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Chapter 12: Brunch

Edward Cullen

I had come to the conclusion that deep down inside I had to be some sort of masochist. Why else would I buy her a piece of chocolate and insist on feeding it to her? I had to like the torture. I didn't know how much longer I was going to last.

"You seem quiet," she commented after a few minutes of silence.

"Have I mentioned how stunning you look this morning?" I switched subjects, giving her my trademark smile.

"You may have mentioned it," she replied, blushing at my comment.

"Well, I hope you're hungry," I said as we parked outside a small restaurant on one of the docks. "They make the best Belgian Waffles in all of Seattle."

"I'm more of a pancake girl," she mentioned, my arm wrapping around her waist as we walked into the restaurant.

"Then you haven't had the best waffles in the world," I assured her in a whisper, my lips grazing her ear.

"I'm hardly ever wrong," she pointed out with a flirtatious smile.

"I'm never wrong," I replied back, giving her a quick kiss as we made it inside.

We were quickly escorted to one of the more private tables at the back of the restaurant. The entire back wall of the restaurant was made of glass which allowed for an uninterrupted view of the ocean. But, what I loved most about our table was its privacy. It was completely away from the loud bustle of the buffet.

"You got the waffles," I said with a chuckle as we walked back to our table with our food.

"You intrigued me. I had to find out why you were raving so much about waffles," she explained as she took the seat I held out for her.

"Try them," I insisted once I had taken my seat directly next to hers. Bella cut off a small piece after she had used just enough maple syrup.

"These are marvelous," she said in almost a moan, making me shift in my seat slightly. "You have to have a piece."

Bella cut off a piece of hers and held the fork out for me to take a bite. "Delicious, as always," I commented with a grin before leaning in to kiss her.

We ate in silence for a few minutes and I nearly jumped as Bella's hand came to rest on my upper thigh. "Are you enjoying brunch?" I inquired, moving closer to her and wrapping one arm around the back of her chair.

"I think I'm about to enjoy it some more," she replied as I noticed that she had cut the remaining food on her plate into perfectly bite sized pieces. She would easily be able to eat them with only one hand.

Bella's hand slowly traveled from my thigh to my arousal, gently brushing against it. I couldn't help but moan softly.

"Be quiet unless you want to get caught," she warned causing me to reach for a glass of water to calm my nerves.

I had never imagined that Bella would ever do what she was doing in public, but I was not going to complain. My plan was definitely working and it wasn't going to take long to have her back in my bed.

I kept my face perfectly composed as she freed my erection from my boxers and pants, gently running a finger across the head. "You're torturing me," I whispered into her neck causing her to laugh.

"Behave," she replied, her small fingers wrapping around my length. I had died and gone to heaven.

Bella Swan

I was not the adventurous type and I was definitely not the type of girl that gave hand jobs under the table in a public restaurant. But, it seemed like Edward brought out the bad girl in me. I had been dying to touch him and now seemed like the perfect time. I knew I would be unable to be tempted to do more since Matt was due home in the afternoon.

I softly stroked him with one hand as I picked up a strawberry and took a small bite. I moaned softly at the taste and silently congratulated myself when I saw Edward close his eyes. He always seemed to be control and it felt good to have the control literally in the palm of my hand.

"Are you enjoying brunch?" I asked as I picked up the tempo.

"Bella, you're such a tease," he managed to say, his hand going under the table and going over mine.

"No touching," I warned, loosening my grip on him. Edward quickly removed his hand to allow me to continue what I had been doing.

I continued to stroke him as I talked about how great the food was. I was amazing myself over how much self control I had. I felt his cock twitch against my palm after a few minutes. He had stopped eating and I knew he was nearing his release.

"Don't make a mess," I said to him, softly pressing my body against his side.

"God, Bella," he cried as I removed my hand and kissed his cheek softly. "Why did you stop?"

"How were we going to explain the mess? Plus, it looks like we're done eating," I answered with an innocent smile. The waitress had already placed the bill on our table.

I knew it was mean to do what I had done, but it seemed like fair play. He dazzled me frequently. I deserved a chance as well. I couldn't help but giggle as Edward shifted his pants then taking my hand and leading me out of the restaurant.

"That was very mean, Isabella," he said once we had reached the car. He pressed me against the passenger side door, making sure I felt his hardness against my stomach.

"You enjoyed it," I said with a shrug, softly touching his hair. "You have to give me credit for that."

"You're very dangerous," he sighed with a mischievous glint in his eyes before his lips met mine in a scorching kiss. I didn't even mind that we were in a public setting. I wanted more. Our kiss deepen momentarily and I couldn't help the groan of disappointment that escaped my lips when he pulled away.

"It's not polite to leave somebody wanting more," he said, brushing his lips against mine before opening the car door for me.

My legs felt like goo as I took a seat in the car. I felt like my self control was waning. He was too damn sexy for his own good. The car ride started out as awkward. Neither one of us said a word, but the sexual tension was thick enough to cut with a knife.

Edward's hand drifted towards my knee, squeezing it gently. He continued to drive, glancing over at me from time to time. I tried to keep myself in check, but it was extremely hard. His hand felt warm against my bare skin and part of me was trying to find a way to make him go higher.

We arrived at my house and I knew I needed a better goodbye kiss than the one we had shared in the parking lot of the restaurant. That kiss had been wonderful, but it wasn't enough. I needed more.

I slowly unbuckled myself once we arrived at the driveway of my house before leaning over to kiss him passionately. I could tell her was caught by surprise, but he quickly recovered, returning the kiss. He shifted the gear into park before wrapping his arms around my waist.

Our tongues battled for dominance for a while, each of us taking the lead for a few seconds. I somehow ended up straddling his waist, one of his hands holding me against him and away from the steering wheel. And, the other hand massaging the skin of my thigh.

I felt his large erection through the material of his jeans and the lace of my panties. I couldn't help but move myself against him as we kissed. Part of my mind registered the fact that we were behaving like two horny teenage kids. We were making out in his car. What had gotten into me?

I put all my doubts to rest as Edward's hand went higher up as his kisses trailed down my neck. I couldn't help but lean back as his fingers caressed me through my panties. I moaned at his touch. my back hitting the steering wheel and sounding the horn. I jumped in surprise and hit my head against the roof of the car.

"Are you alright?" he asked, my cheeks burning in embarrassment. Why does everything happen to me?

"I got to go," I said once I noticed the time. I had maybe thirty minutes before Mike came to drop off Matt. Mike was always late to pickup, but he was always right on time to drop him off.

"I thought we were just getting started," he purred, bringing me back closer to him before his lips wrapped around the pulse point of my neck, his tongue licking it lightly. I knew I would have caved at that instant if it wasn't for Matt. Thirty minutes was hardly enough time.

"I can't, not now," I gasped, opening the driver side door and climbing off of him. I needed to get away from him before the little willpower I had left disappeared.

"Nice thong," he chuckled making me realize that my skirt had ridden up when I had climbed off of him.

"Glad you like it," I said sarcastically as I fixed my skirt. Just then I realized I had left my purse on the chair. I bent down, leaning over to pick up my purse. I noticed the lust filled smirk Edward had on his face. "What are you staring at?"

"You," he whispered, kissing my lips before I pulled away and hit my head on the roof again.

"I'm having a bad day," I managed to say through my embarrassment. I quickly moved away from the car, rushing up to my front door. I needed to get away from him. It was getting to hard to keep resisting him. I had no idea what I was going to do.

Edward Cullen

I pinched the bridge of my nose as I watched Bella walk into her house. I couldn't figure out what I had done wrong. I had expected to be going into her house and spending the rest of the day and maybe even night having the best sex of my life. But, instead it seemed like I had a date with my shower.

My pants were painfully uncomfortable as I drove towards my apartment. She was such a tease and I was sure she didn't even know she was. If I didn't get some action soon, I was going to self combust.

I was about five minutes from my condo when my phone began to ring. "Hello," I greeted, not bothering to check the caller ID. I was too focused on getting a cold shower.

"Hey, little bro!" Emmett said causing me to groan.

"What do you want, Emmett?" I asked after taking a deep breath.

"I just wanted to know that we're all heading to an early dinner at The Metropolitan Grill," Emmett said, making me roll my eyes. I wasn't in the mood to go to dinner with all of them.

"I don't know, Emmett," I said as I pulled into my building.

"Mom wants to see you, Edward. She is worried about you," he clarified. "And, I already told her you were going."

"Why did you do that?" I questioned in frustration as I parked.

"Because, you don't spend enough time with the family. We have reservations at six," he finished, hanging up before I could protest any further.

I managed to arrive at the restaurant by a quarter after six. I had taken a much needed cold shower. I wasn't very hungry and I knew it had to do with Bella. I was hungry for something no one at the dining table could give me. I spotted my family at a corner table and made my way over to them.

"Good evening," I said before giving my mom a kiss on the cheek.

"You're late," Carlisle said, pointing at his watch once he had set his menu down.

"Edward, darling, how are you?" My mom gushed as she gave me a tight hug. "I've missed you so much. You really have to remember to call."

"Sorry, mom. I've just been extremely busy," I answered causing Emmett and Jasper to laugh.

"Where's Alice?" I asked, taking the empty seat. We were short one chair and she was nowhere to be seen.

"She had plans with Bella. Something about a girl's night, I think," Jasper answered, peaking my curiosity. What were they going to be talking about?

"Were they staying in or going out?" I questioned, wanting to know if Bella was going out without me.

"I didn't know you liked gossip as much as these two," Rose commented with a laugh.

"I don't like to gossip. I'm not an old woman," I clarified, sending a glare towards Rose.

"Wait, isn't Bella the girl you all work with?" Rose inquired, comprehension dawning on her.

"The one and only," Jasper replied with a chuckle.

"What does it matter?" I huffed, picking up my menu and pretending to study it.

"Alice was right," Rose suddenly commented with a huge smile. "How could I have ever doubted her?"

"Right about what, sweetheart?" Emmett asked curiously.

"Edward really likes Bella," she said as she closed her menu.

"Rose, Edward likes anything with a skirt," Jasper added causing Emmett to chuckle and my mom to glare at both of them.

"Not just like her," Rose added, rolling her eyes. "He likes her, likes her."

"Can we not talk about me like I'm not here?" I questioned. "Whatever is going on between me and Bella is between Bella and I."

"This Bella sounds like quite the woman," my mom commented, making me sigh deeply. She was different than the others, but only because she resisted me. It was the thrill of the chase, nothing else.

The rest of dinner passed by uneventfully, but I found it hard to concentrate. It seemed like my mind was preoccupied with anything Bella; her smile, her laugh, her voice. I even found myself wondering what she was telling Alice. I knew something was seriously wrong with me.

Bella Swan

I was able to calm myself down by the time Mike pulled up into the driveway with Matt. My mind was still on Edward, his kisses, and his fingers, but I had to put that all away. I needed to focus on Matt.

The doorbell rang less than a minute later and I had to prepare myself to see Mike. All romantic feelings for him were long gone, but I hated to see him. His mere presence made my skin crawl and not in the good way.

"Mom!" Matt yelled, jumping into my arms when I opened the door.

"Hi, sweetie!" I said, ruffling his hair and giving him a kiss. "How was your weekend with your dad?" I addressed my conversation to him, completely ignoring my ex-husband who stood at the door.

"It was fun, mom. We went to go see the Transformers at the movies," he said with a huge grin. The anger in me immediately began to boil.

"Matt, can you take your bag upstairs and wash up? I'm about to start dinner," I said, keeping my cool as he raced up the stairs with his bag.

"You sure are dressed up today, Bella," Mike commented as his eyes raked over me as if I were a piece of meat. It seemed completely different than when Edward did it. Edward made me feel sexy. Mike made me feel like a cheap whore.

"I'm going to pretend that you just weren't looking at me like that," I sighed, making sure that Matt was upstairs. "How dare you take Matt to see a PG-13 movie? He's six years old. He's a child not a teenager."

"Come on, Bella," Mike said with a shrug. "It was a harmless movie. He had fun and enjoyed it."

"That's' not the point," I seethed, running my fingers through my hair.

"Then what's the point?" he asked in a dismissive tone.

"The point is that these are decisions we make together as parents. Weren't there other movies out for him to see?" I questioned knowing that I was never going to win this battle. Mike was Mike and he didn't care.

"I don't watch cartoons," he said as if that answered my question.

"You want to know something, whatever. But, the next time you want to take my son to a movie make sure to clear it with me first," I said, the anger literally bubbling beneath my skin. Mike was such an irresponsible parent sometimes.

"Need I remind you that he is OUR son. He is as much mine as he is yours," he corrected.

"You lost a lot of your rights when you slept with your whore," I replied in a low tone, because Matt was coming back down.

"I'll call you Wednesday, Sport," He said to Matt, ruffling his hair before leaving. I couldn't be more thankful to be away from him.

"Did you finish your homework, Matt?" I asked following him towards the kitchen. I had to get started on dinner for us, Angela, and Alice.

"All done," he assured me, making his way to the cookie jar.

"Only one," I warned, handing him one cookie. "You don't want to spoil dinner."

"What's for dinner?" he asked, eating his chocolate chip cookie.

"We're having spaghetti with Aunt Angela and Alice," I explained as I started to boil the pasta.

"Can I watch TV until then?" he inquired, his eyes almost pleading for me to say yes.

"Just until dinner," I conceded, laughing as he ran into the living room to watch television.

I had a lot of my mind and I really hoped that Angela and Alice would be able to help me. I needed to figure out where things with Edward and I were headed.

A/N: It's Monday! I know so many of you were looking forward to this chapter and I hoped it lived up to your expectations. Like I said on the forum this is one of my favorite chapters. And the one I like the most from what has been posted. The coming chapters are going to be fun. Not saying much more on that.

Remember to go play on the Twilighted forums and start speculating. Some of you on there are really quite perceptive. You also get previews every Friday and snippets of information if one of you makes a really good observation. I find it hard to keep things to myself.

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