Chapter 33: The Emerald City
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Chapter 33: The Emerald City
Edward and I spent the rest of our trip with Charlie. He had managed to get some time off. We did some things around Forks and Port Angeles. It was very quiet. It was very relaxing. It was exactly what the doctor ordered.
On the eve of New Year's Eve, Edward and I decided to head to Seattle. While in Port Angeles, Edward got a phone call from one of his old colleagues from Virginia Mason inviting him to dinner. Edward was hesitant to commit to the dinner. When I asked him about it, he said that it was Dr. Moore. He was the attending physician that worked on Tanya. I asked Edward if Dr. Moore was a friend. Edward grumbled that he was. I all but forced him to call Dr. Moore back. We were meeting Dr. Moore and his wife for dinner at the Metropolitan Grill. Edward also mentioned that he wanted to get in touch with Cynthia. She was one of the nurses at Virginia Mason. I suggested lunch. Edward readily agreed.
We met up with Cynthia at a local TGIFridays. She was on her lunch break. She was an older woman with her graying blond hair pulled back in a ponytail. Her eyes were bright and blue. She looked very friendly and kind. "Dr. Masen!" she called as she gave him a hug. He held her closely and they rocked. "It's so good to see you."
"You too, Cynthia. And it's Edward," he smiled. "You know that."
"Old habits die hard, Edward," she teased.
"Cynthia, I'd like to introduce my fiancée, Isabella Swan," Edward said proudly as he put a hand around my waist.
"It's nice to meet you, Cynthia," I said warmly.
She smiled and pulled me into a tight embrace. "I'm so happy you are with Edward. You seem lovely," Cynthia said into my ear. She pulled away and bounced on her toes, looking very much like Alice. "Let me see the ring." I held up my left hand and she gasped. "It's beautiful, Edward. So elegant."
"Nothing but the best for my love," Edward said, kissing my forehead. We were seated by the hostess and we settled into the booth. "So, how are things going with you, Cynthia?"
"One day closer to retirement," Cynthia grumbled. "The new boss is an asshole."
"Sorry," Edward grimaced. "Is he running my ER into the ground?"
"You can say that," Cynthia said. "Our death rate is up because of the scheduling of the residents. The attendings are overworked and don't get me started on the new charting system."
"Who's in charge?" Edward asked.
"Victoria," Cynthia sighed. "She's a great doctor, but horrible at making administrative decisions. She was only supposed to be the interim ER department head, but she's fucking someone."
"Victoria? Red head? Couldn't do a spinal tap in her third year of residency?" Edward asked.
"The same."
"Oh lord," Edward said, rolling his eyes.
"However, enough about Virginia Mason. Tell me about how you met," Cynthia said. "I need me some romance."
"Cynthia, you're married. You have romance," Edward snorted.
"No, I don't. And I'm not. I divorced that lying, sleazebag prick when he told me he was fucking some blonde bimbette from his job," Cynthia growled. "Damn bastard gave me gonorrhea ."
"Sounds lovely," I said, wrinkling my nose. "How long were you married?"
"Eighteen years. Two kids too," Cynthia sighed. "So, I'm single. I live in this crappy condo with my two hormonal, cranky teenagers and my ex-husband rarely pays his child support on time. Yay me!"
"Oh, Cynthia," Edward frowned. "I'm so sorry. What an asshole."
"Yeah, he is. But I'm better off without him," Cynthia said with a wave of the hand. "I found me a cute, younger guy on eHarmony! Back to your romance, how did you meet?"
"Well, Edward is my best friend's cousin. She kind of set us up," I answered.
"Kind of?" Edward snorted. "She forced us together. Not that I'm complaining."
"Well, I just went through a divorce about six months ago. My ex-husband was cheating on me as well. Alice had me meet Edward at some local bar after a show that we put on. I'm a teacher and I direct the drama club at my school. We had just finished our spring musical Once on this Island, Jr. Anyhow, our first meeting wasn't all rainbows and fireworks."
"Bella hated me," Edward laughed. "If looks could kill, I'd be struck down dead."
"I was hating all men at that point," I said, poking him in the belly. "You could have been Brad Pitt and I would have hated you."
"Then Bella came into my ER the next day," Edward said as he kissed my lips sweetly. "Her hand had a date with a granite countertop."
"My ex-husband was having me trailed. For the divorce, I presume," I shrugged. "He said that Edward and I were 'cozy.' I punched the countertop and I thought I broke my hand. Thankfully I didn't. Instead, I got some vicodin and this one's phone number."
"Dr. Masen!" Cynthia chastised. "Flirting with patient. How unethical of you."
"Shut it," Edward said with a dramatic eye roll. "She didn't call me. I was heartbroken."
"Why the hell did you not call him?" Cynthia laughed as she took a sip from her drink. I couldn't answer because the waiter came and took our orders. Cynthia was shooting him daggers and when he left she looked at me with a pointed glare. "Well?"
"I was a chicken shit," I answered simply. "I mean look at him."
"He is fucking good-looking," Cynthia said, raking her eyes over her old boss. "I'd do you."
"I can't believe you said that!" Edward squeaked, his cheeks a bright pink.
"What? You're not my boss anymore. I can lust over your hot bod unabated," Cynthia said as she waved her straw at Edward. "You are looking even more fine now."
"Okay, this is just bizarre. I feel like I'm in the twilight zone," Edward chuckled nervously.
"Sorry, Edward," Cynthia said in earnest. "I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."
"No, it's okay," Edward smiled crookedly. "Back to our story though."
"Right. So, what happened next?" Cynthia asked, looking at me expectantly.
"Well, I got my divorce. On the day that it was finalized, I went out drinking with Alice. I got drunk. I mean lit. Alice and I ended up calling her fiancé, who was also drunk, for a ride. He obviously couldn't pick us up. Alice called Edward and I nearly flipped out. Okay, I did flip out. I wasn't ready to see him. I drank some more. A lot more. I ended up going to the bathroom and was stopped by some random beefcake. Edward pretended to be my boyfriend and got me away. Suffice it to say, my buzz was effectively over."
"I drove Alice and Bella home. I then picked up Bella the next morning to get her car. We met for lunch beforehand. I told her about Tanya and my parents," Edward said with a frown. I laced my fingers with his. He kissed my temple, inhaling deeply. "Bella was so compassionate and caring. I think I knew then that I was in love with her."
Our food was delivered and we tucked into the greasy deliciousness. I inhaled my burger and all of my fries. Edward looked at me skeptically. I smirked and reached for a few of his fries. His brow arched and he chuckled.
"Soon after, it was Independence Day and Edward said that he would wait for me. He had feelings for me, but he would wait for me," I said wistfully. "Our relationship began as a friendship. Then, on the night of Alice and Jasper's, Alice's husband, bachelor/bachelorette party, we kissed. The rest, as you can say, is history. Things progressed pretty quickly from there. I moved in September after my ex-husband was being an asshat. We got engaged right around the beginning of December. Our wedding is planned for April 4th in Cancun, Mexico."
"That's wonderful!" Cynthia exclaimed. "You found your fairy tale."
If she only knew that the fairy tale included some nightmarish moments.
"We just can't wait until our 'happily ever after,'" Edward said quietly. He cupped my chin and kissed my lips sweetly.
"You were never like this with Tanya," Cynthia said.
"No. What I feel with Bella is deeper than what I felt with Tanya. I loved Tanya. Immensely. But Bella is my other half. My soul mate," Edward said. "It's indescribable how I feel around her, when I'm with her."
"I feel the same way," I said with a goofy grin on my face. "It's like an electric jolt running through my body whenever we touch. I don't want it to stop. I crave it."
Cynthia blinked a few times and then broke into a huge grin. "I'm so happy for you both. I can feel the love radiating off of you. You deserve it, Edward. I'm glad you found it. I was so afraid that you would just work yourself into oblivion. However, you didn't. You found Bella."
"We found each other," I answered. "I've never been so happy."
"Well, I know it doesn't count for much, but I totally approve," Cynthia said with a wink. "I better get an invite to this destination wedding."
"You got it, Cynthia," Edward winked.
We finished our lunch and Cynthia scuttled back to Virginia Mason. She gave Edward and I a hug and got into her Honda Accord. Edward and I drove to the hotel that we booked and thankfully were able to get into a day early. We spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing and spreading out in the king sized bed. So much better than the tiny full sized bed that we slept in at Charlie's.
We spread out a lot. Every corner of that bed. And again, my cooter is sore. But a good kind of sore.
xx AFS xx
"I really don't want to go out with Dr. Moore," Edward grumbled.
"If we go, I'll give you a blow job," I bargained.
"You drive a hard bargain…" Edward said, narrowing his eyes.
"I'll boss you around," I teased. Edward let out a guffaw and gripped his sides. "Hmmm…you're cut off, mister."
"Wha…what? No! Please no cutting off the sex," he begged. I growled and turned on my heel to finish getting dressed. I slipped on the black skirt I wore out for dinner with my dad. I then put on a purple top and some funky jewelry that Alice gave me for Christmas. I slid on my boots and finishing fluffing my hair and putting on my makeup. Edward was wearing a black suit with a white shirt and a purple tie. He smirked as he knew he was coordinating with me. "If I'm good, will there be sex?"
"We'll have to see," I said, smacking his chest. "Jeez. You are a horny bastard."
"Only for you, beautiful girl," he said as he kissed my lips. "Can't we just stay here and have naked fun time?"
"Tempting…"
"Please?" Edward begged as he spun me around and ground his growing arousal into my ass. "I need you, Bella."
"You'll get me…"
"Yes!" he said with an emphatic fist pump.
"After dinner."
"Fuck me," Edward said dejectedly. I kissed his cheek and he groaned. "You are a tease, Swan."
"Yep. But you love me," I smirked. I tugged on Edward's hand and dragged him to the door of our suite. I'm surprised e didn't lay down on the ground and start having a tantrum based off his reaction about going. He sulked as we waited for the rental car. Edward was silent as we drove to the Metropolitan Grill and had the car dropped off with valet. "Edward, you're going to be fine."
"I know. It's just…I can't even describe it," he said. "Overwhelming is the closest thing I can think of, but it's not right. You know?"
"Edward, you're incredibly strong. You can do this. Dr. Moore is a friend and I know it sucks that he was the doctor that worked on Tanya, he wants to see you," I said, caressing his cheeks. "I'll be right by your side and I'm not going anywhere."
"I know," he whispered.. He leaned forward and pressed his forehead to mine. "I love you, beautiful girl. So much."
"I love you, too, Edward," I answered, kissing his soft, pouty lips. He deepened the kiss briefly and pulled away. The sadness in his eyes was replaced with lust. "Ready to go into the lion's den?"
"With you by my side, I can do anything," he said confidently. I kissed his lips sweetly one more time and we headed into the Metropolitan Grill. Edward strode up to the hostess' counter and asked if Dr. Moore had arrived. She gaped at my fiancé, focusing a little too long on his handsome face. He's mine, bitch. Back off. She nodded dumbly and led us to a secluded area of the restaurant. Once at the table, a middle-aged man with intelligent brown eyes, tanned skin, and light brown hair grinned at us. A younger woman with reddish hair was seated next to him.
"Edward!"
"Kyle," Edward replied as he held out his hand to Dr. Moore. Kyle pulled Edward into a 'man hug' and released him with a friendly grin. "You look good."
"So do you, Edward," Kyle said, clapping Edward on his shoulder. "You remember my wife, Christina."
"Nice to see you again, Christina," Edward said with a friendly smile. "How is Riley?"
"You remembered," Christina said with a look of surprise. "Riley's great. He's nearly three now. Ripping up the entire house. Crazy little guy."
"I may not have been the most pleasant guy to be around, but Riley was unforgettable," Edward smirked.
"You seem so different from when you left, Edward," Kyle said. "It's good. Really good."
"Well, it's all due to this beautiful woman," Edward said as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "Kyle and Christina, this is my fiancée, Bella Swan."
"Fiancee," Kyle smirked. He held out his hand and we shook our hands. Christina gave me a hug and she squealed.
"It's nice to meet both of you," I said. We settled into our seats and Edward and Kyle started talking about Virginia Mason. The waiter came and took our orders. I turned to Christina. "So, what do you do?"
"I'm a stay at home mom," Christina said. "We had difficulty getting pregnant and my pregnancy was quite challenging. I was put on bed rest after four months because of dangerously high blood pressure. So, I never went back to work after Riley was born."
"What did you do before Riley?"
"I was a journalist. Sports journalist," she smirked. "I loved it, but it was too much traveling. I spent more days away from my husband and family than with them."
"Did you travel with the sports teams?" I asked.
"Yeah. Mainly the Mariners in the summer and the Seahawks during the winter," Christine smirked. "I got some awesome perks with the job, though."
"I can imagine," I laughed.
"How about you, Bella? What do you do?" Christina asked as she sipped her martini.
"I'm a middle school teacher, language arts," I said as I took a hearty drink of my white wine. "I also am the drama director. We're beginning our rehearsals for the spring musical once we get back from winter break."
"Oh, what are you doing?" Christina asked.
"Thoroughly Modern Millie, Jr." I answered.
"Junior?"
"It takes the main show and pairs it down for middle school students. Makes the vocal parts easier and adjusts the storyline to have it be more 'kid friendly.'"
"Sounds really fun," Christina said with a friendly smile. "I bet the kids absolutely adore it."
"They do. It's a lot of work, but worth it in the end," I replied.
"You seem good for Edward," Christina said. "He seems really happy."
"I like to think so," I snorted. "Our relationship has had its ups and downs, but we really love each other."
"I can see that. He looks at you with such adoration. Kyle and I were so worried after Tanya died that Edward would fall apart. And he did, for a little while. Then he dove into work. He never went home. Ever. Kyle would have to drag him from Virginia Mason, kicking and screaming at times," Christina reminisced sadly.
"Do you blame him? His reason for living had been ripped away from him. Would you want to go home and be constantly reminded of what you lost?" I asked, a frown marring my features.
"You sound like you've been through this," Christina said thoughtfully. "Were you widowed?"
"No. Divorced. However, being in my old home was a constant reminder of my failed marriage. I sold the house and as soon as I could, I got into a condo," I said with a sad grin. "Unfortunately, my ex-husband has a bit of complex and is currently stalking me. I moved out of my apartment after he attacked me in September with Edward. It's a good thing since the condo complex burned down about a week after I sold my place."
"Holy hell," Christina mused. "That's awful. Is your ex-husband still on the loose?"
"I think so," I sighed. "We haven't really heard from him since I was in a car accident in December."
"He did it?"
"I'm not sure, but I wouldn't put it past him," I grimaced.
"Talking about your wonderful ex-husband," Edward said with a pointed glare.
"Unfortunately."
"So, Bella, how did you and Edward meet?" Kyle asked. I was grateful for the change in subject. Discussing the happiness of my relationship with Edward was a needed distraction from my mind going a million miles a minute about Mike. As Edward and I were telling Kyle and Christina about how we met, our meals were delivered. They oohed and aahed at the appropriate places. Christina was over the moon about my engagement ring and the moonstone. She slugged Edward in the shoulder saying he had exquisite taste.
After dinner, we went our separate ways. Kyle and Christina needed to get home to their baby sitter. Edward looked at me and his eyes were filled with lust again. He licked his lips and his fingers grazed my ass in my skirt. I gently swatted his fingers away, giving him a warning look with my eyes. His jade orbs narrowed and he growled lightly. I smirked and hopped into the passenger seat of the car when it was pulled up to the entrance of the Metropolitan Grill.
"Are you happy that you went out with them?" I asked.
"I'll be happier when we're back in our hotel room," Edward said huskily.
"Jeez, horny much?" I giggled.
"No…"
"Sure, Edward," I snorted.
"I'm always hard for you, Bella," Edward said. "It's quite disconcerting when I go to work in scrubs and I'm sporting a huge boner."
"Sorry, baby," I said with a frown. "Well, when we get back to the hotel, you're in for a surprise."
"Oh really? What?"
"You'll see when we get there," I said, blushing furiously. I had wanted to have my wicked way with Edward. He found it strangely arousing when I was assertive and bossy. I was going to try a complete paradigm shift. He was going to do my bidding. Edward sped back to the hotel, tossing the keys to the valet and grabbing my hand as I got out of the car. We rode up the elevator in silence. The tension, sexual tension, was palpable. I couldn't wait to get Edward on his knees. Oh, the fun we'll have.
Once we got into the room, I spun around and pressed Edward into the door. Quite forcefully. Edward's eyes widened and I felt him twitch against my hip. I reached for his tie and removed from his body. "Bella?"
"Do you trust me, Edward?" I asked, twisting his tie in my hands.
"Implicitly," he whispered.
"Good," I said as tied the silk over his eyes. He inhaled sharply and his fingers dug into my hips. His cock twitched against my body and I snickered silently. I pulled Edward to the bed and sat him down. "Can you see anything, Edward?"
"No," he said, his voice rough and husky.
"Hmmm," I said as I stepped away. Edward's hands reached for me and I managed to dance out his grip. I quickly removed my clothes, save for my black lacy bra and black lacy boy shorts. "Now, you can't touch me, Edward. Not until I tell you."
"What?"
"Do I need to bind your hands, Edward?" I asked forcefully.
"No, Bella," he said, the excitement clear in his voice.
"Isabella," I said, leaning close to his handsome face. He moaned quietly and licked his lips. I reached for his hands and stood him up. I slowly circled him and began removing his expensive suit. When it came to his shirt, I smirked. "Do you like your shirt, Edward?"
"Um, why?"
I chuckled and reached for his shirt. With all of my strength I ripped the shirt apart, sending the buttons flying. I pushed the shirt down his shoulders and tossed it onto the floor.
"Holy fuck," Edward said as he reached for me. I danced away and laughed seductively.
"No touching, Edward," I said, quickly sobering. "I don't want to have to punish you. Bind your hands."
"God damn it," Edward breathed. I unbuttoned Edward's pants and pulled them and his boxers down together. I sunk to my knees and stared at his arousal. I arched a brow and ran my tongue along the length of his shaft. He gasped and his hands moved to my head. I stopped my oral ministrations and removed his long fingers from my hair. He groaned as I stood up. I walked to the bathroom and got the belt from robe in there. I took Edward's hands and tied them behind his back.
"No touching, Dr. Masen," I seethed sexily in his ear. "Or I won't let you come."
"Oh god, Isabella," he moaned.
"Hmmm, I like when you call me by my full name. Especially like this," I said, running my fingers over his lean, muscled chest. "You look absolutely delicious. Perhaps I'll finish my taste." I fell to my knees and ran my hands up and down his thighs. I looked up at Edward and his mouth was slightly parted. He was breathing heavily. With my tongue, I repeated my actions from before. I lightly traced my fingers up his strong legs and wrapped my mouth around his impressive cock. He groaned and his hips bucked. With one of my hands, I circled the base of his arousal and started sucking on his dick like I was a god damned Hoover. His hips moved with my mouth and he plunged deeper into my mouth. I lightly scraped my teeth on the bottom of his shaft. I removed my lips from his cock. I pumped his arousal as I stood up. "You like, Edward?"
"God yes," he moaned.
"Do you want to see me?" I purred.
"More than you can imagine," he responded.
"Do you want to touch me?"
"I'm dying to touch your soft skin. Your slick pussy," he growled. I reached behind his head and removed his purple tie from his eyes. Edward blinked and looked down at me. His eyes were hooded and black as onyx. "I need to touch you, Isabella."
"On your knees, Masen," I said. Edward gracefully fell to his knees and he was at the perfect height to kiss my abdomen. I walked around him and released his bindings from his hands. "Do you like it when I boss you around?"
"You see how turned on I am," he smirked.
"Yes, I can. What should I have you do?" I tutted as walked around his kneeling form. "Kiss me? Touch me? Fuck me?"
"How about all of the above," Edward suggested, his eyes piercing through mine.
"I want you to lick my pussy, Edward," I said. "That's what I want you to do."
"Hmmm, the sweetest nectar," he murmured as he reached for my panties. Like his shirt, my panties were torn from my body and Edward spun me around so I was on the bed. My hips were on the edge of the king sized bed and my legs were spread in front of Edward's eager mouth and tongue. Edward's hands were rubbing my thighs. I was trembling in anticipation. He leaned forward and his tongue was run along my dripping slit. He growled and the vibrations went through my body. I moaned and rotated my hips as Edward's mouth moved along my body. "God, Bella. You're so wet."
"Going down on you turns me on," I smirked as I looked at him between my legs. His green eyes met mine and he moved his tongue to my clit and two of his fingers were thrust into my warmth. His eyes never left mine as he licked my pussy. His tongue swirled around my clit and his fingers curled in my body, hitting my g-spot. I moaned loudly as I threw my head back in ecstasy. Edward smiled against my sex and he bit down on my sensitive bundle of nerves. His nibble on my body caused me to arch off the bed, breathing heavily. "Your tongue and fingers are so fucking perfect, Edward."
"Hmmm," he answered against my slick folds. His tongue darted in and out of my sex and I was getting closer to my release. He added his fingers to my body, in addition to his tongue and I started to feel the coil in my belly. The delicious tension in my body. I wanted it to release. But not. I wanted to come all over his face and fingers, but it would mean the end of this wonderful torture.
"Edward," I moaned as I reached for my breasts. I unclasped my bra and tossed it onto the floor. I ran my fingers over my pebbled nipples and bucked my hips against Edward's face and hands. "I'm coming, baby." My muscles fluttered against his fingers and he growled as he attacked my pussy with renewed fervor. I let out a guttural scream and arched off the bed.
"Fuck," Edward said as he pulled for a brief moment. He put his tongue and lips on my clit and sucked and nipped on my body as I climaxed, harder than I'd ever done before. I tried to regulate my breathing as Edward crawled up my body. He kissed my lips. I enthusiastically accepted his kiss, sucking on his hot tongue, tasting my arousal that coated it. "Shit, baby. That's so hot when you do that," Edward moaned. He rolled us and I was straddling his waist. Our kiss never broke and his hands found my breasts, gently kneading the soft mounds.
"I want you to take me from behind, Edward," I mumbled against his mouth.
He pulled away and we maneuvered so I was on all fours. I had never been with a man like this. Edward pressed kiss to my spine and his hands danced along my ribcage. "You are remarkable, Bella," Edward said quietly.
"So are you, Edward," I said, looking over my shoulder at him coyly. "Now, fuck me."
He snarled and he slammed into my core, causing me to let out a yelp. He was so deep. So deep in my warmth and it felt so good. Amazing. I felt full and complete. Edward didn't start thrusting. It seemed like he was getting used to the depth. I wiggled my ass and he hissed. "You're killing me, Bella. You are so tight like this. So good," he moaned as he started moving in and out of my body. I started moving with him, pushing my ass toward him. "Fuck."
I reached down and rubbed my clit as Edward pounded into my wet heat. I reached further down and felt our connection as we fucked. Edward was grunting as he thrust in and out. In and out. God, I never wanted him to stop. He leaned forward and his soft hands found my breasts and he cupped them, squeezing the pert and taut nipples. He pulled me up and I was flush against his chest. The new angle felt different, but so good. Edward grabbed my chin and kissed me forcefully as his hips bucked against mine, pushing his hard cock into my slick depths. "Come for me Isabella," he growled against my lips. He nipped at my neck and his hand reached down my body to circle my clit. "I want to feel you come around my cock."
"Ed...Ed…ward," I moaned as his words caused a rush of arousal to flow through me. I pushed against his hand and his cock. "Shit, you make me feel…so fucking good."
"I aim to please," he said, biting down on my neck. "Let go. Come for me. Now, Isabella." He pinched my clit and I clamped down around his hard cock. I arched my back against his body and screamed loudly. My orgasm triggered his and I felt his dick twitch in my body as he spilled into me. He roared and his hand wrapped around my hip tightly. We collapsed on the bed in a tangled heap of legs, arms and sweat. Edward pressed sweet kisses to my damp neck and he encircled my waist with his muscular arms. "I love you, Bella. You are, by far, the hottest woman on the planet."
"You make me feel that way," I said, nestling back against his chest. "I love you, too, Edward."
"Hmmm, I do like the domineering side of you, Isabella," he cooed. "I could get used to that."
"I can say the same for you, too, Edward. When you're all authoritative, I need new panties," I snorted.
"Good to know," he said as he licked and nibbled on my shoulder. He pulled out of my body and we eventually found our way under the covers. Edward kissed every inch of my face before yawning. I chuckled after I had my own yawn. I kissed him sweetly and we curled into each other, falling into a restful and satisfied sleep.
A/N: Quasi 'Dommella.' Kind of, sort of. Up next, return to Sherryville. Update on Todd. Possible appearance of Mike? Let me know what you think! Love and kisses!