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A/N- Capricorn75 has bullied me into posting the rest of it. Thanks.
I woke up in the dark to Edward sleeping next to me. I looked at the clock- it had only been an hour. I needed to get dressed and get going. Sometime. I had no clean clothes. I was still naked, but he was in his cashmere sleep pants and long-sleeved top. I sat up, waking him.
"I really need to get going," I said, softly.
"Stay," he said, softly, sitting up, his eyes crossing slightly from the grogginess. "Just for a while." I couldn't tell him no. I laid back down. He pressed a kiss to my bare shoulder. "You're lovely," he said. I laid down on my back as he moved over on top of me for a full kiss on my mouth. I opened my lips to him so he could explore the inside of my mouth with his tongue. It felt good. My heart rate began to speed up. I felt his arousal against my leg through his pants. They were such a nice material, it would be a shame if they were ruined. It also seemed cruel to turn him down.
I opened up my legs to him to settle between. He got up onto his hands and knees and began to take his shirt off. I ran my hands up his abdomen and pushed the fabric up over his head, slowly. I finally got to feel his body, something I hadn't done on the trestle table downstairs. He laid back down on top of me, our chests naked against each other. I wrapped my arms around him to hold onto him, my legs around his hips. He nestled his head into my neck, I could feel him breathing under my ear. He was breathing so fast, he was almost panting. It felt so good. I stroked his hair, letting him know that I liked having him close to me. His lips grazed the hollow of my neck. I moaned, softly.
He lifted his head to kiss me, softly, on the lips. I had shut him down earlier in the hospital room. How terrible of me.
I reach down between us, down the soft, supple fabric of his pants until I found what I was looking for. I gripped him at the base of the shaft and squeezed upwards. His breath hitched. A soft, quiet moan escaped his mouth when my thumb ran over the head. "Oh, Bella," he muttered.
"I want to be with you," I murmured. How many more opportunities like this was I going to have? A whole day without a child around and Edward was voluntarily taking care of me.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes," I said.
Edward, much more gently, got up to get his cashmere pajama pants off and held himself over me. He pushed his way into me much more gently than before, moaning. I pulled him close to me while offering my hips to him. He reached down to rub my clitoris and didn't stop until I came. It was more moaning and quick breaths and gentle caresses instead of violent, selfish actions. It was good. I felt needed, but I needed him.
It was, again, that sensation of falling, accompanied by a creeping blush.
"We're in a real fix, here," Edward sighed, hugging me, burying his face in my collarbone. "You need to get back to the hospital, soon." That wasn't the 'fix' he was talking about.
"I know," I said. I love you, I thought guilty.
"Let's just rest. For a few more minutes," he said.
Edward took me back to the hospital.
Alice was waiting in the hospital room with Jeannie. Charlie had gone home. "Hi. I gave Charlie your message, Edward," she said. She looked at Edward and me for a moment.
"Thanks," I said.
"No problem," she replied. "She's sleeping pretty soundly."
"Good," I said.
Jeannie was sleeping soundly in her hospital crib. She looked better tonight. I curled up on the couch with Alice as Edward said good-bye to me. He didn't say attempt to kiss me good-bye or be affectionate with me in anyway. I preferred it. I wasn't sure how everyone would take this relationship at a time like this.
"Can you believe this is the one-year anniversary of Mike's death?" Alice asked as I curled up with her.
I gasped.
No, it couldn't be. I had just made love to another man on the anniversary of my husband's death.
"Bella, are you OK?" she asked.
"I didn't realize," I stuttered.
"Oh, I know, with Jeannie being sick, it's been tough to keep up with the days," she said, patting my shoulder. "Do you want to stop by his grave? We can pick up some fresh flowers at the Safeway."
"Um, sure," I said. I certainly couldn't chicken out or say no. Alice would know something was wrong. "I just want to wait for Jeannie to wake up so I can nurse her."
"Oh, of course," she said.
A few hours later, Jeannie did wake up. She was going to be discharged in a few hours. We were going to have to be careful with her for the next week and keep her away from people. Rose and Emmett had manned the store all week. They'd do it again this next week and Charlie would help when I had to go in.
I couldn't help but feel guilty about sleeping with Edward, all over again.
When Charlie finally got back to the hospital, Alice and I went to the grocery store to get some flowers.
"Did something happen at Edward's?" she asked.
"He's a gentleman," I said, although a blush was rising in my cheeks.
"But, did something happen?" she asked. Damnit if Alice had to keep prodding. My blush was giving me away, again.
"Nothing to be concerned about," I said.
At Mike's grave, I was expecting something cataclysmic to happen, like being struck by lightning or the grave opening up and swallowing me for my infidelity. I walked across the grass and set down the flowers on the three graves, but everything was calm, just the regular rain pelting just like always in Forks.
Alice dropped me off at my house. I changed out of Edward's jeans and his white t-shirt and took a shower in my own bathroom. As I stood under the shower, touches of Edward's hands flashed through my mind- in my hair, on my back. His lips on mine. I had fallen in love with him. I ached for the comfort of him at that moment. I don't know what hurt, but I wanted him there with me.
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