Edward sits on the floor and settles on the coffee table, as I grab us some chips and some IBC.We study quietly, tension building and my need to physically touch Edward growing stronger. We seem to hit a new level last night, and I’m dying to try it again.
I push back from the coffee table and sit up on my knees and stretch, revealing my stomach to Edward. I know he likes my skin. Since things have progressed, he is always touching me.
I hear him groan and look over to find him practically drooling.
I wiggle my finger at him, motioning him to come over to me. He pushes away and crawls over to me. Oh, my very own predator.
Once he reaches me, he pulls me down on the floor and crawls on top of me. My legs open and he settles between my legs. He proceeds to attack my neck, moving slowly to my face then firmly kissing me.
Things start to heat up, and he is grasping at my shirt. I hear the front door open and see Edward fly off of me like some kind of superhero. I sit up and casually sit on the floor.
“Bells, I brought some pizza. Is Edward still here?” Charlie states from the kitchen.
“Yeah, we’re just in here doing some homework,” I yell back. I shake my head at Edward and stand up. He looks scared like Charlie will pull out on of his guns and shoot him in the balls.
“Don’t worry. He always yells to announce himself. With Charlie, less is more,” I explain as I take Edward’s hand and drag him into the kitchen for pizza.
We eat dinner and I watch as Charlie and Edward talk about cars. I smile knowing that I’m finally dating a guy that Charlie likes.
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