Disclaimer: All characters are property of that lady who wrote Twilight. This story, however, is mine. © 2023 lilbitbookish82
This is my first ever attempt at writing fic. Please be gentle with me. This time we’re going to hear from Bella. I wonder how she feels after the day’s events, especially that kiss. Also, we’re going to bring some siblings into the mix. That should be a nice shock!
Chapter 4
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BPOV
After I close the door, I do a total girl move and jump up and down and squeal; quietly of course since Edward is either still right outside my door or in his room. Lord knows how thin the walls are and I’m not willing to find out yet. I never dreamed my first kiss would be so…so (sigh) magical. I feel like today was like that Taylor Swift song, “Today Was A Fairytale”. I go to my carry-on bag and rummage around…where the hell is it? AH! There it is! My Beats Pill! I connect it to my phone via the Bluetooth connection and scroll through my Spotify account and find the song; there it is. I start unpacking and then it gets to the part which makes my heart melt; it’s us…me and Edward:
Today was a fairytale.
Time slows down
Whenever you’re around
Can you feel this magic in the air?
It must have been the way you kissed me
Fell in love when I saw you standin’ there
It must have been the way
Today was a fairytale
-Taylor Swift
I fall back onto my unmade bed and just sigh. Is this what it feels like to be in love? This feeling like I want to be in his arms right now. He’s literally right on the other side of the wall from me and it’s too far. This is ridiculous, right? I don’t even care. When the song ends, I find a “In Love” playlist on Spotify and it has songs like “this is what falling in love feels like” by JVKE and “Dandelions” by Ruth B. that I setup to play when I unpack. I’m about to become one of those people; the ones that Rose and I made fun of at the Estate that came for the weekend…the ones that were “sooooo in love” and couldn’t keep their hands or lips off each other; the ones daddy called schmoopy. I find that I don’t mind that either. I want to be schmoopy with Edward. I could kiss his lips all day long while staring into his eyes that turn from that beautiful mint color to a gorgeous shade of clear jade; feel his large, warm hands skim my cheeks and push themselves into my hair roughly so he can shift me any way he wants to or skim the skin above my jeans slowly moving under my shirt, maybe skimming the side of my breast. Is it getting hot in here? I feel a wet patch forming in my panties just thinking about this. I finally sit up and decide to go ahead and unpack my toiletry bag really quick so I can change into some comfy clothes to get this job done. I find my shower curtain and towels and hop in the shower, clean myself, and get out. I pull out some leggings and a huge sweatshirt from the winery, some socks, and I get to work.
***STTS***
There is a lull between songs when I hear it, a soft knock on the door. I look over at the clock and see it’s a little after 1:30 am. I grab my cell and quietly approach the door. I don’t hear anyone out there, but I’m not about to open it just in case. Once I decide to walk away, my phone beeps with a message:
Open the door, mo chridhe. I can’t sleep without kissing your lips one more time tonight. – xoxo E
I silently squeal again and then move to open the door. He walks in, looks around, pushes me against the utility door and brushes his lips against mine softly. When he sees that I am okay with that, he pushes his hands into my hair and pulls me to him with a little more force and kisses me again, this time grabbing my bottom lip between his teeth lightly, soothing it with his tongue. Then he decides that isn’t enough and our tongues decide to dance in each other’s mouths. We both begin to moan lightly. I can’t get enough of the taste of him. Slowly, he pulls back and kisses me with a few smaller brushes of his lips and tongue, down to tiny pecks in patterns of three.
“I’m sorry, beautiful…I didn’t mean for that to get out of hand”, he says embarrassingly.
“You don’t hear me complaining, do you?”, I ask softly. “I quite enjoyed that version of goodnight”, I say as I feel my blush cover my face.
“Oh, god you’re beautiful Bella.”, he states like a prayer as he kisses me once more. “I hope I get to see you tomorrow?”, he questions. I feel myself drooping in sadness. “What’s wrong, mo chridhe?”
“I promised my sister a “sister day” tomorrow. Going shopping, getting nails done, lunch, dinner at her house with her fiancé. I agreed to this before I met you again.”, I say with disappointment.
“Can’t say I’m not disappointed, but I can’t be upset”, he says. “Maybe I’ll catch up with my brother. Since he lives down here now, I don’t see him as often anyways. There’s always tomorrow’s goodnight”, he says to me with a smirk.
I blush again but it’s more to do with excitement and expectation of tomorrow night’s goodnight kiss than embarrassment or shyness. “I’ll miss you tomorrow, Edward”, I tell him honestly.
“Oh, Bella…you have no idea how much I’ll miss you. Goodnight, mo chridhe. Sleep with the sweetest dreams”, he tells me and seals it with another kiss.
“They’ll be of you, so of course they’ll be sweet. Goodnight.” I say as I slowly close the door. It’s a little after 2:15 am now and I am exhausted. I make sure to plug in the nightlight so I can find my way to the bathroom, turn down my freshly made bed, plug in my phone and Bluetooth speaker, and find myself drifting off to sleep.
***STTS***
You can count on me like 1, 2, 3
I'll be there
And I know when I need it
I can count on you like 4, 3, 2
And you'll be there
'Cause that's what friends are s'posed to do, oh yeah
-Bruno Mars
“Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, oh fuck”, I sing as I grab my cell. “Morning, Rosie Posie”, I croak.
“Look at you still in bed…it’s after 9:00 am! Get your ass up, I’m on my way.”
“Ahhh shit. Bring me Starbucks and I’ll get up. I was up until almost 2:30 unpacking and stuff, I have so much to tell you today and I need the caffeine if you want me to spill the tea. I showered last night, so I’ll just throw on some clothes and meet you outside on the corner of Andy Holt and UT Drive”.
“Alrighty, how many extra shots?”
“At least two. I’ll Zelle you the money.”
“Shut up, Bee…it’s too early to argue with you. Keep your damned money, you little punk ass”., she rants at me. “I’ll be there in twenty, byeeeeee!”.
I put my cell down, change my clothes; especially my wet panties because let’s just say my dreams were pretty sweet last night, brush my teeth, throw on some more deodorant, and attempt to tame the mop on my head. I can’t find my prescription sunglasses, which I think I left in daddy’s SUV, so I have to wear my contacts…ugh. I’m not doing the makeup thing, so Rose can kiss my butt. Once I am done, I pick up my phone to check the time and notice I have a text from Edward that came in around 8:47 am:
Good morning, my sweet girl. I just wanted to tell you that I hope you have an amazing
day with your sister. I’ll miss you, but I look forward to our “goodnight”. That specific
type of goodnight gave me the “sweetest” dreams ;) xoxo-E
Um, swoon. If his dreams were anything like mine, I can just imagine the mess he had to deal with…and now I’m blushing again, this time with embarrassment for thinking like
that. I decide if he can flirt like that, I am too.
Good morning, my gorgeous man. My dreams were VERY sweet last night. So sweet that I
had to change my panties before I left this morning due to how drenched they were ;) I
may be a virgin and I may be extremely shy most of the time, but I do love to read. Let’s
just say some fanfiction writers have a way with words and have given me a very vivid
imagination when it comes to that department. I hope you have a wonderful day. I miss
you but I look forward to our “goodnight” as well. xoxo-B
Once I’m done being a dirty little flirt, I grab my bag and head downstairs to wait for Rose. Not even three minutes later and she pulls up right in front of me on Andy Holt. I hop into the passenger side of her car and grab the sweet, caffeine-y goodness she has provided me, and being the good big sister she is, she waits ten minutes before engaging me in any time of conversation.
“fifty-eight, fifty-nine, TEN MINUTES!!!”, she screams. “Good morning, sunshine! How are you today?”
I try to give her the stink eye, but I just don’t have it in me; I’m in too good of a mood. “Morning, hyper ass, how much coffee have you had today so far? By the way, I’m great”, I tell her.
“Em’s little brother called him early this morning and asked him if he wanted to go work out and then to breakfast, so I had a cup then. Then you needed your coffee, so I got a shot of espresso and this”, she says as she holds up a venti caramel macchiato that I know if I look on the order sticker will say at least two extra shots inside.
“Totally understand now. What’s on the agenda, Pose?”
“You hungry?”, she asks.
“Nah, not really”, I shrug. “I’d rather wait for lunch.”
“Then let’s head to Tar-get. Did you forget anything or need anything?”
“My dumb ass forgot my big bottle of contact solution, so I’m working with my almost
empty travel one, and I would like to get at least two more pairs of sheets and matching comforters. I want some decorative pillows and stuff to decorate. Since I don’t have a roommate, I want to make the other bed like a couch. I’m going to move some furniture around to accommodate it. I’m going to get curtains and a rug too I think.”
“Hell yeah, no roommate? I can pretty much guarantee you that you probably won’t get one either; not many join L&L Communities mid-year or if they do, someone has graduated in December, so it doesn’t really change anything.”
“Well, I’ll continue to cross my fingers and pray, because I do NOT want to share a room…. especially because…well, never mind”.
“What do you mean never mind?”, she asks as she pulls into a parking spot at Target. We get out of the car and meet in the back by the trunk.
“Um…I may have met someone. Remember the guy I ran into when I had to leave to go to the airport when you told Em’s parents you guys were engaged? The one I told you I felt that immediate connection with?”
“Oh Bee, I know how heart-broken you were about him”, she says as she hugs me to her. “Are you feeling guilty because you like this new someone but still think about him?”, she questions with sincerity.
“Actually, no. Rose…it is him. He is my neighbor at Magnolia. The guy at the bar is the same guy I met…and we still have that connection. He told me he felt it too. He said he cried when I had to go, and his mom found him in the vestibule all forlorn. He said he was depressed the entire time too thinking he had lost his chance at fate. He calls me mo chridhe, Rose! He says he believes in dhut gu bràth and that we are meant to be”, I gush. I look over at her to see if she thinks if I am crazy and I see tears falling down her face.
“Bee…”, she sobs, “I can’t believe...sniff…you found him…sniff…and he…he…. found youuuuuu”…she sobs again. “I am so happy for you, Bee”, she cries again as she hugs me super tight. “Tell me all about him, please!”, she sniffs again as she slowly calms herself. We start walking into the store and grab a buggy. She starts walking over to Starbucks, but I steer her away; she does NOT need any more caffeine right now. “Bee, I need it right now. I am feeling all these emotions”, she whines.
“Absolutely not, Rosie. I am not going to wire you up and have you be a wired mess in a little while”, I roll my eyes when she huffs at me.
“Fine”, she grumbles, “then spill the damned tea about this guy of yours. Is he hot?”
“You already know he is. I think I have explained to you in detail MANY times what he looks like, and I promise you…my imagination didn’t forget. The only other thing I couldn’t quite recall was the exact shade of his eyes. I am proud to say that when I am up close, they are a gorgeous shade of mint…until we go to kiss”, I blush and turn away and back again, “then they are a stunning shade of jade that makes you feel like mush”, I
melt.
“Isabella Marie!”, she gasps in shock. “Do you mean to tell me you are already swapping spit with this guy? What do you even know about him? You just met him yesterday officially, for goodness’ sake!”. I shrug at her.
“Rosalie Aila!”, I gasp back sarcastically, “Do you mean to tell me that you didn’t suck face with Emmett the same night you met? I distinctly remember a conversation to that effect that occurred around the second week of your freshman year?” I am being such a smart ass, but she knows that I am right.
“But…but…that’s different!”, she screeches.
I look over to her with a raised eyebrow, “Explain to me, oh wise one how exactly that is different? Because if I recall, I met him back in February. May not have spoken but a few words to him, but I did meet him then, so HA!”
“You’re too young!”, she says as she stomps her foot. I roll my eyes and walk down the aisle with the comforters. “Don’t walk away from me, young lady!”
“Rose, I’m going to say this and you’re going to hush your big mouth, got it?” She nods. “I am technically seven months and three days older than you were when you started here at UT, so don’t give me these double standards. I am a big girl. I have always been responsible. In fact, he was my very first kiss…ever. It was the best moment of my life, and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I went to bed last night feeling like I could float. Do NOT ruin this for me”, I grump at her as a few stray tears fall down my cheeks. I walk away from her and the buggy and go to another aisle to look at rugs instead. I know she’ll give me time to myself to calm down; that’s just what Rose does. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket, so I take it out, look down, and smile.
Hello my beautiful girl! I just wanted to say hello and I hope you are having a good time
with your sister. My brother is giving me shit about kissing you last night already; not in
a bad way…more in a “atta boy” way. He’s such a pig. It just made me miss your
gorgeous blue-green eyes, your beautiful smile, your adorable giggle, and your sweet,
sweet lips. I can’t wait to kiss you goodnight. Does this make me obsessed? I just really
needed to tell you that. I miss you. xoxo-E
I swear, it’s like we’re connected, and he just knew I needed to hear from him in that moment. I decide to call him instead of text him back. I dial his number quickly and it rings twice before he answers.
Hello. Shut the fuck up, dude. STOP! No, you can’t talk to her. LEAVE ME ALONE! Ugh,
Sorry about that. My brother is such a pain in the ass.
I hear someone in the background messing with him and I swear the voice sounds familiar, but I don’t really know anyone else here besides Rose and Em.
Hi, handsome! Are you having fun with your brother?
If you call getting teased and being beat down on GTA, then ohhh yeah. I hope you sense
the sarcasm in that statement. Are you okay? You sound upset.
I’m okay now that I am talking to you. I’m just a little upset because my sister
was giving me the third degree about kissing someone I just met. I did remind
her that she made out with the guy she is engaged to the same night she met
him, and that you were the only guy I have EVER kissed in my life. I also
reminded her that I didn’t actually meet you last night, but in February if she
was being technical. I had to walk away from her because she was killing my
Edward buzz.
Is that what you’re calling it? You’re Edward buzz? I mean, I like it. I’m sorry she upset
you, mo chridhe. Just know, there is nothing wrong with our relationship and the speed it
is moving. This is OUR relationship. We are both adults and WE choose how fast we
move. I feel so very strongly for you, and it doesn’t scare me. Does it scare you? If it does,
I will calm down; I promise.
It doesn’t scare me. I love the speed we are moving at. We are meant to be
Edward. I feel it. I know it and I trust it. I won’t allow anyone to tell me what is
right or wrong here. I trust you and I hope you trust me to know my own
heart and mind as well.
Of course, I trust your heart and mind, sweetheart. I hope you trust me as well. This is us
and I believe in us.
That’s what I needed to hear, baby.
Baby? I like it.
Me too. I better let you go. I know she’ll come to find me soon. I miss you so
much.
I miss you, too. Just remember; this is ours. I’ll see you tonight and I’ll hope to make you
feel better. Talk to you soon, okay?
Okay, see you later.
I feel much better after I talk to Edward, so I continue looking around and choose a rug to base my décor off of. I find this pretty farmhouse style rug and decide to go with more neutral tones throughout my room with some fun black, white, and beige pillows and a few colorful accents in art and some plants. I giggle when I find a giant Squishmallow that looks like a highland cow, and I do not regret picking it up. It may not be necessary, but I want him. I find some nice decorative pillows, but I know I’m going to want some fun ones too. I know I won’t find these in a store, so I decide that later on I will look on Amazon for those. Rose finally comes around and finds me. Her face looks so sad, and she looks wholly remorseful.
“Bee, I’m sorry. I’m so, SO sorry. I’m so used to being your protector and I know how responsible you are. It’s just weird to know how grown up you really are. I promise to respect you and let you do you. I know that if you trust this guy, that he is worth your trust; that you don’t give that trust blindly to anyone. Will you please forgive me?”, she sniffs.
“Oh Rose, when are you going to learn? I’m just disappointed that you don’t recognize that I’m not a little girl anymore. You have no problem realizing that when it comes to specific things, but in others, you choose to still see me as this little girl who can’t make decisions for herself. I promise; I do NOT trust easily, but I do trust him. He’s a great guy and I’m head over heels for him.”
“Does he kiss good?”, she asks as she wiggles her eyebrows. I nod in the affirmative as we cackle and are back to normal. We finish up our shopping at Target, check out a few other stores and find nothing really necessary then go over to get pedicures. After a relaxing foot massage and toe pampering, we go and grab a small lunch of appetizers at The Cheesecake Factory. Em called and asked us to pick up some dessert for tonight, and since we were over here by the West Town Mall, we decide to grab two cheesecakes. She says he loves the Adam’s Peanut Butter Cup Fudge Ripple, and we decide to get the new Cinnabon Cinnamon Swirl one. I figure I’ll bring back a piece of each for Edward when I go back to the dorms tonight. After that, we head back on the highway towards their apartment.
***STTS***
“Hey! We’re back!”, Rose calls when she opens her apartment door. We don’t see him, so we put the cheesecakes in the fridge and wait until he gets back from wherever he is to decide what we’re going to get for dinner later. I take my shoes off and pop them in the office and I notice another pair of shoes sitting there that look sort of familiar. I shrug and figure they’re probably Em’s and I just remember them. She comes back into the kitchen from her bedroom where she must have placed her other bags and threw her shoes. We go to sit on the couch to chit chat and she sees Em’s head through the blinds on the door. He’s sitting off to the side talking to someone. She goes out there and talks for a second and then asks me to come outside. She says there is someone she wants me to meet; that we were supposed to meet the last time I was in town, but I had just missed him due to my flight. This must be the brother Emmett told me about. I know he told me that his little brother was coming to UT this year and was hoping to introduce us so we could be friends. Meh, we could always use more friends, right?
I get up, and slowly move that way but Em blocks my way, picks me up for a huge hug. I, of course feel like the life is being squeezed out of me like usual and laugh when he puts me down. I hear a breath whoosh out of someone and when Em turns around quickly, I
see someone I was not expecting to see here at all.
“Edward?” …” Bella?”, we say at the same time. He rushes over, picks me up, and kisses me deeply. I get lost in the feel of his lips and his arms holding me close when we are interrupted by two throats clearing…loudly.
“Uh…bro. Ya’ mind telling me why you’re practically eating my soon-to-be sister-in-law’s tongue?”, Em asks.
“Bee were you not just telling me all about this amazing guy that you are head over heels for and now you’re playing battle of the tonsils with my soon to be brother-in-law?”, Rose asks.
“Uh, what?”, both Edward and I ask at the same time; yet again in sync. I look over at him and he looks at me and I think it clicks in our minds that we were supposed to meet that night in all actuality, but due to timing constraints, it didn’t happen. I don’t know what I am feeling right now, but suddenly, I feel crushed. “Excuse me, please”, I say as I make my way to the bathroom in the hallway and close the door while trying not to cry. I sit down on the closed toilet seat lid and silently let the tears stream down my face. I’m sad. It was supposed to happen; we were supposed to be in the same place that evening, but they were running late. Fate didn’t have a hand in our meeting, and this is just crushing to me. A low knock sounds on the door and I quietly hear, “Bella, please…open the door”. It’s Edward and I don’t think I can face him right now with me being ridiculous like this. After a minute or two, another knock sounds and I hear, “Mo chridhe, please, please answer the door.” He sounds so desperate and regardless, I do feel something deeply for him. I tell him to hold on a moment and quickly rinse my face of my tears, then I slowly open the door. He comes in and closes the door behind himself.
“Sweetheart, why did you run off?”, he asks in a troubled tone.
“Edward, it wasn’t fate that set this in motion. I guess…I guess it just hit me really hard and I am disappointed more than anything. We were supposed to meet that night and it was because you were running late that it didn’t happen.”, I say to him sadly.
“So, because we were meant to meet that evening, you don’t believe in us anymore?”, he asks in dismay. I look over at him and it looks like I just told him someone important to him just died.
“Oh Edward…baby! No. I do believe in us. Regardless of anything, I do still feel so, so much for you. I’m just being stupid and feel sad over it. I will never regret it.”, I rush to tell him.
“Bella, I do still believe it was fate. So what? We were meant to meet that night because of Emmett and Rose’s engagement, but because my niece’s meeting ran late, we did too. But I still think it’s fate.”
“How?”
“Think about it. Remember how it felt the first time we touched; how the world could have burned around us, and we never would have known? It happened yesterday too. It feels that way almost every time I touch you.”, he says desperately. He grabs my hand and I do still feel it. We do have this deep, amazing connection that just amazes me every single time.
“You’re right, baby. We do have that. Maybe it really is fate. I’m sorry…I told you I was just being stupid and emotional. I was just being weird.” He pulls me into a strong hug, then pulls my face up to him and lightly brushes his lips to mine. He pulls back a bit and then says to me, “Bella, you’re everything to me. I don’t care how fast this is. You. Are.
EVERYTHING to me.”, then proceeds to take my breath away; this time with a deep, passionate kiss. He starts biting at my bottom lip lightly, then plunges his tongue into my mouth. He tastes a little like beer, but I don’t even care at this moment…I can’t seem to get enough of him. He sucks my tongue into his mouth, and I can’t help but moan. I feel all the way down to my toes, and other parts. I feel my panties start to get damp and I want to rub myself all over him. Is this what it feels like? What being in love feels like? I know I am in love with him already…there is absolutely no doubt in my mind at all about that. Without stopping our kiss, he picks me up and places me on the counter and slowly parts my legs to stand in between. I can feel him hot and hard between my thighs and he lightly pushes and moans as he continues to hold me to him. Why is his moaning so sexy? Ohhhhh, so, so hot. He removes his hand from my cheek and places it on the skin between my leggings and my sweatshirts and slowly moves it up. Inside my head I am practically begging him to move it to the front and feel me up.
*BANG BANG BANG * “Uh, is everything okay in there?” Em asks. “Are y’all takin’ a shit in there together or is there somethin’ else goin’ on?”, he laughs.
“Shut up, Em”, Edwards yells at his brother as I blush beet red. “I’m makin’ sure my girlfriend is okay, you asshole!” He is so adorable when talking to Emmett…his accent comes out and he sounds so cute, and I want to jump him again. He looks over and his eyes go wide at the look in mine. He starts to lower his face towards me again when Em interrupts again.
“Y’all need to come out here so we can figure out what we’re goin’ to have for dinner. I’m gettin’ hungry, and Rosie and Bee brought cheesecake back from Cheesecake Factory for dessert. I want it, but she won’t let me have any until we eat dinner. Hurry up, dude.”
Edward rolls his eyes, “come on, beautiful. Let’s go out there before he starts gnawin’ on the door…trust me, I wouldn’t put it past him either.” I giggle then look at myself in horror in the mirror.
“Edward, look at my hair! I look like I’ve been rolling in a haystack and my lips look like I’ve been sucking a dick for an hour!” I realize what I just said, and I look over at him with wide eyes and cover my mouth in shock as he looks over with wide eyes as well, but he has a sexy smirk on his mouth.
“Well, sweetheart…we can arrange that for comparison.”, and then walks out.
***STTS***
We decide to order a bunch of Chinese food for dinner from some local place, and oh my lord is it delicious. I live in California, and we have some amazing places; especially in Chinatown in San Francisco, but I think this place kicks any of their butts. I can’t help but moan when I taste their General Tso’s chicken and I can see Edward adjusting himself next to me. Serves his butt right for his parting comment of his. When I walked out of the bathroom from fixing my hair, both Em and Rose started laughing so hard at us there were tears in their eyes. I flipped them both off and went and sat next to Edward on the couch. We then proceeded to explain everything to them and then they completely understood. Rose really started apologizing to me at that point because she knows Edward very well and knows he would never break my heart, and Em just hugged me and thanked me for making Edward so happy. Once we’re done with our dinner, we decide to go out on their patio and hang out for a bit. We start talking about random stuff and about the classes we’ll be taking starting on Monday. I find out that both Edward and I are both considered second semester sophomores due to our numerous AP classes and a non-existent social life during high school. We both believe the same thing; graduating high school and moving on to college and our lives beyond were way more than hanging out with idiots and getting drunk every weekend at lame parties. We find we both have the same Intro to Animal Handling and Management class together as well as the same Math for Life Sciences course. It appears we’re all going to start this year off jumping right into some fun courses. Finally, Em decides that he can’t wait anymore for the cheesecake, so we go ahead and break into those before we decide to play a few rounds of “Cards Against Humanity”. When we’ve played five rounds, Edward and I decide it’s time to head back to the dorms. Since I came with Rose, we all walk down to the parking lot, and she gets my bags and stuff from the trunk of her car and puts the items in the back of his truck. We say goodnight to Rose and Em, back out, and head out.
“Did you have fun tonight, sweetheart?”, Edward asks.
“I did…except for my minor freak out. I am so sorry about that, baby.”
“Don’t apologize, please. I understand why you were upset, and I hope you don’t doubt my feelings now.”
“I don’t, and I won’t again. I promise.” We reach a stoplight, and he reaches over a kisses me lightly. When we get back to Magnolia, he pulls into the drop-off area and tells me to stay put. He runs inside and I am a bit confused, but then he runs back out with one of the loading carts for my stuff. I jump out and help him and he pushes it inside for me and asks me to wait for him to park. After a few minutes, he comes striding inside and we go to the elevator up to our floor together. We get to my room, and he helps me unload everything inside and then runs the cart back downstairs. Again, after a few minutes, he comes back up and comes inside my room, but he has grabbed us each a bottle of tea from his room.
“Here you go, sweetheart” he says as he hands me one of the bottles.
“Thanks, baby”, I say as I reach up and kiss him quickly.
“Do you need any help getting this set up?”
“Oh no, I have to wash it all and that’s going to be a chore. I think I’m going to take it to a laundry mat that has an industrial-sized machine and dryer; it will make it so much easier and much, much quicker.”
“Makes sense. Well, I guess I’ll go ahead and say goodnight then.”, he says with disappointment.
“Just because I am not going to set this up tonight doesn’t mean I want you to leave yet. To be honest, I would really like to continue what we started earlier at Em and Rose’s. I mean…that’s if you want to.” I can totally feel the blush rush down my face.
“Sweetheart, if you wanted me to kiss you, all you have to do is ask. Hell, you don’t even have to ask; just do it. I really, really enjoyed what we were doing. So…where did we leave off”, he asks as he saunters over with his sexy smirk……
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Ugh, I hate it when people leave cliffies. LOL. I was thinking I wanted to pick this up in Edward’s point of view. I’m not going to leave it hanging all the way. Making out can be super fun. I’m not having them go all the way…yet, but I like these little limes occurring. After the next chapter, we’re going to jump time a little bit and we’re going to introduce a new character that may toss some things up. Remember, I do NOT do heavy angst, but I will toss a bit of drama every once in a while.
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