BPOV
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked Carlisle as we watched Emmett taunt Edward with a weight bag.
I shifted nervously, starting to rethink Emmett's plan to give Edward some anger management help. Somehow Carlisle believed this whole plan was a good thing and for some reason I had been roped into it as well. Here I stood in yoga shorts and a sports bra waiting for Emmett to go through this workout before we went to the yoga class Mom just started teaching at the gym.
"At least he's hitting a bag instead of someone's face or the wall," he shrugged.
"I'm glad you're the adult in Edward's life," I said dryly, watching Edward pound into the bag.
"Don't forget that this adult got you an iPad, which you love, and this fancy gym membership for Christmas," he nudged me.
"The iPad was too much," I mumbled.
But it was pretty great and he also got one for Edward. All through break, when we weren't with each other, we were on them talking. It was a good distraction too I guess. It had been rough for Mom and I this holiday season; it was our first without Dad. She'd finally given in and decided to go to grief meetings at the church with Phil.
Lost in my own thoughts, I didn't notice Edward make his way over to us. He was all sweaty and smiley. Not to mention he looked very hot in his basketball shorts and sleeveless Under Armor shirt.
"Mmm," he said against my lips as he lifted me up, wrapping his arms tightly around me.
"Okay, we're in a public place and that is not very acceptable public behavior," Carlisle warned, pulling on Edward's shoulder.
Once he set me back down, I grinned up at him. I love you, I signed.
I love you too, he signed back.
"You know it's kind of rude when you guys do that," Emmett huffed.
Emmett had been trying to learn ASL for the past month, but was having trouble catching on. I tried to talk more when he was with us, but Edward liked to sign because he wanted to irritate Em. They had a very love hate relationship, where one would annoy the other just for the hell of it.
"Calm down," I told Em.
"Yeah, calm down," Edward goaded, shaking Emmett's shoulders as he passed.
I followed him as we walked down the hall to Mom's class. Part of Renee's grief counseling had helped her want to start moving on. She now taught Bikram Yoga, also known as hot yoga, five days a week, just like she'd done before we left Florida. I could see little changes in her; she was smiling more, which made me feel better. If she could be happy, then I knew that it was all right for me to start.
"My favorite students," Mom grinned, placing her last mat down.
Edward waved, taking his usual spot in the front of the room. I took the spot next to him while Mom handed us our water bottles.
"God, it's too hot for this," Carlisle groaned, coming into the room.
"I'm going to die," Emmett whined.
"You two out," Mom sighed. "Edward and Bella I can handle, but an hour with you guys might drive me crazy."
"Fine we can see when we're not wanted," Carlisle sniffed. "Weights?"
"Sure," Emmett shrugged.
Edward looked over his shoulder and shook his head as they left. He picked up my hand as we waited for the rest of Mom's class. Slowly, ten women of all ages began to trickle in, each one eyeing Edward with a glazed look in their eyes.
The damn hockey beard made him look way older than seventeen and Mom's class aged from sixteen to forty. It made me uncomfortable that cougars were on the prowl for my boyfriend.
Mom clapped her hands together to get class started. I nudged Edward to get his attention so he could watch Mom's instructions. Every couple of poses I caught Edward smirking at me as he copied. To be honest, I had seen guys do Mom's class before, but Edward appeared to be a natural. He was just so strong and lean. I could also see how relaxed he became throughout the class.
"Nameste," Mom said as she finished our class.
The women kind of gravitated toward us, but Edward being Edward, pulled me into his arms. I was the only girl he saw in the room.
"I'm sweaty," I tried to say, pulling away from him.
"I like you sweaty," he grinned.
And that's what made some of them back away and Mom frowned our way. I placed my fingers over his lips shaking my head at him. He had absolutely no filter and I didn't need Mom knowing that he liked me sweaty or why he'd seen me sweaty.
We should leave, I signed.
Who are we leaving with?
Mom.
"You kiddos ready to go?" Mom asked as she cleaned up.
"Yeah, we should tell Carlisle and Emmett we're leaving though," I told her, taking Edward's hand in mine.
"See you in ten?"
"We'll meet you by the showers," I called.
"In front of!"
Edward followed me until I stopped because we had to talk about what he says in front of others. I knew Mom was going to give me a sex talk and I wouldn't be surprised if we had more adult supervision as a result. Both of our houses gave Edward and I alone time about ninety percent of the time and we used that lack of supervision for a lot of sweaty time.
I still held my virtue and all, even though there were times I questioned myself why I wouldn't let us move to that next step. I wasn't ready and it was very scary. I heard how the girls in school talked about sex and I wanted it to mean something to me.
"You can't say you like me sweaty," I said as I faced him.
"But I do like you sweaty… I like making you sweaty," he smiled, cupping my cheek.
"Well just say it to me. My Mom totally heard you and now you've earned me a sex talk."
"I get those all the time," he snorted.
I already knew this. He had told me about every time Carlisle had sat him down and how he gave him an economy sized box of condoms each of those times. Let's just say his condom supply could last him for months.
"But I don't and they're weird and unnecessary because we're not there yet. When we are, I'll make sure there are birth control and condoms."
He nodded, pulling me close.
"I love you," he said in my hair.
I had to let out a sigh because he truly showed me everyday that he did. Over the holidays when I started to feel down about Dad, Edward would bring me right out of my funk. He'd been a lot more playful and carefree. I think a lot of that had to do with Lizzie not coming around the past few months. She wasn't allowed at the house, but Esme would go and visit with her to make sure she didn't fall off the wagon.
Not that I eavesdropped or anything, but there were a few times I would hear Carlisle and Esme talking about Lizzie. She kept threatening Esme she would leave Port Angeles, saying she had nothing here to live for if she didn't have her son. Carlisle's response was always that she was being melodramatic and just wanted Esme to give in. He also pointed out how much better Edward had been doing.
"Good thing we stopped when we did or these two might be going at it against the wall," Emmett announced.
"You are so crass," I hissed, smacking the back of Em's head as I passed. "I'm hitting the showers. Tell Mom."
I needed a break from their antics. Maybe I just needed to hang around more girls. A half an hour later and I was ready to face the Forks bitter winter weather so we could go home. Carlisle dropped Emmett off at his house and Edward came back with me. Gram had to work late and Mom was waiting for Phil to pick her up, as they had some kind of church thing going on.
"Maybe you two should come with me," Mom frowned as she shrugged her coat on.
"Mrs. Swan people would stare at me," Edward said frankly.
"I think that is your go to excuse," she responded, looking him right in the eye.
He shrugged and went back to fiddling with his laptop.
"Bella, please no sex in the house," she pleaded.
"Mom," I hissed, instantly embarrassed.
I shifted against Edward since I was leaning on him while I watched TV. He looked up from what he was doing questioningly.
"What?"
"Nothing," I shook my head furiously.
"Bella," Mom trailed off.
"Mom, I'm a virgin," I blurted out, feeling absolutely mortified, but also relieved that Edward wasn't paying attention to us.
"Oh…really?" she asked in shock.
"Yes, really. Now can you go? Phil's been sitting out there for a while," I mumbled, jabbing my thumb over my shoulder to where the driveway faced.
I heard her sigh and shuffle out the door. I closed my eyes, trying to feel some kind of calm. After a few minutes I felt Edward's lips on mine and then his hands slip under my shirt. When he started to go for the pants, I opened my eyes.
"Hi," I looked into his bright green eyes.
He didn't say anything, but apparently his fingers were doing the talking for him. I grabbed his wrist, earning me a signature Edward pout.
"We're behaving and I'm keeping my word," I said sternly. "No sexy time activities; I'm a virgin."
"Bella," he groaned into my neck.
I pulled back to look at him and playfully shoved his face away. He huffed, pushing himself to the other side of the couch.
"Where's your laptop?" Edward asked grudgingly with a scowl on his face.
"It's fried."
Let me see it, he signed.
Why?
I'll fix it.
I got off the couch to retrieve my poor computer. Last night it started making weird noises and then the screen started flashing. Mom said she would take me to Port Angeles to see if I could get it fixed, if it wasn't already dead.
I handed it to Edward and he seemed to give it a through inspection. He would tap on the keys and hum every few moments.
"It's your hard drive," he said.
"Okay?"
"I can fix it, but I need to get a few things from my house," he explained.
I nodded as he leaned in and gave me a quick kiss. I sat waiting until he got back with his backpack filled with all the computer techie stuff. It was when he took this itty bitty screwdriver out and started to take my laptop apart that I started to panic.
"Wait," I cried, placing my hands on his.
"What?"
"My Dad bought me that," I frowned.
"I'm going to fix it, Bella," he told me, cocking his head at me.
"Do you know how to fix it though?"
He then looked offended.
"I'm not a fucking moron," he spat.
"I know you're not," I said carefully.
"I can fix it if you let me."
"Alright," I sighed.
I really hoped he knew what he was doing because that was one of the last gifts Charlie had ever given me and I loved it. We didn't have much back in Florida, but my parents made sure I had what I needed for school and what not. I could do was sit and hope Edward didn't damage it beyond repair.
A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out I didn't realize how busy I was going to be after the holidays. Tell me what you think… I would love to know! This was beta'd as always by the wonderful Dophin62598 and rainydays23. Til next time guys!