There's a dangerous glint in his eyes as he stands at the edge of the bed.
"I believe you owe me a favor, sweet cheeks." He says, eyeing my exposed thighs, the dangerous glint in his eye shining a bit more, causing my legs to squeeze together, and my skin to heat up.
Even if my treacherous body was reacting, I wasn't about to show weakness to a man I'd known for all of five days. No, sir. It was going to take more than a fucking pair of pretty, bright green eyes to make me fall to my knees.
Fuck that. I was Bella Marie Swan- Higganbotthom, nee Swan come Monday morning, I will bow down to no man.
"It better not be what I think it is or I will tear your balls off and have you wearing them on your ears before you can even try." I snipped.
He smirks in response, "I didn't realize that was a possibility, Bunny. If it was, I would be having you for dinner." He snips back.
I gasp, and narrow my eyes at him before I jerk my leg, aiming it in between both of his but he catches it by my ankle and yanks me towards him as let out a squeak in surprise.
He leans over me, amusement clear on his face. His thick thighs trapping my legs securely as his long nimble fingers restrains both of my wrists above my head. His hands are rough against my skin, and his old is firm, yet gentle.
"Alright, that's enough. Are you going to behave or do I need to put you over my knee?" He asked as he hovered over me.
The moment I felt his skin touch my own, an electric pulse resonated throughout my entire body.
That same electric pulse that I've been feeling since I threw coffee at him, honestly I was scared to admit it.
So, I did what I always do when I am unsure of what to do. I hid it until I could wrap my head around whatever this was.
I smirked in response, "Now, where is the fun in that? You and I both know that this has become our thing. The teasing, sassing, and all this… unless.. You don't like it?" I challenge, smirking at his blank expression. "What's wrong, pookie? Can't take the heat?" I teased.
He bites the inside of his cheek for a moment before nodding, "Oh I definitely can… but I am a gentleman and at the moment you are making it very difficult to be…" He admits.
I humph, "Gentleman, my ass. You've been eyeing me like a piece of meat since we met." I retorted.
He rolls his eyes, "It's not my fault, you have amazing assets. One can't help but to want to admire a piece of art that falls before them. It would be a crime not to." He respoYou!
"So would kicking your ass." I deadpan.
"Not gonna happen, Bunny." He says, "You love me too much to hurt me." He teases.
"Mhm. Don't be so sure about that, pookie. For all you know, I am just here for my benefit, and will leave you high and dry." I respond dryly.
"Mhm. Now that you bring up the subject…are you gonna explain what happened earlier?" I asked.
I watch as the playfulness on his face disappears entirely.
He wordlessly lets go of me, and steps back, allowing me to sit up. "Yes. I am, please grab your things and follow me back up the stairs." He tells me.
I sigh before slipping my laptop into my bag, grabbing my stuff, before following up the stairs.
He grabs a tumbler from the counter, gulping down its contents before turning to me.
"Did Seth ever tell you about my past?" He asked.
I shook my head as I set down my stuff on one of the stools.
He sighs, "I suppose it is my story to tell." He concedes.
I nod, as he picks up the half-empty tumbler before inclining his head to the direction of the living room.
I sigh, as I look at the stovetop clock, noting that it is almost four in the morning, and sigh as I realize I am going to have a headache later on when I head to the Cromwell meeting with Mateo Cromwell later tonight.
"Are you coming, Bunny?" He calls from the living room.
I sigh, "Yeah, I was just answering an email." I answer, evasively.
He's sitting on the couch, leaning his head on the back of the couch, his forearm draped over his eyes as I walk in. He immediately drops his arm, and turns his head to look at me.
"How did you answer the email when you left your phone on the bed downstairs?" He asked, holding it up, and gave me a look.
I smirk in response, "Alright so you caught me, pookie. I lied. I was thinking about heading home since it's so late." I admit.
He hums, "You can leave… after we talk. I need to ask something of you before you go." He says, sitting up fully.
I nod, "Alright then, let us talk then." I said as I sat down next to him.
He gives me an unsure look before he places his elbows on his thighs before turning to look at me, "What exactly did Seth tell you?" He finally asks.
I blink, "Not much, that you have a dark past, that affects you. One in which very recently you had tried to put behind you, but it ended badly." I say.
He blinks, tensing for a moment.
"That you lost your parents in a car accident." I whisper, looking down at my hands.
He nods, as he reaches out to grab the tumbler, and takes another gulp. "I did. But… and it was my fault." He finally says, causing me to gasp.
Silence falls around us as I stare at him in disbelief after hearing his full explanation.
I felt a wave of emotions as I sat there trying to process what he had just told me.
This had to be some sort of sick joke. It just had to. Was Seth in on it? Leah?
Oh my god, why was this happening to me? Why? Did I cut off a voodoo priest on the highway, piss off an old witch, get a fucking curse from something I touched? Why is my life going to shit?
How could he be- be a- I can't bring myself to say it. Saying it would only cause me to panic further.
"Wah- Hah-ow- nevermind. Okay, I don't want to know. I don't want to be involved if this is a crime or open investigation this will affect my business and future ventures…" I said as I stood up and made my way to the other side of the room, trying to clear my head.
Fuck, this could only happen to me!
Father time, and lady lucky just had to fuck me over again.
Why did I let Seth talk me into giving him a chance? Fuck, I should have fucked him and left. That's what I should have done.
Now everything will be ruined.
I could feel my fingertips and toes begin to get the familiar tingling, and my chest suddenly felt heavy.
He sighs, "Isabella, stop."
"What di- What did you think- Why would you-? Fuck! Did you kill them?! Were you involved?" I asked.
"No." He replies.
"Then why were you responsible?! How were you even involved?" I questioned anxiously.
"Stop." He says tensely again.
"No! Don't you see? By getting involved with you all my fucking future business deals, and decisions are going to be fucked!" I snarled at him.
He yanks me towards him, and turns me to look at him, "Will you fucking listen to me?!" He growls back.
"Why the fuck should I listen to you?! You may have just ruined all my hard work! Do you not understand that?!"
He sighs, clenching his fists to his sides, "Isabella, look at me." He orders firmly.
I ran my hands through my hair, trying to push it out of my face, gasping as I felt the temperature of the room suddenly spike up.
Were the walls closing in? Oh god, this hasn't happened in such a long time
I feel as his hand wraps around my wrist and he brings me to a stop, and pulls me back in his direction, slowly turning me, before pulling me into a hug.
"You are having a panic attack. You need to calm down." He tells me calmly as he places one hand on my back and the other on the back of my head, cradling it against his chest.
"I-I'm fine, Edward." I gasped, tearfully.
"No, you are not, Bunny. Come on, let me help you, then if you never want to see me again, I'll leave you alone." He says.
I swallow hard, and shake my head, unable to think clearly. "I-I'm fine. It'll pass." I whisper as he holds me there.
I listen to the beat of his heart, slowly calming down enough to think clearly for a moment.
He lets me go, as soon as I am okay.
When I pull back, his eyes meet mine, and he sighs, a forlorn expression as he steps back.
"I'm sorry. For everything." He says, thickly.
I swallow hard as I take a step back, "You have nothing to be sorry about, Ed-Edward. I am sorry for my strong reaction…" I whisper, thickly.
He nods, not looking me in the eye. "It's fine, I understand why you did." I hear him whisper.
I nod in response, as I move to grab my things. "It'll be okay, I just— I just need to wrap my head around everything," I reassure.
He nods, looking away as he does.
Without another word, I head to the bathroom to change, before grabbing my things and heading out the door.
As I do, I feel his hand wrap around my wrist, pulling me to a stop, "Don't go." He whispers into my hair.
I close my eyes, allowing one tear to fall, only to swipe it away, before I swallow back my emotion, and look down, feeling my eyes brim over, "I have to… I'm sorry." I say, before pulling away and walking out the door.
Author's Note:
In case anyone is wondering about everyone's age:
Bella's current age, she's 28. Edward is 32, Alice 27, Jasper 30, Rosalie is 31, and Emmett is 35.
Hope you all enjoyed the chapter. See ya soon.