I stared back at him, almost amused at his flabbergasted expression. Who does he take me for? I'm not that daft am I? I'm pretty sure even the simplest simpleton can feel when danger is near. By the look in his face I can tell he is waiting for a proper response, so I decide now would be the best thing to inform him of my true connection to Aro.
"Edward, Aro is my uncle, you can't have contact with that man and not expect anything of his to rub off on you." I say, rolling my eyes at him while going to lay back but shot straight when I feel a sharp pain begin in my back.
He sees my sudden reaction and quickly rushes to my side. "Here…" He says, showing me the first aid kit, where did he pull that from?
He helps pull off my long sleeve shirt, and then helps me lay on my stomach. I lay my head down on my arms, occasionally having to bite down on my fingers to keep from crying out. As it turns out, not only did the bark cut me, it also gave me a handful of splinters.
"I'm almost done." He whispers, as he pulls out a particularly painful one on the left side of my lower back, causing me to cry out in pain. "I'm so sorry."
"It's fine, I've had worse." I murmured, pressing my clammy forehead onto my forearm.
As I remember when I fell from my second story window when I was sixteen years old and only broke my ankle from the fall, surprisingly.
"I think I got them all out..". He says, spraying some antibiotic spray on the cuts.
"Thank you for that," I sigh in relief, closing my eyes as the pain lessened.
I must have fallen asleep because next thing I know I woke up to a dimly lit room.
"What's wrong?" He whispered, from his seat next to the window
"Nothing… I'm just tired..." I whispered.
He nodded, as he looked back out the window.
"Are you tired?" He asked, peeking past the drapes, and into the dark of the night.
"Just a bit." I murmur, stretching on the bed, noticing that a blanket was now on me.
I could feel him worriedly staring at me, causing my skin to heat up under his gaze, so I quickly looked toward my bare feet, sibling my toes a bit.
"I'm going to go take a quick shower. I'll be right back." I whispered, quickly rolling off the bed before walking to my bag and gathering my clothes into my arms along with my towel.
I looked back towards him, watching him as he stared out the window.
The shower lasted longer than I thought it would. I lost track of time the moment the hot water hit my muscles.
After the day I had, I only wanted to go back home.
Why hadn't Uncle Aaron told me about the tribe honoring my parents by setting up a memorial for them?
I almost passed out when Edward accidentally triggered one of the unexpected traps, causing him to smash me into a tree and out of harm's way.
It was then that our eyes met, him concerned, and me? Shocked as hell when my back hit the jagged bark. As I stared up into his mesmerizing eyes, I bit my lip, nervously.
Suddenly, I saw as his eyes looked down to my lips, then briefly flickered back to my eyes before he lowered his lips to meet mine.
The kiss itself is sweet, and tender then grows into heated and passionate.
I felt as if my entire body incinerated, as his lips moved against mine. I could feel the heat from my head to my toes, including the stirring in my belly and an increase of pressure between my legs.
A knock startles me out of my daydreaming, and I note that the bathroom was full of steam.
I quickly finish rinsing off the soap from my hair and body before grabbing a towel to step out of the shower.
As I step out of the shower, the door slams open and Edward rushes in with his gun drawn.
"Ahhh!!!" I scream in surprise trying to cover myself as much as possible. "What the fuck is wrong with you!" I shout at him throwing the towel at him as I quickly attempt to get dressed.
"I'm sorry! When you didn't respond I thought something might've happened to you!" He rushed out.
"I told you I was going to shower you, idiot!" I scream gathering my dirty clothes and pushing past him.
"It's not like I saw anything…" he muttered, looking uncomfortable.
I scowl at him and throw another towel at his head, before proceeding to grab my dirty clothes and stuff them in a large zip lock bag before throwing it in my bag, angrily.
"I'm sorry. I swear, I didn't think that through. Nice tattoo by the way." He teased, coughing to hide his amusement, causing me to gasp horrified.
"Edward!" I squeaked, as both my hands went to my back.
"I'll just— go take a shower…" he said, grabbing his things before walking into the bathroom and shutting the splintered door behind himself.
Moments later I found myself having to go to the bathroom, badly. So, without thinking about it I rushed through the door and towards the toilet.
As soon as I finished I felt my eyes widen at the sight before me.
Standing there under the hot, steaming spray was Edward in all is naked glory. My eyes shouldn't be looking but they stay glued to his broad shoulders, and then travel down to his round behind.
When I blink again, I feel my face begin to heat up.
I quickly tried to get out as quickly as possible, but when I started washing my hands and he let out a surprised howl, I quickly scramble to get out but it was too late, as I turned to get out of the door, I made eye contact with Edward.
"Did you enjoy the show?" He asked, standing in the shower with a white towel, and a smirk plastered on his face.
I blushed in response and rushed back into the room, slamming the door behind myself.
Sweet baby Jesus, what a body!