Chapter Thirty-Eight
Time had never moved so slowly for Bella.
Interviews had never seemed so dull.
Smiles to fans had never been so fake.
But God, she missed Edward.
Bella flopped back onto the hotel bed and released a frustrated sigh. She'd flown into Heathrow a few hours previously and had since been pacing the hell out of the carpet in her room. She'd never been outside of the States before but since the World Premiere was being hosted at the Odeon in London, she had no choice.
It wasn't that she didn't want to be here, experiencing new things, she just wished that Edward's chat show appearance hadn't been running late so that they could explore together. She was nervous.
Her phone vibrated on the mattress beside her and she snatched it up, grinning at the display.
"Edward!"
She could hear the smile in his voice. "Bella. Hey."
"Have you wrapped yet?"
"Open your door and see."
Bella bounced off of the bed and bounded for the door, yanking it open with a grin which only widened further as she saw him, fisting her hand in his shirt and tugging him inside.
She was on tip toes, arched into him.
His lips descended on hers.
He kicked the door shut behind them.
And neither noticed the shadow in the hallway.