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Here I am! Hellooo! Thank you for the reviews guys! I have to warn you that a make out situation is coming…So if you don't want to read that part….just skip it.

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Chapter 15

The Piano

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With his eyes on the road he took a deep breath and he answered.

"He is my father"

"What?" I asked in shock. The owner of the Bank was his father. He had robbed the Bank his father owned.

"He is my father, Bella," he repeated his words. The third Cullen was his father.

"Then, wh- why did you…" I didn't know what to say.

I forced the words out.

"Why did you and your friends rob your father's Bank?" That didn't make any sense!

"They are not my friends," he said with his eyes still fixed on the road as he was trying to park the car.

"Who are they?"

"Em and the other guy are my brothers; you know Rosalie," he said. His brothers? Oh my God! But why he would do something like that?

"Why don't we go inside?" he asked me. He got out of the car and came to the other side to open my door. He showed me a door a few meters away from the car and we stepped inside a room.

Wow!

My eyes were open wide as I surveyed my surroundings in awe.

A big black piano was in the middle of the small room. Was this his apartment?

I took a step forward because I wanted to touch the piano.

My mom had one white piano. She used to play and I watched her, singing along. I never tried to play the piano but I knew the basics. I knew how to read music, for example, but not particularly well.

I took another step forward and reached out my hand to touch the piano. The wood was so perfect, because it reminded me of my mom's piano, but in a black color.

"You like it?" I heard his voice whisper. I couldn't speak. This was so perfect, so amazing. I didn't know what to say. It reminded me of my mom so much.

Suddenly a tear escaped me eyes. What was going on with the tears? I was crying too often.

"Bella?" he asked.

"I love it," I answered his previous question. I turned around to see him standing right behind me. He saw the tear.

"Bella, what-" He didn't finish his sentence because I crushed my lips on his.

His hands went around my waist and because I am short, he leant down to make the kiss deeper.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and his hands went on my ass as he lifted it, put in on the piano and wrapped his hands around my body.

We were kissing and my hands went towards his blouse, pulling it off him. When he was topless he put his hands on my shirt to take it off me.

When we were both topless, I realized that I wanted him to take me.

But not here.

"Edward," I whispered against his lips.

"What?" he asked.

"Not on the piano."

He froze. Then he realized my words and he took me in his lap, my legs around his waist and his hands on my back.

He put me on the couch and he was kissing me.

I was wearing a polka dotted red bra that was a little bit smaller than the other bra of mine, and it was pressing my boobs tightly.

His lips went on my neck and I was moaning softly. Then his lips went on my boobs and he was moaning.

"I see you like my boobs," I whispered to him. He looked up at me.

"Are you crazy? I love them!" he said as he buried his face again in my boobs.

After a minute of kissing and touching, he spoke.

"Are you hungry?" he asked. He wanted to play. I liked it. He wanted me to suck his cock? Okay!

"Yeah, I am," I said eagerly. I put my hand on his cock. He froze and moaned in pleasure at the same time.

"I didn't mean this," he said. Oh. My cheeks were red and I was blushing harder and harder as he looked at me.

"I mean, it is morning. Don't you want breakfast?" he asked. I didn't speak. I felt so embarrassed.

"Hey, don't be ashamed," he said as his lips met mine only for a second. I didn't speak. "I would love to see your fleshy lips around my cock," he said as he kissed me one more time. "But not now, honey," he said as he leant down to kiss me one more time.

After a minute I spoke.

"Yes Edward, I am hungry," I said finally, answering his previous question.

We stood up and he headed into a hallway.

"Um, what do you want to eat?" he asked from the other room. This place was too small. How was it possible to have two rooms?

"I don't know. Whatever you will eat."

"Okay," he answered back.

I was wondering if I could touch the piano. I took a step closer to it, and I pressed one key.

It didn't sound like my mom's piano but it was similar.

I took another step closer, and a second, and third…

I sat on the little chair in front of the piano. I put my hands on the keys and hesitantly started to push them. I decided to play a song that my mom always used to play.

I pushed the right keys, and the song started to fill the air.

I made a few mistakes at the beginning because I didn't really remember what my mom had taught me.

But after a few notes, I was playing quite well.

I was hesitant at first and wanted to sing the song, but Edward might hear.

Finally, I sang the first lyrics of the song.

"Turn around, every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round." I took a big breath.

"Turnaround, every now and then I get a
little bit tired of listening to the sound of my tears." I didn't even remember how long since I had last sung that song.

"Turnaround, every now and then I get a
little bit nervous that the best of all the years have gone by." I really liked this song. I sang a little more but my voice started to sing too loud.

"And I need you now tonight
And I need you more than ever
And if you'll only hold me tight
We'll be holding on forever..."

My voice was too loud but I didn't care. I wanted to sing my mom's favourite song.

"And we'll only be making it right
Cause we'll never be wrong, tog-" Then I heard a thud.

I stopped singing and playing and I focused on Edward who was looking at me with wide eyes and he was holding a disc, which was now on the floor.

Was he angry because I touched his piano?

By the look of his eyes I could tell he was definitely angry with me.

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Teaser for Chapter 16

"But Edward, you said that-"

"I know I know I said that… But I am not…" he didn't finish his sentence.

He was not ready, not yet anyway.

"Okay, Edward. I understand," I said.

"Thank you." Then again he buried his face into my neck and I was moaning.

I had questions though. Several questions.

"Is this your apartment?" I asked.

I felt him laugh on my neck.

"No, Bella. This is the place I practice in," he said. Oh. He had two apartments. The practice apartment and the original one.

We stood by his piano for several minutes, kissing and touching.

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