RECAP OF CHAPTER 3:
"Isabella?" I heard Dimitri call from the living room, and Edward immediately stiffened, eyes turning hard.
"In here!" I called, sliding the eggs and bacon onto two separate plates for him and I.
"Are you freaking kidding me?" Edward hissed, his eyes wild looking into mine.
"Get the fuck over it Eddie." I hissed back, bumping him in the side as I passed him making my way back to the living room and meeting Dimitri there. "Let's eat upstairs Dimitri, it's crowded down here." I said eyeing Edward, and making my was back upstairs with Dimitri in my wake.
Well, this morning wasn't going too good so far….
Edward POV
I stood there completely frozen in her kitchen, stupor written and splashed all over my features with my hand stuck in the tussled bronze mess of hair on top of my head. Is this really happening? I thought to myself bitterly. It was no secret that after our drunked hook up that Bella wanted nothing to do with me any longer, which I loathed and somewhat understood. But what had made him better than me?
The way she had been dancing and humming around her kitchen wearing her oversized t-shirt and short shorts this morning had made me want to wrap myself around her and not let go. But of course I couldn't do that, one night had ruined everything that we could have ever had. She was a good and respectable girl, and I think she couldn't get past the fact that she had had a one night stand with me, but even if that was the case what was Mr. Jolly Russian Popsicle doing getting the royal treatment up there after last night? I thought for sure he would have been out on his ass after she woke up.
I shook my head and made a mental note to kick his ass that the earliest convenience. I made my way back to the living room and see Rosalie and Emmett still curled up on the small couch passed out, everyone else seemed to still be asleep, and my "date" was long gone before the sun ever peeked its head out. I slipped on my shoes and decided to make a run for as well. This atmosphere was suffocating me, I didn't want to see her face smiling at him, it was disgusting, and confusing. I didn't want to see her absentmindedly placing her hand on his arm while they talked like she did so many times the night before.
A flash back hit me like a ton of bricks.
Bella's hand ran up my arm, and her large chocolate eyes made contact with mine and she smiled shyly as she got on her tip toes to place a kiss on my lips. She broke contact way too soon for my liking and the distance was immediately too much. I wrapped an arm around her my hand settling on the small of her back, pulling her to me and holding her there like glue. I could feel the curves of her body pressed into me and I had to repress a guttural growl at the overwhelming perfection of it all.
Her cheeks flushed and bloomed red as she blushed and I ran my other hand up her back all the way up until it was lost in the curls of her chestnut brown hair. Her head tilted back to make eye contact once again, and in the process our lips found each other, I could taste the whiskey on her breath mixing with the bitter vodka taste of my own tongue and it burned and tingled in the most sensual way. It was hot, my whole body was burning up, and from her touch so was she. Her hands played with the hem of my shirt, and with one more brief moment of eye contact it seemed like we had a secret understanding as she slipped off my shirt.
I shook myself out of my own thoughts and sighed. This was beyond ridiculous, why was I so hung up on a one night stand with an old friend? I was Edward Cullen. I could have any girl I wanted, I could make any girl fall in love with me in an instant, I didn't need Isabella Swan. I didn't need her. But god I wanted her. I wanted her so bad it hurt physically, and mentally. I slipped my key into the drivers side door and slid into the seat and with another moment took off down the road, I needed to get out of here, now.
Bella's POV
I laughed again, cracking up at another one of Dimitri's jokes. His blue eyes danced as he looked at me, his dimples showing off as he smiled and I couldn't help but smile back. How was he so fucking perfect without even trying? He was sitting on my bed, legs crossed looking at me as I picked my way through the remnants of my scrambled eggs, I wasn't so hungry because I could still feel last night churning around in my stomach. And appetite was something I was not going to have today. With a swift movement he picked up my plate and his and murmured that he would be right back and that he was going to run the plates downstairs. I smiled appreciatively.
As soon as he was out of eyeshot I darted into my bathroom to assess what kind of mess I looked like. I ran the brush through my hair quickly and wiped the makeup from under my eyes. That was a little better. I ran back to my bed just as Alice passed by my doorway she noticed me just as Dimitri passed her giving her a smile and saying good morning to her as well. I could see her behind he large frame giving me a thumbs up. I smiled ruefully at her and ignored the rest of her gestures because they were becoming quite gruesome.
"What are you doing today, handsome?" I asked looking up at him as he sat back down on my bed.
"Unfortunately I have to work." He said searching my room for his clothes, and my smile fell a little. Back to reality. Damn.
"Well that blows…"I said, and I guess he could hear the melancholy in my voice because he looked up with a smile plastered on his face.
"Oh don't worry, darling, you aren't getting rid of me that easily." He said placing a quick kiss on my forehead. And picking up my phone from my bedside stand and pressing some buttons, and then a moment later his phone began to ring, and he pressed a few buttons on his own phone before smiling at me again. "Now that I have your number I'll call you when I get off." He said with an adorable devilish lopsided grin. God, he was perfect. He slipped his pants and shirt on quickly and placed another kiss on my forehead, and another on my lips.
"I'll see you soon, Isabella." he said with his adorable Russian accent.
"I hope so." I said slyly, as he made his way out of my bedroom, I didn't move until I heard the front door close and the shutting of a car door.
"OH MY GOSH, ALICE!" I practically squealed, and within moments she was in my room with crazy pixie speed, her small frame perched on my bed. "How perfectly Greek god like is he?" I said hurriedly.
"Perfection." Alice agreed her light voice airy. "He's quite the catch!" She said with a big smile. "When are you seeing him again?"
"He took my number, he's going to call me when he gets off work. I'm way too excited." I said embarrassed as I felt my heat hammering in my chest. I felt like a little high school girl who had a crush for the first time.
"Well don't spoil it!" She said sternly, as she looked around my room and down at my messy bed. "You two didn't…erm….well…." she said beating around the bush messing with my sheets.
"Heavens no! Alice that's the best part!" I said with a huge grin. "He took care of me all night, helped me take my shoes off, and jewelry, and change my clothes and didn't even touch me, he just cuddled me till I fell asleep, even with all the alcohol we drank. He's so perfect!" now it was Alice who squealed almost teenage girl-like.
"Bonus points for him!" she laughed and clapped her hands. "Hey, but get dressed in something decent, we're going to go out later for lunch, I don't have much of an appetite but all the boys want to go." she said rolling her eyes, and I nodded.
"Those savages." I said jokingly, as she exited my room. Now would be a better time than any to catch a shower, so I walked to my bathroom, grabbing a towel and turned the water on, giving it a second to warm before stepping in. I let last night wash over me again, maybe I could forget about Edward and everything that passed between us and be normal again. That messed up situation seemed like nothing now when I compared my night with Dimitri. There was nothing to be hung up about anymore.
I could feel Edwards hands hot on my skin as his lips crashed down on mine, and I suppressed an urge to moan. His hand moved slowly up my stomach inching its way up and burning with each new section of skin it passed over. Then I felt his hand hot against the skin of my breast, and I writhed as his fingertips swept over it and teased me. And his hand was quickly replaced by his mouth, and his fingertips replaced by his tongue. This time I couldn't stop the moans that came from my mouth.
"Ahh…!" I couldn't help myself, and I felt my toes curl in pleasure as the tip of his tongue swept over my breast again and again teasing me more and more. I practically jumped when I felt him nip at it with his teeth, and this moan came out louder than the other, and he looked up at me with a devilish grin.
"Mmm, Bella…" he said his voice hoarse and rough as his lips crashed on mine again and his hands ranged south. This felt so right.
I shook my head, as I felt the water grow way too hot for comfort and practically yelped as I jumped out of the shower. What was I doing thinking about those kind of things? It wasn't even worth a second thought. An accident that was. Accident. I reminded myself. I quickly curled my hair up in a towel and wrapped another one around my body. I silently spurned Edward Cullen for appearing in my thoughts once again. Was there ever an escape from this fool? I shook my head annoyed as I paced back into my room searching for clothes. Today was going to be a good day. I was not going to let him ruin it. Not at all.
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