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Parallel Parenting
Chapter 9
Edward POV
I let out a groan and slowly wake up. As my eyes blink open, they're met with locks of brown hair. I smile remembering that Bella was a little drunk when we arrived home last night. I was worried that she would be sick during the night, so I had taken her to my room. The bathroom is close to my bed, and I wanted to be able to help her. I had lain down with her, planning on staying awake, but that didn't work out to plan.
I move my hand but it seems to be trapped. I open my eyes fully as I get my bearings. Gulping, I see that somehow during the night, I have worked my way under the covers. Bella's head is on my chest with one of my arms wrapped around her back and my hand holding her to me. My other arm is around her, and my hand is inside her panties cupping her ass.
"Fuck, it looks like I am a pervert when I'm asleep," I mutter sliding my hand out of her panties. "Why couldn't I have been a sleep talker, or even a sleep walker? No, I just molest hot women when they sleep next to me."
I hear a chuckle and feel the vibration on my chest. "Good thing I didn't mind," Bella mumbles. "Besides, I think I might have asked you to …"
I pull my brows down and in. "You think you asked me to molest you?"
She shakes her head a little. "No. But I remember the room spinning, and I felt as if I was falling. I can remember asking you to save me, to hold me tight. Which you did, making me feel safe. I think I may have been talking out loud and you just held me to you."
I smile a little as I can vaguely remember her saying that, which means I may not be a pervert after all. I move her hair out of her face and she mumbles again, not that I catch what she said.
"You want to continue sleeping?" I ask, worried she is not well enough to get up yet. "I can get up and shower before making breakfast if you want to sleep a little longer?"
"No, I'll get up," Bella moves to a sitting position, but her body sways to the side. I quickly take a hold of her and lay her back on my bed.
"Just take it easy, you've got a hangover," I say, hiding my desire to smirk over the fact that I know that after I have a shower and coffee, I will be fine.
Bella opens her eyes a little peeking at me. "This is not fair; it's not my fault I have a hangover; this is not a win for you," she deadpans. As her eyes close again, I grin.
"I didn't say it was," I say barely holding back my mirth.
She huffs. "I know that you are grinning. I can hear it in your voice."
I kiss the top of her head trying hard to hide my chuckle at her facial expression. "Just lie here and I'll get you some water and Tylenol to take the edge off your hangover."
Bella peeks one eye open looking at me. "Fine," she says stealing what was my pillow, "but this is not a win! I'm well out of practice with drinking. Hell, I've never really had a chance to get into the drinking game before I became a mother."
"Okay," I say still grinning. I know she's right, and she did drink a shit load last night; we both did. But I love getting her fired up … just something about her when she's a little pissed at me that makes things more fun when it's just the two of us.
I slide away from her and get water and two Tylenol, before moving back to my room. I help her sit up and take them.
"Give me half an hour and I'll have a nice warm bath waiting for you," I tell her.
Bella smiles as she lies back down. "Careful, Edward, keep this up, and I may just move in here and have you wait on me all the time."
I shake my head collecting clean clothes to put on after my shower. I get into my shower letting the hot water run over my body, washing away the effects of the booze.
When I'm done, I feel more refreshed and awake. I move to my tub, filling it with warm water and add some bubbles to it, before turning on the jets and heat.
I walk back to my room, and sit on the bed. I move the hair back off of her forehead that has again fallen over her face. "Beebee," I hum and she looks up at me. "Your bath is ready."
I stand up holding out my hand. The pleasure I feel when she takes my hand makes me smile. I help her to stand walking her to the bathroom.
"Here are a couple clean towels. I'll be downstairs, and you can use them to go back to your room to get dressed." My eyes roam over her, and think the same thing as I did last night; she looks cute in my t-shirt.
"I'll see you soon," I say walking out the door.
"Edward," she calls and I stop and turn back around to her. "Thank you for this," she says with a small wave of her hand, "and for last night. I had a good time despite your winning one of the games of pool."
I chuckle softly. "You only won one game, too," I remind her.
"I would've won the next one, too, if the bar would have let us play another one."
"Sure you would have." I run my teeth over my bottom lip. "I had a good night, too," I tell her walking out of the bathroom and closing the door behind me.
When I get into the kitchen, I start making our breakfast. I cook up bacon, eggs, mushrooms, tomatoes, and leave the toast until Bella is done with her bath.
After making sure everything is going to stay warm, I head back upstairs and straight to my room. I go to my door, which is still ajar. Since I don't hear any movement, I start to make my way in, only to freeze inside the door. Bella is standing before me, naked, with her back to me. My eyes roam over her entire body reflected in the mirror. She is a very beautiful woman normally, but now I can see just how sexy she is. My brain is yelling at me to walk right to her, take her in my arms, and have my wicked way with her. I have this urge to have my hands on her, touching, tasting every inch of her body, before fucking her senseless.
Bella lets out a gasp, and my eyes spring to her head. She's still not looking my way, and I quickly move back out the room and knock on the door. "Bella," I say and snap my mouth shut clearly hearing the desire and need in my tone.
"Yeah?" Bella replies sounding very much like I just did.
'She may let me come in and watch her dress,' my brain screams at me. Before I know it, my mouth is rattling off. "Can I come in?"
"Yeah," she answers in a very sexy tone.
I have to swallow over the fact that she just said yes to me. I burst through the door, only to find she is trying to pull the zipper up on her dress.
"Having problems with that?" I ask making Bella smirk, and raise her eyebrow at me.
"I am in fact, would you mind?" She turns her back to me.
Walking over to her, I glide her hair to the side. I move closer to her so that I can run one of my fingers down her back. I have to bite my bottom lip to stop the moan from escaping my mouth. I grasp her zipper tab, and slowly bring it up.
"You look very pretty," I tell her close to her ear.
She steps back and more fully into my front as she looks at me from over her shoulder, and I know with her smirk she can feel me.
"Someone seems eager this morning," she smiles.
I lick my bottom lip giving her a lopsided smile. "If I remember correctly, you were pretty eager last night." I add a little wiggle to my eyebrows.
"You wanted me more," Bella challenges.
"No, I am sure I could have had you all night and all morning if I had asked you," I respond.
"My ability to withstand you was hindered by alcohol; what's your excuse for this morning?" she states with an arched brow.
I look at her trying to figure out if she means first thing, or just now when I was watching her. "I did that when I was asleep, and you weren't complaining. In fact I think you gave me a little action groping my package, too."
"I did say I would, so Game on?" she shrugs.
"This game is definitely on," I say.
I run my eyes over her in the mirror.
"We need rules," she says meeting my eyes.
"Like?" I ask.
"No getting off by ourselves, and if we do, the other person wins," she states.
There's a part of me yelling fuck no, but the other part knows that with this game, she's in the same boat as me. "Okay, agreed. First to cave, either by self-pleasure, initiating sex, or calling it quits, is the loser?"
Bella gives me a curt nod and I hold out my hand. "Shake on it?"
"Or should we kiss on it?" she counters batting her eyes at me.
I shake my head smiling broadly at her. "You're good, but I am better," I smirk.
"We will see," Bella says as she walks away from me. "After all, it's been five years and you said you masturbate twice a day. It's going to be a really hard situation," she winks at me and walks out the door.
I shake my head and wonder what the hell I just agreed to. When I get down to the kitchen, I see Bella is putting in some bread to be toasted.
"What or how far are we allowed to push this? Are there any restrictions?" I ask her.
"You've already copped a feel of my breasts and ass; however, you're only allowed short times of contact, and let's keep it to above clothes? Oh, and one other rule, none of this is to transpire in front of the girls."
This time I give her a nod to say that I agree. I walk over to her and start to help set our breakfast on the table.
As we sit down, we both just look at each other, and I start to think about Cordie and Kassie. I am starting to feel slightly guilty that this game may lead to them getting hurt.
"This won't ruin anything between us, right?" I ask in my normal sounding voice.
Bella looks at me and I see it dawns on her, too. "No, this is just a bit of fun, right?"
I smile and nod at her.
"If at any time we feel like it is getting out of hand, we can just tell the other that we are overstepping and pull back a notch or two, fair?" she says.
"No matter what, Bella, I want us to stay friends?"
Bella smiles at me "I do too, and I want to be the friend that wins … most of the time." She chuckles and places her hand over mine. "We're just playing at who can be the better flirt. We both have two lovely girls that take up our time; in truth, it is nice to have someone who I'm allowed to be an adult around. We'll be okay as long as we always respect each other as parents of our twins."
"I thought this game was to decide who the more sexual being is?"
Bella simply tilts her head to the side and raises her brow.
"So you think we'll be okay?"
"Oh, I think we'll be fine," I tell her knowing that she is on the same page, and this is merely fun for both of us. This will give us both adult time where we can flirt and have fun, yet not involve someone our girls will not like in our lives.
We eat breakfast between innuendos and smirks. When we are done, I put our dishes into the dishwasher.
"Ready?"
Bella nods and walks in front of me. My eyes drop to her ass right away, loving that she's giving me a little wiggle. I open her door, and she looks at me. "You didn't say I couldn't do this," I say.
"Hardly sexy," she says as she moves to get into the car, but I pull her to me, letting my hand travel down her arm, and covering around her ass.
"That just depends on what I do after the door is open. I could turn you around making you hold the roof, spread your legs, and fuck you as you stand here," I almost growl.
Bella seems to just look at me. She swallows but doesn't say anything.
"Too much?" I ask which seems to snap her out of her shock.
"No not at all. I was just picturing it, but I think I'd rather be spread eagle on the hood, with your mouth buried in my dripping pussy before you flip me over taking me hard from behind."
My eyes drift to the hood of my car, and I can just picture her laying there all cute and sexy for me. "That would definitely need to be on the list of must do places to have sex," I tell her as she slides into my car.
I drive us to the first therapist, which was a bust. She spent the first thirty minutes informing us how wonderful she thinks she is. She also suggested that both girls should see separate therapists, so each felt as if someone was solely on their side when this whole matter came to a head. Both of us are, thankfully, on the same page and agree it is best the girls should see the same therapist.
The last one we see is a man, who seems nice enough. We give him the same score as we did Mary, the first therapist we saw yesterday.
"So, are we agreed then, we'll make an appointment with both Mary and Mark to see us with the girls, and see which one the girls like?" I ask as we wait to be served lunch after leaving Mark's office.
"Yes. I just hope they like the same one," Bella says as her eyes drop to the menu.
"Edward!" I hear called from behind me, and groan.
I look up at Bella. "Please, tell me it isn't her?" I say in a tone that sounds as if I am begging her.
"I thought that was your car outside," Maggie says as she plonks herself down on the chair beside me. "What are we eating?" she carries on, but what shocks me is that she grabs Bella's menu out of her hands.
I open my mouth to speak but Bella cuts me off. "Maggie …"
Maggie just hums but doesn't look at Bella.
"You know, Edward, I know I said I was hungry, but nothing looks as good as you do. So, since the girls are staying at your parents for the day, how about we go home, and carry on where we left off this morning?"
The voice and look Bella is giving me, has me hard instantly. I ignore the gasp that comes from Maggie and keep my eyes on Bella.
"Yeah, you did promise to let me take you on the hood of my car, and the top of my grand piano." I stand up, throw down two twenties, and hold out my hand for Bella.
"Maggie," I say not even looking at her as Bella's hand slides into mine. When we get out of the restaurant I pull Bella closer kissing the top of her head.
"Thank you for the rescue," I shudder.
"Any time," Bella says with a smile.
"So, Baby, where would you like to go for lunch?" I ask. "You pick this time, my treat," I answer.
"Oh no, it's my turn to treat you," she says.
"Well then I—" I cut myself off as I was about to tell her I wanted to go home and eat her, but that would make her the winner, and there's no chance of me letting her win this game.
"Well then, what? What is it that you want, Edward?" The seducing voice that Bella uses, tells me I need to up my game.
"I want something smooth and creamy that tastes amazing," I say dropping my eyes. Again, I picture myself running my hand up her body. When I get back up to her face I see that my state has such intensity to it that she feels it, too. This also means that's the reason she gasped last night and this morning. I am so going to win.
"Come on, horny one, we need to get something to eat, and pick up the girls," she says and I smirk.
My smile gets bigger as she backs down a little.
"Oh, poor, baby," Bella says as she moves closer to me. "I am just trying to get us out of the public – you get too excited, and I don't want you scaring anyone." Bella's hand gently brushes my cock, which is rock hard. I glance down seeing she is right; it can be clearly seen. As Bella steps away from me, I pull her back and untuck my shirt.
"Just so you know, Sweetheart, where you can clearly see my arousal, I can smell yours." Bella just looks at me, so I lean in and run my nose along the side of her face until my mouth is at her ear. "Your smell changes just a little when you're getting hot and bothered. Then there's your eyes, they darken looking like they are black. I don't need to touch you to know when you're hot and bothered. I can tell when you're turned on—just like you were this morning when you were getting dressed. I bet you pictured me walking in on you, dripping wet and naked. You wanted me to walk over to you, put my hands in your hair, and kiss you hard as I lay you on the bed. You wanted me to kiss your body, claim you as mine, and fuck your pussy with my tongue, while you begged me to take you, over and over and over again."
I feel Bella's lips on mine as she kisses me hard, my hands seem to have a mind of their own and move into her hair.
"Fuck," I hiss, but I feel her smile, and she steps away from me. She winks and walks the rest of the way to my car.
I get to my car and open her door as she moves past me. I squeezed her ass, making her look my way. "What – you just thrust your tongue into my mouth; I deserve to cop a feel."
Bella chuckles a little but nods at me. I get into the car and look at her. "Where are we going?"
"How about my apartment; I can make us something?" she asks and I nod before starting to drive.
My eyes flicker to Bella who has moved her legs a little apart, and she has pulled her dress up.
"Just to confirm touching is allowed?" I ask.
"Yes," she says as her hands move to my leg. I swallow, pressing my lips together as her hand comes into contact with my cock.
"Beebee, you're going to have to give him a little more attention than that," I tell her.
Bella giggles and I look at her from the corner of my eyes. "I just want to give you enough to leave you with blue balls."
Her hand comes back up to my dick, so I place my hand on her knees, and just like the dirty girl she is, she opens her leg a little more. I start to slide my hand up, just waiting for her to tell me to stop.
"You really want to play around in my car?" I ask.
"I did, but we've already arrived at my building," she says with a wink.
I look out the window just as I pull into the parking area.
"Lucky for you, or unlucky, I guess. I would have made you feel so good, Bella."
"Or, I would've made you feel as if you were talking to God," she says in the sexiest tone I've ever heard before.
"You always have to get the last word, don't you?"
"Yes," she grins.
I chuckle shaking my head. Both Bella and I get out of my car and walk to her apartment. As I stand at the far side of the living room, Bella is again glancing at my groin.
"If you kneel in front of me, I'll bring it out so you can take a closer look."
"It's okay. I've got a great view right from here," she says with a wink. "Besides, I am hungry and may bite."
Bella walks away from me, and I sit down taking a few minutes to calm myself. If we keep this up, I will be exploding before the day is over.
~PP~
Bella POV
I take a deep breath fanning myself. God, when did he get so freaking hot? This was just supposed to be about making him pant with want. This was supposed to be a cheap easy way for me to win. I thought I had him beat in pool by a mile, and it has turned into this. And by God, he is good at it, but I am better. I've got to show him that I am better.
I give myself a shake trying to control my hormones. "Fucking four years," I mutter. "He's making it feel like it has been so much longer than four damn years."
I quickly busy myself with making lunch, when I walk past my fruit basket, I grin picking up the banana. Little juvenile, but this will be a good one.
"I have soup, sandwiches and fruit," I tell him walking back in the living room. He jumps up looking a lot calmer than what he was earlier. "So, do you want it in here or in the kitchen?" I ask coyly.
"Are those my only options?" he asks with that fucking smirk.
"Well, I'm not sure, what are you suggesting?"
He just grins at me as his eyes drop and look me over. I'm not sure how he does it, but when he looks at me the way he is now, I can feel him. It's like he is actually touching me. The downside is it feels so good, that my body seems to react on its own accord. I moan, and purr, hoping he'll touch me like that for real.
"Kitchen it is then," he says walking away, and I know that he knows he's getting me hot and bothered. I eat the small bowl of soup and one of the sandwiches. I smile picking up the banana.
"What size would you say this is—seven inches?"
Edward looks up at me. He just hums then smirks. "It looks around that size, but I am sure there are bigger bananas here if you want one."
I peel the banana keeping my eyes on him. I slowly slide it in my mouth. I do have a gag reflex, but I know if I relax and go slow it will be okay. I get it all the way in, and then slowly slide it back out.
"I really think you should get the bigger, thicker banana and try that," he says and I know he is now alluding to his package.
"We only have ten minutes before we have to head to pick up the girls, so I'll pass. Besides, if I am going to have something that is as big and as thick as you claim, I want time to enjoy it."
Edward tilts his head and his eyes shift to the door, and back to me. "Have you been wallpapering?"
"Maybe," I grin back as I slide the banana all the way back in my mouth.
Edward's eyes don't leave mine.
"Are you just going to keep sucking on that?" he asks.
I nod at him, but start to chuckle which makes me gag a little. I pull it all the way out and throw it away.
"Come on; let's get the girls, sweet-tease," Edward says holding out his hand.
I take it and he pulls me closer to him. He keeps a hold of my hand walking me out.
"Are we staying at my place, or since we stayed there last night, are we staying at yours?" I ask him.
"Cordie and I could stay here again."
I look at him, because it really sounds as if he wants to stay here.
"You like my place?" I ask as he helps me get in his car.
"Yes, it was mine at one point, but if I stay here that means I get to sleep next to you. I do love the fact I wake up with a part of you in my hands."
Edward and I keep the sexual banter up, until he parks his car.
"Well, until tonight," Edward says with a wink.
We both get out the car and walk into his parents' house, and right away the girls run in to our open arms.
"We missed you," they both say at the same time.
"Did you have fun?" I ask glancing at Kassie.
"I did, Mommy, but I missed you."
I hug her to me. "I missed you, too, Baby." My eyes move to Cordie, and I smile at her. "I missed you, too, Deedee."
I look at Esme and smile at her. "Thank you for watching them." I swallow a little. I had only meant to say Kassie but it just came out as both. Edward runs his hand down my back which makes me relax right away.
"Yes, Mom, thank you. Were they were good for you?"
"They were both a delight, and very well behaved. They created some great pictures for me." I can hear the happiness in her voice, not sure if it is because she had a good time with the girls, or the fact Cordie is a fantastic artist.
"I know they both are amazing at drawing," Edward says.
My eyes glance at Edward, I know he was and still is amazed at Cordie's ability, but when he keeps including Kassie in his statement, and it does something to my heart.
We spend half an hour talking with Esme before heading back to Edward's.
"If you can pack an overnight bag, we'll head to Bella's and Kassie's for the night," Edward says to the girls who squeal and then both quickly head upstairs.
"Would you like to come and help me?" Edward asks wiggling his brows.
"No," I chuckle, "I'll go and help the girls." I walk quickly away from him.
I enter Cordie's room to see that they are again whispering.
"Aunt Alice would so help," I hear Cordie say.
"Help with what?" I ask but both girls spring away from each other and just smile. "Are you two plotting something?"
"What's plotting, Mommy?" Kassie asks sounding a little too sweet.
"It means making plans," I say arching my brow.
"Oh, yes, we're making plans on what games we're going to play," she says with what I would consider a smug grin.
I just give her a hum. "Well, whatever would you need Alice's help for with that?"
"Because she's so great, and what Kassie means is for Halloween; we want us all to wear a family costume, so we can match."
"Yes, Mommy, that's what I mean," Kassie adds.
My eyes flicker between the two and land back on Cordie, who came up with that very quickly.
I just give them another hum.
"What did you and Teddy do last night?" Kassie asks.
"We played pool," I answer.
"Did you show him your trophies?" Kassie asks excitedly.
"No, she didn't; what trophies?" Edward asks, and I turn my head to see that he has his arms crossed over his chest.
"She won first place in our hometown," Kassie gushes out proudly, making him raise his brow at me.
"What – you never asked if or how well I could play," I say.
"So you tell me I won a game against a pool champion?"
"Three-time champion," Kassie says making me turn my head to her.
"What – you won three years in a row. When we moved, you kept going on about how you wanted to go back to keep your title."
"Well, three years in a row, that makes my win so much better," Edward states, puffing out his chest a bit.
"I would have won if Alice's yelling hadn't thrown me off my shot," I retort.
"Sure, blame Alice," Edward continues.
"That's just what I was doing, and I didn't play to my full potential anyway," I smirk.
"You" —Edward stops and laughs— "Sure you didn't. You gave me your all, and I beat you one time and you know it."
"Whatever," I respond.
Edward walks over to me placing his hand on my back, and grins making me huff. "We still have the other game; let's see if you can win that," he whispers in my ear.
"You know I will," I tell him, and look back at the girls who look very happy about something.
"They are plotting something," I whispered to him.
"More than likely how to get us to move in together," Edward chuckles. "They're just kids; I wouldn't worry too much about it."
I turn to see that he is gazing down at me.
"We agreed none of this in front of the girls."
"What! I am not doing anything," Edward says.
"Daddy," Cordie says breaking us apart.
"Yeah, Princess," he says.
"I'm ready to go," she smiles.
"I am, too, so let's go," he replies.
Edward drives us back to my apartment. As soon as we're in the door, the girls put Cordie's bag in Kassie's room, and come and join Edward and me in the living room.
"What would like to do?" he asks.
"Can we look at our investments?" Kassie asks, and I look at Edward.
"Yes, Daddy, can we, and can we join in? It sounds like fun," Cordie asks.
"What do think, Bella, up to taking me on?" Edward asks, and I press my lips together.
"That's a little unfair to make it into a competition since you do this for a living," I say. I'm not scared to challenge him, but let's face it—this man has made millions in the market—and owns his own seat on the Chicago Board of Trade.
"So, you're not up to the challenge then?"
"I am," I walk away going to gather what we need.
I take Edward and Cordie through the rules of the game. Edward then helps to give the girls some information on each of the stocks, and what the numbers mean.
I look over the paper groaning when I see that Kassie's investment is up yet again.
"Here are your profits, Kassie," I tell her as she takes it and places it in her jar.
"I think I'll stay with the beef market – it's making me a killing," Kassie says.
"Me, too, Ceecee," Edward says and Kassie smiles broadly at him. "But I am going to move some of my profit to my other two investments."
I nod and look over my own. "I think I will move some, too, and I am going to give CPT a go."
Edward snorts loudly and I turn to him. "What?"
"They're not going to be doing well soon," he says.
"They're just in a slump, but they'll pull through," I pout at him.
"Yeah, maybe so, but their CEO is not very good; I think it would be wise to stay away from them."
"What about Marcus? His market has been looking good for weeks now," Kassie asks him.
"Yes, I have started dealing with him, and if all goes to plan, his stocks will be going up soon," Edward says.
"Mommy, we want in on Marcus and the Aro Meat Market stocks."
"We?" I ask as I write it down.
"Cordie is going into business with me," she tells me. "Two heads are better than one."
I smile and write down Cordie's name next to Kassie's.
"You have one more choice to make," I tell the girls as I quickly choose my own, and then look at Edward.
"Anything you like?"
"Yes," he replies but he's looking at me. "Put me down for Party H." I look at him but he just grins at me. I just keep looking at him, to see if he truly wants to invest in sex toys.
"Oh, what is Party H? Mommy said I can't invest in that one?" Kassie asks. "Can we invest in it now that Teddy is?"
"No," Edward gulps "You cannot invest in that one, it's just for adults."
"Oh, like alcohol. Mommy said that I am too young to invest in that, too."
"Yes," Edward quickly agrees.
"Okay," I smile with a shake of my head writing his choices down.
"We'll take Hasbro for our last investment," Cordie tells me, and I write it down along with another two for myself.
"Okay, same time next week?" I ask.
They all nod at me, and I look to see it's close to five. "I am going to start on dinner, and you girls can go play."
The girls walk down the hall to Kassie's room, and I look at Edward who's sitting here.
"I think I'll help you," he says with a grin that makes me believe he's going to do anything but help me.
Edward moves so that he is behind me. "For someone that's not a professional in the stock market, you sure know your stuff. That's kind of hot," he says in a low tone next to my ear.
I glance at him over my shoulder. "Did it turn you on?" I ask and he looks me in the eye.
I feel his hand move to my leg as he pulls my dress up. When his hand touches my bare skin I have to nip at my lip to stop a gasp from escaping me. His hand just seems to graze my pussy. I lean back into his chest hoping he'll move a little more down and under my panties, but as suddenly as he started, he stops touching me and takes a step back.
"What do you need me to do?" he asks.
It takes me a few minutes to say anything.
"First, wash your hands; I have no idea where they have been."
"I know where you would've liked them to have been," Edward chuckles back at me. Before I can say anything back, my sink makes a weird noise.
"I can fix this, if you have the tools," Edward says. I move away from him to the cabinet where I keep my tool box. I pick up the box, but stop. I smirk as I slide my panties off and then move back to the kitchen to find Edward lying on his back under the sink.
I place the tool box down and straddle him, "Do you need me to do anything?" I ask as I gently sit on his chest. He grins at me.
"Turn the tap on and off when I need you to," he smirks.
I stand up but keep my feet so that they are on either side of him.
I feel Edward moving and look down to see that he's just staring up my dress.
"Everything okay?" I ask coyly.
His eyes spring to mine, and I slowly bend my leg so that I am again sitting on his chest.
He fidgets a few times. "Put your panties back on before I throw you over the table, and do something we both don't want the girls seeing or hearing," he tells me, making me grin a little more.
As I move to stand, he grips my hips keeping me in place.
"If they weren't here, I would so carry this on, but …"
I just nod, knowing he is right.
"You started it," I state.
"I know, but I was just telling you how it felt sitting at the table with a hot girl, who means something to me and my daughter …" Edward seems to quickly swallow the 's', he was about to add to the word daughter. His hand starts rubbing up and down my leg. "I won't do it when they are awake again. You've made your point and punished me, so please?" he begs.
"Fine," I say standing up.
I walk to my room changing into my sweats and a t-shirt. When I get back to the kitchen, the sink is fixed, and Edward turns to me.
"I didn't mean for you to get changed," he stutters.
"I know but I am in for the night, and this is what I usually wear."
He simply looks at me.
"Honestly, this is my normal grub-around-the-house outfit." I say to him with a smile as I move to start dinner.
"Hope you washed your hands," he says.
I nod and continue as I start to cut up the vegetables. Edward moves behind me again, his arm wraps around my waist.
"I am sorry if I upset you," he says.
"You didn't," I tell him.
He moves my hair out of the way and looks at me. "You really are a sexy woman, Bella. I know if we had kept the game up earlier, there was a high chance that it would have spun out of control. That would be okay if it was just you and me, but I don't want the girls confused. I think it is best that they don't think there is something more going on between us, than two adults enjoying each other's company."
I turn in his arms and he steps closer. "I know and I agree."
Edward seems to again search my eyes; he smiles and kisses the top of my head. "So, what are we making?" he asks as he moves to my side.
"Fish sound okay?" I ask looking at him from the corner of my eye.
"Fish sounds good, Beebee," he answers.
Edward and I work well together, and there's still a small amount of competitiveness, banter, and sexual innuendo flowing between us, but tonight they all seem to flow together better than before.
"Going with me to get the girls?" he asks when dinner has a few more minutes to go.
I nod at him, and we walk towards the room. We both stop just inside the door, and watch them play.
"Do you think they'll have fallouts?" he asks.
"You mean fights?" I ask and nod to answer the question as I ask if it's what he meant. "More than likely they will, they're siblings, after all. I am sure there will be something they will fight about."
"Do you think it will all be okay?" he asks.
"Yeah, but a part of me wishes they would do it soon, just so we can get the first one over and done with."
"It will come in time, Beebee, and remember we have agreed that we will not take sides."
"What about us?"
"What do you mean, what about us?" he asks and I turn pulling him into my room.
"I know they will fight, and we will not take sides, but then what about when we fight, because we will eventually fight about something. So, I mean, what about us fighting, and falling out. What happens then?" I ask.
Edward looks at me, and when he starts to pull at his hair, I know that he's worrying about what I said. He takes a seat on my bed and pats the space beside him.
I walk over to him, and sit down where he patted.
"I think we should agree that if something is bothering us, we will discuss it face to face as soon as possible. I also think we should keep Saturday nights for us to talk. We can discuss and hash out anything that comes up, and we can use that to make sure we stay on the same page."
I nod at him. "I am most worried about the girls, and don't want to see them hurt. I know we're moving and building a good friendship, but still in the back of my mind, I …"
"…You worry and fear that something's going to go wrong," Edward finishes for me.
I nod at him, and he holds my hand, giving it a squeeze.
"My mom tells me that worrying is something a parent will never truly get rid of," he says with a smile. "As for us fighting, I am sure we will, and we'll just have to both be adults and deal with it, keeping in mind we need to respect each other."
"I am worried that one of us will push an argument between us too far, and it will hurt the girls," I say.
"Yeah, but know this, Bella, no matter what I say, or do, I don't want to hurt you."
"Same," I reply.
Edward takes my hand in his; he raises it to his lips and places a tender kiss to my skin. "Best friends?" he asks.
I chuckle but nod. "Best friends," I respond. "Maybe I should get us bracelets?"
"Na, I'll make us some," he smirks.
"You'll make us BFF bracelets?" I say trying hard not to chuckle.
Edward licks his lips as his eyes twinkle. "I am great at making bracelets …"
I open my mouth but his finger moves to cover them. "Before you challenge me, let's go get the girls for dinner before it gets cold."
I nod at him and get up. "Girls, dinner," I say walking out my door.
We all wash up and sit at the dinner table. "Beeberry," Cordie says sounding almost quiet, and I look at her with a frown.
"Yeah, Baby?"
"Kassie said that sometimes you have a girls' night with her … and you let her do your makeup and stuff?"
I nod at her.
"I was wondering if maybe I could do that with you sometime."
I feel my heart break a little, that she seems so unsure of what my answer would be. "That sounds like a wonderful plan, I'll speak to your Dad about it, okay? We'll figure out what the next time is that he thinks would be best." For the first time my eyes flicker to Edward who looks a little taken aback.
"That would be cool if you could, Beeberry, I never had a mom to do that sort of thing with," Cordie carries on as my eyes are on Edward's and I see hurt flash in them.
"I know. I don't have a dad to do dad stuff with either," Kassie says. "I always hated Father's Day because I had no one but my mommy to make a card for."
"I am the same way on Mother's Day," Cordie says.
I take a small breath feeling a mixture of hurt and sadness. The hurt is because my parents would've made sure that she never missed out on any of the things that she has since they died. My hurt for Cordie is a little different. Edward is a great dad, and does so much for her. I know Cordie is just missing out on what a lot of other kids her age have. I can see that just like me, it is killing Edward that this is something he can't just buy for her.
I feel Edward grip my hand as he places it under the table, and he starts to run his thumb over my knuckles.
I let out a small breath and smile. "How about on Saturday, Edward and I swap you two. Kassie, you go with Edward and Cordie will come with me?"
Both girls just look at me. "What?" they ask.
"I mean, that Cordie, you and I will spend the day together, and your Daddy will take Kassie. This will give us time to get to know you girls separately, on an one-on-one basis."
"We'll all come back together, right?" Cordie asks.
"Yes, Bella and Kassie can come to our house on Friday night, and we'll go our separate ways after breakfast on Saturday morning. We can meet back here for dinner Saturday night," Edward says.
"But then on Sunday, Edward and Cordie will go home and have some time together with just them, while Kassie and I can do something together," I add.
Both girls look at each other and then nod looking back at Edward and me.
I turn looking at him to see that he looks happy, and he places both of our hands on his knee as he starts to eat.
"This is good," he tells me and I start to eat my own dinner.
Edward leaves me to clean up as he sets up the games for tonight. We end up playing 'guess who' again, Edward and I ending the night in a tie.
I put the girls to bed as Edward cleans up my living room.
"Okay; I love you both, but it is late and time to go to sleep," I tell the girls before I walk to the bedroom door. They say goodnight, and I close the door after clicking off the light.
"What would you like to do tonight?" Edward asks as I enter the living room.
"Not sure?"
"What about we get to know our BFF better by asking questions?" he asks.
"Sounds good—here or in bed?" I ask.
"Bed," Edward says with a wiggle of his brow.
We wash up and Edward gets changed before we lie in bed facing each other.
"First crush?" Edward asks.
"My tenth grade math teacher."
Edward gives me a look to say he wants more.
"I was sixteen, and he was twenty-five, and fuck me was he hot." I bite my lip as the image of the teacher appears in my mind. "He was just right, you know?"
Edward shakes his head at me. "No, I don't; you'll have to explain."
"He was smart, smooth talking, and when he stood next to me, he smelled … sexy."
"Did anything happen between you two?" Edward asks.
I shake my head. "No, but I did lose my v-card to his brother when I was seventeen."
Edward just looks at me. "What age was he?" he asks.
"Twenty-one," I answer honestly.
"How did that come about, your meeting his brother?"
"My teacher was from my town; he's still there in fact. He went to college, and I didn't really meet him until he came back to teach. His brother, Eric, on the other hand, was back for the summer, and I saw him with Taylor, my teacher, and just went up to them. A few days later, I was at a beach party and Eric and I hooked up."
"Was it good? Did he make it good for you?"
"It was by far my worst, but it wasn't the worst I have heard about from my friends."
Edward just frowns.
"It was my first time, and I hadn't really explored my own body, so everything was new. He took his time and was tender, even looked after me, well, until his brother showed up, but all I can really remember is the pain."
"Ah," Edward says, "did you at least climax?"
I shake my head at him. "Looking back on it now, I don't think it was him. The reason I didn't get off was more my fault. I didn't know him that well, and I think I was too naive to know my own body enough to enjoy it, or let loose in front of him enough to get there." I clear my throat and look at him. "Your turn."
"Same as you, but I was sixteen and was with a teacher. Mrs. Higgins was my French teacher, and was hot. Unlike you, I did something with her, and not a sibling of hers." I feel my eyes winding as he just smirks at me. "It was my sixteenth birthday, and I was being a brat in her class. I was passing a note to Emmett. The note in fact told him how I would love to have her in front of me on her knees with my dick in her mouth. I think my exact words were "it would be the best birthday gift ever." She saw us trading the note, and gave me detention after she read it. Emmett got off, because I was the one that wrote it and then passed it to him. To say that I was stunned when she locked the classroom door and dropped to her knees in front of me that afternoon is an understatement. I just looked at her and she gave me this raised brow look and said, "Well, big boy, are you going to fuck my mouth now or not?"
"She what?" I gasp but Edward chuckles.
"I just did what any boy my age would do and took my dick out. Sadly, I fucked her mouth and came after a few strokes." Edward licks his lips, "We just carried on after that day, and six months later I lost my v-card to her on her desk. By then I was fucking her mouth on a daily basis. She taught me more about sex that year than she ever did about the French language," he laughs quietly.
"I am a little shocked, and really don't know what to say," I tell him truthfully.
"I enjoyed it," Edward tells me.
"Did you tell anyone? About having—"
"Having hot, ungodly sex with the sexy French teacher? No," he says. "Absolutely not, in fact you're the only person I have ever told this to."
I smile a little and move closer to him, where I am sure that the teacher should not have had sex with one of her students; it was a long time ago, and Edward doesn't seem affected by it.
"Well, you told me she was good; now tell me about your worst time at sex?"
"I'm a guy, so there are no bad times, just regrets," he chuckles. "However, the worst that comes to mind was six years ago. I was out drinking, celebrating becoming a father. I met this woman, and we spent all night together. I took her back to my place. We were in the middle of sex and she started crying."
"What?" I say.
"I know it scared the shit out of me. I stopped instantly, thinking I hurt her, or some shit. She kept begging me to continue, and to keep going, but she was still sobbing."
"Okay, that is odd," I say.
"Yeah, it was odd. It turns out she had lost her husband a few months before, and that it was the first time she was having sex since then. And, before me she'd only slept with her husband."
"Oh," I say feeling bad for her, but Edward chuckles making me look at him. "I thought the same as you did that she was still not over him, but it turns out that she had never had an orgasm during sex before. She said that their sex was pretty much boring, and she never felt what I was giving her, and that was the reason she was crying."
I snort shaking my head. "So, did you finish?" I ask.
"Yeah, and after her telling me that I made sure she got a few more. She left the next morning fucking grinning, and thanking me."
I shake my head over what he just said.
"You already told me your worst, what was your best?" he asks me.
"Derek, my ex," I tell him with a sigh. "One thing he was really good at was sex."
Edward hums and tilts his head a little. "How many orgasms was he able to give you in one night?"
"Two," I say but then grin. "I, however, have managed to give myself four."
Edward again hums. "If you could do better alone, what made it good with him?"
"Not sure, I think it was how we got to know each other. Rose had introduced me to a dildo and told me not to expect a man would know my body if I didn't. When I was with him, I knew myself more, and I loved him, so I think that's why it was good."
"You were in love with him?" Edward asks.
I think about what he said and shake my head at him. "I think if I had loved him that deeply, then we would've worked out, somehow. We would've made it work even with everything that was going on in my life after my parents died."
"Best thing that has happened to you thus far?" Edward asks softly.
"Getting my teaching degree," I tell him quickly.
"For me it's Cordie." I feel a stab pain in my chest but he pulls me to him.
"That cannot be used against you, because in order to gain Kassie, you had to lose your parents." He kisses my head and pulls back. He winks and we move swiftly on to the next question.
~PP~
I bark out a laugh as I hug myself closer to Edward's shoulders. "Wish I could have seen that," I tell him.
His eyes meet mine. "I know what you mean, there's a lot you told me that I wish I could have seen, too."
My eyes drift to my alarm clock. "It's three in the morning," I tell him, making him look at it, too.
"So it is; well, I think we should get some sleep," Edward says.
I nod at him and lie back. He moves closer and pulls me to him. I lay my head on his chest, and take a hold of his hand and place it on my ass. "Figured, I'd save you a move in your sleep and stop you from waking up and feeling bad."
Edward squeezes my ass. "I'll feel great when I wake up; after all, I have a hold of a hot woman who's in bed with me."
"Hot woman?" I ask.
"Yeah, Bella, you are freaking hot."
I just raise my brow at him. "I may not have thought that the first time we met, but now I know you. I have taken a long hard look at you, which got me hard, so yeah you're hot." Edward just stares at me and I can see the truth to his words.
"Goodnight, Edward."
"Goodnight, Bella."
A/N: So that just happened ... What are your thoughts?
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