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11/12/2020

The Halloween Fair: Part Five

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Part Five:

When I woke up the second time, it was a much more reasonable hour. The sun was peeking out from behind dark clouds, shining brightly in my eyes. My head was on Edward’s bare chest. It took me a moment to remember what happened during the night. We hadn’t gone all the way, but our touches were anything but innocent. I recalled deciding he had the hands of a god. My god. I didn’t think he was awake yet, his breathing steady. So I gave his stomach one last kiss, just in case he didn’t want me to do it again. Pressing my lips against the hard muscles of his abs, I dragged my nose against it. His hand went into my hair, stroking it gently.

“Good morning, love.”

When I looked up, his grinning face greeted me. Returning his easy smile slowly, I slid up his body. With his fingers still tangled in my curls, he pulled me closer and kissed me. His other hand traveled to the back of my bare thigh, running it over my bottom and underneath his maroon shirt I was wearing. He playful slipped it on me while we were getting dressed again, saying it looked better on me. It could have been a nightgown on me, going to my knees. And the best part was that it smelled like him. Spicy and mildly sweet. I never wanted to take it off.

“Hi...” I breathed. I felt a little stupid because I didn’t know what else to say, especially with him massaging my butt.

“You’re even more beautiful in the morning light,” he whispered as he nuzzled my neck.

“Are you sure no one has ever called you charming before?” I questioned as I tugged at the ends of his hair.

“Does my mother count?”

Scrunching up my nose, I closed one eye as I thought about it. Then I sharply shook my head. “Um, nope.”

He chuckled before touching my cheek. “You’re too much, Ms. Isabella.”

“You’re one to talk, Dr. Cullen,” I retorted.

“Oh, speaking of which, let me look at your foot,” he said before carefully shifting me to my back. Lifting the covers, he crawled underneath. “Hm...” He mumbled thoughtfully as his fingertips grazed my ankle.

“Look any better?”

“It’s really bruised. You’ll probably be limping for a couple of days. Mm, I have to tell you something...” he trailed off, still completely under the blanket.

“What is it?” My body tensed up a little automatically.

His hands went along the insides of my thighs. “I have the best view from here,” he teased. I laughed, warming at his words. I lifted the comforter, and he grinned with a wicked look in his eyes.

“What are you up to down there?” I wondered, raising an eyebrow.

He kissed one of my knees, his gaze never leaving mine. “Breakfast...”

Instantly, I drew in a sharp breath, my skin flaming red as the heat went from my nose to my toes.

Edward had, for sure, become more comfortable since the start of our evening together. He was downright playful, and I loved it. I adored his confidence. He slowly nipped and kissed upwards. I was shaking by the time he reached the apex of my thighs. His tongue dragged along the bend, causing me to jump. My hands went into his hair as my head fell back onto the pillow.

“Bella,” he growled between my legs. “You taste so unbelievably good.”

Then there was a loud knock on the door.

“Hey, Bells! Are you awake?” Alice yelled from behind it, far too loudly.

Both Edward and I groaned at the same time, then I heard him mumble, “The worst timing ever,” under his breath.

“Yeah. I’m up. I’ll be out in a few minutes,” I called back, my hands still in his hair.

“Do you need help?” She questioned, and I could tell that her hand was on the doorknob. I prayed it was locked.

“NO!” I shouted a bit too enthusiastically. “No, I’m fine. I’m just going to get changed. I’ll be down in a second.”

“Alright, if you’re sure,” she remarked before walking away, her footsteps echoing down the hall as she went. The stairs creaked for only a moment.

Edward shifted a little, so he was lying between my legs. His arms were crossed over my stomach with his head resting on them. “How can you stand her timing?”

“Right now? Not very well,” I responded with a sigh. “Has she always been like this?”

“Always,” he sneered. Lowering his mouth to my belly button, he kissed it lightly. “We better get dressed. If we don’t, she’ll come and tear down the door.” I pouted a bit but nodded. I wasn’t ready to put clothes on or for him to stop. At all. Like his promise of the night before, he whispered, “Later.”

Only ten minutes passed before I was adorned in jeans and Edward’s t-shirt. I honestly didn’t want to part with it. And when he told me he liked how it looked on me, I decided to keep it on. I only slipped on a bra. I could just say I borrowed it because I wanted something comfortable to wear. That was believable. With my arms wrapped securely around my new boyfriend’s neck, he carried me down the stairs.

When we reached the kitchen, no one was there. Not that I minded. I had no idea what he wished to tell his siblings, and I wouldn’t push his boundaries with public displays of affection. Carefully, he sat me on a stool. He stood behind me, his arms wrapped around my waist, and his mouth temptingly close to my ear. His breath blew over it, making it hard for me to think.

“What do you want for breakfast?” I questioned shakily. I don’t know why I spouted it out, but I felt like I needed to say something.

“You...” he purred.

“I’m not sure that’s on the menu,” I replied, a heavy blush coming across my cheeks. “For right now, anyway. Maybe later.”

“Too bad. The sample I had earlier was delicious, and I can’t wait to get another,” he insisted before he kissed my neck. I shuddered, my breath stopping in my throat. He slowly dislodged himself from me, a cocky smile over his lips. “Cereal?”

“You’re teasing me.” I pouted a little. “That’s not very nice.”

“Just a bit, but I promise to behave now,” he smiled, looking somewhat shy suddenly. Edward pulled a box of Honey-nut Cheerios from the cabinet along with two bowls. He held it up in an offer. Smirking, I finally rolled my eyes and nodded.

We sat beside each other in comfortable silence after that, less than an inch apart. I could feel the electricity flowing between us, and the hair on my arms stood up on end. But it was broken when Alice came in with Jasper in tow. I wondered briefly when he had gotten there. It was still early, and I hadn’t heard him.

He looked between us and smiled brightly. “Finally!”

“What?” His girlfriend questioned with confusion playing over her pixie-like features.

He rolled his eyes as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, and he knew exactly what we did the night before. My blush was already crawling up my cheeks. I, at least, expected Alice to ask about my clothing before they assumed I was sleeping with her brother. And fooling around with him. I didn’t count on Jasper. He always seemed to notice these kinds of things. He knew how to read the feelings in the room.

“They’re together now- like a couple. I mean, Bella has liked him since last year, and now finally he can stop moping! Thank god.” He shook his head and made a face before he glanced at her. “I can see why you’ve been trying to get them in the same damn room for two months. You were right. I think they’re a good match, too. Much better than him and Tanya-”

Edward’s head snapped up from his bowl of cereal, his expression growing angry. She frowned at her boyfriend. He had been smiling, but he swiftly lost all color in his face as his friend’s appearance became fearsome. I had never seen a look so hard before. The stare he was giving him literally sent him backing out of the room in retreat.

“Excuse me,” he muttered curtly before going after his best friend. I was a little worried there was about to be a fight, and I wasn’t exactly sure of the reason.

“Who’s Tanya?” I asked Alice quietly so they wouldn’t hear us. I had never heard the name before, and I was starting to worry. It was evident she was an ex of some sort.

She wrinkled her nose in disgust. “I don’t think it’s my place to explain... her. We don’t talk about her. You’ll have to ask Edward about that situation if you’re really together,” she spoke the last part with a smile. Her big blue eyes were so hopeful. “Are you?”

Lowering my head, I stirred my breakfast for a moment. “Yeah,” I finally responded shyly, looking down at it.

She squeaked loudly, balling up her fists in excitement. “I knew you two would be a good couple!” She insisted as she danced in her spot.

“Well, if you knew, then why did you keep interrupting?” I demanded.

Her forehead wrinkled in confusion. “Interrupting what?” Then it dawned on her. She grabbed my arm. “Oh, my goodness! Isabella, what did you do to my brother?”

“I didn’t do anything! He started it!” I defended myself. I knew she wasn’t really accusing me of anything, but those words automatically came out of my mouth. “Shut up.”

Biting her lip for a moment, she leaned in so she could whisper. “Um, what did he start?” She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Mary Alice, it’s your brother!” I tutted in return, rolling my eyes. There was no way I was going to give her details in the middle of the kitchen. Especially if Jasper was going to blab everyone’s secrets just because he didn’t get enough sleep. I had been too shocked by Edward’s reaction to even acknowledge the fact he told him I had a crush on him the year before. I was going to pretend it never happened.

She shrugged, putting her hands up. “Yeah, so? Come on! Tell me. Please?” She begged, dragging out every word. Then she brought out that famous pout. It wasn’t fair, but I was digging in my heels. She couldn’t have everything she wanted.

I opened my mouth to tell her to piss off politely when Jasper came back into the room with wide, anxious eyes. It was apparent he had been thoroughly told off. He gently grabbed his girlfriend’s arm. “Hey! Let’s go shopping..” He didn’t wait for her to give him an answer. “Let’s go get some snacks for later.”

“But-” She started, but he gave her a sharp look then raised his eyebrows. Her mouth formed a little O, then nodded. “Right. Okay. Hey! We’re going to run to the store. Need anything, Bells?”

Confused, I looked between them. I shook my head slowly. “No, I’m fine.”

“Call me if you need anything,” she repeated with an earnest expression on her innocent face. She was deathly serious, something unusual for her.

Pushing my breakfast away, I wasn’t hungry anymore. Running my fingers through my hair, I wondered what was happening. I was missing out on something reasonably big by the way Edward ran out of the room after Jasper. He looked like he was about to punch someone. Typically, he was a reserved person.

I wasn’t alone with my thoughts for too long. He came into the kitchen, looking frustrated. His cheeks were slightly pink, and his nostrils flared. I peeked up at him, and he smiled somewhat, but I could see the sadness in his eyes.

“So, um, I should probably talk to you about something.”

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11/9/2020

The Halloween Fair: Part Four

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I must have been in a drug-induced state. Or, perhaps, knocked into a coma when I tripped in that haunted house. Because I was having another fabulous dream. I was snuggling in a pair of muscular arms, the owner of which smelled like heaven. I wasn’t sure what time it was, but I knew it was too early to be awake. It was still dark outside. I probably hadn’t been asleep for too long, a couple of hours at most.

Shifting in Edward’s grip, I gazed at his face. He was completely relaxed, his features smooth of any lines in his sleep. Sliding my fingers over his chest, I felt the muscles underneath. He was perfectly sculpted and doubtlessly worked out every day. I was so unworthy of his attention.

Honestly, I don’t know what came over me. Suddenly, I wanted him. Maybe I needed to prove he was real and that if I touched him, he wouldn’t disappear. Perhaps I needed to know he wanted me too. It was probably just my teenage hormones. I pressed my lips to his neck, kissing and tasting his soft skin. Sucking gently, I spoiled it with attention.

Edward slowly responded, his head falling back as his hands gripped my waist. Softly, he moaned. “Bellllaaa... what are you doing?”

“Kissing you. Is that okay?” I asked, not stopping. He wasn’t pushing me away, so I took that as a good sign. I slid one of my hands up the back of his shirt and dragged my nails downwards.

“Yesss....” He gasped as his palms drifted up my ribs.

My lips traveled to his ear to suck on the lobe. I flicked my tongue against it playfully, experimenting with my newfound... talents- if you could call them that. He sure could. His touch strayed over the sides of my breasts, his thumbs brushing against the undersides. Hissing in pleasure, I had never been touched like that before.

I didn’t know where the confidence came from, but I decided to enjoy it. “How is this for staying warm?”

“I’m hot, that’s for sure,” he groaned. “Not- not that I... oh... I want you to stop, but what- what brought this on?” He stammered out, his stomach muscles jumping as my fingers grazed them.

“I want to make certain you’re real.”

“Oh, I’m real and really...” he trailed off, unable to finish as my lips suckled on his neck. “Bella, are you positive you are?”

I giggled. “Of course, I am. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You’re gorgeous, and I can’t believe I didn’t realize you sat beside me last year. I am such an idiot. I can’t believe how unobservant I am. If I had known, I would have been crawling behind you, begging for your attention.”

I probably shouldn’t have laughed, but it was so ridiculous. I mean, he was Edward Cullen. He turned down girls on a weekly basis when we were in school. I couldn’t imagine him wanting me, in any form or fashion, then or now.

“I think you need your eyes checked.”

“You may be right. I should have gotten them checked last year,” he answered before taking control, lowering his mouth to my shoulder. He was so gentle and sweet. “Why didn’t I notice you?” He asked again, mostly to himself.

“There isn’t much to see.” It didn’t bother me because I knew it was the truth.

He scoffed. “Then why did I want to cart you off, caveman style, up to my room the moment I opened the door this afternoon?” He teased against my skin.

“I would have let you,” I laughed, pushing my hands further underneath his maroon University of Washington shirt.

“So...” He gently shoved me onto my back. “If I brought you up here and threw you on the bed...” He crawled on top of me, straddling my waist. “You would have been okay with it?”

Giggling, I nodded my head. “I don’t know why you’d want to. But, oh yes, it would have been more than okay.”

“Um, I have a question...” He trailed off shyly, his eyes unable to meet mine. “Do you really like me?”

I felt like screaming ‘well duh, you idiot!’ but that would have been rude, and I didn’t want him to stop. “Of course. What’s not to like?”

“A lot of things,” he spoke in a sad little voice.

“I can’t think of a single reason not to. But why do you ask?” I pressed as I ran my hands over his spine.

“Well, I was flirting earlier and-”

“You were?!” I shouted a bit too loudly in the darkness. I didn’t mean to interrupt him. It just seemed like my mouth was working without me.

“Apparently not very well,” he muttered sourly.

“I thought you were being your normal charming self,” I elaborated with a brief smile. Edward Cullen was hitting on me. It wasn’t only in my head. I had to keep myself from doing a little dance.

“Ha, I’ve been called a lot of things, but charming isn’t usually one of them,” he remarked with a laugh. He sat up, still straddling my waist. My hands settled on his hips.

“I’ve always thought you were.”

“How could you, though? From what it appears, I was a blind jackass who probably didn’t say three words to you. And you know something? I have never put this much effort into flirting in my life. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve wanted anyone to like me so badly,” he admitted. I could tell he blurted out more than he meant to. It was cute, and I enjoyed knowing I wasn’t the only one who did that.

“You want me to like you?” I questioned with a cheerful grin. Stretching my arms above my head, I let them rest in that position.

“God, yes. When I first saw you, I had to catch my breath. It felt like someone punched me in the face. I was just so blown away.”

I laughed again. “I looked like a snow beast,” I repeated the words I had thought earlier. “And it’s good to know the feeling a person gets when they see me. Punched in the face? I should wear a sign to warn people.”

“You’re a sassy one, aren’t you?” He mused as he ran his hands over my exposed midriff.

“Am not,” I replied stubbornly, making him laugh. “Okay, maybe a bit. So, you really were flirting with me?” I confirmed, still not believing it. Pleased with myself, I wiggled my shoulders.

I could practically see him roll his eyes in the dark. “I did that bad of a job? I almost kissed you like six times before I finally worked up the courage to. I need to work on my skills a little.”

“Oh, so you were going to kiss me! I thought I was going crazy!” I murmured as I placed my hand on my forehead. It felt as if I had a fever, I was so warm.

“Yes, in the car. After the teddy bear. A couple of other times,” he insisted softly.

“I wish you would have.” I brought my hands to his knees on either side of my thighs. I let them drift until I was sliding my palms over his hips again.

“Me, too,” he answered, leaning down with my fingers still on his waist. He lowered his mouth to mine, and sweetly kissed me. “Now I will every chance I get if you let me.”

I touched his cheek, feeling the light stubble there. What was he saying? What did he want? I would take whatever I could get, but I had to know just to keep myself from getting in too deep. Like that was possible. “What’s every chance you get?” I hoped he understood my meaning.

“Weekends, holidays, school breaks.”

“Edward, you live in Seattle now. Do you really want to drive all that way to see me?”

“No, I go to school in Seattle. I live in Forks. I don’t mind. Besides, I would be here anyway. Well, holidays and such,” he explained. I felt a little deflated. He wanted me to be his... I couldn’t think of a pleasant way to word it- booty call... back home. I guess I should have figured.

“If that’s what you want...” The sadness practically dripped from my voice.

“But, sweetheart, there will always be phone calls and emails. And I don’t have class on Fridays, so we’d have the full weekend,” he added quickly, rubbing his thumb across my cheek. “If that’s what you want,” he repeated my words.

“Okay...” I sighed.

“Tell me what’s the matter. You seem so unhappy right now,” he pressed gently as he shifted, so he was lying beside me.

Looking away, I gathered my thoughts. “Well, it’s just that honestly, I don’t have that much experience with guys or sex or dating. Or hooking up. Really, anything,” I awkwardly cleared my throat. “And I really like you- more than I should, and probably more than you’ll ever like me. And I don’t know if-” I was cut off by his lips, which crashed passionately into mine.

“What do you think I want from you?” He asked as he pulled back. I kind of shrugged and shook my head as I glanced away, blushing. “I think you misunderstand me. I don’t want a fuck buddy,” he spoke the words with sarcastic disdain. “I was thinking more along the lines of being my girlfriend. And I don’t think that’s possible.”

“What’s possible?” I inquired obtusely.

“That you like me more.” I laughed at the absurdity of his statement. He had no idea, and I wouldn’t inform him of my severe crush any time soon. He seemed a little confused at first but smiled, leaning his forehead against mine. “Is that a yes? Do you want to be my girl?”

I nodded, causing his grin to brighten considerably. He kissed my nose, lips, cheeks, and chin, letting his mouth linger at every spot. I moaned softly when he pecked at my throat, my hand tangling with his hair.

“That feels good...” I breathed.

He placed his hand on the other side of my neck, his large palm covering it completely. He gently turned my head to the side and lowered his mouth to my skin. Lightly kissing it, Edward’s hot breath flowed over it. I was on fire.

My hands went to his hips, going underneath his shirt. His stomach was perfect. I dragged my nails across it, making him shiver. Smiling at his reaction, I wanted to see if I could do it again. I went further, almost to his pecs. This time I earned a drawn-out moan. Pushing up suddenly, he crossed his arms in front of his chest. It took me a second to figure out what he was doing. He peeled off his shirt and tossed it to the side.

I had an almost irresistible urge to lick him like an ice cream cone. But I wasn’t sure how that would go over. I didn’t know where to touch, but I knew I wanted to kiss him everywhere. Before he could come back down, I sat up and wrapped my arms around his waist to keep from falling backward. Pressing my face against his chest, I breathed his scent in deeply. I kissed it several times as his arms wrapped around me before he buried his face in my hair.

Finally, I gave in to my urge and licked him once. Much to my surprise, he moaned into my curls as his breathing became heavier. “God, do you know what you’re doing to me?”

“Tell me,” I demanded, my unusual confidence still hanging around.

“You’re making me want to lick you too,” he whispered into my ear. A heavy blush spread across my cheeks. No one had ever said anything so sexual to me before. Whimpering, I leaned my body against him for support.

He brought his hand to my chin again, lifting it so I would look at him. He kissed me lightly, seeming a little sad around the edges. “I’m sorry. I’m going too fast again.”

Shaking my head, I bit my lip. “If you make me feel uncomfortable, I’ll let you know. I promise.”

“Will you?” He mused, playing with a strand of my hair. “I don’t think I could live with myself if I hurt you.”

“You won’t,” I smiled at his sweetness. I craned my neck so I could touch my lips to his again. He was so tender. He laid me back carefully, still on top.

I had never been kissed that way before. Well, obviously. He was my first. But unlike earlier, it was relaxed, delicate, and slow. There was no need to rush. I had to tell myself to remain calm as my fingers twisted into his perfect bronze locks.

“You are a spectacular kisser,” he informed me after he caught his breath. “I can’t get enough of you.”

I blushed brightly. “You’re just saying that.”

“Um, no,” he smirked. “You turn me on so much.”

“I’m not sure how,” I breathed.

“What do I have to do to make you understand?” Edward asked with a heavy sigh. I could tell he was swiftly becoming frustrated with my disbelief. “Love, let me show you something...” He trailed off, taking my hand. When he placed it on the front of his pants, I let out a gasp. He was solid as a rock and bigger than I realized. I felt him when he was rubbing against me earlier, but touching him like this was different. “I’m this way because of you. Because you’re gorgeous and sexy, and I instantly wanted you.”

“Wow...” I stated in an airy tone. Without my permission, my fingers wrapped around him through the thin fabric. He groaned softly, immediately becoming just a little harder in my hand. He lowered his mouth to my neck and kissed it again, almost like he was trying to keep it busy. I continued to stroke him, getting rougher as his touch became more demanding. I would probably have a hickey in the morning. That was more than fine with me.

His hand slipped between us and brushed over my chest. He squeezed gently, massaging me through my shirt. Right away, my body responded to his touch, and my nipples became stiff.

For some reason, he dragged my hand away from him. I was about to ask what he was doing when he slid down my torso. After nuzzling my breast for a moment, he wrapped his lips around my nipple through the fabric. Moaning, I brought my fingers to the back of his head. His warm mouth soaked the fabric. He pinched, pulled, sucked, and kissed for several fantastic minutes.

“Oh, Edward...” I whined, my back arching slightly. He gently cupped the warmth between my legs through the thin cloth of my shorts. My hips bucked against it, the grip on the back of his neck becoming tighter.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded, his voice husky in a way I had never heard before. It was beyond sexy, and I felt myself become wetter than I already was.

“More,” I pleaded, not knowing what he could give me. I would take it all. I just wanted to have him touching me this way. Forever.

He slowly lifted my shirt and lowered his mouth to my exposed breast. But instead of kissing it, he ran the tip of his nose over my nipple before he let his lips leave feather-light kisses around the edges. I could feel the stubble on his chin, scratching me in the most sensual way. Giving it equal attention, he moved to the other as his hand still cupped me. “Is this what you want?” His voice was pure velvet.

I pulled him up so our mouths could meet, my lips moving fiercely against his. Once again, I found his stiffness just waiting for me. I wrapped my fingers around it eagerly. His other hand moved in time with mine, pressing his palm against my soaking need. Pushing my hips forward, I wanted to feel more.

He seemed to understand what I needed. His perfect fingers traveled down the front of my shorts, and he slid one of his fingertips along my wetness. I let out a loud hiss of surprise, jumping a bit.

He pulled away. “Did I hurt you?”

“No,” I panted. “But if you stop, I will punch you in the face.”

He chuckled at my choice of words, his hand returning to its position. “Just because you made me feel that way doesn’t mean I want you to do it.”

“Then you better not stop,” I simpered, looking at him innocently. The smile that made me attracted to him in the first place made an appearance. He kissed the corners of my mouth as he slid his fingertips across my tender skin once more. I was so sensitive already, and he had just started.

“Is this okay?” He questioned gently as he continued stroking.

“It’s wonderful.”

When I did it at home alone, it never felt like what he was doing. This was ten times better. His hands were larger and far more firm. I knew what to touch, but he didn’t. Yet he still seemed to bring stars into my vision. It was as if he was meant to be doing these things to me.

I had to grab something. Just hold on to anything, or I would lose it too quickly. I didn’t want him to stop, ever. I wasn’t sure if it would happen again, and I had to draw the moment out. So, I snatched the first thing it found, which was him. Moaning against my breast, he took a deep breath. With my fingers securely wrapped around his erection, I slowly matched his speed. I wondered briefly if the fabric between us was making it better or worse. I couldn’t help but think skin on skin would be best.

“Edward?”

“Yes, love?” He inquired in a soft voice, almost airy. His head was resting on my chest, breathing heavily against it as we played with each other. It was more erotic than I could have imagined.

“Take off your pants...” I trailed off. Shooting up, he looked at me for a long moment. “I want to touch you like you’re touching me, and it’s kind of hard to do with them on,” I explained as a heavy blush came over my cheeks.

“You don’t have to do that. I just want to make you happy.”

“It will if you let me. Please?” I quietly begged. He actually seemed to think about it for a minute. “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.”

Laughing, he placed a brief kiss on my stomach. “I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Huffing, I felt frustrated. I knew what I wanted, and I thought he could tell. I lifted my hips and tugged my shorts and underwear down. He took a sharp breath. I wasn’t sure how to take it, but then his fingers, which were still resting in between my legs, stroked me. They flicked across the sensitive bud there. I moaned softly as my back arched.

“Take off your pants. I want to touch you. Please?” He groaned at the words, his eyes becoming a little glazed over. Lifting one of my hands to his side, I tugged on his sleep pants. He finally gave in, pulling them off. He wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Sucking in a deep breath, I bit my bottom lip.

“What?” He questioned in surprise, coming to sit on his knees beside me.

“I didn’t realize you were going to be so beautiful.”

He laughed. “Stop trying to stroke my ego. You’ve already gotten my pants off.”

I decided to play with him a little. Just the prospect of having him in my hand made me dizzy. It was probably partly the painkillers from earlier, but I didn’t care. I was really enjoying it. I wrapped my fingers around him, unable to circle him completely.

“Who said anything about stroking your ego?”

He moaned louder than I thought possible. Bending forward, he captured my lips in an almost desperate kiss. With his hands on either side of my face, it became even more intense. I could tell the mood had suddenly shifted but in a good way. It wasn’t playfully anymore, but something more.

As he pulled away, he whispered, “Stop.”

He took my hand and brought it to his lips. Kissing my palm, he moved, so he was almost on top of me. I felt his hardness pressing against my stomach, and I wondered how he could fit inside me.

“Does it not feel good?”

“It feels fantastic. But if you keep doing that, I’m going to make a mess on your beautiful chest. And I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t like that.”

Lowering my hand to him again, he continued to hold the other to his cheek. He stared into my eyes, his gaze heated. My fingertips slipped into his hair once more, tugging him to my mouth. Before our lips crashed together, I breathed, “Touch me.”

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10/31/2020

The Halloween Fair: Part Three

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The room was almost completely pitch black with the lights off, the only illumination coming from the massive television screen. American Werewolf in London began to play, and I looked over at him with a smirk. “Really?”

“What?” Edward sheepishly questioned. “It’s Halloween.”

I rolled my eyes but didn’t complain anymore. I hadn’t seen it before, only the newer one set in Paris on late-night cable years before. Though, I wasn’t really able to get into the movie because I was getting chilly. Goosebumps crept up my arms, and I began to shiver. I tried to rub them to stay warm.

He, of course, noticed. It felt as if he couldn’t take his eyes off of me all night, and I couldn’t understand why. Without a word, he literally picked me up, rearranging my pillow and foot, and stood. He went to his bed and pulled off the comforter. Carefully, he sat beside me again and wrapped the blanket around both of us.

“Better?”

“Much,” I commented as lightly as possible. I could feel the heat coming from his body, and it was almost too much for me. Edward put his arm across the back of the couch, watching the show again.

Finally relaxing, I got into the film. But for the same reason that I didn’t enjoy haunted houses, I didn’t like scary movies. Much to my shame, I squeaked loudly at a jump scare and twisted my face against his shoulder. His arms were waiting for me, wrapping me up tightly and letting me hide.

“Shh, it’s almost over,” he whispered. His breath brushed along my ear, causing me to shiver in pleasure. I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning.

Pulling back to look at him, I realized, like so many times that night, he was only inches away. I could see his eyes sparkle even in the dim light. His grip tightened for a moment, and then something astounding happened.

He kissed me.

We crashed together with fantastic force. His hands tangled into my hair, holding me to him. I couldn’t help but return the favor. I wanted to feel his silky locks running through my fingers. Gently, I tugged on it, making him moan.

His mouth was almost magical as he continued his glorious assault on mine. He was one hundred percent in control of the moment. Cautiously, he twisted us around, so I was lying flat on my back, and he moved on top of me. Our lips never parted as he rested himself between my legs. Dirty thoughts flooded my mind, and I wished we had no clothing on at all. As it was, I could feel every inch of him pressed against my body.

This was not the first kiss I had imagined for myself. It was far better. I expected something clumsy and awkward, but this... was pure bliss. He was careful to be respectful while still making me feel desired as his hands smoothed over my arms and stomach tenderly. Edward’s kisses were intense, just like him. I could have never dreamed of anything that perfect.

Lightly, he sucked my tongue into his mouth, massaging it with his own. It wasn’t a sensation I was expecting, but the shock that ran through my spine surprised me even more. Without thinking, I reacted and pushed myself closer to him. Of course, I used my bad ankle.

I groaned in protest at the pain. Instantly, he pulled away and laid his forehead on my shoulder, panting. “I’m sorry...” He whispered quickly. “I’m going too fast. It’s just that I wanted to do that all night.”

I wanted to explain that he wasn’t. That I loved what he was doing, and it was my stupid injury that was causing the trouble. I didn’t know where to start, though. “Edward...” I breathlessly whimpered.

Glancing up, he waited for me to say something. He looked like a beaten puppy. As if he was sure I was going to tell him to get lost. I had to make that look go away.

So, I did it the best way I could think of. I tangled my fingers into his beautiful hair and tugged his mouth to mine, meeting it halfway. He moaned loudly against my lips, his grip on my waist tightening.

I wanted to feel him closer to me- to feel his weight on my body. Wrapping my good leg around his hips, I pulled him to me. I groaned when I felt something very stiff rub against the center of my thighs. I had never experienced friction like it before. It was utterly divine. Rocking back and forth a little, I moaned against his mouth with every pass.

His hand slid from my waist to my thigh, spreading his fingers out over my bare flesh as he reached my knee. Grabbing it, he adjusted me rather roughly. My head lolled back with the tantalizing sensation. His lips traveled from my jaw to my neck, where he focused his sweet torture. Our hips moved in time with each other, causing one another to pant and moan. His palm slid up and down the outside of my thigh, massaging it.

“Bella, you taste as good as you smell,” he whispered flirtatiously into my ear.

I was about to respond when I heard my name again, but not from Edward’s lips.

“Bella! Where are you? Are you okay?” Alice called from somewhere in the house.

He grumbled loudly. Before I could figure out exactly what was happening, he was sitting up, and my feet were back on his lap with the blanket covering us once more. He smiled apologetically, his hand resting on my knee underneath the covers.

“Later,” he grinned right before his sister came into the room, not even bothering to knock.

“There you are! What are you doing up here?” She demanded with her hands on her hips.

“She’s going to sleep up here tonight. You kick like a mule,” he stated in a matter-of-fact tone.

Her face instantly scrunched up at being called out. “Oh...” She mumbled, a little deflated. There was no way to argue because she knew that he was right. She came over to the couch and brought my head up, so it was on her lap. “What’re you watching?”

“Where’s Jasper?” He sourly questioned with his mouth tight. She didn’t notice.

Twisting her fingers into my hair, she played with it absently as she gazed at the screen. “He went home. He has to get up early in the morning. Before you ask, I don’t know where Emmett and Rose are, but I’m positive whatever they’re doing, it doesn’t involve clothes.”

“Too much info,” I sighed, looking up at the ceiling.

“Tell me about it,” she laughed. “So, what are we watching?” She repeated.

So, I ended up lying on top of two Cullens, not really paying attention to the movie. My world was going in and out, my eyes drooping shut. Between Edward rubbing my knee gingerly and Alice stroking my hair, it surprised me I lasted five minutes.

I dreamed about his mouth on mine again. It was so vivid. Perhaps it was the pain medication Carlisle gave me. I would have to thank him for it later. Somehow, our clothes had gone missing, and we were doing more than kissing... I moaned loudly, feeling pleasure surge through me.

“Bells, are you okay? Does your ankle hurt?” My best friend asked as she woke me with a shake.

Blushing brightly, I hated the fact I made noises in my sleep. At least I hadn’t given too much away. I often spoke. “No, I’m fine.”

“Ally, I think I should get her to bed,” he announced, carefully arranging my feet off of him as he stood.

“Is that a hint to leave?”

“No, it’s me telling you directly to,” he sarcastically replied. He pointed to the door with a smirk.

“Fine, fine, fine,” she muttered, leaning down to kiss my forehead. “I’ll be downstairs if you need me. I’ll see you in the morning. I’m sorry about your ankle.”

“I probably would have done it no matter what,” I reasoned. “I had a lot of fun tonight, anyway.”

“Well, that’s something. Alright, I’ll see you in the morning,” she repeated. Alice danced to the exit, blowing her brother a kiss. He slammed it shut in her face. He even locked it. Giggling, I leaned my head back on the couch to look at him. He was smiling at me.

I couldn’t believe how fast he could move. One second he was by the door, and the next, he was leaning over the arm of the sofa, kissing me. We were turned in two completely different directions, but that didn’t seem to alter how incredible of a kisser he was. I wound my fingers into his hair once more. When he sucked on my bottom lip, I thought I was going to die of ecstasy. Edward pecked down my chin, nipping at it playfully before he traveled down my neck. It seemed as if he was going to continue his explorations further downward, but he suddenly stopped, resting his forehead against mine.

He closed his eyes. “I’m going to hell,” he muttered to himself.

I laughed. “Why?”

“I’m taking advantage of a stoned girl.”

Laughing again, I shook my head. “Oh, please. I’m not that high. If my ankle weren’t hurt right now, I would be off this couch and trying to get your clothes off just like in my dream.”

“Really?” He questioned with a broad crooked smile, the word drawn out.

I realized what I said too late. Closing my eyes tightly, I blushed. “Okay, maybe a little stoned. I can’t believe I said that. I have no filter.”

“No, no, no. I want to hear about this dream of yours,” he pleaded quietly. When I shook my head at his request, he frowned. I had already said too much. He brought his perfect lips to my ear. “Please?”

“Edward... I’m embarrassed,” I admitted, biting my bottom lip.

“Why?” When I didn’t answer, he came around the couch and scooped me up into his arms. Then he carried me over to his bed and laid me down in the center.

“It’s...” I started but wasn’t sure how to finish.

I couldn’t help but look at his perfect backside as he walked over to the sofa. He retrieved the comforter and placed it at the end of the mattress, then crawled towards me. I knew my mouth was gaping open, so I snapped it close before he came to rest beside me.

“What is it? I promise I won’t make fun of you,” he assured me, holding my chin. His expression had me dazzled, almost too stunned to speak.

“I’m not worried about that. I’m concerned about making a fool out of myself,” I corrected him.

“What do I have to do to reassure you?” He inquired as he ran his hand over my cheek and across my jaw. I shrugged my shoulders. And even though he pouted, Edward nodded. “I won’t push you, but I really do want to know.”

“Thank you,” I breathed.

Softly yawning, I was exhausted. It almost felt as if my limbs were detached from my body. He chuckled and leaned down to kiss my temple. “I’ll let you rest.”

When he stood, I instantly reacted and grabbed his arm. “No, stay.”

“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“I don’t want you to sleep on the couch, and since you won’t let me, I can only see one thing we can do. Sleep together.” I didn’t realize how that sounded until it fell from my lips. He was going to think I was a slut or something. In all honesty, if he asked me to take off all my clothes, they would have been gone in a second. “Besides, it’s going to be a cold night. We can keep each other warm,” I tried to clarify and only made it that much worse.

I could tell he was trying to bite back a smile. “Bella...” He breathed my name

“Yes?”

“You can stop talking now if you want.” Grinning, his eyes were mischievous. He ran his thumb gently over my lips, causing my breathing to hitch.

“Thank you,” I muttered again in embarrassment.

“I think that’s a good idea, though. You do seem... cold,” he remarked, his gaze going over me in an appraising way. It took me a moment to realize what he meant, and I automatically brought my arms across my chest to cover my hard nipples. They had nothing to do with the weather. He chuckled. “Would you like me to get you something warmer to wear?”

“No.” I shook my head. “I think once we get under the blanket and get comfortable, I’ll be good.”

He smiled as he got the comforter, wrapping it tightly around us. Edward snuggled in close to me, his arm draped across my waist. Lightly, he kissed the crook of my neck, taking a deep breath. “Goodnight, Bella.”

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The Halloween Fair: Part Two

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Since it was Halloween, the line for the haunted house was rather lengthy, making us wait longer than the usual ten minutes. Music was playing loudly all over the fairgrounds, filling the air with the thumping bass. It could be a somewhat strange mix. There would be rap, heavy metal, a country song, then something from the fifties. But it wasn’t horrible. I actually heard a lot that I enjoyed.

“Oh! I love this one!” My best friend giggled. Alice, being herself, wasn’t shy at all. She began to dance, or maybe grind, against Jasper. It didn’t take much for Rose to get into it, too. Laughing, I watched their silly display. Both guys loved it.

“I feel rather left out,” a velvety voice declared from behind me. “I don’t suppose you’d dance with me?”

Turning, I bit my lip. “I’m a horrible dancer, and I don’t want you to lose a toe or anything.”

“Please?” Edward gazed at me from underneath his thick eyelashes.

“Honestly, I don’t know how to dance to this kind of music,” I informed him, trying to think of another excuse. It wasn’t that I didn’t wish to. It was just that I didn’t want to hurt him or make a fool of myself. But if he was anything like his sister, I already knew I was doomed. She always got her way.

“It’s not that difficult, I promise. Here… Let me show you.” And without another word, he turned me around. Placing his palms on my hips, he pushed my backside into him. With his hips, knees, and hands, he pressed me into a steady rhythm. “There you go. Not hard at all, is it?”

“No,” I squeaked out.

We continued to move together, his hands sliding up to my waist. My head leaned back against his shoulder without my permission, and his smile greeted me. I decided to try something I saw Alice do. Saying a quick prayer, I hoped I didn’t accidentally punch him in the face. I brought my arm up slowly. He seemed to understand what I was doing because his palm drifted up my side to my sleeve, guiding it until my fingers were resting against the back of his neck.

“Hey guys, it’s our turn,” Alice shouted to grab my attention.

Blushing, I looked away quickly as I disengaged from him. I was having way too much fun. Edward didn’t seem to be embarrassed at all. He offered me his arm. “Shall we?”

Nodding briskly, I picked up the bear from the small patch of dry ground at our feet then slipped my other arm around his. I wasn’t looking forward to the haunted house. Typically, I was pretty jumpy, so I was never a big fan of them. But I seemed to be the only one, though.

Gradually, I let go of him as we walked inside. I went in front of him, wishing I could run through it or just turn right back around because I knew it was coming. Someone jumped out, yelling at me loudly. Turning, I screamed and ran directly into Edward. His arms wrapped around my waist tightly, holding me to him.

“It’s okay,” he hushed me gently. “Why don’t you hold my hand? I swear I’ll keep you safe.”

Once again, I nodded and took it. I wished we both didn’t have gloves on, so we were skin to skin. I was beyond curious about how it felt. The rest wasn’t nearly as frightening. I was too wrapped up in being so close to him. Whenever there were bits of light, I would try to study his features, but every time he would be looking back at me.

We were almost free and clear, but I couldn’t hear Alice, or the others, anymore. They must have gotten lost in the maze part somewhere in the middle. I could see the light coming from the exit. I picked up my pace, ready to be out. Suddenly, something popped out from the ceiling, and I almost ran directly into it. Shrieking, I stepped backward. I wasn’t sure what my foot caught on, but I braced myself for a fall that never came. After a moment, I opened my eyes one at a time.

“Are you okay?” Edward asked as his arms tightened around me.

I tried to stand on my own, but it didn’t work. When I put pressure on my left foot, I let out a loud hiss of pain. “My ankle hurts.”

Saying nothing else, he put his arm underneath my knees and picked me up bridal style. He walked purposefully out of the exit and over to the nearest bench.

He sat down with me on his lap. “Which one is it?”

“The left.” Biting my lip, I tried not to cry.

He carefully unlaced my boot and tugged it free. He pulled off my sock and set it to the side. Gingerly, he ran his fingers over my ankle. “Wiggle your toes for me.”

Doing what I was told, pain rushed through my foot. Crying softly, hot tears streamed down my too cold face. “It hurts, but I don’t think it’s broken.”

“I think you’re probably right. It’ll hopefully be okay after a couple of days.” He glanced up and frowned, bringing his hand up to my cheek. “Don’t worry. It’ll be alright.”

“Oh, my god! Bella, are you alright?” Alice screeched as she ran over to us at full speed.

“I sprained my ankle,” I stated, not wanting to say any more for fear my voice would crack.

His fingers on my back tightened slightly. “Dad doesn’t go to work until eleven, so I’m going to take her to the house and have him look her over,” he explained matter-of-factly.

“We’ll all go,” my best friend quickly suggested, looking at our friends.
“No!” I blurted out, unsure of who I was protesting. I didn’t want to be a hassle, and I didn’t wish to ruin anyone’s evening. It wouldn’t bother me to sit on a bench until everyone was ready to go. I didn’t mind.

Edward was the one to shake his head, raising his hand up to stop his sister. “Don’t worry about it, Ally. I’m kind of faired out, anyway. Why don’t you guys stay and have a good time? I’ll take care of her.”

“Only if it’s alright with her. Is it?” She asked, her large round eyes glistening. Obviously, she wanted to stay. She was having a wonderful time with her boyfriend.

“Of course. Close the place down for me, okay?” I gave her a watery smile.

After she agreed, Edward carried me to the car as I clutched my teddy bear and boot. I felt rather silly. I wasn’t sure how he opened the door, but soon I was inside with the seat laying back slightly. Rushing to his side, he turned the heater on high before we started the quick drive to their home.

Carefully, I tried to shift to make myself more comfortable, but I accidentally put pressure on my foot. I let out a soft hiss, and the tears restarted. I bit my lip, praying he wouldn’t notice. But, of course, he did.

“Are you okay?” His hand reached for mine. He rubbed soothing circles on my knuckles, calming me completely. Timidly, I nodded.

Even though I was composed, I didn’t want to stop touching. It was so intimate. I knew he was just trying to comfort me, but it was lovely. When the car stopped, I didn’t even notice. Edward peered at me, our hands still joined. He smiled slightly, holding my gaze as he began to lean forward. I thought he was going to kiss me again, but of course, I was wrong. He unbuckled my seatbelt.

It was just my overactive imagination. That’s what I wanted, so that’s what it created. I usually liked to live in my own world, but it was getting bothersome.

“Don’t move,” he commanded in a firm voice before he got out of the car. He ran to my side, opening the door for me. Like before, he slipped his arms underneath me and held me to his solid chest.

“I could walk, you know,” I whimpered.

“No, you can hop. And I won’t have you fall and break your face. So… hush,” he playfully chided.

Edward opened the front door and brought me inside, kicking it closed with his foot. The noise echoed throughout the house. “Hey! You guys are home earlier than-” I heard Carlisle’s voice begin, but he stopped immediately when he caught sight of us. He rushed over from the living room. His father was already in his work clothes, a set of bright blue scrubs. “What happened?”

“She tripped. It appears she sprained her left ankle. There’s only minor swelling and bruising as of right now, but I wanted to bring her to you to make sure she’s okay.”

“Take her up to the study, and I’ll look at her there,” he instructed, running to get his bag. He carried me up those stairs like I was nothing. It amazed me how strong he was. Cautiously, he sat me on the leather couch, waiting for his dad to return in silence. “Well, Bella, I must say you’re lucky to have fallen around a pre-med student whose father just happens to be a physician,” he teased.

Smiling, I tried to ignore the throbbing. “Lucky for me. Unlucky for you both.”

Carlisle smiled kindly before bending down to examine my swollen ankle. He wiggled my toes in different directions, pressing the tender flesh with his cold fingertips. “Edward, I expect you’re right. Why don’t you run and get a bag of ice along with her things? I think they’re by the door.”

His son nodded and dashed out of the room. It was a little strange to be alone with the doctor, even though I liked and respected him. So, I made conversation. “Is Mrs. Cullen not home?”

He gave a quick shake of his head, ruffling his light blond hair. “No. She’s in Seattle for the night. She’s a judge at this charity ball. Esme is supposed to pick the best female costume. She decided to make a weekend of it and stay with some of her college friends,” he explained with a laugh. “She wanted me to go too, but as you can see, I’m working the graveyard shift. I think Halloween scares the newer doctors.”

“That’s too bad. It sounds like a lot of fun,” I remarked as I watched him wrap my ankle. He did it perfectly, not too tight or too loose.

“Well, she has to have her time alone every once in a while. Besides, we’ll have New Year’s,” he said with a sheepish little grin.

Edward came in, gently placing the blue bag on my foot. “Got the ice pack. And I went ahead and took her stuff to my room.”

My jaw dropped. “Your room?”

“Yeah. I can take the couch.” Carlisle looked at him with a raised eyebrow. His son gazed at him for a moment after remembering his father was there, and he probably needed to explain his reasoning better. “What? Alice kicks in her sleep. You’d have to fix her fractured ankle and Alice’s broken nose in the morning.”

Laughing, he tilted his head to the side as he made a little face. “You might have a point there. Alright. Why don’t you take her up there? I’ll be up in a minute with some painkillers. Bella, you may want to get ready for bed because they can make you a tad tired.”

I nodded, then tried to stand up. “Oh, no, you don’t,” Edward murmured, swiftly picking me up again. “You’re not going to do any more damage.”

He carried me up two more flights of stairs to his room, which was all alone on that floor. I had only been in it once, and that was when Alice was trying to find something. It was a beautiful space, mostly done in gold and black. It was set up with a leather couch facing a huge flat-screen television. His vinyl records lined the walls, showing off his tastes. He sat me on the king-sized bed carefully and brought my bag over to me. “You get changed in here, and I’ll go to the bathroom, alright? Do you need help?”

Flushing a bright red, I tried to clear the dirty thoughts out of my head. “No, I’ve got it. Thanks.”

He went to his dresser and pulled out a couple of items, then headed to the restroom. I wasn’t sure how much time I had, so I quickly undressed. I only brought over my shorts and a tank top, not thinking I would be around... anyone, really. Sighing, I tugged them on. I felt exposed. I was brushing out my ponytail when he came out of the bathroom.

“Wow,” he breathed.

“What?” I asked as I looked down at myself.

“Um, you have really long hair. It’s pretty,” he responded in a rush. He walked to his television quickly, looking as if he was thinking about something. “Want to watch a movie? I’m not tired.”

“Sure. That would be nice. You pick,” I smiled, hopping over to the big comfortable couch with the ice bag. He grabbed one and placed it in the Blu-ray player. He went to his bed, and I thought he was going to sit there, much to my disappointment, but instead, he snagged a pillow and came back over to me.

“It’s best to keep your foot elevated,” he explained as he arranged everything for me, even placing my ankle on the cushion that just happened to be on his lap. Laying back a bit, I tried to get comfortable as the movie started.

There was a soft knock on the door. Carlisle poked his head in. “Doing okay?”

“Sore, but I’ll be fine.”

“Here, take this.” He handed me a single white pill and a glass of water. “It’ll take about thirty minutes to an hour to kick in, but it’ll really help. It’s the ‘good stuff.’ Edward, you don’t mind keeping an eye on her?”

“It’ll be my pleasure,” he grinned at me before looking up again. “We were about to watch something.”

“Alright. Well, you two have fun. I’ve got to head out now. If it gets any worse, I want you to come to the hospital right away. Got it?”

“Yes, sir,” I promised. “Thank you.”

“Anytime. You know you’re my favorite patient,” he teased as he patted my shoulder. “I’ll see you guys in the morning.”

“Hey!” Edward called softly to his father as he got to the doorway. “Could you turn off the lights, please?” He got more comfortable in his spot while the opening credits began once he started it again. His crooked smile returned when it became instantly dark. “Thanks.”

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The Halloween Fair: Part One

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I couldn’t believe I agreed to go to the fair. It was probably forty degrees outside, and my layers of clothing didn’t seem like enough. But it was perhaps the better choice. Alice made me pick between dressing up and going to a Halloween party or the carnival. Knowing her, the costume she would have bought for me would have been far too over the top to be seen out in public. I tried to argue against it too because of the price of the tickets, but of course, she won.

“Don’t worry about that,” she stated dismissively over the phone.

“I’m not a Cullen. I don’t have millions of dollars to blow on nothing, thank you very much,” I sarcastically replied. If we were together, she would have slapped the back of my head. It wouldn’t be the first or the last time. I probably deserved it because of my sass.

“My dad gets tons of those ‘all-you-can-ride’ passes for free from the hospital. They sponsor some kiddie health thing. See?” She said triumphantly. “It doesn’t cost me a dime for you to come along. Come on! It’ll be awesome! We can hang out at the fair after school and eat greasy food. And then you can spend the night.”

“I don’t know... Who else is going?”

She barely let me finish. “Just the gang. Please, please, please?” I could practically see her pouting. Sighing, I knew she had me.

“Fine,” I mumbled sourly. I hated the cold. And wet. And it was both.

“Awesome! Why don’t you come over around four?” I could tell by her tone she was hopping up and down. I wondered how many cups of coffee she had that day already. Too many, probably. She was the most caffeinated person I knew.

So, there I was, standing at the front door- in the chilly wind and the rain. It was surprising my best friend wasn’t waiting for me outside, but I was fifteen minutes early. I brought a backpack full of stuff, wrapping in as many layers as I could. I felt like a snow beast in all the fluff, and I knew the cold wouldn’t bother them at all. Phoenix made me soft.

Knocking on the door rhythmically, I rocked back and forth on my heels while I waited for someone to answer. I could see Rose’s car out front, so I could tell the twins had already arrived. Jasper and Rosalie were also southern born, but they had been in Washington State a lot longer than I had. I was the newest to the group, just moving there the year before. Alice took me under her well-dressed wing towards the end of the school year, and we had been friends ever since.

When the door opened, I almost choked on my own spit. Standing before me was one of the most beautiful people I had ever seen. It was a face I knew all too well. It was Edward, Alice’s older brother. I sat next to him in advanced biology the year before, and I had a massive crush on him. I don’t think he had even noticed me, though. The last time I saw him, it was the beginning of the summer before he went to work at a camp.

“Hello?” He said after a moment. I must have been gaping like an idiot.

I cleared my throat and spoke slowly. “Is Alice here?”

“Oh, yeah. She’s still in her cave, getting ready. Come on in,” he answered with a smirk. I couldn’t help but snicker. How accurate were those words? I had been a victim of her fashion torture dungeon one too many times already.

“Thanks,” I mumbled as I rushed past him. I set my stuff on the floor by the door to put in her room later. If I went inside, she would somehow redress or restyle me.

Walking towards the living room, I found Jasper, Emmett, and Rose sitting around the television. She was flipping through a fashion magazine, and the boys were playing a video game. I plopped down on the loveseat.

“Hey, Bells,” Em muttered, not even looking up from the screen.

“Hey... Who’s winning?”

“I am!” Jasper thundered, bashing into his friend’s shoulder. Cursing loudly, Emmett started mashing buttons.

I laughed at their silly display. “I’ve got the winner.”

Coming into the room after a moment, Edward sat at the far end of the couch, which was closest to me. He gazed at me for a long minute, as if he was trying to remember something on the tip of his tongue. Finally, he brought out his hand for me to shake. “Um, I’m Edward, by the way. Alice’s brother.”

“She knows who you are, you unobservant dumbass. You sat next to Bella in AB last year,” Emmett, his youngest sibling, stated in a biting tone, continuing to smash buttons. He was in it too. Apparently, something went wrong because he threw his controller down. “Dammit!”

“Oh...” He murmured distantly. His cheeks flushed a bright red, and I felt bad for him. It sucked that he didn’t know me, but honestly, who would? I wasn’t much to look at. There was nothing about me that was memorable. We never even spoke.

“Come on, Bells. It’s you and me.” Jasper began in a thick southern drawl.

“You’re just going to have to play later. I’m ready,” Alice announced as she bounced into the room.

“Well, now that the princess is prepared, we can go,” Edward grumbled as he rolled his eyes and stood.

His sister, in the most ladylike way possible, flipped him off. Her nails were painted perfectly to match her outfit. “Come on. Let’s head out.”

Before we could walk outside, I pulled her back. “You didn’t tell me he was going to be here.”

“I didn’t? It must have slipped my mind. It’s a good thing, though. Now no one is the odd man out!” She smiled brightly, then walked out onto the front porch. She knew how I felt about him. I seriously considered banging my head against the door.

“I don’t think everyone is going to fit in the jeep,” Edward pointed out the obvious. I couldn’t help but stare at him. I felt like a silly, overly infatuated teenager. Well, I was, but I normally wasn’t like- this. He was just so breathtaking in his leather jacket and gloves, with his coppery hair hanging in front of his beautiful green eyes. The red freckles that dashed over his sharp nose made me melt. I didn’t realize I was staring so hard, but apparently, he did. Glancing down, he smiled a little.

“Let’s take two cars then- Rose, Jasper, Em, and me in the truck. And you and Bella can ride in yours. What do you think?” Alice pondered aloud. Her tone was too bright. I wanted to turn around and kick her in the backside, hard.

“Sounds good to me,” he agreed right away, shrugging his muscular shoulders. His years on the baseball team had been good to him. My eyes grew wide with horror.

“I’m going to kill you,” I grunted in her ear before I marched over to the waiting silver Volvo. Her brother, like the impeccable gentlemen they raised him to be, opened the door. “Thanks.”

“My pleasure,” he assured me with his trademark crooked smile making an appearance.

After he closed it, I let out a ragged breath. It was going to be a very long night. I didn’t know how I was going to handle it. I was clumsy when I wasn’t nervous. But when something had me all wound up? I was just plain screwed.

“Do you mind if I put on some music?” He asked after he climbed inside.

Just looking at him made me blush. “No, not at all. Go ahead.”

Oh, yeah. It was going to be a very long evening.

He flicked on the radio. Apparently, something was already playing, because it started in the middle of a song. Instantly, I knew it. I couldn’t help but laugh. It really didn’t fit him. At all.

“What?” He questioned, peeking at me from the corner of his eye.

“Bowling For Soup?”

His face lit up. “Oh! So, you know who they are? They’ve been around a while. I saw them perform on campus earlier this year. Their songs are pretty amusing,” he explained with a smile. It was oddly formal.

I giggled. “Yeah. They are funny.” One of my favorite parts came on, and I couldn’t help but sing along. “She’s seen all the classics. She knows every line. Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink, even St. Elmo’s Fire!” It just slipped out before I could stop myself. I even danced in my seat. When I realized what I did, I put my hands over my face. “Ugh, I can’t believe I did that.”

He laughed softly. “Don’t worry. It was cute.” I dropped them to look at him, my eyes wide and a sizzling blush covering my cheeks. By then, we were at the fairgrounds. Thankfully, it was only a brief trip on the interstate from their home. He came to a stop and turned to peer at me. “Don’t be embarrassed. It really was adorable.”

“Um, thanks?” I questioned more than said because I didn’t know what else to say. I felt like such a dork.

When I stepped out of the car, I joined the group led by Alice. She was handing out the passes. “So, what are we going on first?”

That was how my night started. Every ride seemed to need a partner. And since I wasn’t coupled up like the rest of them, I had to go with Edward. The first one we went on, I was practically sitting on his lap. I scooted to the far end of the seat, trying to give him as much space as possible.

“What’s wrong?” He inquired as he ducked his chin.

“Nothing.” I looked down at my hands, which were tightly clutching the silver bar.

“Are you scared?” I shook my head, unable to meet his always intense gaze. Swallowing hard, I gnawed on my bottom lip. “I promise I don’t bite,” he whispered in my ear.

I twisted to look at him. His face was only a couple of inches away from mine. He winked playfully, and I opened my mouth to respond, unsure what to say. Luckily, the ride started and saved me from myself.

As we rode more, I got more comfortable with him. He seemed to be directing most of his attention at me. Perhaps it was because he didn’t have much choice. One of the biggest problems with being a single person in a group full of couples was that they tended to be... attached... to one another while they were together. And, apparently, all the excitement made them in the mood to make out every chance they got.

Rose was practically wrapped around Emmett like he was a stripper pole while we waited in line for the small roller coaster. If she shoved her tongue any further down his throat, he would accidentally swallow it. His hands were glued to her ass.

“They look like they’re having fun,” Edward declared dryly, rolling his eyes as he shook his head.

“Too much if you ask me,” I whispered back.

“So, they’re making you uncomfortable too?” He sheepishly questioned. I could tell he was a real private kind of guy, and this type of PDA was probably too much for him. It was something we had in common. Nodding, I looked over my shoulder at him. I hadn’t realized he was so close. I had to keep myself from jumping. “Do you want to get something to eat after this one, then? Let them have their tonsil-hockey time.”

I giggled. “Yeah, sure. I’m getting hungry.”

“You’re hungry?” Alice slurred as she pulled away from Jasper, who had a very... happy... look on his face. “Me too. Why don’t we all get something after this?”

Almost inaudibly, Edward groaned for some reason. He was probably just sick of all the couples, too. I barely heard it.

“Want to share a funnel cake with me for dessert?” He asked after we sat down with our food. I got a huge corn dog with ketchup and mustard, and he had a slice of pizza. “I can’t eat all of it by myself.”

“Sure. That sounds good. I can never finish them either,” I smiled. He laughed a little. “What?”

Grabbing a napkin, he wiped the corner of my mouth. There was a massive glob of red goo on my cheek. I blushed furiously. Looking away, I pushed my lips together in embarrassment.

“Hey, Bella, do I have anything on my face?” He spoke in an overly cheerful voice. It was like his sister’s.

When I turned to look at him, his entire upper lip was covered in sauce. Laughing, I knew he was only trying to make me feel better. It worked, too. It was a very sweet gesture. As he had done for me, I leaned forward and cleaned his face with a napkin. “You’re too much, you know that?”

He impishly winked at me again as he grinned. He really was just like his sister. “I’m going to get that funnel cake. Want anything special on it?”

“Just powder sugar.”

“Perfect. Just how I like it,” he replied, turning on his heels to fetch it.

Alice slid closer to me, resting her head on my shoulder. “Having a good time?”

“Yes,” I hissed through clenched teeth. I was still mad at her for not at least warning me first. Though, if she had, I probably would have turned down the night completely. And she knew it.

She bumped her arm into mine. “You’re going to have to tell me about it later.”

“About what?”

She winked, then scooted back to her man. I wondered what was with the Cullens and winking. They always seemed to know something I didn’t.

Edward took her spot, sitting on the same side instead of across from me. “You have to try this. It’s perfect,” he moaned as he tore a piece off for me. He held it close to my lips, looking at me expectantly.

Bending forward, I took it from his fingertips. It was a mix of sweet with the salty taste of his fingers, which were now bare because he pulled his gloves off to eat. I hummed in pleasure, but not at the flavor of the cheap fair food. “This is yummy.”

When I peered up, he was biting his bottom lip and blushing a little. He glanced down quickly, clearing his throat. The action reminds me... of myself. He grabbed his soda from across the table and took a large gulp. I wanted to ask what made him nervous so suddenly, but I didn’t have the courage to do so.

We sat in silence after that. I didn’t really know what to say. We finished the funnel cake and waited for everyone else, which seemed to take forever.

“What do you want to ride now?” Alice prompted the group as she threw her cup away.

“I don’t think riding anything would be a good idea,” Rose started as she rubbed her flat stomach. “I don’t want to get sick on my Gucci. Why don’t we play some games or something?”

I really didn’t have the money, so I stood back to watch. Edward seemed to linger behind, letting the rest of them have their fun. “Don’t like carnival games?”

Shaking my head, I shrugged. “I do. It’s just I don’t have a lot of cash to waste on this,” I admitted with a blush. “I would never win anything, anyway.”

He pursed his lips in thought for a moment, then looked around quickly as his eyes searched for something. He apparently found it because he grabbed my arm and tugged me along until we were standing in front of a game, the one where you throw the softball to knock over the three milk jugs. It had enormous prizes hanging around it, showing that it was one of the hardest to win. He pulled out five dollars, the price of one attempt, and handed it to the man. He turned to me with a sly smile. “Pick out which one you like.”

“What?” I blurted out in confusion. Before I could get an answer, he wound his arm back and threw the ball with all his strength. The metal containers clattered to the ground loudly.

“We have a winner!” The operator shouted. “What would you like?”

“Whatever the pretty lady wants,” he answered with a big smile as he gazed at me. He was peering at me from underneath his long eyelashes. I felt hypnotized by him. “What do you want, Bella?”

I had to keep myself from squawking ‘you, Edward! I want you!’ But it wasn’t wise, or possible, and I wouldn’t ruin a perfect evening. “How about the purple teddy bear?”

The man pulled it down and handed it to me. Clutching it to my chest, I hugged it tightly. “Why don’t you try to win another?” He offered, always trying to make another sale. “It needs a friend.”

“No, this is enough,” I declared hastily, pulling him away from the game. We had lost track of the others, and I couldn’t see them anywhere.

“Do you like it?” He asked when we were a safe distance from the callers.

I pushed my face into the plush toy. “I love it. Thank you. But you didn’t have to do that.”

“I wanted to. Every girl deserves to have a stuffed animal won for her at the fair,” he flirted, that smile reappearing. I felt my knees go a little weak, and it took everything I had not to drop to the ground. He was so charming, and he wasn’t even trying.

We were gazing at each other, and the silence was deafening. He started to lean in slowly. His lips were only a few inches away from mine. Closing my eyes, I prayed what I hoped was about to happen, was. His mouth was literally a breath away when I felt something short and annoying tug on my arm.

“Come on! We’re going to the haunted house!” Alice declared excitedly. Sometimes, she had the worst timing. I wanted to punch her.

“I don’t like haunted houses,” I complained as she pulled me along.

“Well, I’ll protect you, if you want, Bella,” Edward promised from beside me. His hand touched my lower back, making my heart flutter loudly in my chest. I was surprised he couldn’t hear it.

“Okay...” I trailed off breathlessly.

Who could refuse an offer like that?

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