Things with Edward went back to normal much faster than I had expected. He went back to randomly dropping by and I went back to having to convince Katrina that I didn't actually do the shit he made scenes about. Work returned to normal as well, I was going everywhere with him and it was great.
I also hadn't been pressured to speak with my mother again. Thank God for small miracles.
"Bella, love..." Edward called from the door. I gasped around my toothbrush and ran from the bathroom, skirting around the furniture quickly. I wiped my mouth on the way to the door and grinned triumphantly when I was able to get the door open before he started screaming.
I rested a hand on the door and another on my hip as I smirked cockily around the toothbrush.
He lifted his eyebrows and gave me a slow clap. "Your time is improving." He complimented, pulling my toothbrush out of my mouth and kissing me chastely.
"Yours hasn't, what are you doing here so early?" I asked. He looked pensive for a moment before his eyes flicked to my toothbrush he still held.
"Can't I visit my lovely girl at-" he looked at his watch with a wince. "Seven o'clock?"
"This is not an acceptable time to round up." I said pointing at the clock that hung on my wall, reading 6:31 am.
"Meh," he shrugged and stuck my toothbrush back into my mouth. "I wanted a bagel." He walked past me into my kitchen and started going through my cabinets.
"Why didn't you go to the bagel place that's like four steps away from your house?" I asked with a lifted eyebrow as I went into my bathroom again. He shrugged and pulled out a bagel, taking a quick bite.
"Why are you awake at six on Sunday morning?"
"Don't answer my question with a question." I said before continuing with my earlier task of brushing my teeth.
"Don't ask so many questions." He countered from the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and spat into the sink. When I came back out Edward was peeling off his jacket to reveal pajamas.
"Well, I couldn't sleep. So I got up."
"Look at that, I couldn't sleep either." He gave me a wary smile as he sat on the couch.
"Okay, spill." I said, sitting down and cuddling into his open arms. I draped my arm over his waist and he rested his head on top of mine.
"You know how much I love you right?" He whispered and I nodded, my stomach twisting anxiously. "You also know how much trouble the face gives me..."
I pulled out of his embrace and he frowned. "What did you do?"
"Tanya's at my house." He said, biting his lip. My jaw dropped as I stared at him.
Just when things were starting to get normal again...
"Why the fuck is she at your house?!" I screeched, looking at the clock. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Booty call." He said before pursing his lips. I felt my face flush in anger, I was outraged.
"Well I hope you know that at this point of our relationship it's no longer okay for you to ask me to drive your booty call home." I growled before getting off of the couch and walking to the pot of coffee awaiting me.
"I knew you were mad about that!" He said pointing at me.
"I'm not mad about that, I'm mad about this!" I huffed guzzling my coffee. "This is not okay, Edward."
"Calm down-"
"What? No! How am I supposed to be calm when my boyfriend comes over to tell me about his booty call?" I asked before pouring then downing another cup of coffee.
"Don't be so dramatic, Bella. It was just a call, doesn't mean she got the booty. I'm in a monogamous relationship, thanks for believing in me though." He rolled his eyes and stood from the couch, coming to lean on my counter.
"Sorry..." I sighed. How the hell was I supposed to react when he told me that? Pat him on the back?
"It's okay, you're cute so I'll let it pass." He winked and I blushed again. "But seriously," He sobered up. "Tanya's still at my house."
"Why'd you let her in?" I asked and he shrugged.
"Southern hospitality." He retorted as though it were a perfectly valid reason. "But hey, don't I get props for leaving and coming here?"
I furrowed my eyebrows, "No... You let her in and left?"
"Yes. I mean, explained that I only sleep with you now." He shrugged, wrapping his arms around my waist and kissing my nose.
"I hope you used a different term." I said, my lips quirking up.
"Nah, you know how extremely limited my vocabulary is." He shrugged, leaning back so that he could see my face.
"You came here so that I could help you get rid of her, didn't you?" He nodded and looked down at the minimal amount of cleavage showing over my tank top.
"She won't leave." He whimpered, his eyes still glued to my chest.
"Well let's go." I sighed and he bit his lip trailing a finger down my neck to the tops of my breasts.
"Actually I'm kind of horny, can we have a quickie before we leave?" He asked, cupping my braless boob with a groan.
"No." I answered; I just wanted to bitch at Tanya and then sleep. He pouted and I sighed, bunching the bottom of my shirt up in my hands. I lifted the front of my shirt up to my shoulders and he groaned, palming himself over his jeans. I leaned up and kissed him quickly before lowering my shirt.
"Fuck..." He hissed. "God... When we get back..." He said before palming my cheek. I patted his stomach and said nothing as I headed to my bedroom.
~-!-~
"She's still here." I huffed as we got there a half hour later. Tanya's bright red convertible sat in his driveway making me grimace.
"She said she'd wait." He said biting his lip. "Well I told her I was going to the bathroom." I left the car and took off up the steps, not waiting for him. I used the key he gave me and entered the house.
"Edward?" Tanya's nasally voice called from the family room. I marched in and put my hands on my hips, looking at her lounged on his couch, decked out in lingerie that probably cost more than my car. "What are you doing here?" She asked sitting up and making her negligee ride up. I scoffed and furrowed my eyebrows, truly not believing this shit.
"Oh damn..." Edward's voice was strained as he came into the room, getting a good look at her. "She was not wearing that when I left..." Yet, despite his words, my temper went from zero to sixty.
"Tanya, you should go." I gritted, palming my forehead. "Edward and I are together, he's no longer interested, dear." I shook my head and she gave me a doubtful stare, sitting up and crossing her legs. She leaned over on the couch, using her arms to push her tits together as she looked over my shoulder.
"You sure? He looks pretty interested to me." She said lowly, trying to pull off sexy and instead sounding asphyxiated.
"I'm not." He said with affirmation. "I told you that."
"Really?" She pouted her overly injected lips at us and tilted her head to the side. "Because I think I see my fatty coming out to play..." She said biting her lip. My anger that had been steadily rising peaked sharply as I spun on Edward.
"Is she talking about your dick?!" I hissed and he nodded, looking rightfully ashamed.
"Tanya, stop." He growled.
"You've changed so much since high school, Edward." She shook her head. "You used to be fun, back when you didn't give a shit about this one." I rolled my eyes and Edward scoffed. There wasn't even a need to justify that with a response. Edward had always cared about me, whether he wanted to fuck me or not.
She stood and stepped closer to us. "You remember? Prom, with me and Lauren. That was a good night…" She winked and I pursed my lips. "After we got rid of her." I winced and Edward let out a harsh breath.
"Tanya-" He huffed.
"Oh, she doesn't know?" She pointed at me and I looked over my shoulder in confusion. "Poor girl. Didn't even realize she'd gotten ditched after her first time. And for us none the less." My face burned angrily as my fists clenched at my side. She was asking for it, she was well aware that I knew about Prom. I'd had enough.
"If you aren't out of his house in five minutes I'm going to beat the shit out of you, Tanya. How dare you say that?" I growled, trying to think back to the last and only fight I'd ever been in.
Prom, junior year. It was actually Lauren, Tanya's best friend, and mine at the time, and I fucked her up.
"You go somewhere else." I told him, he gave me a wary look before heading off. Tanya's sultry look faded into one of severe cattiness as she watched him leave and then looked at me.
"God, Isabella," she rolled her eyes. "Get over yourself. You're waiting your time; we all know he's just slumming it with you." She snapped as she snatched up all of her shit.
"Yeah what the fuck ever, whore." I scoffed, watching as she walked past me to the door. "If you ever do some shit like that again I will ruin your nose job first and then I still won't ask questions." She let out a frustrated scream and left the house, slamming the door behind her.
"Fucking idiot." I rolled my eyes as I stared at the door. Edward's footsteps crept up behind me and I clenched and unclenched my fists.
"Thanks, baby." Edward said biting his lip as he looked at me. They shone with lust and I huffed.
It was ridiculous to be angry about something that happened eight years ago, but Tanya's mention drudged up old feelings. I'd pretty much gotten over the whole prom thing, but it was still a sore subject.
"No problem." I said stiffly. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, pressing his hard cock into my ass. "Is that for Tanya?" I asked, pulling away from him.
"Are you serious?!" He scoffed. "Baby, I've been hard for you long before Tanya. You look sexy when you're mad, that made my problem worse." He pressed a kiss to my neck and I tensed.
"I'm too fucking pissed to even…" I huffed and shook my head.
"Yeah?" He asked, grinding into my ass as he brought a hand up to grope my still braless chest. Heat reflexively rushed to my legs and I leaned back against him as my stomach clenched. He grabbed my shirt and whipped it over my head, spinning me so that I faced him before he lowered his mouth to my nipples. I let out as shaky sigh as his light but delicious licks and sucks. He easily lifted me off the ground, his hand pressed to my lower back so that I arched into his mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned as he nipped the side of my breast.
"Still too mad?" He whispered into my skin before trailing kisses up my neck until he reached my mouth.
"Just make it hard." I whispered, my anger converting into raw lust. His green eyes darkened as he stared at me and I grabbed his hair.
"Upstairs." He growled, before setting me on my wobbly feet. "I want you naked when I get up there." I nodded and hurried up the stairs, when I got to the top I shed my pants and pulled my hair out of its pony tail. Edward was upstairs with me in no time, pushing his pants down his hips as he stood in the doorway.
I kneeled on the end if the bed, beckoning Edward with a finger. He came to me and grasped my hips, pushing me onto my back. He braced himself above me, his cock resting against me. He rocked against me, setting my nerves on fire.
"I need more." I gasped, he reached down and grabbed my thighs. He pushed my legs apart and slid down my body slowly.
"I owe you, baby." He said looking under his lashes at me. He placed a kiss on my navel. I held my breath as he breathed in my scent. He held my gaze as he spread my lips and ducked his head giving me a languid lick up my slit. My breathing picked up at the sensation and I grabbed his hair, too impatient to wait on him. I lifted my hips to his face, grinding against his mouth.
"Ung," I moaned as I bucked against him. As delicious as it was I needed his cock. My fatty. "Come up here, baby." I groaned, tugging on his hair. I moved from under him and he turned onto his ass, allowing me to mount him.
"This is mine." I hissed, grabbing his cock and leading it to my soaked lips.
"Of course." He said gripping my hips and slamming into me.
"Fucking..." I dropped onto him heavily as the image of Tanya on his couch flashed in my mind, making me growl. My eyes narrowed and I flipped my hair over my shoulder. Edward's hips bucked off of the bed, meeting my thrusts roughly.
His eyebrows were furrowed as he looked down to where we were joined. His eyes flicked up to mine and he smirked before biting his lip an slamming me into him harder.
My mind switched from being completely immersed in Edward to being furious at Tanya and back again, multiple times. "Fucking bitch!" I growled my hands tightening in his hair.
"Let's keep it dirty, not hurtful." He brushed my hair back and leaned up to kiss me. I braced my hands on his chest and pushed him down. I dropped a kiss to his lips and leaned back, grabbing his ankles. The new angle filled me so much that it almost hurt.
"Not you." I growled rolling my hips against his. "Fucking Tanya."
"Why are you thinking about Tanya?" He asked, tilting his head up and grunting.
"I can't fucking believe her!" I punctuated my words by lifting all the way off of him and engulfing him once again. "Fucking twat." I leaned forward again and grabbed his shoulders.
"Jesus, B!" He winced and pulled my hands from his shoulders, making me fall onto his chest. He flipped us again, so that he could be in control. He lifted my hands above my head, and threaded our fingers together.
"I'm sorry, I'm just so fucking pissed." I relaxed under his hold and he let go of my hand, moving his down, between our slick bodies.
"Just focus on us, baby. You and me." His eyes were pleading as he rubbed my clit. "Forget Tanya, I couldn't give less of a fuck about her. You and me." He whispered before kissing me slowly as his tempo slowed to slow languid thrusts. I nodded and closed my eyes, letting the immense pleasure wash over me in waves.
"I love you." I whimpered, still riding out my orgasm.
"I love you more, honey." He smiled when I opened my eyes and ducked his head in the crook of my neck. I let my free hand reach up and gently tangle in his hair. His thrusts soon turned uneven and shallow, I met his thrusts bringing him closer. I reached down and rolled his balls in my hand, massaging them with the aid of my cum.
"Fuck." He groaned, grinding into me as he came in long spurts. He rolled us over again, so that I partially lay on top of him. I rested my head on his chest and ran my clean fingers through his hair. "That was amazing."
"It always is." I whispered with a nod, watching his eyelids flutter shut. I pressed a kiss to his chest and moved my head to the pillow next to his, watching as he slept.
"Bella," He said softly, long after I thought he'd gone to sleep.
"Hmm?"
"Don't… Don't worry about me with anyone else. Ever." His eyes were soft as he picked up my hand, kissing it. "You're it for me. There's no one else I'd rather be with. Trust me."
I nodded and ran the tips of my fingers over his cheek. "I do… I don't trust her…"
"Don't let her get to you. You know how she is." I nodded and then the doorbell rang, making me jump. Neither of us moved from our positions to get the door. It was quiet for a while and I'm assuming whoever it was got bored and left, until the doorknob twisted.
"Damn it!" Edward hissed. "Not now."
"Edward, how dare you ignore me!" Esme's voice echoed through the house and we both sat up. "I know you're here, I saw your car in the garage and oh." She stopped speaking and I lifted an eyebrow. "Well, I'm assuming that it's Bella who's here with you."
"What?" I whispered. How'd she know? Edward shrugged and jumped out of bed, hurriedly donning on clothes before heading into the bathroom and washing his hands, amongst other things.
"It better be Isabella, Edward Anthony Cullen!" She yelled up to him. He rolled his eyes and groaned. "Get down here!" I bit my lip, chuckling at his exasperation.
"It is Bella! I'm coming, Mum!" He called out the still open door. I got out of bed to close it, taking Edward's sheet with me. I went to my drawer and pulled it open, grabbing my extra clothes and a hair tie.
"Edward!" Esme yelled up. He opened the bathroom door and gave me an annoyed wide eyed look. I snickered and headed in after him. I quickly dressed and took care of my hygiene needs before heading downstairs to meet with Edward and Esme. When I entered the kitchen they were both on opposite sides of his island. Edward's cheeks were bright red as she laughed.
"Hey, Esme." I smiled and hugged her.
"Hello, dear." She gestured to the barstool next to her and pushed a folded shirt and bra towards me. "I'm assuming these are yours." My face flushed bright red as I took the clothes, pushing them behind me on the counter.
"I was just coming to remind you about the Rochester's charity event next weekend. I'm sure both of you will be attending?" She asked with a smile, relishing in Edward's and my embarrassment.
"Uh, yeah. Of course." He said with wide eyes before mouthing 'sorry' to me when she turned her gaze on me. Edward had promised that we could just stay home and eat ice cream while we judged everyone there via the televised broadcast. I smiled, it couldn't be that bad…
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