I drove around the city an hour longer, waiting to see if the Cullen family would converge on me now that they had what they wanted. I had a feeling that Carlisle was going to keep his word. He had a healthy sense of fear when it came to me.
I parked across town. It was almost lunchtime and Bella needed more energy. I already had the city memorized and all the restaurants inside of it. I chose something simple, and had them box up the various sandwiches and desserts carefully.
I knew I was grinning like a fool as I walked back to the hotel.
Bella was still asleep when I got back. It had been seven hours. That was enough sleep, right? I pulled open the curtains, letting in the dull light. Bella groaned and rolled so that she was facing away from the sun.
"Wake up before I push you off the bed." I threatened and chuckled when she flipped me off. "You think I won't do it?"
"I don't doubt that you will." Bella mumbled into her pillow.
"Yet you haven't gotten up yet…" She pulled the sheets closer to her and yawned.
"Maybe I want you to push me to the floor and join me for some afternoon delight." I could tell that she was just talking to continue laying in bed.
"I'm going for a smoke. Be up before I come back in."
"You're an asshole." I chuckled before closing the balcony door and lighting up a cigarette. There were still no vampires within the range of my gift.
What happens after this? A weekend of fucking and then… I'd be happy with another weekend of fucking- and then another weekend.
But everyone always wants more. Bella will want more and I had nothing to give beyond fucking. And those damn Cullens might be getting in my way.
I took a short puff.
I guess I'll just cross those bridges when I got to them. Till then I'll fuck until I can't fuck any longer. That's how I lived most of my life anyway.
Bella was sitting on the edge of the bed when I went back inside. She stood up and stretched her arms above her head.
"Stop teasing me." I said while appreciating the view.
"Don't care." She stood on her toes, stretching. "Damn, I feel like I just finished a triathlon."
"I wouldn't be a real man if you weren't sore."
"Because you know I've been doubting that fact." Bella said in a sarcastic voice.
"Well shit, I guess I'll have to try harder to prove that to you." I started walking over to her with the sole intent of tossing her on the bed and fucking her senseless. She held up a hand, stopping me in my tracks.
"I need to shower and eat first. Not all of us are machines like you."
"Keep hanging around and I might make you into a machine some day." The words slipped out without a thought. Bella just laughed and went to take a shower. I sat down and propped my feet up on a small table.
What a strange thing for me to say. Did I want to change Bella? The thought had not really crossed my mind before. Why was this woman changing up my mentality? If I had run across that piss-ant before I met Bella I would have just killed him and welcomed a fight from his coven with open arms.
I was usually very in touch with my own motives so I was pissed off that I was uncertain why I had said that. Of course before she came along my motives boiled down to three things: fucking, fighting, and feeding. Has a fourth motive been added, or is this whole situation going to be filed under the fucking category of motives? That wouldn't explain my comment though or why she wasn't scared of me the first time our eyes met.
Bella came out of the bathroom in only a towel. I was about to conquer that body all over again.
"Food first." Bella reiterated when she saw the look in my eyes. "Should I even bother dressing first or are we just going to go swimming in the sheets the second I'm done eating?" I considered her question.
"Naw, you should get dressed. I don't want us to just be holed up in this place the whole time."
"I'm surprised you have a plan beyond this room. I mean you've already bought enough food to keep us fed till Monday." Bella gestured to the table.
"I am rather capable of making plans. Just not for things like this."
"So you do have a plan?" Bella sounded surprised as she got dressed.
"No, but there is something liberating about having sex under the open sky." Bella grinned as she grabbed one of the sandwiches. "I'll even buy one of those picnic blankets so you don't have to get your pretty hands and knees dirty."
"I didn't know you were a gentleman."
"I'm not." I grinned at her mischievously. "The same way I wouldn't allow my car to get scratched I won't allow you to get hurt." I said matter-of-factly and Bella laughed.
"You really are a caveman. I'm a human being, not a car."
"Well I ride in both." I mumbled just loud enough for her to hear. I loved setting her off, making her angry.
"You're an asshole."
"I thought I was a caveman, now I'm an asshole. Make up your mind."
"Being a caveman and an asshole are not mutually exclusive." Bella said in between bites.
"No they are not. So do you want a picnic blanket or we just going to do it in the dirt?"
"A blanket please." I stood up and grabbed my keys to go get it. "Oh and I plan on soaking my sore muscles in that hot tub downstairs so if you don't have swimtrunks get a pair- unless you want me alone, barely clothed, and wet?"
"You just know how to set me off, don't you?" I leaned over her, getting real close, trying to intimidate her. She smiled widely at me and winked at me.
"With you, Jasper, it just comes naturally."