A/N: Yes, an early update because Edward kept nudging me. He had things to say, that one, so chatty! Hope you like it, enjoy and review!
Last night, for the first time, I almost hated Bella Swan. After the Mr. Grant's debacle, I drove aimlessly for almost two hours, losing myself on the deserted roads. Losing myself in more ways than one because, at one point, I didn't know where I was anymore. Finally back on a familiar road, I went back home, exhausted and disenchanted about everything.
To add to my already heavy mood, I found my very worried and slightly angry mother in the kitchen. After apologizing profusely and being the usual good boy she always knew, I finally was able to join my room and collapse on my bed. I fell asleep almost immediately but my dreams, traitors that they were, were filled with Bella's scent, eyes and laughter. At one point, I relived our kiss with such clarity and realism it actually woke me up. I decided to get up, since it was already nine in the morning.
Emmett was alone in the kitchen, quietly drinking his coffee. Mom had left a note, saying she had left for her morning run. I was glad she had taken to running again, since it was good for her health and helped her sleep. I sat next to my brother on one of the bar stools with my own cup and cereals.
"Edward, where were you last night? Mom was so worried, bro. It's so not like you to do things like that…" He finished, watching me curiously.
I sighed and decided that I could tell him the partial truth. "I drove for a while, I needed to think and driving helps me do that." He didn't look convinced.
"The driving part, I understand but where were you really? I know you didn't make any buddies yet." I was busted and I knew it. "Mom may be completely out of it right now, but I see you Edward. I know something's going on with you."
"You're too bright for your own good, you know that?" I asked with a resigned smile.
"Yes, I know." He shrugged and put his hand on my shoulder, a serious expression on his face. I braced myself for the next question.
"Would it have to do with that hottie teacher of yours?" he asked very softly, as if afraid of the answer. "You like her don't you?"
I snorted, I couldn't help it. Like was the last word I would have used to describe my feelings for Bella.
"Not exactly." I answered in what I hoped was a detached tone.
"More than like, huh? I knew it…" He sighed and shook his head. "Bro, you are in a dead end situation. You have to get out of it."
I scoffed. "It isn't easy to do. You act wise and all but you don't know how I feel!" My voice had progressively raised and I almost yelled the last word.
"Now I know, I think." He smiled sadly. "What are you going to do?"
"I have no idea …" I said, tugging at my hair violently, like I always did when I needed to resolve something.
"The way I see it, you have a choice to make. One, you forget about her, understand that she's a teacher and totally out of your league and unattainable. You find yourself a girl at school and finally get laid…" he finished with a malicious smile.
"Emmett!" I growled. "Get to the point because I don't want to listen to my not even sixteen-year-old brother talking to me about getting laid."
"Alright, so impatient! Well, the second solution would be to talk to Miss Sexy Teach' and convince her that you're her man."
At that, I burst out laughing, a bitter laugh that didn't amuse Emmett. "What, it could happen!"
"Right…" I murmured, downhearted.
"Bro, I saw her at the supermarket. She looked at you like you were an oasis in the desert. Pretty much the same way you look at her, actually."
"Really?" I couldn't help but ask. "You know what? Forget it, it's a dead end like you said. I should forget about it."
I decided that a change of topic was in order. "What about you and Rosalie?" I asked, focusing the spotlight on him.
"She's…uumm…really something else." He stuttered. He never stuttered about a girl before.
"How do you feel about her?" I asked, suddenly curious.
"I don't know…She doesn't know I exist. I tried to talk to her but she didn't even stop and listen to me." He finished, defeated.
"Do you mean that Emmett Cullen, the almighty ladies' man, the guy who fears no girl, finally met his match?" I asked, teasing him.
"It's not funny!" He yelled.
"Ok, ok, man I'm sorry…Calm down, will you?"
"What am I going to do, Edward? I want to be with her." His voice was sad and desperate.
"Maybe, try and make her jealous, it might work…" I suggested.
"Maybe…You should try too with Miss Swan that if she doesn't listen to you." He shot me a conniving look. I smiled and bumped his fist.
"We'll see…" After sharing his thoughts about Rosalie for a few more minutes, Emmett went to play basketball with some of his team members and I was left to my own devices.
Mom went back an hour later and I apologized to her again. She waved her hand as if it was nothing but I knew she appreciated it.
I couldn't stay in the house for too long. I needed to go out before I went crazy. So, after working on my various assignments, I decided to go back to Café Orwell for a well-deserved coffee. I might have been a little masochistic to go back there but I needed this link with Bella, as tenuous as it might be.
I couldn't foresee what would happen there. I entered the café totally oblivious but it didn't last long. In front of me stood a very embarrassed looking Heidi and my beautiful astounded teacher.
I decided then and there that I wouldn't be abused anymore. I wanted to get out of there, fast. All my good resolutions went to the window when Bella followed me outside, her breathing labored and her arm grasping mine tightly.
"Don't leave…please. We need to talk." Her tone was almost begging. I caved immediately, simply because I was the biggest idiot and couldn't resist her. I followed her back inside.
The client of the café was paying as we went back and quickly exited the place. We were alone with Heidi and she looked like she was desperate for something to do.
"Well, it seems like my presence in this fine establishment is not required right now. There's a fresh pot of coffee right here, guys. Help yourself, I'll be…somewhere." And before our stunned eyes, she practically ran away from her own café. Now, it was just the two of us.
Bella was silently staring at me and I stared back. She didn't look like she slept at all last night. Dark circles under her eyes betrayed her lack of rest. Could this have to do with me? I started to hope, against all reason that she spent the night thinking about what happened. That maybe she wasn't indifferent to me.
She looked as beautiful as ever, her beautiful face a little pale and her rosy lips mesmerizing me and stealing my self-control. She looked at me with an almost hungry look on her face and I lost it. I decided that talking could wait. She apparently had come to the same conclusion because she backed me up against the counter and kissed me lightly, as if she was afraid of my reaction.
She shouldn't have worried. I kissed her lips reverently as if I was tasting a delicious fruit. She became ravenous and attacked me again, like the first time. She devoured my mouth with passion and I heard her moaning loudly. In the middle of my lusty haze, I turned us around and gave back with all I had. I wanted her to feel what she was doing to me so I pressed myself against her entirely. My very hard and happy dick met her center and even through the clothes, I could feel how hot she was. I almost lost my mind then and from the needy whimper she emitted, she was right there with me.
Soon, we were grinding against each other and grunting. My noises were lost in hers. I felt good, oh so good but my brain, the annoying little shit, kept repeating me that something was wrong. Finally, finally and after an inhuman effort, I detached my burning lips from her sinful mouth and whispered in her ear.
"Stop now or I'll take you right here."
I meant that.
Yes, bad evil cliffe again, he he…Don't worry, you won't have to wait for too long. Thank you to everyone sticking with me through our lovers' torturous ways. Thank you for your kind reviews, especially Pattypattz who continuously supports me and Trixiepatz, whose reviews I can't answer but appreciate all the same. XO, Steph
