21-Taking Care of Bella
EPOV
When I saw the bruises marring my Bella's skin, I wanted to go back and kill the mangy mutt. He hurt my Bella, and now she's crying!
I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her tears away.
"Bella, turn and face Edward. I need to get a look at your back" she did as she was told, I took her hands in mine and whispered my love to her as my father cleaned the scrapes on her back. Every time she would wince I would make sure to kiss her. I felt so useless in this situation...but knowing I got there in time to stop anything more horrible from happening made it a little bit better.
"Okay Bella. I'm all done." There was a knock at the door and Esme came in with some of my pyjamas.
"I know how much I like stealing Carlisle's PJ's...so I figured you can do the same to Edwards." Bella smiled at that.
"Thank you Esme. I do prefer Edward's clothes...they're just SO much more comfy!" Bella said in a voice that would sound happy to anyone else...but I knew better.
Carlisle was finished so I took Bella to my room and set her down on the bed. "Do you want to shower?"
"Um...." she looked down at her hands in her lap, a faint blush on her cheeks "Yea...but I'm kinda dizzy. Do you think you could help me? We can keep our suits on?"
I had to chuckle at how sweet and completely embarrassed she was. "Certainly my dear Bella. Anything for you." I gently lifted her from the bed and took us to my bathroom. I helped her out of her shorts and shoes and into the shower. I was in right behind her in only my swim trunks. Despite seeing her all day at the beach wearing the same suit...this felt different. The electricity in the air was palpable.
I gently washed all the sea water from her hair using the strawberry shampoo I got for her to keep here. She winced a bit as the soapy water stung her cuts.
"I am so sorry Bella..I didn't think.."
"Stop! It's not your fault. It doesn't even sting anymore. Thank you for helping me Edward" She turned around in the shower and kissed me gently....at first. The kiss became increasingly more heated as her hands snaked around my neck, mine immediately going to rest on her hips. She turned us so that I was against the wall of the shower, and she was in front of me with her leg hitched up on my hip. I know she could feel my arousal...especially when she ground her hips into mine, eliciting a moan from us both. This was getting too far...we needed to stop before I lost all control and took her right there in the shower...with my parents down the hall and the rest of our friends and family on the way.