.
"Please, please, please, please Dad?" I begged.
"No, I don't think so."
"But Dad…"
"I'm sorry Bella, but I'm not ready for this."
"What?" I blinked at him. What did him "being ready for this" have to do with me going camping with Edward and his family?
"I can't – you know I was your age once. But I can't let you go. And always always, no matter what, use a condom because-"
"Dad!" I gasped.
"Just let me say this so I can sleep at night," he stared down at the kitchen table. "Always use protection. And it's always okay to say no. So just be safe, and I'm here if you need me."
"Dad," I shook my head and covered my face. "I've been through this with Mom, and Edward hasn't even kissed me so thanks."
I turned and hurried up to my room diving into my bed and trying to erase my mind. It wasn't working. I wanted to hurry up to that future moment where this wouldn't be so embarrassing and more awkwardly funny.
… nope. Still horrifyingly embarrassing.
"Bells!" Dad cleared his throat from downstairs as the doorbell rang. "Edward's here!"
"Oh god," I stumbled down stairs, praying that Dad would unleash his talk on Edward.
I muttered a goodbye to Dad and dragged Edward from my front porch.
"What's wrong?" he asked as I jumped into his car.
"My dad - we uh… had a talk about dating."
"Oh, anything specific I should be aware of?"
"No, I'm pretty sure you've had the same talk..."
"Ah... gotcha. So today will be a rare day at my house - only my dad will be home. Mom took everyone to Port Angeles for the day so we hang around and watch movies or whatever," he shrugged like it was no big deal.
"Oh okay, cool." I tried to keep my composure. We would be alone. Alone – without his family!
"And also... we're dating, right?"
"Uh yeah?"
"Exclusively?" he stared straight, not giving me a glance.
"I hope so," I joked.
"Yes, good, it's just Emmett and Jasper, they said-"
"Can I stop you for a minute? Never ever listen to them when it comes to dating because I never want to be mad at you for something they told you to do."
"Alright," he nodded.
"And I won't listen to Rosalie when she tries to tell me you love peanut butter when I know you're allergic."
"How do you know I'm..."
"Because Eddie Masen is allergic to peanut butter," I blushed.
"Great, so my girlfriend's obsessed with Eddie Masen. Does that mean I have to keep a CD in my car?"
"No," I snorted. "God forbid your siblings find it."
"Good point."
…
It was kinda weird when Edward's house was mostly empty – but the weird was completely outweighed by the good. We were able to watch a movie without pausing it, and we got to cuddle as we shared a bowl of popcorn.
Dr. Cullen didn't even give us a lecture about leaving doors open or staying down stairs.
"Hey I want to show you something," Edward pulled us both up from the couch as the credits started to roll.
He led me down the hall to the music room and pulled me down on the piano bench with him. He cleared his throat and played a few notes before stopping to clear his throat again.
"Are you okay? Do you need some water?"
"No," he smiled sheepishly. "I'm just nervous, I guess. I wanted to… sing for you. You mentioned it at the dance, and I don't know – I just really want to."
"Oh," I held in a girly squeal. I'd always thought it was silly in movies when a guy tried to sing a song for a girl, but at this moment I totally wanted it to happen. "I have an idea."
"You do?"
"Come on," I tugged on his hand, leading him up stairs to his bathroom.
"Are we taking a shower?" he asked as I pushed aside the shower curtain.
"No!" I blushed. "You sing in there!"
"Okay," he sighed stepping in the tub and even pulling the curtain close.
He cleared his throat a couple of times before muttering, "Something doesn't feel right."
"Do you want me to turn the sink on?"
"No," he laughed, pushing the curtain open and startling me. "Come here."
He placed a hand on my shoulder and the other at my neck before he leaned down and pressed his lips on mine. His lips were warm and tentative, and I couldn't help but grab onto to shoulders for more.
He pulled his head back slightly and cleared his throat.
"Because baby, there ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough from keeping from getting to you baby."
His voice was smooth and mesmerizing and kinda made me think Eddie Who?
"I just needed a little inspiration," he smirked.
"Did you… did you want to sing for me just so that you could kiss me?" I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Yes, did you like it?"
"Uh huh, both of them. But I may need help deciding which one I liked more…"
"I can help with that."
AN: phew, sorry for the wait – just waiting for RL to calm down a bit before I can finish writing… and I also may have decided to write a few other things…. : )
Thanks for reading! I hoped you liked the fluff.
PS have a good summer. haha