Chapter 6 ... Coffee = Curses

B P.O.V

I glared sitting across from satin himself. He smirked and leant forward so his forearms rested on the table.

"Ogling are we?" he smiled.

I snorted and he looked suddenly amused. "If you haven't realised. This." I pointed to my eyes. "This is called; glaring. I do it to people I do not like"

"It's not a matter if you like me Bella. It's that you find me attractive"

I laughed without humour, damn he can see right through me. He is handsome, I'll be perfectly honest but he is evil.

He smiled and toyed with his cup of black coffee.

"So what do you want to be" he asked, drinking.

"A stripper" I joked and he choked on his coffee.

I chuckled "Joking." I smirked happily. "I want to be a English teacher or a novelist"

He smiled at the table and I resisted the urge –for the fifth time- to throw my Latte in his face, just for the fun of it.

"What about you?" I asked.

He smiled. "I want to be a pianist"

I was shocked, I never thought he would want to be a pianist, I thought more along the lines of porn star.

I became instantly curious "Do you have a weekend job?"

He bushed, Edward Cullen actually blushed. "I-uh. I do"

"What is it?"

He shifted uncomfortably. "I'd rather not discuss it" he smiled.

I became really intrigued but let it drop. Weird Cullen.

"You?" he asked.

"I work at Newton's store"

"Mike's parents?" he asked, frowning.

I nodded, I had barely ever talked to Mike and he just kind of watched me from afar, except that one night at the party we danced. He was sweet and kind of cute though, baby cute.

I swear I thought I heard him growl, Edward was currently dating Jessica and everyone knew that Jessica crushed on Mike.

"Holding a grudge are we?" I teased.

He sighed then smirked at me. "Jealous are we?" he asked.

"Not at all" I said innocently.

"You? It must be irritating to have your girlfriend be in love with someone else, Cullen"

The moment I said it I felt guilty. It was a below the belt comment and I felt instantly bad whoever it was aimed at.

He shrugged. "I like Jessica, I do. But she isn't the girl for me. I like someone else, and Mike just can't keep his grotty hands to himself." Edwards face was covered in rage making me cower slightly.

"Do I know her?" I asked.

He looked up at me for a second before dropping his gaze. "No."

I nodded.

"So who do you like?" he looked curious and somewhat weary.

"Oh. You know, multiple male actors" I smiled.

He snorted and shook his head in amusement.

"So are we just going to drink coffee all day?" Edward asked, his tone sultry.

I shot him daggers.

"You're not planning on stalking me, are you Cullen?"

He chuckled. "Not at all, Swan. I'm just going to innocently follow you around"

I hate him. He's so sure of himself. Cocky. Arrogant. Obnoxious. Hot!

Damn Cullen to the fiery pits of hell.

"So what are we doing, Bella"

I growled.

"How about I take you to the library, I need to go there anyway. I'm supposed to return a book" Edward stated.

I sighed, as if I have any choice in the matter. Which, I have none, none whatsoever.

. . . .

I soon found myself in a quant library, it was beautiful. Dark oak beams spotted along high ceilings. Small seating area and rows of books.

I looked through the book covers and read their very undetailed blurbs.

I was looking at the first book in the Gemma Doyle Trilogy when I felt hot breath on the back of my neck.

My breathing hitched and my heart thumped.

"I can take that out for you" his velvety voice was sincere and almost innocent.

I quirked an eyebrow at him as he took the book from my hands.

"What makes you think I want that book" I said stubbornly.

"Why not try it, be adventurous" he shrugged. "Plus you know what they say; never judge a book by its cover"

I rolled my eyes as we made our way to the desk.

"Hello, Dear" the old woman in her sixties smiled at Edward.

Edward grinned. "Hello, Mrs. Peterson."

The woman was beautiful, elegant. She had white hair that twisted into a complicated bun. Her eyes a soft blue and her smile bright, the wrinkles on her face seemed to make her all the more beautiful.

"Another book already, Mr. Cullen?" she chuckled making Edward smile brightly.

"Of course Mrs. Peterson." He said handing her a book.

I gasped when I saw the cover it was Romeo & Juliet by William Shakespeare, something I thought Edward would never borrow.

"The woman scanned the book and put it under the desk in a tray as Edward handed her the book he wanted to take out.

"Again, Mr. Cullen?" the woman laughed.

Edward nodded. "I love it"

I looked at the cover of this book to see it was, To Kill A Mockingbird. I looked at Edward from the corner of my eye, I never knew he read the classics.

The old woman smiled as Edward handed her the book I had been looking at and she scanned them both out.

Mrs. Peterson then looked at me and her lips moved up into a soft welcoming smile.

"Hello, darling" she sang.

"Hello" I grinned back.

"Why aren't you a lovely couple" she complemented.

I was about to correct her when Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me in, his chin balanced on my head as he rubbed soothing circles into my palm.

The librarian smiled wider at this. "Lovely indeed"

I couldn't help but relax in Edward's arms as he pulled me tighter to his side and kissed me tenderly on the forehead. This seemed to send a shock of electricity through me which I decided to ignore.

I wanted badly to slap him but for some reason my body wasn't willing and I couldn't with Mrs. Peterson there.

Mrs. Peterson put the books in a bag and handed it to Edward.

"Bye dears" she hummed.

"Bye, Mrs. Peterson" Edward and I said in unison.

Edward was still holding me as he pulled us out the library.

I extracted myself from his arms and turned to glare.

"What the hell was that?" I demanded.

He shrugged and took my hand leading me to the car. He opened the Volvo door and I glared but sat in before he closed it and made his way to his side.

He sat in and for the first five minutes of driving we sat in silence.

"Shakespeare huh?" I said out of the blue.

He nodded and glanced at me for a second, his face void of all emotion.

The rest of the way back to the Hales we were in silence.

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