This chapter is for deepcutfighter, who was the first one to get the songs right! Wohoo! Okay, sorry to dissapoint you, but I'm not going to update the sequel to DSLM for a while. I really need to work on it, okay?
Chapter Six
Previously: I didn't hear Carlisle when he came in. I didn't realize how close he was behind me. I turned in my chair, and found my face two inches from his. (DUN DUN DUNNNNN!)
His cool breath fanned across my face. I looked up into his eyes. They were staring at my lips.
I looked down at his lips, and my eyes flashed back up to his. He was staring right into my eyes. It felt like he could see right through me, and into my soul.
I was still indecisive.
"Be happy," Edward's voice whispered like it had that night with Jake just a few days ago.
His eyes flashed back down to my mouth again.
He slowly leaned in.
His cool lips brushed mine lightly, and he pulled away.
Follow me everything is alright.
I'll be the one to tuck you in at night.
And if you
Want to leave I can guarantee,
You won't find nobody else like me.
I lifted up, and pressed my lips back to his.
He froze, and then relaxed.
His hands were on the desk behind me.
I slid my hands up his arms, and slowly wrapped them around his neck.
He pulled away sooner than I liked.
I dropped my arms from around his neck, and smiled. He smiled back.
His golden eyes were smoldering.
I turned my chair back around, smiling like an idiot.
At dinner, Charlie asked how everything was doing.
"Well, we cleaned my room today," I told him, cutting up my steak. Carlisle was eating, but his face showed that he hated how it tasted.
"How did that go?"
"Really well." I smiled. "We finished in about thirty minutes."
Carlisle smiled, even though he was eating human food.
The kiss had been the best kiss I had ever had. It may have been short, but there was a lot of passion in it.
Charlie looked back and forth between me and Carlisle.
I ducked my head down and hurriedly began to put steak into my mouth.
After dinner, Charlie came up to my room. Carlisle was downstairs on the couch.
"Bells? Can I come in?" he asked from behind the door.
"Sure." I was lying across my bed, reading Wuthering Heights.
"I want to talk to you about Carlisle, and about you two," he said, standing in the doorway.
"Yes, Dad?" I was curious about what he had to say.
"Well, I have noticed how close you two are becoming...And how you've been...how do I put this? Sleeping together. Is anything going on between you guys?" Charlie looked uncomfterable.
I blushed. "Dad...I...Nothing has happened. If anything happens, I will let you know, okay?" I desperately wanted him out of my room.
"Okay." He looked relieved--sort of--that I wasn't sleeping with him.
"Goodnight, Dad," I said, looking back down to my book.
"'Night, Bells." He shut my door, and I heard him go back downstairs.
Poor Carlisle. He has to endure watching TV with Charlie.
I put my book down, and turned off my lamp. I crawled under my covers, and fell asleep.
That was the first night that I drempt of Carlisle Cullen.
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