I paid for the food, still balancing on one foot by the way, and invited him in.
"I'm Edward." Edward, nice. I could already picture myself calling his name out. Okay, what the hell was up with all the sexual thoughts tonight? Sheesh! It hasn't been that long has it? Oh my gosh, it has. Great. "Did you want some?" I asked, pulling my food out. When he didn't respond, I turned only to have his lips come crashing down on mine. My hormone crazed body reacted instinctively wrapping my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist. We were undressed in record timing, and I moaned when he slid into me. He was laying hot, wet kisses in a trail from my cheek to my neck, nipping lightly as he went.
It was over as quickly as it had started, but it was the best fuck I'd ever had. He left shortly after, leaving his number, and another hot kiss my lips that left me wanting desperately wanting another round. I could now add sex on the counter to my list of hottest places to have sex. I had just cleaned up and gotten dressed when the girls walked in. I couldn't stop smiling as I walking into the living room with the food, a bottle of wine, and a few glasses.
"Girls, I promise you I want to hear about your dates, but I have to tell you this first." I exclaimed, sitting down between them. They both squealed, knowing what was coming. Sort of. They started serving the food while I poured the wine. "So I saw this guy tonight at the coffee shop, not Jay, this was after that, and he left before I could say anything, but he showed up here and we had sex and I think I'm gonna call him tomorrow for another romp." I said quickly.
"What?" They yelled in unison. I couldn't help but smile at them, knowing that they knew what I was feeling. That feeling you get right a good lay, the euphoric, nothing can touch you, greatest day ever feeling. Ahh, it was amazing. I spent the next twenty minutes or so gushing about this mysterious Edward, pretending not to care entirely too much, but on the inside I was freaking out. I couldn't wait for tomorrow to get here so I could call him. Once I was finished blabbing about my amazing lay, and of course, after I gave the details with Jay, they took turns telling me all about their wonderful dates.
Alice's date, Jasper, was the cutest as she put it. They went to a nice little diner twenty minutes from Brooklyn, and stayed there the entire time talking about everything and nothing at all. She thinks she's in love. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her, and she in turn, smacked me. Ah best friends. Rosalie's date was also amazing. Emmett was a dope, but a hot dope. He took her to play put put golf, and she actually enjoyed it. Then, he took her to a greasy burger joint in Brooklyn, and she also enjoyed that. Alice's date ended sweetly with a good night kiss on the cheek, Rosalie's ended about the same as mine. Just…not on a counter. Imagine that. We went through two bottles of wine before finally calling it a night around two a.m.
I was having a remarkable dream/reenactment of my romp with Edward when a stupid, annoying ringing noise began interfering. About the fourth ring I woke up, realizing it was my phone. I stumbled out bed, in search of the little black cellular device that was ruining my pleasant dreams. I should have never invested in one of those stupid things. I always lose it, and people always find me.
"Hello?" I mumbled my voice thick with sleep. I climbed back under my nice, warm covers and closed my eyes. "Bella? It's Edward. Did I wake you?" His velvety voice answered. Oh gosh he was a morning person! I sat up quickly, my eyes snapping open immediately. "No!" I winced at the loudness of my own voice, and instantly tried to rectify it. "Uh, sort of, but its okay. What's up?" I asked, now a little too low. Jeez Bella! Get a grip already!
I could hear him chuckling lightly, and smiled in turn. His laughter was melodic. Go figure. "I wanted to take you to breakfast, as sort of an apology for yesterday." He stated quietly. My heart sank at his words. I knew he was out of my league. I could feel my face grow hot from the blush that was quickly spreading. I was thankful he wasn't here to see that, it was so embarrassing. "I mean, I…uh, I don't normally act that way. And I just…really like you and I didn't want you to think that was all I wanted." He continued, almost too quickly for me to understand. I laughed, more at me than at him.
"Sorry. Um, okay? What time and where?" I asked, trying to contain my laughter. He cleared his throat. "Well, I'm actually already here. I was thinking we could jump on the ferry, and I could take you to this favorite spot of mine?" He replied. I froze. He was here, downstairs, waiting for me. Shit! "Okay, I'll be down in like…ten minutes!" I stated and hung up. Thank God I took a shower last night! I pulled my hair down, and ran my fingers through it. That would have to do for now, I didn't have time to style it. I opened my closet, and grabbed the first things I could reach. A pair of faded jeans, and my college hoodie. I threw a t-shirt on under it, and slipped my tennis shoes on. Not wanting to wake the girls, I quietly walked downstairs, brushed my teeth, grabbed my purse and keys, and shut the door as quietly behind me as I could manage.
There was a sleek, shiny Volvo parked in front of our building, and Edward was leaning against the hood looking all sexy. Oh, I don't think this was a good idea. When he smiled that lovely smile, I was positive this was a very bad idea. The ride to the ferry started off pretty quiet, and I didn't mind. I wasn't sure what to say to a guy I'd fucked after knowing him all of what-ten minutes? Apparently, he felt the same. Oh well, maybe all we'd ever amount to were a few good lays that was fine by me. I had to bite my lip to keep from smiling at the thought of last night. I don't know I could probably keep him around if it was like that all the time.
"What are you smiling about?" He asked, glancing over to me and then back to the road. Oh shit. He wasn't supposed to see that. I felt my face flush again. Damn it. "Oh, you're blushing. This must be good." He teased, smiling himself. Crap. What was I supposed to say? Surely I couldn't tell him what I was thinking about. Could I?
"It's nothing. Just remembering what my roommates had told me about their dates last night." I lied, praying he fell for it. I wasn't exactly the best liar out there. One look at him, and I knew I wasn't getting off that easily. I sighed and looked down at my lap. Crap. "I was thinking about…last night." I mumbled, not daring to look over at him. I was too embarrassed.
"Right, about that. Look, I'm-"
"If you're going to apologize for giving me a great fuck, don't. I don't want to hear it, to be perfectly honest. I don't see how there's anything to be sorry for, I mean, personally I had fun. If you didn't, or if you don't want to do it again just say so and we can avoid all this …awkward high school crock." I stated cutting him off abruptly. The truth was that my self esteem couldn't handle another blow like the one he gave this morning.
"Oh, trust me. I definitely plan on doing that again, very soon, with you. I just wanted to apologize for leaving so quickly after. I was feeling kind of…foolish. I mean, I've never done anything like that before. I've been with two other women, and both were after many months of dating them. I just…there's something about you…" He trailed off, realizing he'd said more than he intended. I just smiled. It was cute, now that he was nervous. I got the impression that he was about as used to that as I was, and that wasn't often at all.