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Chapter 2
Saturday, January 7, 2012
BPOV
I stood staring out the window of my modest little house remembering last night as I sipped my midday coffee. "I can't believe I was that bold." I mumbled to myself.
It was almost 4 o'clock in the afternoon and I still hadn't received anything from Edward about our date that we were supposed to have today. I was beginning to think that I had been led on and stood up. I tossed the rest of my coffee down the drain and grabbed the stack of papers off my counter and went to make myself comfortable on my couch so I could get some grading done.
I taught senior at a prestigious private school so you would think that the kids were smart, but boy did my papers prove otherwise. We had been discussing 'Uncle Tom's Cabin' by Harriet Beecher Stowe and I had given them a rather small paper to get their opinion on the book.
Just the grammar and spelling mistakes were enough to make me want to strangle some of the students. They weren't dumb by any means, they were just careless and pissed off because I requested all of my students to write in long hand and by pen and paper instead of printouts from a computer. Them trying to get back at me is only going to hurt them in the long run, but I would give them another paper every week for punishment if they kept this up.
Just as I was in the middle of marking up Lauren Mallory's paper my phone chirped from the end table. I sat my stack of papers down and picked up my phone and a huge smile instantly graced my face. It was Edward.
Good morning, beautiful. –Edward
I looked at the clock to double check the time. It blinked back at me: 4:28.
Morning? I think it's more like evening, Edward. –Bella
I went to sit my phone down when it rang in my hand. I answered it quickly. "Hello?"
"I didn't mean to sleep so late, I was exhausted. Would you still like to go out on our date, Bella?" He asked as I heard something fall and crash through the phone.
"I would if you are still alive. What was that noise?" I asked him as I settled into the couch corner.
"Nothing, I just dropped my shaving cream in the sink." He said as I heard water running in the background.
I sat up alarmed because I didn't want the stubble gone all the way. "You're shaving?" I asked quickly.
"Just getting ready to. I wanted to be clean shaven for our date, not scruffy." He said quietly.
I groaned because if I wanted the stubble then I was gonna have to speak up right now. "Please don't shave it all off. Can you just trim it with an electric razor or something?" I asked quietly.
I could practically hear him smirking through the phone. "Why, Bella? Does my stubble turn you on?" He asked and I heard the water turn off.
"What are you going to do if I say 'yes'?" I asked him quietly.
"Hmmm…. I might just trim it up and leave it be." He said huskily. "Is Bella short for something or is that you given name?" He asked changing the subject quickly.
"It's short for Isabella, but only my mother called me that." I told him quietly.
"Can I call you Isabella on occasion?"
I thought about that, and even though it brought up sad memories, I kinda liked the sound of it as it rolled off of his tongue. "Only on special occasions, I really prefer Bella most of the time." I told him cautiously.
"Sounds like a deal, Bella. Do you want to do dinner and a movie or just hang out tonight?" He asked, yet again changing the subject as if he could tell I was reluctant to talk about it.
"How about a combo of both. Take-out and rented movies." I suggested to him, not really wanting to get all dolled up to go out.
"Sounds great, Bella. My place or your?"
I had to think about that one, did I want him in my personal space quite so soon or did I want to see what the inside of Edward's world so soon. I opted for my house that way I didn't have to drive after dark. "My house if it's okay with you."
"Sounds like a plan. Chinese, Japanese, Mexican, or American?"
I giggled at that because there was no way in hell that I was eating Japanese food anytime. Mexican food tended to give me gas so I marked that one off too. Chinese sounded good. "Chinese. Romantic comedy, comedy, or action packed?" I asked in return.
He laughed. "Do you really want me to answer that? I'm a guy and you basically only listed one kind of manly movie there."
I laughed with him and came up with another suggestion. "Why don't you name 4 movies and I will name 4 movies and we each pick 2?" I suggested.
"Sounds like you are planning for me to stay at your house all night." He teased and I heard rustling around and a loud thump.
I heard him cursing in the distance. He must have dropped the phone. "Sorry, dropped the phone." He said slightly out of breath.
"It's okay, what were you doing anyways?" I asked suspiciously.
"Trying to get dressed one-handed. The movie idea sound like a great plan, if we don't watch them all tonight we can always watch them another night." He said.
"Sounds like a plan. I'm gonna get off here so I can get a little bit of work done before you get here. I will text you my address and movie choices. Okay?" I told him as I picked up my stack of papers.
"Sounds great, what time should I show up?"
"Whenever is fine, I'm just grading papers." I told him quickly.
"Teacher, huh? I will be there in a little bit. I will text you my veto's and my movie choices. See you in a little bit, beautiful." He told me quickly.
I groaned because I had accidentally slipped that I was a teacher. I usually kept that to myself because guys typically found it unsexy to be a high school English teacher. "Sounds good. See you in a little bit, barman."
We hung up and I attempted to get back into grading my papers. If I was going to eat take-out and watch movies all night then I was going to do it comfortably. I was dressed in my holey jeans and a Forks Police Department shirt and I wasn't changing. If he was going to try and date me then he was going to date the real me, the English nerd, and the homebody.
EPOV
It was after 6 this morning by the time I crawled my way into my upstairs condo. I lived above the club out convenience. It was a 2 bedroom condo that had been completely sound proofed before I had moved in it. When I wasn't downstairs at the club then I enjoyed my peace and quiet and when I was working my shifts at the station I reveled in my solitude to unwind from particularly tough days. I had never had anybody over to my condo but close friends and family, it was my space and I was peculiar about who seen it.
The next time I cracked my eyes open, one glance at my alarm clock had me groaning because it was after 3 o'clock and I hadn't texted Bella or nothing all day since I had been dead to the world. I pulled myself up from my king sized bed and headed for my bathroom to wash off the grime of the last 48 hours. I had taken a quick shower before I left the station yesterday morning and I had taken another quick rinse off when I crawled in this morning but I needed a good scrub down before I faced Bella.
After almost 30 minutes of standing under the shower spray, I dragged myself out of the shower stall and wrapped a towel around my waist and headed towards my kitchen for a quick bite to eat. I grabbed my phone along the way.
I flipped open my phone to see that I had 4 missed calls, 3 from Emmett and 1 from Rosalie as well as a multitude of text messages.
After I scrolled through all the messages I sat there laughing my ass off because Emmett and Rosalie did indeed have another baby girl and he was hysterical.
Rosalie texted me to let me know that I may not have a best friend by the end of the day if he didn't grow up and act his damn age. I called Rosalie to check on her and the baby.
She picked up the phone with a disgruntled "Hello Sleeping Beauty."
I snickered. "Good morning, Rosie. Congrats on another girl. What's this one's name?" I asked her quietly.
"Sariah Harmony McCarty." She said matter-of-factly.
"That's another pretty name. How's Emmett?" I asked cautiously.
"I don't know, I kicked his whiney ass out of here this morning after he wouldn't shut up and leave me alone." She said snarkily.
"Rosie, be nice to your husband. You know he was hoping for a boy this time around." I told her gently.
"Yeah, I know. We both were but God graced us with another beautiful girl. It serves Emmett's ass right for all his whoring days. Now he's got 6 beautiful girls that are going to grow up to be gorgeous and he's gonna have to worry every time they go out on a date." She said laughing lightly.
I chuckled because it was true. Emmett was the biggest man whore out of all of us. Before he met Rosalie, he would just about screw anything in a skirt and have no qualms about returning for a second round. Rosalie was the only one who wouldn't put out within the first couple of dates and she is the only one that lasted. They had been happily married for 7 years now and had 6 beautiful girls to show for their love.
"I love ya, Rosie. Congrats on Sariah, I will come by tomorrow and see you and all the girls. Try to not kill my buddy." I told her.
She returned the sentiment and made no promises on not killing her husband and said she would see me tomorrow afternoon after they got home from the hospital.
I sent a quick text to Emmett.
Buddy, I talked your wife down for you. Buy her some damned flowers and do some groveling while she's cooled down. Congrats on Sariah. –Edward.
I didn't wait for a response before I texted Bella a Good morning, beautiful and headed for my bathroom to get ready to shave before I got dressed for our date.
My phone dinged before I ever got to the bathroom.
Morning? I think it's more like evening, Edward –Bella
Instead of texting her I decided to multitask and decided to call her so I could shave while I talked to her.
She answered by the 3rd ring and we had a stimulating conversation where I got her to admit she liked my stubble so I decided to just run the electric razor over it instead of shaving it completely off.
After I was dressed, I grabbed my wallet and keys and was on my way out the door. I locked my condo door and descended down the hidden staircase at the back of the club and opened that door to see Seth and Tanya stocking the bar and getting ready to open in a few hours. I locked that door also, as I was the only one with the keys to it. I waved to them as I made my way out the backdoor and to my Volvo. As I sat in my car letting it warm up, I looked at my phone at Bella's address and movie choices.
3269 Honeysuckle Loop—Bella
1). The notebook ( Hell, a girls gotta try right?) 2). Wrong Turn 5 3).Fast Five 4). Bringing Up Baby (which I have on DVD). Do your worst, barman. –Bella
I shook my head at the wide range of movies she picked, she covered all the areas from romance to horror.
There is no way in hell that I am watching 'The Notebook' on our 1st date. Try again later, beautiful. The other 3 are great choices. –Edward
I quickly thought of the movies I wanted to watch with her, so my fingers got busy texting her choices.
1). Casablanca 2). Death Race 1 3). Death Race 2 4). The Smurfs…Take your pick, baby. –Edward
I backed out of my parking spot and headed to the nearest Chinese restaurant and ordered a variety of things before getting back in my care and programming her address into my GPS.
As I was waiting for the directions to load I picked up my phone to see which one's she had marked off the list.
The Smurfs, barman? What are you 5?—Bella
Any of them are fine with me. We can take turns watching them and whichever ones we don't get to tonight we can do another night.—Bella
I smiled at her implication of another date already. She did that earlier too. I didn't text her back just stopped to pick up the movies before heading towards her house.
I was blown away by her house. It was gorgeous, with big mature trees in her front her partially hiding her house. It seemed to fit the woman that I had been talking to today but it seemed out of style for the sexy vixen from last night. The house was definitely and older built one instead of the cookie cutter subdivisions that were popping up all over the place.
I sincerely hoped that she wasn't high maintenance like the other women that I met at the club. I parked in her driveway behind her midnight blue obviously fully restored 1955 Ford F-100 Pick Up Truck and it was beautiful. I would have to bring Rosie over to see it one day if we continued dating after tonight. I had this exact same truck in our garage, except it was in hooker red.
Between Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, and myself we owned over 25 vintage fully restored vehicles stored at Emmett's parents' house. We had built a custom garage on their farm years ago and decided that we would all just store/work on our vehicles there since we usually did it as a group anyways. They would have a shit fit over Bella's truck. We didn't actually get much time out there anymore but we always tried to get together at least once a month for a mini road trip to keep our vehicles used and running.
Just picturing Bella behind the wheel made my jeans become suddenly very tight. I grabbed the bags that contained our dinner and movies before climbing from my car and making my way to her front door.
I smiled when I got to the front door because it was painted a bright lime green. It completely stood out from the rest of her house and property but seemed just right for her. I managed to ring the doorbell without dropping anything and stood back to admire the architecture of her house.
I was snapped out of my reverie by the door being snatched open. "Hey barman, nice of you to show up." She said as she stepped back so I could come inside.
"Haha, Nice to see you again too, Bella." I told her as she led the way to the kitchen.
I glanced around as we passed through the family room and dining room on our way to the kitchen. The house had obviously been updated and seemed to fit the gorgeous woman standing in front of me better than the one that drew me in last night. "Just sit the stuff there on the counter." She told me as she made her way to the refrigerator.
I sat the bags down and followed behind her and quietly snuck my hands around her waist and into the front pockets of her comfy looking jeans. "Hmm…Bella, I believe I like this side of you better than the one last night." I whispered against her neck as I nuzzled into her neck.
I felt her sigh and lean back into me as she reached back and lightly scratched my slight stubble along my chin. "I'm glad, I was a bit worried because this" she motioned up and down her body "is the normal everyday me; not the woman you seen last night, even though she comes out on occasion." She said softly as she leaned back into my chest fully nuzzling my stubble gently.
I hmmmed against her neck and placed a gentle kiss there being sure to rub my chin again her before looking over her shoulder and into her refrigerator. "I'll take a Dr. Pepper, baby. Where are your plates?" I asked her as I pulled back from her and began unpacking the Chinese food containers.
I opened the cabinet that she pointed to and pulled out 2 plates for us to eat on. "Chopsticks or fork?" I asked as I leaned back against her counter and watch as she fixed 2 mason jar glasses of Dr. Pepper.
"Chopsticks of course, who eats Chinese food with a fork?" She asked with a laugh.
I shrugged my shoulder and grabbed the 2 packages of chopsticks and followed her as she led the way into the family room that we had passed through previously.
"Which movie first? Should we flip for it?" I asked her as I sat my load down on her coffee table.
She shook her head as she sat our glasses down on the same coffee table. "Nope, The Smurfs will work for me. I love that movie."
I laughed because she had called me a 5 year old when I put it on my list earlier. "Haha, who's the 5 year old now?" I teased her as I went back into the kitchen to get the movies that I had forgotten.
I popped open the case and popped the DVD into the player before making my way to settle on the couch beside Bella.
Through the previews we dished out dinner before leaning back into the couch with our plates balanced on our laps. "You know, this is one hellacious first date." I teased her as I dug into my Kung Pow Chicken.
She nodded in agreement. "It is, but at least this way we can talk and really get to know each other without the interruptions of a restaurant." She said smartly.
"Well aren't you just a regular Mrs. Smartypants." I commented as I chuckled at her.
"It's the teacher in me." She commented before we really dug into our dinner as Clumsy Smurf tripped through the mushroom village on his way to the Blue Moon Festival rehearsal.
BPOV
We sat contentedly on my couch eating our Chinese food and watching the Smurfs as they navigated the real world on screen. We pretty much laughed at the same parts and that was when I realized that we actually had a lot in common.
I was relieved that he was okay with the 'real me' instead of just the 'made up me' and I was able to relax around him. I was also very ecstatic when I saw that he hadn't completely shaven off his stubble. The man was seriously sex on legs and the stubble made my insides tingle. When I noticed his empty plate resting on his knees I grabbed it and headed back into the kitchen with both of our plates. "Be right back." I told him as I headed through the kitchen doorway.
I took a few minutes to rinse off the plates and place them in the dishwasher and put the leftover food in the refrigerator. When I walked back into the living room I smiled when I saw that Edward had indeed made himself at home. He had kicked off his boots and stretched out along the length of my couch with his head propped on one of my decorative pillows. "Comfy barman?" I asked as I made my way to his side.
"I would be even more comfortable if you would join me." He said as held out a hand for me. I took it and settled in beside him on the couch with my back to his chest and my head tucked underneath his chin. Our legs tangled, and our hands settled together on my stomach. "Much better. You comfy?"
I nodded and snuggled deeper into him embrace as we watched the Smurf's still traipsing through the world trying to figure out a way home. We laid there for a few minutes when I felt his lips graze my neck. I smiled and tilted my head so he could have easier access and I felt him smile against my neck and gently scrape my neck. The man was taking advantage of my earlier admission that I had found his stubble sexy and it turned me on. The movie was quickly forgotten as we lost ourselves in our chemistry.
"Edward…." I breathed out as he took a nip at my neck. He groaned and kissed his way up behind my neck, finding my weak spot.
I moaned and pressed my hips back against his impressive erection. By the bulge in his pants, he was very well endowed and prepared for takeoff at this very moment. "Bella….baby."
I smiled and rotated my hips a little bit against his already straining erection. He slipped his leg in between mine which placed his erection right against my heat causing us both to groan out loud. I couldn't believe that our chemistry was so strong; it was like kindling to a flame, instant spark.
I ground my hips back against his as his hand slid up my waist and cradled my breast in his palm, immediately causing my nipple to pucker under my thin bra. "Baby, we need to stop now or I'm not gonna be able to stop." He pleaded in my ear and he rotated his hips against mine, rubbing his erection against where I needed him the most.
"I don't wanna stop, Edward. I don't usually do this but I can't seem to stop right now." I told him breathlessly.
He groaned and pulled his hands from me before sitting up on the couch suddenly. "Baby, I would love nothing more than to ravish you right now but that is not what I came here for today. I want to date you. I want to get to know the real you. I want to try to have a relationship with you." He told me seriously as he sat there with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.
I sat up right beside him and put my head on his shoulder. "Thanks, Edward. Most guys would totally take advantage of the situation right now." I told him quietly as I took deep calming breaths to calm my horniness down some. "I really don't usually do this. Last night was the first time I have went out since I moved to Texas almost 6 months ago. I am usually more of a homebody than anything else." I told him seriously.
He nodded and sat back against the couch tugging me to his side and draping my legs across one of his. "So let's get to know each other, which is what this whole date is supposed to be about." He said seriously as we got comfortable.
EPOV
The throbbing in my pants was a constant reminder of what I put the brakes on, but getting to know this amazing girl was more important than just a quick roll in the hay. I pulled her to my side as I settled back against her couch. "So let's get to know each other, which is what this whole date is supposed to be about." I told her seriously.
She snuggled into my side. "And how do you propose we do that? 20 questions?" She proposed.
I just laughed at her silliness. "20 questions is all I get? How about we just ask whatever we want to know?" I re-proposed.
"Sounds good. Question #1 What is your full name?" She asked.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. Yours?"
"Isabella Marie Swan. I'm 24, how old are you?"
"26. Where do you teach and what grade?" I asked her as I drew little circles on thigh over her holey jeans.
"I teach at St. Mary's Private School and I teach Advanced Placement Senior English. Do you just bartend for a living?"
I drew in a deep breath before spilling my guts. "I don't actually just bartend. I own Breaking Dawn, as well as the entire city block that it sits on. I am also a fire fighter for the Houston Fire Department. The other bartender and the bouncer, Jasper and Emmett, are also my fellow firefighters." I spilled before stopping to gauge her reaction.
"Really? That's awesome, Edward." She said with a huge smile on her face.
"Thanks for that, a lot of people take me for granted when I tell them all of that. What do you do for fun, Ms. Swan?" I asked her with a low growl.
She chuckled and blushed before answering. "I like to read, write short stories, and fish."
"Really? You mean to tell me that a beautiful girl like you can get down and dirty with fishing?" I asked her with a chuckle.
"It's a favorite pastime from my child hood. My father and I spent many summer days on the river bank. It helps me to remember him when I sit out in my little boat in the middle of a quiet lake." She said quietly.
"What happened to him, baby?" I asked her quietly.
"Both of my parents died the day of my high school graduation. They were hit head on by a drunk driver and died instantly." She told me with a hoarse voice, like she was having a hard time holding her tears back.
"Baby, it's okay to cry about it. I know what you are going through actually." I told her as I tugged her tighter into my side placing a kiss against the top of her head.
"What about your parents?" She asked once she had gained control of her emotions and voice.
I took a deep breath and told the story of my parents. "My parents were married for 14 years before I finally came along so needless to say they were very involved in everything that I had going on. I was the captain of the baseball team at my high school in Chicago and we had made it to the State Championship my senior year and I travelled with the team on the school bus." I paused to take a deep breath. "My parents never made it the stadium. They were carjacked and killed because my father refuse to give his car up because then he would have missed my championship game." I told her quietly.
I heard her suck in a breath and hug me tighter to her. "I'm so sorry, baby. It sucks that we both had to lose our parents like we did." She told me quietly and I nodded but didn't say anything.
We sat there in silence as the Smurfs droned on in the background. After a few minutes of silence she spoke up again. "When did you move to Texas?"
"The day after high school graduation, I couldn't stay in Chicago where the memories of my parents was around every corner. I closed up our house and high tailed it to Houston with just a suitcase full of clothes. I pay my neighbors in Chicago to keep an eye on my house and keep the lawn cared for during the summer. I've never been back since I drove out of town 8 years ago." I told her quietly as it really just sunk in that I hadn't set foot in my childhood home in almost 9 years.
"Why do you keep the house if you don't go back?" She asked the question that nobody had ever asked me before.
"I don't know really. It is the house that I grew up in and it looks just like it did the day that they died. I moved into a hotel the day I got back from the championship game. I haven't been back since I left the day of the championship game. I want to go back but I don't know if I could handle it." I told her honestly.
"That makes sense; my parents took care of all of that for me. They had a will drawled up when I turned 16 that said their house couldn't be sold or mortgaged until at least 15 years after their deaths so that I had plenty of time to get over their deaths. I have been gone from Washington for 6 years this May and have never been back."
"Wow, maybe we both need to go back home and face the ghosts of our parents. Who knew that this is the one thing we would have in common." I told her trying to break the tension up some. "Baby, I have the next 3 days off work at the fire house; will you spend them with me?" I asked her softly.
Please leave me a little love and let me know what you think of my new baby! See you on Sunday! Do you ladies prefer stubble or smooth? What is you idea of a perfect first get to know you date?