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Chapter 16 – Moving

EDWARD

I was having this "way too good" dream, and that was what made me realize it was a dream. There was a tingle and a chill down my back, my whole body was a live wire suddenly, and that was when I felt it. Bella was usually so good about not touching me while we slept, but I could swear that she was.

I opened my eyes, and I realized I was being touched, but just barely, and that was what was causing my body to react.

Bella's nose was in the nape of my neck, and her breath was sending chills down my spine. The tops of her thighs were barely brushing my butt. When I moved, that was when I felt them, her breasts. She didn't wear a bra to bed, something about it being uncomfortable, and so her unrestrained friends were just barely brushing against my back. She was touching me, but not purposefully. I told myself to settle down and get the hell out of there, before I made a fool of myself.

BELLA

Mmm, Edward…

I was having the most amazing dream of Edward kissing me, and he smelled so damn good. Ever since I'd nuzzled him during our goat expedition, I had been trying to sniff him without him knowing. I'd assumed that he would have stunk. It wasn't as if we had deodorant or shower gel here. I was sure I stank, but he'd been polite and never said a word about my stench.

Of course, I guessed part of being amazingly handsome was not stinking when you were a sweaty mess. I wanted to taste him, just to see if I was imagining the way he smelled. It was only fair after all. He'd licked me. I should have been able to lick him back. I just couldn't think of a rational reason to lick him. I suddenly wondered why people didn't go around licking each other, because damn, I really wished they would, so I could have a good reason to lick Edward.

As usual, Edward wasn't in bed when I woke up. Jake was growing fast and starting to take up more of the bed. We were going to have to figure out a new bed for him soon. All three of us wouldn't fit on this bed for much longer.

I got up and started making breakfast. I had to think of something else to make besides eggs one of these days. I was hoping to go back to the far side of the island again and explore a little more. I'd seen a field in the distance that looked very much like some sort of grain, and I knew I would love to be able to make something using flour. I really didn't care what kind of flour, just flour of any kind.

I also thought I'd seen some different trees in the distance as well. When I'd suggested to Edward that we go back, he was against going into the field, certain that it was where the other mountain lions were hiding. Apparently, tall grass the same color as their fur was their favorite place to hide.

I had to find a way to get him to go back to that field of grain, because I knew we weren't getting a balanced diet. I had come to this conclusion when I noticed my periods were getting more spread out. We had been here for nearly three months, and I had just had my second one. I knew when your diet was off or your health wasn't good, you could become irregular. I thought of talking to Edward about this, because he was a doctor, but decided against it. I was sure he could probably figure it out on his own.

I decided that once I got back to civilization, I'd never eat another food that didn't include some kind of carb. Okay, maybe I would, but there'd be tons of carbs that were not plantains. Turned out the bananas we had were so nasty tasting raw, not because they weren't ripe yet, but because they were plantains, which were apparently more like potatoes than bananas, so yeah, I was basically eating raw potatoes, but not complaining about it, because it wasn't like anyone could do anything about it. I didn't know if I would even want to eat a real banana anymore. I guess when I got home, I'd have to try one.

I let out a sigh.

Home.

I didn't really miss any one thing, other than normal food, a toilet and a real shower, which made me realize my life kind of sucked. I had been so unfocused, even in my schooling. I'd had no interest in making friends or even talking to people. I hadn't even bothered to pick a major, because I hadn't really known what I wanted to do with my life. I figured it would eventually come to me. Wasn't that how it was supposed to work? You woke up one day and thought, "I want to make my mark on the world by..." Yeah, I'd never gotten past that part. I'd just taken a few classes, because that was what was expected of me by my parents. I was supposed to go to college, so I had.

I mean, it was insane. I had been getting ready to start my third year before the plane crash, and I was still undeclared. I was pretty sure that was unheard of. It was the main reason I did my best to avoid the topic of my life with Edward. I think he'd find me utterly boring and disappointing.

I just hoped I'd get to lick his cheek before we got rescued, because I knew once we got back to our regular lives, he wouldn't want to have anything to do with me. God, I needed to get a life. I really should've grown up by now.

I finished up breakfast and set some aside for Edward and Jake. I pulled out my letter from Alice, so I'd have something to read while I was eating. It wasn't as if I could read the cereal box or something.

Who would've thought I would miss cold cereal?

I wasn't far into the letter, when Alice started talking of a storm, a really big one. Basically, it would hit in two days, and we needed to move all of our things out of the hut, because it would be completely destroyed.

The problem was she didn't say where we were supposed to move our stuff to, at least not in my letter.

I started to panic. My house was going to be destroyed in just two days. This stupid little hut that I had come to love would no longer be able to provide us with shelter.

"Bella, are you hurt? Why are you crying?" Edward's voice asked. I looked up at him in shock and held out my letter to him.

He shook his head no and went to get his letter quickly. He read silently, and I could see when the realization hit that we would lose our house. His face screwed up tightly, and he let out a huff. "I guess we'd better get to work. We can stay in the cave the mountain lions were in when I caught them. I'm sure with their scent all over it, it's still not occupied," he spoke as he started putting things into his trunk.

The commotion woke up Jake, and I quickly fed him breakfast and made Edward sit down and eat as well. I could tell he was upset that all his hard work was proving to be for nothing. We'd have to rebuild. I just hoped our plants and the chickens survived.

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