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Song: Summer Love by Justin Timberlake

BPOV

Discreet ass pats in the kitchen.

Sudden needs to run back up to the house to get a drink.

Secret pinkie touches when nobody was looking.

My life had become filled with covert signs of affection, and if I wasn't completely paranoid about getting caught, I'd almost be nauseated by the sweetness of it all.

Desperate times called for desperate measures.

That had become my motto over the past few days, as Edward and I tried to keep our 'whatever this was' under wraps. We'd become quite creative in our little rendezvous, though sometimes we were able to just stick to the basics.

Like this morning, we were steaming things up in a 295 degree, because it wasn't air-conditioned, storage closet in the garage. It smelled like melting plastic and pesticides, our clothes were sticking to everything and we were sweaty and slippery, and I was also convinced we were surrounded by a gazillion spiders. I didn't care at all.

Especially if he kept…doing...that. Edward came across as somewhat shy and sweet, but more and more I had started to think that he was more confident than he let on. You know, when it was just us, behind closed doors or in the dark. He was delicious and I was basing all this on an epic session in the front seat of his car and some closeted make-out sessions. I couldn't wait to get the boy naked.

Just the thought of it combined with our current situation made me moan/groan/make some sort of indescribable noise.

"Shhhh!" Edward laughed against my skin as I tried to stifle a giggle.

"I can't help it. That tickles!" I whisper shouted, trying to bat his fingers away and yet keep them exactly where they were. It was like the sweetest kind of torture and I felt like my nerve endings were on a constant spiral and my tummy had that feeling like I was at the top of a roller coaster.

"You need to get better at being quiet, Bella. We should definitely practice." He was so not a good influence on me as I let my eyes close and my head fell back against the wooden shelf, moving it enough to cause a few half-inflated beach balls to come raining down on our heads.

We didn't stop.

We didn't stop when we heard footsteps on the ceiling above us, or when we heard the elevator start to run. We did stop when we heard voices getting closer.

"I should probably go."

"Or you could stay here with me and see if you learned anything." He pulled my earlobe with his teeth and my knees buckled.

"Stop it. I need to go, somebody could come in here."

"You don't mean that and nobody is out there. They're all…I don't know, somewhere else." I grabbed his hand and held it still because it was getting so close where it need not go. Okay, that was a lie, but it wasn't where it needed to go now. It definitely needed to go there later, perhaps for an extended stay.

Definitely for an extended stay.

"You're right, I don't, but you have to and I have to get out of here. We can't risk getting caught. Not yet. I'm going to go now; you follow in a few minutes. Maybe I'll offer to make an ABC store run later."

"Garrett and I just went yesterday. We don't need anything."

I closed my eyes slowly and patted his sweet little face. "So not the point, Edward." Giving him a quick kiss, I slipped out of the door before he could change my mind.

"Bella?" I jumped and pressed the door to the storage closet in the garage closed, hoping to god Kate didn't hear the 'oomph' that seemed really, really loud to my ears when I smacked Edward with the door.

Oops. I'd have to apologize to Edward for that later.

"Hi Kate!" I said maybe a bit too eagerly and smiled way too broadly, but I had never been a good liar. The trick was to make sure she didn't ask me anything I had to lie about, so it was all about the distract, distract, distract. "I was just going back inside and cool off, it got really hot in there."

Boy did it ever. I thought back to Edward's arms around my waist and his lips on my skin. I thought back to my hands in his hair and the way it felt to be pressed between the hard wall and his hard body, and yeah, I totally meant hard in that way.

Since that night in the car, and later in my bed, I had been obsessed with that boy. I couldn't get enough, which made things difficult since we had decided to keep our newfound spark on the down low. In the grand scheme of things, it was just easier that way, but there were so many times that I had just wanted to go sit close to him or grab his hand, or even give him a quick kiss as he left the room. Those were the moments when it was really hard.

Ahem. I needed to stay focused.

"What were you doing? I thought you said you were going to go work out?"

Oh, Kate, if you only knew.

Still leaning against the door, I racked my overheated brain to think of an excuse that wouldn't arouse too much suspicion.

Arouse. I was on a roll today.

"I did. I walked a bit, but then remembered that Charlotte said there were kayaks in here and I just wanted to take a look at them to see if it was something that we could do. Maybe tomorrow?" I started walking away from the closet, hoping that Edward heard us talking out here and knew to stay inside for at least a few more minutes. Kate looked at me strangely, but followed me towards the elevator and away from the garage.

"You look funny. Your hair is crazy and you're all red and your clothes are all wrinkly." Her eyes started to narrow a bit. "What's going on, Bella?"

"Nothing. Really. I walked on the beach, which is why my hair is all crazy. You know what that breeze can do and it's humid, so it's frizzy. Really. It's been like this all summer; I just try and stay on top of it. I haven't been back inside to fix it yet. Plus I think a spider may have landed on me when I was in there. That was what made the crashing noise."

I'd have to remind Edward to nix the hair tugging…well, at least during the daytime.

"I didn't hear anything. Are you sure you're ok? Have you been drinking? How many fingers am I holding up? Can you count backwards from a hundred?"

"Seriously, Kate. I'm not drunk, I'm just overheated." I could almost hear Edward strut around inside and I stuck my tongue out before I could stop myself. "Spider web." I said, spitting and pretending like I was going to cough up a hairball. Yup, I definitely heard him laughing. Ass.

I needed to get Kate away from there, and soon because she was getting too close. Way too close.

"Really, I'm fine. It was just way hot in that storage shed." I took a big risk, "want to check it out? Seriously, in two minutes, you'll be completely sticky." I was hoping that she'd refuse because she wasn't one to get dirty, but I may have said that a bit loudly so if she did want to go in, Edward could maybe try and hide.

"Eww, no. You look like a hot mess. Sorry, I'm just a little irritated. I think something may be going on between Peter and Charlotte, and well, that would just mess everything up. This summer was supposed to be about us, not about us and," she sneered, "them. I just wanted some time with my friends when we weren't stressing about classes or exams. When I could just relax and not worry about what that woman is doing with my father. When I could just…I don't know. Things just aren't the way I had planned, ya know?" She sighed and her shoulders slumped. If I hadn't been terrified of discovery, I would have felt a little bit sorry for her.

When I saw the handle on the door start to turn, I started talking. Loudly. "KATE. WE ARE HERE!" The handle stopped, thank god.

"Um, I know we are here and why are you yelling?"

"Sorry, I think I've still got some water in my ear from swimming this morning."

"I thought you went for a walk?"

"Oh, yeah." Damn. I needed to start keeping a list of my excuses. "Well, its crazy humid out there so it must have just accumulated." I could feel the walls start to close in and it was time to change the subject. Completely. "You know, I'm suddenly really thirsty."

I didn't address the Charlotte-Peter thing because, while I didn't know if anything had happened, one, I wasn't a liar, and two, who was I to stand in their way. Besides, they'd be absolutely precious together in an adorkable sort of way. I mean, he has an I Love Corn shirt and she's a vegan. See, made for each other.

Add to that the fact that I wasn't completely certain that Charlotte hadn't seen Edward sneak out of my room this morning and I wasn't about to stir the pot. I hadn't had a chance to talk to her yet to confirm anything, but she did seem a bit giggly this morning over her coffee and the smile on her face was a little more sinister than what I was used to from her. I absolutely needed to keep an eye on her.

EPOV

"Okay, so are we all ready to go?" Charlotte called out from the living room on Saturday night as I finished pulling on my sneakers and then headed downstairs. Bella was about to do the same, so we both looked around and took a moment to lock lips before we started the night which we were sure would be torture.

After all, spending all night together outside in the dark and being unable to touch was torture to me and with the recent increase in activity, and sexual frustration, between Bella and I, I knew she would feel the same way.

When we pulled apart, I let Bella go first and I took a nice long look at her ass in her capri's and couldn't help but notice just the outline of her thong beneath it. Unfortunately, I didn't have enough time to go rub one out, so I was stuck. At least I was until Kate appeared at the bottom of the stairs and suddenly I wasn't so hard anymore.

"Will you two hurry it up? I want to get this evening over as quickly as possible." Kate stormed away and Bella looked over her shoulder and gave me a sympathetic look.

"A few hours and we will be back here and alone," I whispered to her as she nodded her head and we made our way into the living room where Charlotte was standing in a pair of jeans and a tight fitting t-shirt with a picture of Slimer from Ghost Busters on it. I looked at Bella and gave her a 'What the fuck?' kind of glare, but she just smiled sweetly at me.

"Wonderful, the crew is all here," Charlotte declared, clearly taking charge of the evening's events. "I'm glad to see everyone dressed comfortably, like I had asked. Now, just so you know, I appreciate you guys all agreeing to come with me." I groaned and looked at Peter. He knew about Bella and I, because well we both needed someone to talk to, and he had sorta kinda blackmailed me into coming on this excursion. I wanted to stay here and fake sick and have Bella stay as my nursemaid.

Mmm…Bella as a nurse.

Regardless, Peter wouldn't relent though and here I was, very confused and wondering what the fuck Charlotte had in her hands.

"Okay, I'm just gonna come right out and ask…what in the heck are we doing?" Garrett asked as he stared at Charlotte with almost as much confusion as me. "Because that thing in your hands looks like a stud finder and I doubt you're taking us to build houses for Habitat in the dark. You're weird…but you're not that weird."

"We're going on the Beaufort Ghost Walk."

"I retract that last sentence," Garrett replied as I stifled a laugh and we both were interrupted by Peter.

"This is going to be fun, now shut the fuck up and listen to the girl." Way to play it cool there, Peter. No one will ever catch on that you like Charlotte, especially now that she is blushing as she stares at you.

"Alright, I promise that this will be fun. We're gonna drive down to Beaufort and I signed us up for a Ghost Walk that starts at ten. It's just us six, nice and private with the instructor, and it will be scary too!" Charlotte shoved a bunch of weird looking gadgets into a nearby backpack and then ushered us all out of the house. Since we all couldn't fit in one car, we decided to take two, but of course, Kate insisted on a boy's car and a girls car. I was really starting to dislike her more and more.

When we got to the gazebo at Graydon Paul Park, which was located right on the water, a girl who couldn't have been older than twenty was sitting there waiting for us. "You must be Charlotte," she said sweetly as she extended her hand out and she took it easily.

"Thanks so much for doing this private tour for us, Chelsea." The girls bantered back and forth for a moment as they discussed a bit of the tour, but I couldn't pay attention since I was busy getting elbowed in the gut by Garrett.

"Chelsea is fucking hot, man." I couldn't help but notice Kate glaring at him from the corner of my eye. This couldn't turn out well.

"Stop it, idiot," I urged as Garrett looked at in frustration. "Just for tonight ignore the hot girl okay? You can come back tomorrow and tell her your story about inventing Twitter or whatever the fuck it is that seems to get you laid…"

"The Twitter story doesn't work as well as the one I said about my family owning Cinnabon. I got a really awesome bj out of that lie." I rolled my eyes at Garrett and couldn't believe he had the nerve to be such a complete and utter tool. It was seriously like he had lost most of his brain cells since we hit the beach. Garrett was usually obsessed with women, but he was super smart and took his academics seriously. Lately, he was just a douchebag.

"Okay, new plan. How about you just shut the fuck up tonight and tag along on a walk?"

"What has you in such a shit mood?"

"You seem to have lost all respect for women. It's mind boggling how much you have changed since we left Wake."

"Fine…I was just trying to enjoy my summer, but for tonight I will be on my best behavior for you, Dad." Garrett stormed away and went to hang out with Peter as Chelsea and Charlotte proceeded to give us an overview on what we were doing. It seemed Charlotte had given Chelsea a hefty tip and we would be going into one of the haunted houses on the tour that was abandoned. Oh boy!

We walked for about five minutes down Front Street, with Chelsea leading the way and telling us all about the haunted history in Beaufort. Apparently the most haunted place in town was The Hammock House, which was Blackbeard's house, but we would be seeing that near the end of the tour. We went to a few small locations first and sure enough, Charlotte was beyond excited about every little thing Chelsea explained to her.

Peter was constantly taking pictures, no doubt at Charlotte's insistence, but he seemed just as thrilled as she did. As Chelsea was explaining about something called orbs and misplaced energy, I stood off to the back of the group and grab's Bella's hand in mine. When she moved closed, our friends all actually paying attention, I couldn't help the urge I had to kiss her. Unfortunately I couldn't do that, so I leaned in and whispered in her ear instead.

"I miss touching you." I knew Bella was blushing even though it was dark outside, and I stroked the back of her palm with my fingers. "I can't wait to touch you…everywhere."

"Holy shit, did you see that?" Kate shouted as Bella and I quickly separated and grew anxious.

"Nope, didn't see anything," I claimed nervously as my eyes darted over to Bella's.

"Nothing too exciting going on here."

"What?" Kate questioned as we all looked at her. "No, up in the window I swear to god I saw a figure standing there."

"It's very possible, Kate," Chelsea began to explain. "We've had hundreds of reports of people seeing a woman of the night, or a wench in that window. Can you tell me what you saw?"

"She looked about medium build, long hair and wearing a big dress sorta like in the south or something." Chelsea just smiled in exchange and began to explain in depth about how the house was once used as basically a bordello and several women had been killed by clients there back in the 1700's.

As we walked on to the next location, Bella and I both breathed a sigh of relief. At least we had dodged the bullet once more. Too bad it was getting increasingly difficult to stay away from her. The more time we spent together, the more I longed for her.

Over the next hour we visited several equally creepy sites including a cemetery where Chelsea told us the story about a girl who was buried in a rum keg and suddenly Garrett, who had been leaning against the rails of the cemetery, screamed out.

"What the mother fuck," he shouted as he clutched his stomach and Charlotte pulled out her flashlight and shone it at his face. "I don't know which one of you assholes thinks this is funny, but stop it."

"Stop what?" I asked as Garrett pulled up the hem of his shirt and sure enough, there were a bunch of scratch marks against his abdomen. "Jesus, when did you get those?"

"Just now, idiot," he explained as Charlotte shone the light on his stomach and the girls all gasped at the marks he had. They were literally getting redder the longer we looked at them. "I felt cold all of a sudden as Chelsea was telling us about the girl and then I felt a huge stab of pain. It burns like a son of a bitch."

"Garrett, would you be surprised to know you aren't the first person to have this happen to them?" Garrett shook his head as Chelsea went on to explain what she believed happened. "You are probably the twentieth person in the history of the ghost walk to be scratched. The story goes that the little girl who is buried in the rum keg reached through the railing and scratches people; mostly men. It's most likely that she was buried alive by men and that is why she holds such animosity towards them."

"Think you can warn a guy next time?" Garrett joked as he pulled down his shirt and Chelsea gave him a sweet smile.

"Well, where's the fun in that?"

"I guess not," Garrett grumbled as we finished up at the cemetery and Chelsea finally led us over to The Hammock House.

When we arrived, I stood at the back again and tried to get Bella's attention, but Charlotte had her completely monopolized. Peter continued snapping photos and I couldn't help but notice that Kate and Garrett were talking quietly to one another and he was showing her his scars. What the hell was going on here?

"So…this is Edward Teach's former house. Residents also call it Blackbeard's house."

"Wait…his name was Edward Teach?" Bella suddenly asked as Chelsea nodded her head and Bella's face broke out into a grin. "His name is Edward and he wants to teach when he graduates. Just an odd coincidence I suppose."

"Uh…very odd," said Chelsea as she smiled in my direction and went back on to explaining that when it's a full moon outside, people often claimed that they could hear the screams of Blackbeard's wife. "I've arranged for us to spend a bit of extra time exploring the house, so come on."

We all followed Chelsea, and Charlotte was literally bouncing up and down she was so excited. She reached into her magical little backpack and handed us each a tool. "Let's spilt up, a boy and a girl per group." A smile crossed my face as Charlotte paired us up with the person we were standing beside, which meant I was with Bella and Charlotte was with Peter. Neither Garrett nor Kate looked too impressed, but Chelsea volunteered to go exploring with them. Charlotte handed us each a device and we made our way around the house to the back door, Chelsea unlocking it for us as we went in.

"Do not touch or disturb anything. The Town of Beaufort allows us to use this historical house for our tours, but we rarely get to explore inside." Charlotte winked at Bella and I and then she told us to use the recorder and try and talk to the spirits before she ushered us into the living room.

Less than thirty seconds later, Bella and I were completely alone and suddenly I had her pressed up against the wall as my fingers went up the back of her shirt, desperate to touch her. "Fuck, it has been so hard to be this close to you," I forced out hurriedly as Bella's lips began sucking roughly on my neck and I couldn't find it in me to care that she would leave a mark.

"I think Charlotte is the devil. She's been trying to keep us apart tonight," Bella explained before her hands went into my hair and our tongues pressed into the others mouth, moving around rapidly and roughly as we both fought to hold back our moans.

"I need to be with you tonight," I confessed as my hand, without any previous thought process, slipped between her legs and cupped her heated sex. Jesus fuck…warm was an understatement regarding what I found between her legs. I rubbed forcefully with my palm as my fingers stroked her on the outside of her pants and Bella's head fell against my shoulder as she panted for me. I hadn't initially meant that I wanted to fuck her tonight, but I desperately wanted to sleep in the bed with her.

"You are so beautiful, I can't wait to make you mine and not hide us." I was urged on by the fact that Bella hadn't pushed me away and was growing increasingly excited, so I did what any hot blooded man would do, I began to undo her pants with my free hand, eager to actually touch and feel how wet she was for me. Unfortunately, I only got the button released when Bella suddenly screamed out.

"Holy shit…there are people out there watching us," she yelled as she batted my hand away and Kate, Garrett and Chelsea suddenly appeared in the room, looking at us curiously. "I swear to god I saw three men outside the window staring at Edward and me."

"Are you sure?" I asked, trying to be supportive as Bella shockingly grabbed my hand and stayed close to my side.

"I'm positive. They looked like they were wearing Civil War Army clothes or something, and when I looked up from…from the thing," she said, trying to hide the fact that I was about to try and get her off in a haunted house. "I saw them standing there at the window."

"You looked up from what thing?" Kate asked with her head cocked to the side, looking at Edward and I oddly. However, Charlotte walked in with Peter, both of them looking rather disheveled themselves as Bella explained what had happened. We were safe for a moment from Kate's inquisitive mind.

"Well, let's listen to your recording. Maybe you caught something on there," Charlotte suggested as she tried to take the recorder out of Bella's hand, but she was clutching it tightly.

"No…I didn't even turn it on."

"I did when I handed it to you. Now, hand it over." Charlotte pried the recorder out of her hand and Bella and I both looked mortified and she buried her face into my shoulder as Charlotte rewound the tape briefly and then we heard it.

"You are so beautiful, I can't wait to make you mine and not hide us." My voice declared on the audio recording as you could hear our panting and moaning and then Bella scream. "Well, that was fun," I stated, trying to put some humor into the situation.

"What the fuck was that? Are you guys fucking?" Kate screeched as her eyes flitted between Bella and I. Rather than stand back and let Bella deal with her friend on her own, I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and held her against me.

"Jesus Kate, could you be more blunt? I had been making out with Edward, cause he's my boyfriend." Well shit…there's one way to label me as her boyfriend. Not that I was complaining; I was actually overjoyed.

"Peter and I had sex," Charlotte suddenly blurted out as everyone looked kinda mortified, including Peter. "Sorry. That was totally the wrong time huh?"

"Is everyone here having sex but me," Kate shouted as she eyed us all up with disgust. "This was supposed to be a fun summer and everyone but me is getting laid. I just wanted to spend time with my friends and relax, drink a little and hit some bars. Now I feel like the spinster who should be going to the SPCA to check out getting a cat or ten."

Bella went over and hugged her friend sweetly as Charlotte followed suit; the two girls whispering something that seemed to calm her down. However, Garrett took that moment to remind us just how big of an idiot he truly was.

"Maybe if you weren't such a bitch, I'd fuck you," he stated, trying to be funny, but as Kate broke loose of her friends and charged at him, I couldn't find it in me to hold her back. He deserved it this time.

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