The Blessing Outtakes

Chapter 27- First Time- Bella POV:

He’s all that I could possibly want. As he holds me in his arms and kisses me with more passion than I have ever experienced, I know that I’m ready for this. This won’t be just sex, at least not for me. I love Edward. I love him more than I thought I could ever love anyone. My past had caused me to build a wall, to protect myself from being hurt again, but Edward has caused that wall to come crashing down around me. I feel exposed, but his love quickly causes any unwanted feelings to wash away.

My senses are heightened as he kisses every exposed inch of my wet skin. The heavy rain feels like a shield around us, causing this moment to feel so incredibly intimate. I want him to strip me and make love to me right here. I don’t care who sees us, I just want to feel his sculpted, tattooed body moving over mine. I grow wet as he kisses me and I’m thankful for the rain, so he won’t notice the wet little spot I would have left behind on his seat. He licks my bottom lip, and I part my mouth to allow his tongue entrance. He tastes me, and then pulls me over the console and onto his lap. My bottom hits the car horn, and I feel myself blush. Edward slides back in his seat to give us more room and I relax in his lap.

I can feel his hard cock between my legs. He’s bigger than I had imagined and the image my mind is conjuring is enough to bring me to an orgasm. I want to feel him thrusting inside of me and I want to feel it now. He pulls away and I pout at him, wishing he would’ve kept going. He gives me a crooked grin and reaches down to adjust his throbbing cock in his pants.

“We can’t do it here,” he tells me. I continue to pout at him and he rolls his eyes and grins. “Don’t give me that look. It’s public indecency or something like that.”

I laugh, and make sure to rub my pussy against his erection before sliding back over the console and into my seat. I can’t help but smile at the moan that escapes his lips as I tease him. It’s just so fun. It feels incredible, knowing that someone as hot as he is desires me. The way he looks at me makes me feel so beautiful and confident. Just seeing the desire in his eyes makes me want to take charge. I watch his shaky hand as he puts the key into the ignition and turns the windshield wipers on. He’s just as nervous as I am, and that knowledge is soothing.

The roads aren’t terrible at first, but the further we get from the city, the worse the conditions are. Edward seems pissed, but is good about remaining calm as he carefully maneuvers around the other cars. Edward punches the steering wheel as we reach a closed off road with a long line of traffic.

“Do you know another way?” I ask, staring at the cop car ahead.

Edward talks to the cop, asking about directions and road closures. I know how much Edward wants to get home, but I also know it’s not safe. I watch him as he sits deep in thought and open my mouth before he gets any dangerous ideas.

“As much as Charlie wants you there, he needs his daddy safe. You’re all he has left and we can’t take our chances because of that.”

Edward knows I am right. He closes his eyes and is deep in thought for a moment. I hope I didn’t make him sad, whenever he thinks about his brother his entire demeanor shifts and it breaks my heart. He opens his eyes and gives me a small smile, before turning the car around to get back on the highway. The rain picks up, causing the road ahead to become barely visible. I can see the brake lights ahead and hear the sound of car horns, causing me to grip the sides of my seat as Edward drives. I can finally breathe again as Edward pulls off the highway. I quickly text Alice, telling her what’s happening, and instead of seeming worried, she seems downright delighted.

I roll my eyes when I read her text, “Get it girl! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do! ;)”. I know she’s going to want the whole story tomorrow, but hopefully I’ll be too worn out to do anything other than sleep. Edward passes one motel, and surprises me when he pulls into an extremely expensive hotel a few blocks down. He parks close, but with the downfall I know it won’t make a bit of difference. I don’t mind, because I’ve always loved the rain. With a huge grin on my face, I swing open my passenger door and run into the night. I let the rain drench me, giggling as I hop around the puddles and spin around. I stop spinning when I find Edward standing completely still, staring at me with a loving expression on his beautiful face. The look in his eyes takes my breath away. A laugh escapes my lips as I wave my hand, beckoning him to join me, before I run to the hotel entrance.

The hotel lobby is completely overwhelming and it takes my breath away. That is, until Edward runs into the lobby, soaking wet and incredibly hot. As soon as he enters, my eyes aren’t interested in anything else. It seems I’m not the only one who finds him desirable. The hotel clerk looks just as smitten with him.

“One room, please.”

Edward pulls out his wallet and fishes for his ID and credit card.

“Will you two be needing separate beds?” The blonde asks, making me want to tear her dyed hair out of her head. He’s mine! Wow, when did I get so possessive?

“No. My girlfriend and I would like one room with one bed,” Edward explains, as if the girl was a complete idiot.

I smile at him. Take that bitchy clerk! Before a laugh can escape my mouth, his lips are on mine. Thoroughly kissing me as if we were alone. He tastes as good as he looks, and I moan into his mouth, allowing him to pull me against his body. The sound of coughing brings me back to reality.

“We have two suites available,” the bitchy clerk informs us, with a pissed look on her spray-tanned face.

“As long as it has a king-sized bed, we’ll take it,” Edward says, pissing her off more.

“Enjoy your stay, sir,” the clerk says as soon as she’s finished checking us in. “Let me know if you need anything.”

I don’t miss her meaning, but I’m too horny to care. As we make our way to our room, I grow nervous, despite how much I want him. This is our first time together and I want it to be absolutely perfect. That type of hype though makes my stomach twist and my heart race. I need to get my thoughts off this and calm down.

“Why don’t we get some dry clothes and snacks?” I suggest, as I see a small gift shop.

I look around, and as I do I can feel Edward looking at me. He must be confused, I’m being so hot and cold. I feel him approach me as I pretend to be interested in a pile of sweatshirts. I feel his breath on the back of my neck and all my nervousness dissipates.

“We can just take all of our clothes off,” he whispers in my ear.

My skin pricks with goosebumps and my pussy tightens at his words. Just the thought of him naked is overwhelming. If he looks this amazing clothed, I can’t begin to imagine what he would look like completely naked before me.

“We don’t have to go all the way,” he quietly promises. “I can just taste you if you want.”

Holy fuck! I want him to taste every inch of my body before licking me where I need him most. I turn around in his arms, so quickly I nearly crash into him. I take him by surprise, as I kiss him with all the passion I have. I want him so desperately, I need him now. He seems to feel the same, because he pulls away before we can lose ourselves.

“Let’s go to our room.”

He kisses me again before practically carrying me out of the gift shop. The man working behind the counter gives us an incredulous look and Edward gives him a wave before he pulls me out. We jog to the elevator, my feet only skimming the ground since Edward is too eager to let go of my body for a second. He lets me down as soon as the elevator doors close, but that doesn’t mean he let go of my body. His hands are all over my curves, as he smashes his lips against mine. He pushes me up against the elevator wall and works his magic until I’m absolutely delirious. His hand finds my breast and he tweaks my nipples through my wet dress. It feels amazing, and I bite down on his lip, drawing blood, causing him to handle me more roughly. He pinches my pert nipple and I lick the blood off his lip before the elevator doors open.

“Fuck, baby,” Edward moans, as he licks his lip, a gesture that always makes me want to jump on him.

I pull his lips back down to meet mine, and kiss him until we reach our floor. I touch every inch of him as we walk toward our room. As soon as we make our way inside, Edward seems nervous.

“Bella, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want. That’s not what this night is about. I would love to just lay in bed and hold you all night, if that’s what you want.”

He’s so cute when he’s unsure of himself. It amazes me that someone so attractive could ever be uncertain when it comes to this sort of thing. “I want you,” I assure him. “All of you.”

He smiles at me and steps forward, so we are only mere inches apart. He reaches out to hold my hand. He touches me as if I were a fragile piece of glass, and the warm look in his eyes causes me to forget about the fact that I’m cold and still shivering from the rain. He looks nervous, and I wonder if it’s because I’m the first proper girlfriend he’s ever had. I know he cares for me, and at times like this I think he might love me just like I love him.

Edward gives me one, small kiss, before pulling away to unzip his pants. I watch as he unbuttons his trousers and unzips his fly. My eyes widen with desire as I find that he is naked underneath. His cock is better than anything I could have ever imagined. It’s…. magnificent, something all other cocks should be compared to. His girth alone is shocking, but when I factor in his length as well, it takes my fucking breath away. He’s over nine inches long and I know my hand won’t be able to wrap around him, his cock is truly a monster. The piercing on its head shocks me the most. It’s so fucking hot. Precum is seeping from the tip and I want nothing more than to drop to my knees and lap it up, before licking the thick, pulsing vein that runs from the base of his cock to the tip.

“You still want to do this?” He asks, as he notices I’ve stopped undressing.

I gulp, unable to help myself. I feel dazed as I answer, “Of course.” I finish unzipping my dress and let it fall to the floor.

His jaw drops and I smile. I’m happy I let Alice talk me into purchasing this black lace bra and panty set. Edward looks at me as if he were looking at a naked woman for the very first time. I moan as I watch him take his cock in his hand and begin to stroke himself at the sight of me.

“Let’s get you out of this shirt,” I coyly state.

I practically rip the shirt off of his muscular, tattooed frame. God, his body is better than I have ever imagined. There’s no way my imagination could have ever done him justice. Two full sleeves of tattoos cover his muscular arms. His nipples are pierced and there is a black and grey rose tattoo a few inches above his amazing cock. I lick my lips at the sight of him. I reach for his cock and take it in my hand, pumping him until he moans.

“You’re so fucking sexy, baby,” I moan, enjoying the way his eyes widen and fill with lust.

He kisses every inch of my exposed skin as we make our way toward the king-sized bed in the center of our room. We fall on the bed together, and he gives my lips a kiss before traveling down my body until his face is settled in front of my pussy. He pulls the lace panties down my legs and stares at my pussy. His fingers travel down my landing strip until they reach my wet folds. I moan as he fingers me. If two fingers feel this tight, I can’t imagine how good his cock will feel.

“You’re so fucking wet baby,” he moans as he fingers my pussy.

My back arches off the bed and my whole body quivers from the pleasure.

“It’s all because of you, Edward,” I tell him as he adds another finger. I pull down one cup of my bra to play with my nipple as I watch him. “I’ve been waiting for this for so long.”

He moans and lowers his head between my legs to lick my pussy. He kisses my clit and bites gently down, and I can feel myself grow close. He licks my pussy until I’m thrashing about on the bed, unable to control my own body. He fingers me until I feel like I’m floating. My entire body tenses as I feel my orgasm only seconds away.

“Let go, beautiful,” he begs, before giving my pussy another good lick.

My entire body tightens, before my pussy pulses uncontrollably and every one of my muscles relax. My eyes flutter, just like my core as I come down from the most incredible orgasm of my life. No man has ever managed to make me feel this way, but of course, no man comes close to Edward. He kisses his way back up my body, until he reaches my lips. I moan as I taste my salty cum mixed with the sweet taste of his mouth. I feel drunk with passion and I never want to come back down to Earth.

“Do you want to do this, beautiful? It doesn’t have to be tonight.”

I smile at him, and reach behind my back to unclasp my bra. Any second thoughts escape him as he looks at my breasts. His mouth is on them in an instant, licking my nipples before suckling them between his lips.

“Please, Edward,” I beg. “I can’t wait any longer.”

He jumps off the bed, his cock bouncing in the air as he runs to his pants to grab a condom from his wallet. I can’t look away from his giant cock as he tells me, “You weren’t a foregone conclusion. I just like to be prepared.”

I watch as he rips the condom open and slides it onto his impressive erection. I open my legs for him, excited and scared to feel that monster rocking inside of me. He kneels between my thighs and wraps my legs around his waist.

Before we start, I have to ask, “You’re clean, right? You’ve been tested and everything?” I don’t want to offend him, but I just have to know.

“I was tested when I returned to Washington,” he assures me. “I’m clean. You?”

I nod and smile, because that means we’re really doing this. “I’m clean.”

He lowers himself onto his elbows and positions his cock at my entrance. I can feel the heat from his erection as it pulses at my entrance. He’s so close, and I just want to slide down so I can impale myself on his huge cock. I open my legs wider, urging him on. He pushes inside me in one harsh, wonderful thrust. I breath a sigh of relief, I’m in heaven. However, I’m shocked to look down and find that he’s not all of the way inside.

“Fuck, you’re so big, baby.” I moan, tightening my legs around his waist.

“Do you think you can handle more?”

I bite down on my lower lip and nod, wanting to feel every inch of him. He thrusts all the way in and I gasp, shocked by how his size stretches me to the point that it’s almost painful. He feels so incredible, so much better than anything I’ve experienced before.

“We did it,” I tease, before he silences me with a kiss.

He takes it deliciously slow, worshiping my entire body as he rocks deeply inside of me. It’s as if he is saying ‘I love you,’ with each and every kiss. I kiss him back with just as much vigor, wanting him to know my true feelings as well. He reaches a point where he can no longer hold back, I love the way he loses control as his thrusts become erratic. I grab his ass and urge him to take me harder, wanting to give me all the passion his incredible body has to offer.

Before he reaches his orgasm, he slips a hand down between my legs to play with my clit, wanting me to come first. He’s an unselfish lover, and I’m so happy I have him.

“Come for me beautiful girl,” he whispers in my ear. “I want to see my girl come on my cock.”

His words are enough. I come violently around his cock and he begins to really fuck me, holding nothing back. I spank him, as I reach another powerful orgasm. I’m delirious and soaring as I experienced one orgasm after another. He comes and when he does, he cries out.

“I love you so fucking much Bella Swan!”

I don’t think he knows what he’s said. He is just as drunk off sex as I am. That doesn’t mean I don’t cherish his words. He loves me! This wonderful man loves me! He falls on top of me completely spent, and I wrap my arms around his strong body, giving his tattooed shoulder a small kiss.

I won’t let him stop now. “The night is still young, and I want you again.”

A/N: So...what do you guys think of Bella's POV?

Bella's POV- Chapter 12: Hope

Thanks to my betas, Paige and Sherry, for helping me edit this! :)

Sometimes it is necessary to use whatever means possible to encourage a man. Especially, a man who doesn’t believe in himself. I can’t begin to understand why a man like Edward, unbelievably handsome and giving, would think he wasn’t worthy of a date. At first, I thought he wasn’t attracted to me, and didn’t look at me romantically. But, with the amount of looks he attempts to hide, I know that is not true.

I must admit, at first my feelings for Edward frightened me. He is so unlike any man i have ever dated, and his appearance is one that I was so frequently warned about growing up. I always played it safe when it came to men and dating. But, I’m tired of playing it safe. I’ve grown bored going on dates just because on paper they should be right for me. Love is more than just apparent compatibility. Someone can be conventionally perfect, but that doesn’t mean I will feel a spark when I’m close to them. When I’m around Edward, it’s more than just a spark, it’s as if the sun has finally come out after years of darkness. I’ve never felt tied to someone so quickly, and that alone is quite scary.

The man Alice is trying to set me up with, is one of those people who just seems perfect. He has a steady job, a degree from a great school, and a nice house on the edge of town. She showed me a photo of him, and he is quite handsome, but it’s hard to really see him, with Edward always in my head. Part of me is considering giving the man a chance, especially since Edward refuses to make a move. But, another part of me understands why Edward hasn’t asked me out. Because he hates what he sees in himself and believes I must as well.

I’ve decided that if he can’t make a move, I will just have to tease him until he does. After a day of talking about my date, only to have Edward give me moral support, I finally decided to try on dresses in front of him. Hoping that taunting him will inspire him to make a move. I’ve tried on a few dresses so far with no luck, but I can see the beginnings of a war raging inside of him.

“What do you think about this one?” I ask, twirling in front of him with a smirk on my face.

Charlie cutely smiles in approval and goes back to playing. God, he is the cutest baby I have ever seen! Sometimes, seeing Edward holding him, causing me to stare for an impolite amount of time. I can’t help myself though, give a hot guy a baby…

“You look beautiful,” Edward says, his voice strained, which gives me hope. “So, where is this guy taking you?”

“Some Italian restaurant in the city,” I explain, as if it’s no big deal.

Edward looks upset and I can’t help but smirk. You don’t like it? Do something about it!

“So why do you need my opinion anyway?” he asks, his voice riddled with annoyance. “Do I look like a man who knows anything about fashion? Can’t your sister give you advice?”

“Well, I wanted a man’s opinion,” I state, blushing at his barrage of questions and wondering if he is catching on to my ulterior motive.

His face softens, “Bella, you know you’re beautiful. Anything you wear would be perfect.”

He is so beautiful when he is like this. Relaxed and open, not fearing being seen by me. I wish he could look at peace like this all of the time. I turn away, and head back to my closet to strip and try on another dress. I hear footsteps on the carpet and gasp when I turn and practically run into Edward. I make a small attempt to cover-up, wanting him to really see me for the woman I am.

“Bella, I don’t want you to go on this date tonight.”

I cock my brow at him in indignation and put my hands on my hips. He really is going to do this? Why can’t he just say how he feels? When I see the conflict in his eyes, my posture softens, realizing that if I want to date Edward, I’m going to have to be patient with him. He has been through so much, and with his strong exterior, I can forget at times.

“Why? I haven’t been on a date in a long time Edward.”

“Is that the only reason you’re going out with this guy?”

I drop my arms away from my body, and grab another dress. Being slow about it, to give Edward a chance to see me in my bra and panties, because I never said I wouldn’t play dirty. “Because he seems nice. He comes highly recommended by Alice.”

“Don’t play with me,” he commands, his eyes dark as he looks down at me.

“Are you looking out for me as your best friend?” I challenge him, not backing down.

He smiles at me, and takes a deep breath before saying, “No, Bella, I’m not. If you want to go on a date, I’ll take you out.”

“A real date?” I smile, finally getting my way.

“Well, it doesn’t have to be a real date, we could just fake it and see how it goes.”

I snort before I can contain myself and playfully hit his chest. Which feels a lot harder than I would have thought. “No, Edward. I think you should try again.”

“Cancel your date tonight, and I’ll take you out.”

I can’t contain my grin and my conscious is doing a little happy dance. “Okay, Edward. I’ll go on a date with you.”

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“So is this what you envisioned for the night?” Edward asks, after we are sitting comfortably in a booth of a local pizzeria.

“Yes,” I answer unapologetically. Edward’s eyes widen in shock as soon as he realized that I most definitely planned this.

“So, did the guy take it pretty hard when you canceled?” Edward asks after we order our drinks.

Mike hadn’t taken it too hard. Probably because he was hoping to reschedule our date for another time. I felt bad canceling, him being Alice’s husband, Jasper’s friend and all, but I didn’t see the point of going on a date, when I was really interested in someone else. It was unfair to both men, and I don’t want to deal with the mess of going out with my brother-in-law’s friend to only turn him down eventually.

“Well, he was hopeful that we could reschedule for another time,” I explain, “He is Alice’s friend and I guess my sister really talked me up to him.”

“I’m sure that is easy to do.”

I blush, pleased by his words. Edward can be so sweet sometimes, making me feel like I’m the only girl in the world. The waitress returns to take our order, and asks if we will have one check or two. Before I can say anything, Edward quickly speaks up to tell her we will be on the same check.

“Thanks Edward, but you didn’t have to do that.”

I was more than happy to pay for my share. I know Edward has a job, but he also has a baby to care for. I am only responsible for myself.

“Well, it is a date, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is. I never thought you would ask me out.”

Edward laughs at this. We have been friends for a while now, and at times I knew he was being flirtatious with me, but he never moved past that. I wonder if he thinks he was being obvious or something like that.

“Well, I suppose I just needed you to tease me until I caved,” he chuckles.

I giggle, knowing that Edward most definitely figured me out. Oh well, I’m not ashamed of what I did. Desperate times call for desperate measures. Now that we are enjoying this date together, I am more than happy that I had the courage to inspire him. Who knows how long it would have taken him to make a move without my influence.

Our food arrives, and we fall into easy conversation. We expand upon usual first date conversation, since we have been friends and already know so much about each other. We fall into a conversation about literature, something we both love. While, Edward’s tastes are very different than mine, I love that I have found a man that reads. Something that has become very rare in the men I have met.

Charlie grows restless in Edward’s arms, and I know our date will be ending soon. Charlie is adorable, even when he cries, which I know is not an easy feat. “Awe, poor guy. Is it past his bedtime?”

“Yeah, sorry about this,” Edward says as he flags down our waitress.

“It’s fine, I love having Charlie around,” I admit, I love this baby so much.

I felt connected to Charlie from the minute I first held him. He is so small, but he brings such joy to my life. I cherish all the time I can spend with him, and love him like he was my own. His eyes are trying to stay open and his mouth forms in an “o,” as he emits the cutest little yawn.

Edward pays the bill and we leave, I can’t believe our date is already over. I’ve never felt this good about anything. “Thanks for tonight, Edward. That was a lot more fun than a stuffy dinner with a stranger.”

“Well, I appreciate that Bella,” he teases me.

“I didn’t mean it like that. I had a lot of fun with you Edward. Just like I always do.”

A/N: Leave me a comment and let me know what you think! :)


Bella Outtake: Chapter 9- Dinner With the Girl Next-Door

Thanks Sherry and Paige!

God, have I ever been this nervous? Something about Edward makes my pulse race and makes me incredibly tense. Perhaps, it is just the attraction I feel for him. I usually have to get to know a man before I can decide how I feel, but with Edward, I felt a need for him from the moment I saw him. It’s embarrassing, since I doubt I am his type, but that doesn’t mean I can’t be friendly. Though I’m an introvert, I’m not the shy type, and even if Edward is not interested in me the way I am so obviously interested in him, I can still be a friend to him. I know that he needs that now.

It’s obvious he knows absolutely nothing about kids. When I first saw him, he looked like a bad boy wrapped in a very delicious package. My shock was uncontained when I saw him move in across the hall, and I was even more shocked when I saw the bundle of joy in his arms. I considered initially that he could be married, although I hadn’t seen a ring, because I thought there was no way he was taking care of that baby on his own. But when I found he wasn’t, I just knew I had to invite him over for dinner. I reasoned that it was the least I can do for the new and struggling father, but deep down, I knew it was because I was attracted to him and wanted to stare at him all night.

I love to cook, but I seldom do it since I’ve been on my own. When I had dad and Alice to cook for, I would go all out every night and would try countless recipes from my mom’s many cookbooks. Now that Alice is married and has a little girl, and I have finally decided to move out of my dad’s house, I don’t have anyone to entertain. If tonight goes well, then hopefully that will change. It will be nice to have a man to cook for again. Especially, an extremely attractive and mysterious man.

I spent a few hours editing in the morning, which is incredibly boring when you have so many other things on your mind. I find that I have to look at each paragraph multiple times since my mind just wanders, thinking of more pleasant diversions. Diversions that are covered in tattoos…

When it finally comes time to prepare dinner, I pull out my signature recipe, remembering my mother’s words, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.” Now that I have accepted the past, I can finally look back on times I shared with her and not feel pain. I smile at her words and feel as if she is here with me in the kitchen as I cook her signature dish.

Lost in my own thoughts, I barely acknowledge the knock on the door. When it finally registers that my handsome neighbor is on the other side of it, I jump and am suddenly frazzled. Looking down at my cotton dress, which is now covered in flour and stains, I groan, making a mental note to get an apron that actually covers me instead of buying one solely on cuteness. I quickly check the mirror and wipe the food particles off of my face, before running to answer the door. I’m sure I will look like a mess, but this is the best I can manage. I wasn’t nervous this morning, going to his apartment in a robe before I even managed to take a shower, but that was before I talked to him.

I open the door to find the incarnation of every fantasy I’ve ever had. I’ve always had a thing for men with tattoos, although all my past boyfriends have been a blank canvas. I stand and gawk at him, before finally coming to my senses and realizing how rude I am being.

“Sorry, I’m finishing up right now,” I assure him with a nervous smile.

“Don’t apologize,” he laughs.

I gasp as he reaches toward me and wipes the tiniest bit of flour from my face that I had missed in my rush. As cheesy as it sounds, I feel sparks when he touches me. You have read one too many romance novels Bella!

“Thanks for cooking dinner tonight.”

“It was no trouble. I love to cook, and now that I’ve moved out of my dad’s house I don’t have anyone to cook for,” I ramble, before moving aside and gesturing for Edward and Charlie to come in. I’ve been tidying up all day, knowing that I always feel more comfortable when things are in order. I let them get comfortable as I run back to the kitchen to finish up. Caesar salad, homemade garlic bread, pasta with my signature sauce, and a Devil’s Food Cake with whipped cream icing.. I return to the living room to find Edward looking at my old photographs with Charlie in his arms. When he comes across one, I still and feel my throat constrict. It’s painful to know she is gone, and though I have come to terms with her passing, I loathe talking about it. I’m always afraid I’ll fall to pieces.

“Are you ready for dinner?” I awkwardly ask, trying to keep my composure.

Edward gives me a sheepish smile, as if he knows he has overstepped one of my invisible boundaries. He begins to speak, but I quickly interrupt him, wanting to avoid any question he may have. “I made pasta and homemade garlic bread.”

He doesn’t press me about the subject, and joins me at the kitchen table, sitting with Charlie comfortably in his lap. I’m ecstatic to find that Edward loves my cooking and eats not one helping, but two. Our conversation is sparse at first, but soon we move onto the topic of our interests and I find that I have a lot in common with this man. More than I would have ever guessed. I feel a connection to him already, just after conversing with him twice, and the feeling is incredible. If nothing else, I have found a friend in Edward.

Dinner ends and I don’t want him to leave. I’m thankful I took extra time out of my day to make dessert for tonight. I made my absolute favorite and from the look on Edward’s face, I know that he is extremely impressed.

“It’s just a modest little cake, but I thought you would like it,” I tell him as I place a plate with a large slice on his place mat.

“It looks wonderful Bella,” he smiles at me before quickly digging in.

Bella...I love the sound of my name falling from his lips. I watch him eat, well, I watch his lips and wonder if they feel as soft as they look. Charlie falls asleep in his strong arms, and I know that our night is nearing its end.

“I better get going, It’s past Charlie’s bedtime.” He sounds regretful, and it gives me hope knowing that he enjoys my company as well.

“I understand. It was nice hanging out with you, Edward.”

“I loved it,” he says with a beautiful grin. “I’m right across the hall, so come over anytime you like.”

He winks at me and my knees feel weak. Jesus...what this man does to me. I giggle, embarrassed by the effect he has on my body.

“Don’t be a stranger Edward.”