Just wanna say how flattered I was that so many of you have read the outtake that I published for Crazy for you.
And favorited the story, along with reviewed it. So, from the bottom of my heart, I thank you for taking your time and reading it.
As for this one, I was thinking 2 or 3 more chapters left before the story is complete. You interested in the sequel by any chance? :D
As for Man down, I pretty much failed with the promise of updating more than once (or at least once) a month didn't I? I know, I suck. And I would love to work faster with it, but I have a serious case of writer's block when it comes to that story. But when I'm done with Una nuova vita, I promise to work on it more.
Plus, gotta a new story on my mind, but we'll see how RL will or hopefully won't interfere with it all.
As always, SM owns all of her characters, except my story, and the usual mistakes.
Chapter 13
For the past two mornings Edward had been behaving kind of weird, and secretive. Sneaking out of the apartment on tiptoes while I was pretending to sleep. I didn't want to question him in hopes that he will eventually tell me everything, but once again, he said nothing.
After Edward left, I stayed in my bed for a little while, not wanting to get up yet. After I dosed off for another half an hour, my stomach demanded some attention for food, so I quickly made myself some eggs.
After two more movies, and another snack in between the re runs of How I Met your Mother and The Big Bang Theory
Edward finally came through the door, carrying a few bags.
He was surprised to see me up already, although it was past 2:30 p.m. by now.
"Oh. Hey. You're up."
"Yep. Hi."
"And where exactly have you been?" I asked, taking a quick look at the bags in his hands.
"Oh, you know...places. Buying...stuff."
"Right. Stuff," I spoke, getting up from the couch, a smirk on my face, curious to see what exactly is inside those boxes.
He noticed, taking a few steps backwards, towards the bedroom.
"Hiding something Edward?" my tone pleasant and innocent as I stalked him.
"Um...nope. Nothing."
I grinned. "You know something Edward?"
"What?" he asked, taking another few slow steps to the bedroom.
"You can't lie for shit. And the fact that you are actually sweating, shows further more that you're hiding something important. So what is it?"
"Nothing too important. You'll find out soon, I'm sure. Now, I need to take a shower, and I'm leaving those boxes inside, so please don't look until I'm done. Okay?"
I nodded. Right. Like I'm gonna wait that long.
He made me step outside, closing the door behind while taking some clean clothes, marching right to the bathroom.
As soon as he was in, I started to run through the room, looking for the boxes, or at least that huge one that looked interesting the most.
I looked everywhere,but couldn't find a thing. Even looked under the mattress, and once more under the bed. Nope. Nothing but dust bunnies.
Ha. You would think for such a small room...
"You were never a patient person to begin with. But I think you forgot to check for the most obvious place." Edward suddenly spoke, wiping his wet hair with a towel.
"Shit! When did you come in? You're as quiet as those ninja assassins or some shit like that."
He just laughed, opening the said closet, rummaging around his own clothes until I could spot the beginning of a box, and not just one, but two.
Letting them down on the bed, I watched as he finally opened the first,and in it was a beautiful satin green dress.
Simple, yet elegant.
"What...What is this?"
Edward seemed to be a little uncomfortable answering this particular question.
"A dress. I bought it for you. Got a little help on the side from Alice and the lady who worked in the store. You like it? I mean, if you don't I can easily..."
"No. I mean yes, I really like it. It's...stunning. But why?"
Edward sighed in relief, giving me a smile.
Shrugging, he said, "Why not? We're spending all of our time in this apartment, might as well get out, have some fun."
"And let me guess the last part,you know just a place for that?"
He smirked at me. "I might."
Of course he did.
After a moment I said, "in this next box, I suppose it's some kind of a fancy suit for you. Am I right?"
"Yep."
"Can I see?"
"Go ahead."
I took a quick peek, and was surprised once again. He had taste. "Nice."
As I looked at myself in the mirror, I could see how the dress flattered my figure, showing my every curve, yet as sexy as I felt, at the same time, without any kind of make up that I had a habit of using to cover myself up day after day-I felt very much naked. Exposed, even more than usual.
"You look beautiful," Edward whispered, a light kiss on my shoulder.
"Thank you." My voice unusually shy and quiet as a small child.
"Something is missing though."
"What?"
"This," he said, opening a new, smaller box.
"Another present?"
"He shrugged. "It's not much. Just a little something I found."
Removing my hair, he slowly clasped it around my neck.
"There. Much better."
"It's very pretty," I whispered, looking at the silver locket.
Standing in front of a mirror for a few more moments-Edward's chin leaning on my bare shoulder, hands wrapped around me-we just stared at each other, observed with a small content smile on both of our faces before Edward moved away, giving me another soft kiss before ushering us both to move on so not to get late.
The place was classy and elegant. Well, as much as a restaurant can be, especially in Forks.
After both of us got settled in our spot,we both ordered something to drink, along with a meal.
"The place looks nice."
"Yeah, not bad."
"Neither are you."
"Yeah, I know,this suit makes me look like I'm on some James Bond mission.I feel like a 1000 bucks."
I smirked. "Modesty not really your thing, is it now?"
He grinned, but didn't answer. "Music is not that bad either."
"I guess."
"Don't like jazz that much ha?"
I shrugged. "Not my favorite type of music, but it's not like I dislike it. It's actually nice. Kind of soothing."
"Also perfect for dancing," he continued, reaching out for my hand.
"I don't really...dance."
His smile was daunting, with a mix of a...mockery? A dare? Wasn't sure. "Sure you do. Just follow my lead."
Without even waiting for my answer, he pulled me out of the chair, and on to the dance floor.
A new song started.
Was that Frank Sinatra? Or someone completely different? I wasn't sure. They all kind of sounded the same to me.
As he pulled me to his side, felt his soft fingertips on my skin, his soothing smell all around me... it all made me feel safe, secure. But most of all, cared for.
Not even knowing of it than later, but as every song had past, my hold on him only got tighter.
As another song began, this time, it was a voice of a woman that filled the room.
It appeared it was just another one of the songs Edward knew, whispering lyrics in my ear.
It was the very last line he whispered so beautifully, mixed with the beautiful soulful voice of the female singer that made me cry. Because in spite of everything that happened, him finding me and caring for me from the beginning even when I was acting like a stubborn bitch, I still did what the song pleaded not to. What he pleaded not to. Not to forget him. Which I did.
Sniffing, and wiping my nose in a very unladylike manner, I quickly backed away from him.
"Hey, is something wrong? You okay?"
"Fine, " I croaked, "just have to go to the bathroom for a minute. Go eat. I'll be back very soon, I promise. I just... need a second."
Edward wasn't convinced, but did what I asked of him.
After I freshened up, and got my stupid emotions under control, I came back to the table with a real smile. As disgusting as it was watching him eat, it was also strangely interesting, him trying to be a gentleman at the table and yet not completely succeeding.
"Done already?" I asked.
A look at my direction and the polite manners were back in full effect.
Until he suddenly burped.
Couldn't not but laugh at that.
For that matter, Edward didn't join in with the the laughter, instead blushed lightly.
"Sorry. Haven't really eaten that much at home and well..."
"No need to apologize, trust me. It was certainly less embarrassing than me walking out while crying like a freaking baby."
"You alright?"
"Yeah.I'm not usually like that. Must be PMS."
Edward cleared his throat. "Right. Sure. If you say so."
After we ordered another bottle of wine,and a desert we shared, we both got pretty loose, talking about everything and nothing special, serious topics thrown out the window.
After the third glass, he finally admitted that he planned this all out because today was actually our anniversary.
After we cheered to that,with another glass of wine, gotta say, I felt pretty fucking good, all tingly inside.
Happy. Yeah, that...oh, and pretty fucking horny.
I even thought about giving him a blowjob under the table, but he declined. What an ass.
Anyway, after he realized both of us had a little bit too much to drink, he decided for us to go. Not me. I felt fucking great. I wanted to stay and dance some more, but as Edward gave me a promise for an orgasm as soon as we were home, I left that restaurant without a backward glance, and Edward's delicious laugh in the background.
Gotta say, I got pretty fucking handsy with him on the way back home, but once again, Edward being the party pooper, he made me behave, but as he said only because he didn't want the cab driver to see me taking my clothes off when I once again tried to hump his brains out.
As soon as the door to the apartment closed, we were all over each other, kissing while trying to take each others' clothes as soon as fucking possible, leaving every piece of clothing on the fucking floor.
Fucking finally, we were on the fucking bed,his mouth on my tits while mine trying to take his boxers.
And as he was finally about to fuck me, only a second away from putting his hard dick into me, Edward left out a frustrating groan.
"What? What now?!"
"Don't have condoms."
"Bathroom," I spoke quickly.
"Yeah? You sure?"
"Fuck! Just go get them before I finish this shit by myself."
As I heard the rustle of Edward searching around for the god damn condoms, it felt like it was taking him forever.
So before he came back, I decided to close my eyes, just for a bit.
Just a little bit, covering my self with a blanket, and with closed eyes waited for him to come back.
I just cock-blocked you, didn't I? As well as poor Edward. She sure can swear a lot when she drinks a bit too much doesn't she?
Don't worry, I think there will be some lovin' in the next chapter.
And the songs I had in mind while writing this?
When a man loves a woman by Percy sledge, and Unforgettable by Dinah Washington ( Not Nat king Cole or Aretha Franklin)
Well, that's about it...
Until then, take care and thanks for reading :)