THE LINE WE CROSSED – CHAPTER 2

Carlisle POV

After spending 4 hours in the OR that night operating on a 18 year old girl, I finally got home 2 a.m. I fixed myself a glass of whiskey, sat down in the study and tried to relax. I tried not to but my mind went straight to the girl Edward had brought home to meet me earlier that evening. Bella Swan, not the prettiest girl in the world, but pretty enough and she had something about her that I instantly liked. I liked how she didn't try to suck up to me, she was just polite and respectful. It was obvious that he liked me too and more than one should like her boyfriend's father. I felt the same. I knew what the legal age was for sexual consent, I knew my son really liked her, I knew she was 16 and I myself already 40 years old, I knew all that but I still couldn't not think about how much I wanted to have her in my bed.

Those thoughts just overwhelmed me. Ever since my wife's death I only had a few one-night stands with some nurses in the hospital, just to take some edge off. But Bella definitely wasn't one night stand material. She was more, much more.

I decided to jerk off while thinking about her, so I closed and locked the door to my study and I really didn't need porn to get myself off. Just thinking about the evening spent with her did what was needed. I thought about being close to her while I leaned to take the book from the shelf above her. I felt the heat and knew she must have felt that too, because she quite quickly decided to step away. I couldn't really blame her, we were a forbidden fruit for each other for many reasons.

I thought about her for days after that and as I was swarmed with work, I was also aware that she was hanging at my house constantly. Every day I got home so late that Edward had already taken her home.

Until one night when I got home a little earlier than usually, about 9 p.m. she was still there. I could hear them laughing with Alice. As I was really tired, I went to sleep soon enough, but around half past midnight I couldn't sleep anymore and I headed downstairs to have a snack. Reaching the kitchen door I found her crouching down to reach something from the bottom drawer of the fridge. I took a moment, enjoying the view as she had short PJ's on. And a thought occurred to me then. If it was the first time that she had stayed over, their relationship probably was sexual now if it wasn't before and a wave of jealousy washed over me. I pushed it away.

I did a little coughing sound and she instantly straightened herself, turned around and closed the fridge.

"Dr Cul- I mean Carlisle. What are you doing here?"

I chuckled, "I live here."

She smiled and said, "No, I meant, in the kitchen so late at night."

"Probably the same thing you are doing here, having a late night snack." I continued to smile, she so easily brought it out of me. "Why don't I make us both a sandwich."

"I'm not—"

"It'll be quick, I promise."

"Okay, thanks," she smiled.

After I had gathered the necessary materials from the fridge, I turned around to see that she was leaning on the kitchen counter with her elbows, browsing a magazine she had found from god knows where. And her ass was just in an angle, that if I pulled down her bottoms I could fuck her from behind right there.

"Bella, why don't you sit down, you are distracting me." I said quietly while putting things down on the island next to her.

She got up right away and blushed as she apologized.

"It's okay, don't apologize."

And don't do it anymore if you aren't trying to seduce me.

I wanted to add but didn't.

As I was making her and myself a sandwich, I asked, "So have you had a chance to read the book you borrowed from me?" I asked casually.

"Yes, I'm almost done." She replied just as casually.

"Oh, already?"

"Yeah, it's quite good." She shrugged.

"What did you like about it." I asked while putting a plate with a sandwich in front of her.

Again I was so close to her that the heat was starting to build inside me and when she looked up to me, I knew she felt the same thing.

"I liked the main female character, I could relate to her."

"In what way?" I asked her, sitting at the table opposite her.

"You know the financial problems and your boyfriend being from the rich family." She replied.

She lied, that wasn't why she felt like that girl in the novel. At least not the only reason.

"Bella, I want you to know that I expect you not to lie to me. I like you, but if you start lying to me…"

"What do you want me to say, Carlisle? That I think about my boyfriend's father the way I shouldn't. It doesn't matter. I'm in love with Edward. And this," She signaled between us with her hand, "Whatever this is, can never be. So, get over it."

I was taken aback for a moment looking at her leave the kitchen. At least she admitted to feeling something toward me, that was the first step. I hadn't decided what I was going to do with the knowledge. Would I seduce her or do what she was doing, trying to ignore the whole thing that had been happening between us.