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Chapter 14: Change of Plans

Edward Cullen

I pulled up in front of Bella's house, taking a deep breath. I had decided to take her out to dinner and a show. It was a simple date, but I hoped enough to impress her. I really didn't know what else to do. She had resisted all my previous attempts.

I walked up to her front door, hiding the flower I had purchased for her behind my back. I didn't want to ruin the surprise for her. I knocked on her door softly, taking another calming breath as I heard movement from behind it.

The door opened wide and I couldn't help but smile as she appeared. "Hi," she greeted, giving me her beautiful smile.

I smiled at her, leaning in to capture her lips in a gentle kiss. It was far too early for more. I knew how to wait a few more hours. I could be patient man when I wanted to be. But, she was making it way too hard for me. She was wearing a sinful little black dress that showed just enough of her creamy white skin to entice me.

"I brought you something," I said, taking out my hand and showing her the simple pink calla lily. I had to entertain myself with something other than her body. I didn't want to do something I would later regret. Everything with Bella had to be done slowly.

"It's beautiful," she commented as she smiled widely. "Come in, I'll put it in water quickly before we go."

I walked into her house, waiting in the foyer as she went inside to get a vase and water for the flower. Her house was very simple yet beautifully decorated. It gave a certain welcoming aura. It felt much more like a home than my condo. It suited Bella perfectly.

My eyes drifted down to the small table near the door. There was a single white orchid plant and a two small picture frames. The first was a school picture of a small boy with brown hair and blue eyes. The second frame showed Bella and her sister hugging the small boy. All three seemed to be related. The little boy had to be Bella's nephew or small cousin.

"Are you ready to go?" I asked Bella once she returned with her purse in her hands.

"All ready," she replied, taking my hand as we walked out to the Volvo.

I helped her in the car before going around to the driver's seat. I was anxious to get this date started. I had a good feeling about tonight.

"Where are we going today?" she asked shifting slightly in her chair to look at me.

"I thought we could have dinner and then catch a show at the playhouse," I suggested causing her to smile.

"That sounds wonderful," she commented just as my cell phone began to ring.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, checking the Caller ID and noticing it was Emmett. "It's just Emmett. It shouldn't take me long. He's having dinner with an important client and I need to make sure everything is going alright."

Bella nodded, letting me know it was alright for me to pick up. "Yes, Emmett." I answered, hating the fact that our date had been interrupted.

"Hey, Eddie boy. How's the date going?" Emmett asked with a loud laugh.

"This better be a work related call." I warned. I didn't want Emmett's stupid tactics to get in the way of my time with Bella.

"Someone is defensive," Emmett commented while still laughing loudly. "Have you not gotten laid? I think you're losing your touch man. How long has it been now? A month? More?"

"Did you call for this crap? Or, is there a reason for your call?" I questioned, wanting to say more, but I knew I couldn't in front of Bella. It was none of his damn business what I did or didn't do with Bella or any other woman.

"Do I need a reason to call my wonderful brother?" he questioned innocently. He was really starting to get under my skin.

"If you don't get to the point soon I'm going to hang up," I added, taking a deep breath.

"For your information, this is a work related call. Your love life isn't that interesting," he finally said, his tone changing slightly.

"Can we get on with it?" I interrupted. Emmett always had a hard time getting to the point. He was wasting too much of my time as it was.

"I need Mr. Brown's personal number. I'm going to be running a few minutes late to dinner and I need to give him a quick call. Carlisle said you have it." He explained, shifting into business mode.

"I have it at home, Emmett. I don't carry those contacts around." I replied, smiling apologetically at Bella.

"Can you go get it? You know I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important," he pleaded. "You know Mr. Brown doesn't like to be kept waiting."

"Shouldn't you have asked me this yesterday? Why didn't you ask me this yesterday?" I responded, knowing I had no choice. I had to go to the house and find the phone number if not this conversation would never end.

"Come on, Edward. It's important," he repeated in almost a whine.

"Fine, Emmett." I conceded, rolling my eyes in frustration.

"I'll wait for your call. Thanks again." He replied before hanging up. I ended the call before putting my phone in the center cup holder.

"Is everything alright?" Bella asked in a concerned tone.

"We need to make a quick stop by my place. I need to get Emmett a phone number and then we can be on our way. It should take no more than five minutes. We should make our dinner reservations just fine," I explained, giving her a warm smile as I headed to my place.

I was a bit nervous as we drove towards my building. I never had brought a girl to my condo. I always felt that if I brought a girl home it would mean something more to her. I never wanted them to feel like there was hope for a relationship with me. I was not the relationship type.

I drove into the underground parking garage, waving at the parking attendant. Bella was quiet, yet the silence with her was not uncomfortable. I really had no idea what to say. What did you say when a woman saw your home? I felt like I was revealing a new part of myself.

I helped her out of the car once I had parked, leading her towards the elevator. "I'm sorry we had to get side tracked. Emmett does have a very important meeting and needs this number," I apologized, wrapping my arm around her waist as we waited for the elevator.

"No need to apologize, Edward," she replied, leaning in and kissing my cheek softly. "I understand."

I led her into my condo, looking around to make sure I hadn't left some sort of mess. But, as usual everything was picture perfect. I had a cleaning crew visit the condo at least twice a week.

"Make yourself at home," I said, motioning towards the couches. "I'll be back in a few minutes."

I made into my office, looking through my Palm Pilot for Mr. Brown's number. I needed to get the number to Emmett as soon as humanly possible. I didn't want any further interruptions during my date. He was going to ruin everything I had planned.

I found the number and immediately calling my brother. "Talk to me," Emmett said as he picked up his phone.

"I have the stupid number," I replied, wanting to stop him from going off on some unrelated tangent. I was not in the mood for his stupidity.

"Someone is in a hurry," he chuckled loudly causing me to clench my fist in frustration. I was never going to understand how it was possible that I was related to him. He still acted like he was ten rather than thirty-four. "Do you have some plans?"

"I have dinner reservations if you must know," I replied before giving him the number and hanging up. I was not going to put up with this. I had a woman to get back to.

I walked out of the office and into the living area. Bella was standing by my bookshelf, her small fingers dancing across the spines of the book. She looked intrigued, almost mesmerized, by the amount of books I owned.

I stood back, watching her momentarily. She hadn't heard me approach and seemed too wrapped up in the books to really pay attention. She looked nice in my house. A strange feeling overcame me as I watched her. I yearned for more. Where were these thoughts coming from? What did it all mean? I felt the panic rush through me the more I thought about it.

I quickly pushed them away from my mind. I had no emotional feelings for her. I knew I lusted after her. It didn't take a scientist to figure that out. All of those thoughts were pure lust. I needed her and I needed her badly. I didn't do feelings.

I knew I had to prove to myself it was all lust; nothing more, nothing less. I took a few steps towards her, my arms encircling her waist as my lips descended on the sensitive skin of her exposed neck. I kissed the pulse point of her neck as Bella relaxed into my touch. I instinctively knew that she had no more resistance in left in her. We had played the cat and mouse game long enough. Tonight was the night.

Bella Swan

I had never imagined how Edward's place would be like. The thought had never crossed my mind. He owned a penthouse condominium high above the Seattle sky and I couldn't help but notice the breath taking view of the city. It was beautiful.

But, it wasn't the view, his expensive furniture, or even the art that caught my eye. It was all impressive, but it was all expected. Edward had money there was no surprise in that. Yet, I hadn't expected him to be an avid reader.

The far wall across from the huge window was completely devoted to a bookshelf. He had at least a thousand books neatly lined up in the huge bookshelf. It was like a dream come true for me. I loved books and I loved to read.

I approached the shelf, studying the titles carefully. There was no rhyme or reason to the titles. He had everything; fiction, nonfiction, the classics, and modern. He even had many of the classics I reread time after time. It was incredible.

I heard his soft footsteps approaching before I felt his arms encircle me. His lips touched the pulse point of my neck and I knew I was a goner. I couldn't fight off his touch anymore. I didn't want to stop it. I wanted him. I didn't want to wait anymore.

He spun me around to face him, his lips crashing into mine. His kiss was frenzied in pace and I responded just as eagerly. My arms wrapped around his neck as his hands came down to my waist and hips. My entire body was tingling with anticipation as our kiss deepened and I pressed my body tightly into his. We now had new plans for the night.

I felt his hands traveling up the zipper of my dress as his lips trailed down my neck. My knees were weak while my body was flushed with desire. I had never needed a man the way I needed Edward at the moment. Every cell in my body craved him. I felt like I was going to short circuit and explode.

I slid my hands from around his neck and down his shoulders to the buttons of his shirt as his lips returned to mine. There were definitely too many layers between us. "Edward, please." I gasped before returning my lips to his. I wanted him to know that I was his to take.

He lowered my zipper, pulling away slightly causing the dress to pool at my feet. I felt my body burn pink as he gazed upon me. I stood in his living room in nothing but my black, lace, strapless bra, matching boy shorts, and black heels. I was not used to the attention and I found it overwhelming.

His eyes raked me over and I had to fight the instinct to cover up. He appeared to like what he saw, but I didn't know why. He wasn't drunk now. He was going to see all my flaws and stop this before it even got started. I was nothing special.

"Fuck," he whispered, his eyes full of lust as he walked towards me. I took a step back, unconsciously pressing myself against the bookshelf. I was highly aware of his close proximity and the fact that I had nowhere to go.

Edward's hand traced down my sides and I felt my confidence grow. He wanted this. I was not going to let my insecurities get in the way. My hands went back to the buttons of his shirt, unbuttoning each one until his gorgeous chest was exposed.

Edward wasted no time in removing his shirt before pulling me closer and picking me up. My legs wrapped around his waist as my lips kissed and nipped his neck. I felt him walking, but I really had no sense of direction. I didn't even care where he took me as long as he took me. That was the only thing that mattered.

Edward unbuckled my bra single handedly, throwing it on the floor as we made our way into a bedroom. We somehow made it to the bed, our lips never leaving the others. I allowed my hands to roam his sculpted chest, feeling every muscle under his skin. I had never seen or felt a more perfect specimen than Edward. He was flawless.

His hands, like mine, wandered my body, making me gasp as he massaged my breasts and his fingers dipped below the waistband of my boy shorts. His touch left a trail of fire that I knew would never stop burning. No one would ever be able to compare to him.

He hissed in pleasure as my hand brushed his crotch before unbuckling his belt. I wanted to free him from the tight confines of his slacks. I wanted to feel every inch of his naked body against mine. And, for the first time in my life I allowed my desires to control me.

Edward eyes were full of hunger as he kissed and licked my lips, jaw, neck, collarbone, and every inch of my body he could reach. My core was literally aching for release. I never knew it was physically possible to be as turned on as I was at the moment.

I pulled Edward's pants down, thankful that he kicked them off the rest of the way, leaving him in his dark green silk boxers. Edward's kisses trailed south between my breasts and down my stomach. I couldn't help but shudder as his tongue traced the edge of my boy shorts before his teeth pulled them down my legs.

He settled himself between my legs, moving them further apart before he licked me lightly. I had to grip his sheets in anticipation. I knew just what his tongue was capable of. His rhythm slowly increased making me moan and gasp. I had lost complete control of my body. He now had the control and he knew it.

Edward Cullen

I had never been more turned on in my entire life. I had no idea how Bella did it, but it seemed like she was literally designed to drive me nuts. I drank up all her juices before leaving a trail of kisses up her body.

I kissed her deeply, my hands massaging her full breasts as she pushed me onto my back. I felt her heated center above my arousal as her hands explored every inch of my chest and abdomen. "I want to taste you," she said before sliding down my body and removing my boxers with her teeth.

I took a deep breath, my eyes not leaving her as her gaze landed on my arousal. She licked her lips seductively before bending down to swirl her tongue around the tip. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out. She slowly took more and more of me in, massaging what she couldn't fit into her mouth with her hand.

She hummed in pleasure, her tongue tracing patterns across my shaft. It was taking all my self control not to explode in her mouth. It was way too soon. I refused to make a fool out of myself. I was Edward Cullen and I had a reputation to live up to.

"I want to be inside of you," I managed to say, pulling her up to me.

"Please," she begged, pressing her lips to mine as I turned us around and positioned myself at her entrance.

"Protection," she gasped, suddenly against my kiss causing me to groan. I reached across the bed to my night table. I had never been more relieved that I kept the condoms in the drawer by the bed.

She helped me get it on before kissing me deeply. I sheathed myself in her, a string of profanities leaving my mouth. I moved slowly at first, picking up speed as we went. I didn't want to climax before she did and I was having a hard time holding back.

"Harder," she cried, her legs wrapping around my waist as her hips arched into me. She met each of my thrusts, gasping my name as I hit her spot over and over.

I felt her begin to constrict around me as her eyes began to close. Her breathing was coming out in gasps until she screamed my name in ecstasy. I didn't stop my rhythm. I was too close myself. I had been waiting too long for this.

"Bella," I cried as I exploded within her. I moved to the side, collapsing at her side. I knew that I just had the best sex of my life. My foggy memories didn't even hold a candle to what being with Bella was really like. She was a sexy temptress.

I threw away the used condom before returning to bed. Bella curled into my side with her arm resting on my chest. "That was amazing," she commented, kissing my neck before her eyes began to close.

I didn't respond as I felt her fall asleep curled against me. I felt the magnitude of what I had done hit me as I stared up to my ceiling. I was in my condo and I had no place to go. I couldn't run away, because I lived here. This was my place.

But, I was more bothered by the realization that the yearning was not gone. One time was not enough. My perfect plan didn't include this. I was supposed to woo Bella into bed and leave. It was simple, fool proof. Yet, my body still craved her. I wanted a round two. I wasn't even sure if ten rounds would do the trick.

I knew what I felt for her was lust. She was incredible in bed. I had no doubt about that. But, I couldn't stop thinking about my father and brothers. They had all been like me to an extent and had somehow settled down. I didn't want what they had. I wanted to be single and free. Yet, at the moment my body only yearned for one woman; Isabella Swan.

A/N: So was the wait worth it? Where does this leave Edward? Where do they go from here? What happens now?

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