Chapter 14
I pulled into Alice's driveway later that night, the smile that had been glued to my face the entire day beginning to slip knowing I would have to let my angel go for the night.
When I turned to Alice, I could see the same emotion mirrored in her face. I lifted my hand and caressed her cheek with my palm. She sighed and leant into it.
Unbuckling herself, she leaned across the cab and planted a soft, delicate kiss on my lips. My hands made their way into her hair as I deepened the kiss.
Alice groaned and climbed across the cab to straddle my waist, she was so tiny that she fit easily between my body and the steering wheel.
When her tongue snaked its way into my mouth, my body reacted immediately and responded by pulling her tightly against me.
My hands slid down her sides to her waist where they eagerly slipped underneath her top. My body hummed both in ecstasy at the feel of the warm soft skin I found but also at the connection between us.
I wanted more. I began sliding my lips down her neck and Alice threw her head back moaning loudly, this movement caused her hips to thrust forward and her back to hit the steering wheel horn.
The noise made us both jump in surprise. I then became very aware of where we were and that we were in a car outside of her house. Alice had obviously come to the same conclusion as she straightened up her shirt and climbed back into her seat.
"I should go" she said gently kissing my cheek and climbing out of the truck. "Goodnight" I whispered softly as she closed the door.
She made her way up her front porch steps and just as she reached her front door, she turned and blew me a big kiss.
Once I had arrived home, I found Charlie watching a game in the living room. To indulge him a little, I sat with him for a while to watch the rest of the game.
He didn't say anything but clambered up and made his way to the fridge, he returned with two ginger ales in hand. After handing one to me, he fell back into his armchair.
A small smile crept onto my face at this small gesture of Charlies, I had always thought that I had nothing in common with my mother and I could see why now, I was all Charlie.
Charlie just understood me because he was the same, he had always been a quiet man but I had never fully seen the connection between his quietness and myself.
I had been in Forks for just a week and yet I felt more of a connection with Charlie than with by mother who I had lived with for 9 years.
Once the game had finished, I gave Charlie a kiss on the forehead and made my way upstairs. I washed my face and climbed into bed, making myself a warm cocoon under the covers.