A/N: Thanks to Tiffany & Sherry xx
Chapter 41
Edward chased me all the way from the kitchen into the living room. As he tried to grab me, I had tried to run away, which caused the both of us to loose our balance and fall down. He spun me around and pinned me to the rug before I even knew what was happening.
He raised the hand that held the flour over me, ready to let it loose at any second.
"Don't you dare," I warned him.
"Or you'll what?" he said, cocking his eyebrow at me.
"Or I'll…" I said, trying to think of a threat, but I couldn't think of one. He was the one with the advantage here.
Edward slowly released the flour over me, trailing it over my breasts and then face as he held me down. I screamed and fought against him the entire, but I was laughing too hard to put up any sort of a real fight. When his hand was empty, he rubbed it over my face and down my neck and chest.
"You're going to pay for that," I warned him.
The second he let me go I pushed him back on his heels and made a run for the bag of flour on the counter, picking up the whole bag. By the time I grabbed it, he was no where to be seen. He was hiding. Coward.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are," I said, slowly making my way out of the room, scanning all the possible hiding spots. It was an open plan room; there were only so many places where he could hide.
As I walked towards the couch, he jumped out from behind the pillar behind me. I turned to face him, pointing to the bag at him. His eyes went wide as he looked down at my hands. "Put the bag down, Bella," he pleaded.
I shook my head. "I warned you," I said, stalking towards him.
"I'm sorry," Edward said, as he held up his hands. "I promise I won't do it again."
"Too late," I smirked, flicking the bag towards him. I emptied the entire bag over him. He was completely drenched in flour. He was like a ghost. It was funny, until he started coming after me.
I shrieked as I started to run away from him. I didn't get far before he caught me from behind and lifted me off the floor as he rubbed his face against my cheek and hair.
He turned me around in his arms and the second our eyes locked, we both froze. I could see heat and desire lingering in his green depths. As he slowly lowered me to the floor I anchored my hand around the back of his neck, pulling his lips to mine.
He tasted of flour and all the other Edward flavors I had grown accustomed to. It was then that I realized just how much I cared for him. I would do everything in my power to keep him by my side.
All too soon he pulled away, both of us a panting mess. "We should probably tidy up."
I nodded, but I wasn't thinking about the house.