Chapter 17
Bella:
"You sound so good saying my name," Edward whispers, his hand reaching out to touch me. Just before he does, though, he pulls back. A frown forms on his perfect forehead. "Wait. How do you know my name?"
"Um. It's sort of a long story," I reply, grimacing.
"Were you searching for me? Who told you about me?" Edward asks, his eyes hardening as he takes a step back from me. Inside, it feels like my heart is being shattered. "Let me guess; Alice," Edward says bitterly.
"No! It's not like that!" I tell him.
Edward shakes his head, closing his eyes. Acting on impulse, I reach out and grab his hand.
As soon as we touch, Edward pulls me to him, his arms wrapping around my waist and holding me against him. I have to tilt my face to look up at him as he's so much taller than me.
"Do I get to know your name?" Edward asks, one hand reaching up to cup my cheek. I sigh, leaning into his touch.
"Isabella. All my friends call me Bella, though," I tell him.
"Am I your friend?" Edward asks, his lips stretching into a grin.
"A lot more than that, hopefully," I reply.
Ever so slowly, Edward leans down and presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer as our lips move in sync. I don't ever want to have to let him go.
"Bella," Edward murmurs, kissing along my neck. "Are you staying in Berlin?" he asks.
"Yes," I sigh, letting out a moan as Edward sucks on my neck.
"How far away is your hotel?" Edward asks, pulling back from me. I barely manage to hold in my growl.
"I have to get a train across Berlin," I tell him, kissing his chin.
"There's a hotel just down the street. I can get us a room for tonight?" Edward suggests.
"Fuck yes," I grin. I peck his lips and then disentangle myself from him.
Edward grabs my hand and pulls me quickly down the street. In a few minutes, we arrive at an incredibly fancy looking hotel. I feel out of place, in scruffy jeans and a baggy top.
"Edward, can you afford this?" I whisper as we step inside.
"Don't worry about it, Bella," Edward replies.
I just follow as Edward strides confidently up to the front desk. After a few words, Edward has bought up a lavish hotel room for the night. Edward leads me over to the lift, which takes us up to the top floor. I knew the Cullen's had money, I just didn't realise Edward was still able to use it.
Edward takes my hand and leads me down the corridor to our room. Inside the room, there is a large, four-poster king-sized bed, completely with decorative cushions and frilly throws. Along one of the wallpaper covered walls, there is a long sofa and a TV hanging on the wall over it.
Once the door shuts behind us, Edward pins me up against the nearest wall.
Damn.
A/N: Thoughts on their meeting?
Next chapter will be longer (no spoilers but there might be a lemon...). As for the other chapters, the length will not really change. I know many of you have commented of the length but by writing chapters of around 500 words it allows me to update 3 times a week. If I were writing longer chapters (i.e. 2000+ words) then I'd only update perhaps once a week, if that.
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