Repentance - Chapter 6

CHAPTER 6:

We arrived at the hotel a little after noon. It was insanely gorgeous. I had been wondering for far too long, and finally, I had to ask.

“Edward?” I asked, as I looked around the lavish suite at the Heathman Hotel in downtown Portland.

“Yes?”

“I know the law library isn’t paying you this much.”

Edward laughed. “No, not at all. I just work there to have something to put on my resume. Next year I’ll probably intern somewhere.”

“Okay, so...do your parents just throw money at you?”

“Sort of.” He shrugged his shoulders. “They used to, when I was going to go to med school. They have since cut me off. Fortunately, I have a trust fund and a grandmother who would do anything for me. She’ll be there today. She will love you.”

“All you trust fund babies...I wish I had something like that to give Masen when he grows up.”

Edward startled me when he grabbed my hand and spun me around to face him. He pulled me in his arms and briefly brushed his lips against mine. “He will. If you let me.”

“Edward, no. You do too much as it is. Money is like trash to you. You just throw it away. I have worked so hard for what little Masen and I have. I want him to understand that money doesn’t grow on trees.” That didn’t come out like I wanted it to. Edward looked hurt.

“You don’t understand, Bella. You don’t know anything.” He turned and walked away from me. He carried our bags into the bedroom. I followed him.

“What don’t I know, Edward?”

“Nothing. Forget it.” He busied himself with unpacking some of the things from his bag.

“Edward, I’m sorry. That’ didn’t come out right. I’ve just never lived a privileged life like you have. I don’t want to get used to all these things I’ve never had before.”

He turned to look at me. “Why not? Do you think I’m going somewhere?”

I stumbled for words. “Well, no. I don’t know. I hope not.”

He blew a deep breath out and walked over to me, placing his hands on my shoulders. “Bella, I know things have progressed quickly with us. I know we’ve only been seeing each other a few months, but I’m completely and utterly fascinated by you. I want to be with you, for a long time. As long as you’ll let me. If I want to spoil you and Masen, let me.”

My heart melted. I just couldn’t understand how he liked me so much. We came from opposite ends of the Earth. “Edward, I really like you. A lot. I just don’t want to get hurt. I don’t want Masen to hurt. He’s crazy about you, we both are.”

Edward’s lips pressed against mine and lingered momentarily before leaving. “I don’t ever want to hurt either of you. I would never intentionally hurt you, Bella.”

I shook my head in understanding. “I’m going to get ready.” I grabbed some clothes from my suitcase and headed into the bathroom to change. I had dressed casually for the three hour drive, but I wanted to look nicer going to Edward’s for dinner.

I borrowed a dress from Alice for the occasion. It was a long sleeve wool jersey dress. It was a deep plum color. It was fitted and had a ruffle decoration that went over my left shoulder and down to my waist. It had a ballet neckline and was very conservative. It hit a few inches above my knees and I wore black tights to hide my pale white legs. I wore black pumps with it. I worked on making my hair look presentable and I freshened up my makeup. When I finally emerged from the bathroom I was surprised to see that Edward had already changed clothes. He was wearing a pair of black dress slacks and a burgundy sweater with a collared button up shirt underneath.

We both just starred at each other for a second. “You look lovely,” he finally said.

I smiled. “So do you.”

We found Masen in the sitting area just outside the main bedroom playing with some of his toys. I dressed him in a pair of khaki pants and a blue button up shirt.

We arrived at the Cullen home shortly before 5:00 p.m. The house was unbelievably gorgeous. It was huge and the grounds were immaculate. Cars lined the long driveway.

I gave Masen a little pep talk about behaving as I got him out of the car. Edward and I were walking up the driveway when I heard him start cursing to himself.

“What is it?” I asked.

“I’m going to kill her. My mother, she’s crazy!”

I looked around, wondering where this was coming from. “What are you talking about?”

He sighed. “Bella, I’m sorry. I didn’t know she was inviting them. My ex-girlfriend and her family are here. Her mother is my mom’s best friend.”

I realized he must have recognized their vehicles. It was then I noticed that almost all of them were either Jaguars, Mercedes, or BMWs.

I swallowed hard. I instantly wanted to leave. I had a really bad feeling about this.

Edward took a deep breath and we continued inside. I was too shocked to say anything. I wanted to cry.

I felt a little more at ease when the large door swung open before we reached it and a shorter plump woman with white hair emerged with open arms.

“There’s my boy!” she exclaimed, giving Edward a large hug.

“Nanna Cullen!” They hugged and kissed each other. “Nanna, this is Bella and Masen.”

The woman I presumed to be Edward’s grandmother quickly embraced me and Masen. “Oh, Bella! It’s so good to finally meet you. Edward has told me so much about you.”

I looked to Edward and he just smiled at me.

Nanna Cullen stepped out of the doorway onto the large porch and pulled the door up behind her. “Now, Edward, I’m sure you saw who is here. You can thank your mother for that. I will try my best not to let her ruin this for you. Bella, you just stick with me and everything will be fine.”

Edward kissed his grandmother again. “I love you, Nanna.”

I guessed that “Nanna Cullen” was Edward’s father’s mother and that she wasn’t all that fond of Mrs. Cullen.

We stepped inside and the beautifully decorated home took my breath away. A beautiful petite woman came running up the long foyer and threw her arms around Edward.

“It’s so good to see you. It’s been entirely too long.” She stepped back and looked him over. “You look so much better than the last time I saw you. It looks like you’re eating again.”

“Mom, stop.” He pushed her away. I wondered what she meant. Had he been sick?

“Well, honey, I just haven’t seen you in so long. I’ve missed you.”

Edward scoffed. I felt Nanna’s hand on my arm.
“If you missed me so damn much, you wouldn’t have invited them. I nearly left when I saw her car. Why would you do that? What is wrong with you!”

“Now, Edward. You know we’re friends with the Denali’s. I can’t help it that you used to date their daughter.”

Edward shook his head in disbelief. “Mom, this is my girlfriend, Bella, and her son, Masen.”

I nearly choked when he said the word girlfriend. I mean, I figured as much, but I had just never heard him say it.

“Hello, dear. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Esme Cullen. Hi, cutie!” She ruffled Masen’s hair and he laughed.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you too,” I responded.

We continued down the large open foyer. The huge dinning room was directly ahead of us and a designer kitchen was to the left of it, separated by two large columns. To the right of the dining room was a large family room, immaculately decorated.

“Dinner is almost ready, why don’t you all go say hello to every one in the family room,” Esme said.

We did as she suggested and I was quickly introduced to Edward’s father, Carlisle, his sister, Rosalie, and her boyfriend Emmett. I could feel the tension between Edward and his father instantly. His father said a brief hello to me before leaving the room. I was introduced to a few other extended family members before I met Tanya, who I presumed was Edward’s ex-girlfriend. I literally wanted to dig a hole and get in. She was the most beautiful creature I’d ever seen. She was tall with perfect pale skin and curly strawberry blonde hair. She had perfect facial features and exquisite blue eyes. She was curvy in all the right places. She greeted Edward and kissed his cheek. “You look so much better. It’s good to see you.”

I didn’t understand why everyone said he looked better. What were they talking about?

“Tanya, this is my girlfriend, Bella.”

She looked me up and down. “And who is this?” she asked, referring to Masen.

“This is Masen, her son.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” I said.

“Her son?” Tanya asked Edward, practically ignoring me. “What has gotten into you, Edward? You’re just not the same anymore.” She stomped off towards the kitchen.

“I’m sorry, Bella. Things didn’t end well for her and I. I never really cared for her, she couldn’t handle the truth, she still can’t.”

“Okay.” I didn’t know what else to say. So much was going on around me; my brain was on overload. I gave Masen to Edward and excused myself to the bathroom. When I returned, I was surprised to see Edward wasn’t where I left him, and Masen was in the arms of the big guy - Emmett.

Emmett and Rosalie were talking to him and laughing. Rosalie put her mean face back on when she saw me enter the room. She quickly grabbed Masen from Emmett and handed him back to me.

“Edward had to talk to Mom and Dad.”

“That’s alright. I don’t mind if he visits with you.”

“We were actually just heading to the table,” Rosalie said, as she grabbed Emmett’s arm and walked away with him.

I was starting to panic about being left in the room with Tanya and her parents when Nanna Cullen came to my rescue. She placed her hand on my arm. “Let’s go to the other room, dear.”

I quickly followed her into the foyer.

“Bella, don’t let Rose and Tanya get to you. Edward really likes you, he tells me all the time.”

“Really?” I asked. “Why does everyone keep saying he looks better? What are they talking about? Was he sick?”

She quickly diverted her eyes. “Oh, I don’t know, dear. When he decided not to go to med school, he just sort of disappeared for a while. When he returned, he didn’t look well. He looks back to his old self now, except happier.

I wondered why Edward never really mentioned that. Our conversation was interrupted by Esme’s voice coming from the dinning room. “Dinner is about to be served! Everyone take your seats!”

Nanna Cullen and I headed into the huge dining room. There was a large cherry wood table with a beautiful holiday centerpiece. The table could sit 14. There were 12 of us. Edward sat to my left and Nanna Cullen to my right. I kept Masen in my lap for fear he would spill something on the nearly white material of the chair cushion. Rose was on the other side of her, followed by Emmett. Mr. and Mrs. Cullen were almost directly across the table from Edward and I and down from them were the Denalis.

I was a little confused as to why Mrs. Cullen was seated at the table with us and there was no food on the table.

Are you serious? I thought to myself as I noticed the two small dark haired women, dressed all in white, enter the room. They placed a large plate in front of each of us, a little bit of everything already on the plate.

“You have a wait staff?” I whispered to Edward.

“Only on special occasions.”

Once dinner was served Mr. Cullen said a blessing and we all began eating. Everyone chatted amongst themselves, but I mostly busied myself with making sure Masen didn’t drop anything on Alice’s dress. Edward’s hand occasionally rested on my knee and it made me relax a little bit.

As everyone had nearly finished their dinner, I was relieved that I had made it through it. That is, until Masen ruined everything.

Edward was talking to Masen and joking around with him when, all of a sudden, Masen yelled, “Daddy!” Masen pointed at Edward. I heard forks hitting plates all around me. Everyone was looking at me.

“I...I’m sorry. He’s never said that before.” I turned my attention to Masen. “Where did you hear that word?”

Masen giggled and looked in Rosalie’s direction. She had a smug smile on her face.

Esme stood quickly, her chair making a loud noise as it scooted across the hardwood floor. “Edward, don’t you think it’s a little soon to be a father?” She threw her napkin on the table and disappeared into the kitchen. Mr. Cullen followed after her.

My face felt like it was on fire. I was so embarrassed. I looked to Edward.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind. I’ll be right back.” He kissed my cheek and followed after his parents. I looked up to notice everyone’s eyes still on me. I could read the judgment on their faces. I stood quickly to leave the room and took Masen with me.

I didn’t know where to go. I stood just outside the kitchen, in the foyer. When my heart rate began to slow down, I realized I could hear Edward and his parents in the kitchen.

“Edward, this is ridiculous! You’ve known this girl a couple of months and you’re allowing her son to call you daddy! What has gotten into you?” Esme demanded.

I could tell Edward was mad by the way he hesitated before responding to her. “Mother, it’s not a big deal. He’s never said it before.”

“It is a big deal, Edward,” his father chimed in.

“Edward, really, get yourself together, please. I’m sure she’s a nice girl, but you don’t need her baggage. We were very disappointed to hear your decision about med school, but even in law school, you don’t need the pressures of what comes with a serious relationship and a child. Tanya has been asking about you. She really misses you. Why don’t you give her another chance? At least she’s in the same economic class as we are,” Esme said.

Those words stung. I was on the edge of tears.

“I don’t want her! I’ve never wanted her! You want us to be together, not me. You need to get your head out of your ass and go apologize to Bella and make Rose apologize too.”

“Edward, don’t talk to your Mother that way.”

“Why on Earth should Rose have to apologize to her?” Esme asked.

“Did you not notice the cunning look on her face! She practically gave Masen a thumbs up! She put him up to it, just to embarrass Bella. She is a complete vulture!”

“I don’t think your sister did that, Edward. That child thinks you are his father.”

“Of course she didn’t do it, Mother. Rose never does anything wrong. You always hold me to a higher standard. You give her an exception because of her situation. I mean, for god sakes, look at that idiot she’s dating!”

“Emmett makes her happy, Edward.”

“Bella makes me happy, Mother. I’m leaving. Until you apologize to her, consider me out of your lives.”

I heard his steps coming closer and I hurried towards the front door. I saw Edward go back into the dining room to kiss his grandmother goodbye. He was at my side moments later.

“I’m so sorry, Bella.”

I didn’t know what to say. I just headed out to the car. Mr. and Mrs. Cullen came after us, begging Edward to wait. He ignored them.

The ride back to the hotel was in silence. Masen was sound asleep by the time we got back. Edward carried him for me. We made our way to our room and I kicked my shoes off. I quickly busied myself with changing Masen’s clothes and diaper. He whined momentarily before he calmed down, once he was in his pajamas. I set up his Pack N’ Play just outside the bedroom door. I settled in with him on the couch and read him a story before putting him down for bed. I put his monkey in the Pack N’ Play with him and covered him with a blanket. I walked into the bedroom but didn’t see Edward. The bathroom door was open and I went inside.

I saw Edward, only in his boxers, leaning over the jacuzzi tub, checking the water temperature. He heard me enter the room and he quickly turned around.

“I ran you a bath. I thought maybe it would help you relax.”

I smiled gratefully and nodded my head. On the way back to the hotel I had decided I was mad at him for subjecting me to the wrath of his family, but it was impossible to stay mad at him when he was only wearing boxers.

He walked over to me and placed a kiss on my forehead before leaving me alone. I quickly slipped out of my dress and pulled my hair up so it didn’t get wet. I slipped into the warm water and instantly felt better. I laid my head against the back of the tub.

I must have fallen asleep. I heard a light tapping on the bathroom door some time later. “Bella, are you alright? You’ve been in there for two hours.”

I quickly glanced down at myself. My hands and toes had pruned. Dammit! I thought to myself. It was then I noticed the water wasn’t so warm anymore and I felt a chill rush through me.

“Bella?”

“Yea, I’m fine. I’ll be right out.” I got out of the tub and dried off. It was then that I realized I hadn’t brought any clothes with me to change into. I glanced around the large bathroom and noticed Edward’s clothes laying neatly in a pile next to the linen closet. I picked up the black button up shirt he had worn earlier. I smelled it and it smelt just like his cologne. I enjoyed his scent for a moment before deciding to put it on.

I let my hair down and exited the bathroom. Edward was in bed, watching TV. He looked up at me when I entered the room.

“Sorry, I fell asleep.” I ran my hands down his shirt that I had on. “I didn’t bring anything in there to change into. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. It looks better on you than it does me,” he joked.

I blushed and crawled in bed under the covers next to him. He turned the TV off and wrapped his arms around me.

“Bella, I’m sorry.” He kissed my cheek.

“Maybe their right, Edward. We’re from two different worlds. You have so much potential, why bother yourself with me and Masen?”

“Stop asking me that. I don’t care if you don’t come from money. That means nothing to me. You’re beautiful, smart and funny. You’re a great mother, and you make me happy. I want to be with you.” He titled my chin up so I was looking at him. He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. “Bella, I think I’m falling in love with you.”

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. I was speechless.

“You don’t have to say anything; I just wanted you to know.” He kissed me.

I melted into him. I was falling in love with him too, I just wasn’t brave enough to admit it. I couldn’t believe this had become my life. It was like a fairy tale. Granted, his family had some issues, and there were a lot of things I was uncertain about, but when he kissed me like that, everything felt right.

Things heated up between us rather quickly. I wanted him so bad. As we kissed, I could feel his erection pressing through his boxers. I wanted to free it. I stroked him through his boxers and the little sound that he made was music to my ears. I sat on top of him, straddling his waist. My hands ran down his bare chest. His hands rested on my thighs. I bit my lip as I felt my body reacting to him.

He grinned at me. “What are you thinking?” he asked.

I blushed. “Just thinking about how badly I want you,” I whispered.

“You couldn’t possibly want me as badly as I want you.”

“I beg to differ.” I grinned at him.

He began unbuttoning his shirt that I was wearing. “I think I’d like my shirt back now.”

I giggled and leaned down to kiss him. He quickly flipped me off of him and onto my back. He hovered over me and proceeded to unbutton the final button of my shirt. It was then he realized I wasn’t wearing panties. I had planned to put a pair on when I got out of the bathroom, but I got distracted.

His eyes ran up and down my bare body. “Naughty girl.”

I laughed. “No, I just didn’t have them with me in the bathroom.”

“Sure,” he said sarcastically as he began to trail his tongue along my hip bone.

“Oh God, that feels amazing.” I could feel him smile against my skin.

“You look amazing.”

He worked his way back up to my lips and kissed me. My fingers tangled in his messy locks.

He pulled away and looked at me. “Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked.

I smiled. “I’m sure.”

“I’ll be right back.” He rolled off of me and the bed and grabbed something from his suitcase. He came back and set a foil wrapper on the nightstand.

I took a deep breath as he crawled back in bed. “I came prepared this time,” he said.

I smiled as he continued where he left off. We explored every inch of each other’s body before there was really nothing left to do. My body was craving him. He grabbed the foil wrapper and did his thing before turning back to me. He settled himself between my legs. My knees were shaking.

“Are you sure, Bella? We don’t have to...”

“I’m sure.” I said it, but I suddenly I didn’t believe it. My body wanted him, I wanted him, but I wasn’t sure if my brain was ready for it.

I was lost in thought when I felt him at my entrance. He was pretty well endowed and it had been a long time since I had been with anyone, forcefully or otherwise. Things weren’t going together quite as smoothly as I would’ve liked.

“Sorry, it’s been a while,” I said.

“It’s okay, Bella. You’re perfect.”

That put me at ease and I exhaled a deep breath I had been holding. He penetrated me and then and I froze. I thought it would feel different. It felt exactly the same as it did that night. That night just kept replaying in my mind and I didn’t want it too. I pushed him off me, just to know that I could, that I wasn’t trapped there. I sat up and wiped at the tears I didn’t realize had fallen. “I’m sorry, Edward. It’s not you.”

He didn’t say anything. He just rubbed my back. I excused myself to the bathroom. I cleaned myself up and got myself together mentally. I had wanted this, and now I had it and I was screwing it all up. I needed to tell him. I didn’t want him to think I was weird or crazy. I took a deep breath and re-entered the bedroom. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, back in his boxers. He looked up when he heard the bathroom door open.

“Are you okay?”

I nodded my head yes. I was still naked, he handed me his shirt. I slipped it on, but didn’t bother with the buttons. I pulled it closed around me and sat down next to him on the bed. It was dark in the room, but the lights from the street highlighted his features perfectly. I turned to look at him. “Edward, I’m sorry. There are some things you don’t know about me.”

He was silent.

I took a deep breath. “Edward, I’ve been raped before. This was the first time since then. I thought I was ready.”

He wouldn’t look at me.

“Edward?”

“I’m sorry, Bella.”

“It’s okay. You didn’t do anything wrong. You were perfect.” I ran my hand along his smooth back.

He finally looked at me. “Let’s go to bed.”

He went to get under the covers, but I grabbed his hand. He turned to face me. “I want to try again.”

He looked confused. “What?”

I stood up and placed my hands on his bare chest. “I want to try again.”

“Why? I don’t want to hurt you. You don’t have to do this. I can wait. I’ll wait forever if you need me to.”

I almost laughed. “You’re so sweet.” I kissed his lips gently. “I want to, because you’re the only person I’ve ever wanted to be with since it happened. It doesn’t matter if it’s tonight, or tomorrow, or next week, or next month! I just have to do it and get it over with. Now that you know, I think it will be easier.”

He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead. “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.”

I smiled up at him. “Make love to me, Edward.”

His lips crashed down upon mine. I kept telling myself that this was love, and this was different, this was consensual. He wasn’t going to hurt me.

We had undressed and were on the bed in no time. He grabbed another foil wrapper and put on a condom. I took a deep breath as he positioned himself between my legs. I kept trying to imagine beautiful things in my mind, so those horrible thoughts couldn’t intrude.

“Bella? Bella?”

“What? Sorry, I zoned out.”

“Stay here, with me. When you get that glazed over look in your eyes, I can’t do it.”

I stroked his cheek. “I’m sorry. I’m here.”

“Maybe it would be better if you got on top. So you can go at your own pace.”

I thought about that for a moment. I wouldn’t feel trapped. “Good idea.” I smiled as he rolled over on to his back and his rock hard erection lay neatly on his stomach. I straddled him and kissed him briefly before positioning myself over him and letting him gently slip inside me. It was a little painful at first, but once he was all the way in, and I was still in the right frame of mind, I felt like celebrating.

I opened my eyes to see him watching me intently. A huge smile spread across my face as I gently rocked my hips against his. “I’m okay,” I breathed. I leaned down, covering his body with my own as I kissed him.

“You feel amazing, Bella.”

I sat back up as our hips worked in perfect rhythm. “So do you.” His hands ran up my flat stomach, then gently explored each of my breasts before moving back to my thighs. He held me to him as he thrust inside me, causing my body to rub against his. In no time at all, I began to feel my muscles tightening up and all my blood rushing to the surface of my skin. I was flushed and I couldn’t control the incredible sensations I was feeling.

“Edward...” I moaned.

He thrust deeper inside me and his fingers dug into my hips. I felt myself tightening around him as I came.

He was only seconds behind me, the sounds that escaped him as he came were the most erotic sounds I’d ever heard.

“Uhhh! Oh, Bellllllaaa!”

I fell against him, exhausted. His arms wrapped tightly around me. I smiled against his chest. I was proud of myself. I never thought I’d be able to do it, much less enjoy it.

A few moments later he excused himself to the bathroom and when our bodies were no longer one, I felt empty.

He returned to bed a few minutes later and I curled up next to him. “Thank you for being patient with me.”

He kissed my forehead. “You were wonderful, Bella.”

I smiled against his chest. Just before I had almost fallen asleep, a thought hit me.

“Edward?”

“Hm?”

“What did your family mean when they all said you looked so much better?”

Silence.

“Edward?”

“It was just a rough time in college. I was trying to figure out who I was. I had just lost a little weight and my hair had gotten longer. It wasn’t a big deal, they just blow everything out of proportion.”

That sounded about right, I thought.

He kissed me. “Get some sleep, Bella.”

I nodded my head. “Goodnight, Edward.”


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Never Think - Chapter 15

CHAPTER 15:

Rob POV

I caught a lot of flack for showing up on set nearly four hours after I was scheduled to be there. I knew there were a lot of important scenes to film that day and now we were well behind schedule because of me. Well, actually it was Kristen’s fault, but I couldn’t blame her.

The day drug on. It seemed like the longest day in history. I hated filming in Manhattan. Girls were constantly following me, jumping on me, chasing me, I just wanted some pace and quiet. It was noisy and stuffy here and I was constantly on display. I couldn’t even sneak away for a smoke without being photographed.

By the time the day was over, I was relieved. I was gathering my things in my trailer when one of the producers walked in. He asked that I take his niece out to dinner, as a favor to him, and to make up for my lack of reliability today. I was hesitant at first, but finally agreed when he said she was a 25 year old musician and wasn’t all “crazy fan girl.” He said she would be arriving in town next week and would be working on set with us for the remainder of the shoot as an intern. She was a part-time actress in L. A. and was also attending college for the film and music industries.

I reluctantly agreed to take her out the following week. I regrettably failed to tell Kristen about this beforehand. In retrospect, that was my first mistake.

Kacie was, no doubt, a very attractive woman. She was nearly as tall as me, with long blonde hair and perfect facial features. She had a tan straight from the sunny Pacific Coast beaches. I arranged dinner for us at an exclusive Manhattan restaurant, not that I gave a damn about impressing her, but I thought it would keep things more discreet and private.

We decided to meet at the restaurant and I knew her as soon as I arrived. I had noticed her on set the previous day and wondered who she was, as I had never seen her before.

We were seated immediately.

“Wow, Rob. This restaurant is amazing; I’m so glad my uncle convinced you to come out with me!”

I smiled politely. “It’s my pleasure.”

We talked briefly about things on the menu before ordering with the waiter. She was sitting rather close to me and it was a bit unnerving how she kept finding little ways to touch me.

She was a nice girl, and we did have a bit in common. Her knowledge of music and instruments rather surprised me.

It was as we were leaving the restaurant that I noticed how short the dress was that she was wearing. She had very nice legs, similar to Kristen’s, but longer and tan. I glanced at my watch. It was getting late, I needed to get back to my hotel room so I could talk to Kristen before she fell asleep. I must have stopped walking momentarily to check my watch. Kacie linked her arm in mine, pulling me along as we exited the restaurant. As if on cue, cameras started flashing. Kacie grabbed my hand and acted startled by the paparazzi.

She got slightly ahead of me and hailed a waiting cab. She grabbed my hand again, “Let’s just share a cab so we can get out of here!”

We both slid into the waiting cab. It wasn’t until then that I started to panic. It was only a matter of time before Kristen saw the photos and the ridiculous headlines that I was sure would accompany them.

We arrived a little while later at Kacie’s hotel. It was only a few blocks from my own. “Would you mind walking me up? I don’t want those guys to follow me.”

I hesitated momentarily. After realizing I would have to get out of the cab to let her out anyway, as I was sitting on the curb side of the cab, I agreed.

Just as we exited the cab, a van pulled up behind us, three heavy set men jumped out of the back, snapping pictures immediately. Kacie grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.

We arrived to her room on the 13th floor of the hotel moments later.

“You can come in and wait them off if you’d like. I don’t bite!”

I thought that may be best, so I took her up on her offer, vowing to myself not to stay long. Unfortunately, that is not how things turned out.

Kacie made me a drink, a couple of them actually, and she began playing her guitar. She was really talented. She could teach me a thing or two. We actually had a pretty good time together, alternating playing and singing.

I was laughing at her stupid song when I noticed the time. It was nearly 1:00 a.m.

“This has been fun, but I’ve really got to get going. I have to be on set early.”

She laughed and set her guitar down beside her. “I do too. I’ll see you tomorrow! We’ll definitely have to jam together again soon!”

I agreed and made my way out of her room and downstairs to the lobby. I waited until I saw a cab pull up outside and then I exited. Of course the cameras where still there, only now they had multiplied. I admit I had a little too much to drink and I stumbled awkwardly into a trash can when one of the flashes momentarily blinded me. I laughed at myself and fell into the waiting cab.

As soon as I got myself together I pulled my phone out of my pocket to call Kristen. I had two missed calls from her and a text message.

I missed you tonight. Must be working late. Love you - Kris

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. I dialed her immediately. No answer.

I arrived at my hotel a short while later. There were no cameras; I must have beaten them. I tried Kristen again.

She groaned into the phone, “Hello?”

It was obvious she was sleeping.

“Hey, baby, did I wake you?”

“Yea, I’m tired. Talk to you tomorrow?”

“I really wanted to talk to you now.”

“It’s late. I have a headache. I wanna sleep.”

I sighed. “Alright, call me as soon as you wake up. Okay?”

“K.”

“Promise?”

“Yes!” She screamed and hung up. She wouldn’t remember any of this tomorrow. She didn’t like having her sleep interrupted. I sent her a text message, hoping she would see it in the morning.

Call me as soon as you get up. I love you - R


***

Kristen POV:

I woke up late the next morning and went straight to the computer. I was determined to start buying things for the baby’s room. I really wanted to have a few things for her before Rob got home from New York. I knew my mom had bought a few things already, but I had refused to let her bring them over up to this point. I guess things were really starting to set in.

Who would have thought there was so much selection in the world of cribs? I had no idea what exactly I should be looking for. There were so many options, portable, converter, mini, standard? I decided I should call my mom for advice. I went back to my bedroom to retrieve my cell phone and noticed I had three missed calls from Nikki, two from Rob and one from mom.

Nikki had called most recently, so I called her back first. After a little disagreement previously, regarding her telling Mike my whereabouts, we reconciled after she insisted she was so desperately worried about me and wasn’t in town herself to stop by.

“Are you okay?” she answered.

“Uh, yea, last time I checked. Why? Should I not be okay?”

“Oh, so you know about her? Who is she?”

“Nikki, what the hell are you talking about?”

“That girl, with Rob, in New York. Have you not seen the pictures? The tabloids?”

“No, I haven’t. I try not to read that crap anymore. What bogus crap have they come up with now?”

“Well, there are pictures of him arm in arm with a very attractive blonde, pictures of them leaving a restaurant together, returning to her hotel and according to the tabs, he didn’t leave until the early morning hours, and when he did leave, he was drunk and stumbling.”

I took a deep breath. “That’s ridiculous.”

“Well, did you talk to him last night?”

I thought about that for a minute. I had called him, he didn’t answer. “Hold on,” I told her, as I removed the phone from my ear and quickly glanced through my call log. He had called last night just after 1:00 a.m. and again just before 2:00 a.m. his time. According to the call log we only talked for 43 seconds. I remembered nothing of it. It was then that I noticed his text message.

“He called, after I had gone to bed. I just need to talk to him. I’m sure it’s nothing.”

“Okay, Kris. But look at the pictures, okay? At least see if you recognize her or something. They look awfully close in some of the pictures. I’m just trying to watch out for you. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“He wouldn’t...I’m sure it’s nothing. I’ll keep you posted, okay?”

“Okay, I’ll talk to you later. We have to get together when I get back to L.A!”

“Of course! Bye, Nikki!” I hung up and went right back to my computer and googled Rob’s name. I had all the faith in him in the world, until I saw those pictures. She was drop - dead - gorgeous. I knew the hotel he was seen coming in and out of, wasn’t the hotel he was staying at. My heart sank and my emotions took over. I didn’t know what to think. I felt stupid for thinking he’d want to stick around for this, when he could have that. I didn’t even want to hear his explanation. I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry, and I did just that.

I ignored his calls the first fourteen times my phone rang. I finally answered, being woken up from a nap.

“What!?!” I screamed.

He sighed. “Do not believe that shit. It is not what it looks like. I tried to tell you last night, you were asleep.”

“Who the fuck is she?!”

“She’s one of the producer’s niece. He just asked that I show her around, she’s working as an intern on the set for the last few weeks of shooting. She’s really a cool girl, but nothing happened and nothing will happen between us, regardless of what those ass holes say.”

I couldn’t talk. I just cried.

“Kristen, please. You know me better than that. You’re being ridiculous.”

“Am I, Rob? Are you saying that isn’t you in the pictures? You were leaving a hotel, that wasn’t your own, and you had been drinking, I could tell!”

He sighed. “Kristen, she and I went to dinner. Paparazzi bombarded us when we left, we shared a cab and she asked me to walk her to her room. She invited me in to wait off the paparazzi and we had a few drinks and played guitar and just hung out. Nothing more happened. I called you as soon as I left there.”

I exhaled a deep breath I was holding. “Rob, if you want her, you can have her. I don’t want to hold you back. You don’t have to stay with me just because there is a 50 percent chance I’m having your baby. I want you to be happy.”

“Jesus Christ, Kristen! What the fuck are saying? I don’t want her. You’re not holding me back. I don’t care whose baby you’re having. You make me happy, but not when you are saying crazy shit like this!”

“Ugh, Rob! Don’t you get it? Don’t put yourself in situations with really pretty girls and expect people not to talk. My phone was blowing up with people asking me what the hell was going on with you. That’s embarrassing, especially when the photos are so telling.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Anyone that is anyone to you should know that is all bullshit.”

“Normally they do, but this looked different.”

“I’ve got to get back on set. I’ll call you later.”

“Okay.” I hung up.

He called later. I didn’t answer. I needed time to think about things. I needed to figure out if I would still keep this baby if Rob weren’t in the picture. I couldn’t count on him to always be there, to always want me. Would I be okay with a baby without him? The thoughts of being a mom at all were completely scary and disturbing to me. Needless to say, I never finished my baby shopping.

***

Rob and I were talking, but not as frequently. Things still weren’t the same as they used to be. I guess it was my fault. He was trying. I guess I just sort of built this wall around myself.

The following week, when new pictures came out, it certainly didn’t help the situation. The new pictures weren’t nearly as incriminating as the rest, but it was still disturbing. It seemed like him and this girl spent a fair bit of time together. I mean, I know she works on the set with him, but still. He always seemed to be smiling and laughing around her. It made me sad. I was mad at myself too. I’m not normally the jealous type. I trusted Rob. Maybe I just missed him. He’d be home in two weeks and things will start to get back to normal, I hoped.

I was restless that night. I called him before I went to bed. I could’ve sworn I could hear a girl laughing in the background. I tossed and turned for hours. The baby was very active, she wouldn’t stop moving. I was probably upsetting her. I eventually got online and looked at the pictures, again. I was becoming obsessed with it. I wanted to hurt that girl!

“Screw it!” I said aloud to myself. “He’s mine, and I’m going to get him and I don’t care what anyone else thinks!”

I quickly booked myself on the next flight to New York. I ran around the house frantically throwing some of Rob’s clothes in a bag, mine didn’t fit anymore. I put on my skinny jeans and fastened them below my belly with a rubber band. I wore an oversized t-shirt of Rob’s. My heart ached when I slipped it on, and it still smelt of him. As soon as it slid over my growing stomach, the baby kicked, hard.

I was shocked at first, and then I laughed. “Let’s go get daddy!” I quickly ran out of the house and jumped in the Mini to head to the airport.




***Author’s Note: Hey! Hope you guys liked it! I think the next Rob POV will probably be in Chapter 17. It’s fun to write from his POV! Thanks for reading/reviewing! Follow me on Twitter for the latest on updates! @AllOrNothingKR

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RLMS (2) - Closer

Closer by Kings of Leon

Stranded in this spooky town
Stop lights are swaying and the phone lines are down
The floor is crackling cold
She took my heart, I think, she took my soul
With the moon I run
Far from the carnage of the fiery sun

Driven by the strangle of veins
Showing me no mercy, I'd do it again
Open up your eyes
You keep on crying, baby, I'll bleed you dry
The skies they blink at me
I see a storm bubbling up from the sea
And it's coming closer
And it's coming closer

Your shimmy shook my bones
Leaving me stranded all in love on my own
Do you think of me?
Where am I now, baby, where do I sleep?
It feels so good but I am old
Two hundred years of chasing taking its toll
And it's coming closer
And it's coming closer
And it's coming closer
And it's coming closer


Rob’s POV:

You’ve spawn a web around me that I can’t find my way out of. You’re here and then you’re gone. You’re with me and then you’re with him.

Even as conflicted as I was, I could not turn you away when you came knocking. I opened the door to see you standing there, all smiles, not a care in the world. You’re getting yours from every angle. A part of me wanted to run, run away from the pain you cause. I couldn’t. I let you in, to continue weaving your web.

Words weren’t said. I was angry that night. I picked you up and threw you on the bed. We both knew why you were there. I covered your body with my own. I grabbed your hands and held them firmly above your head as I sucked the heart beat from your neck. You smelled divine and I wanted to leave my mark on you, all over you. I wanted you to be mine.

“Rob...” You warned me. I didn’t care. I continued doing what I wished, finally having you at my mercy instead of it always being the other way around. You tried to squirm beneath me, but I held you still. I freed your hands, but your arms didn’t move. I quickly pulled your shirt over your head. I leaned back and removed my own shirt. I observed you for a moment. Every part of you looked magnificent. I wondered momentarily if he worshiped you the way I did. I stood and removed my jeans and boxers. I grabbed your legs, pulling you to the edge of the bed. I quickly removed your jeans. As usual, you were sans undergarments. You bit your lip in anticipation and I nearly came undone at the sight of it. I gave you no time to warm up. I grabbed your knees and pulled you closer to me, immediately plunging into you.

“Ahh!” you screamed out, not prepared for me. I continued my assault. Your eyes squeezed tightly shut until your body warmed up to me. I pulled your legs from around my waist and rested them against me, the back of your ankles on my shoulders. You gripped the bedding as I plunged deeper inside you. I held onto your legs for leverage.

I could feel a storm building inside me and it was coming closer. I didn’t want to do this anymore. I didn’t want to be the other guy. I didn’t want to be your convenient friend. I wanted to be your one and only. But was I strong enough to demand an ultimatum of you? What if you chose him. Was it worth never being with you like this? Or could I just be happy with what I’ve got of you?

I didn’t know the answers, and the storm kept building inside me, coming closer. I pulled out of you and you gasped for air, as if you had been holding your breath. I grabbed your legs and swung them off of me.

“Roll over,” I demanded. I grabbed your legs again, flipping you over on the edge of the bed. You put your feet on the floor and stood, your back facing me. You looked back at me with pleading eyes. I grabbed your face and captured your lips in a dangerous kiss. We both fought for control. I finally pulled away, sucking the life from your bottom lip as I went.

I pushed you back down on the bed, face first. “Lay down, I’m not done with you yet.” Your feet still touched the floor, your body made a right angle against the bed. Your ass was exquisite. My mouth watered with the anticipation of being inside you again. I spread your legs apart with my knee. I positioned myself and sank into you from behind. You felt like the highest high. My greatest pleasure in life came from this little warm spot between your legs. To say it was addictive would be an understatement. But it wasn’t just this warm wet spot that made me crazy for you. You owned me, heart and soul. Your brilliant green eyes, your smile, your laugh, your wit, everything about you shook my bones.

Every time you go to him, you leave me stranded, all in love on my own. You feel so good, but all this chasing is taking its toll. A storm is building inside me, and it’s coming closer.

You began moaning my name. All the little sounds you make are part of the entire package that owns me. I wanted to hear more. I pulled a fist full of your hair, turning your head slightly so I could see your face. I reached my other hand around to the front of you and let the palms of my fingertips dance with your fire, and dance they did.

You screamed out my name like I’ve never heard before. There is no sweeter sight or sound than seeing and hearing you come at my touch. Surely he never made you scream like that. I came too, as you tightened around me. I slammed into you one final time as my seed exploded inside your warm body.

There was going to be no cuddling this time. I let go of your hair and pushed you down against the bed. I left your body and slipped my boxers on. I grabbed a cigarette from my pack on the nightstand. I walked across the room to the bay window that overlooked Vancouver. The floor was crackling cold. Just as there was a storm brewing inside me, there was one brewing outside as well. The stop lights were swaying and the snow was twirling around in little tornadoes all over the city. I felt all alone. I didn’t have a home. All I had was this girl, who had someone else.

I glanced back at you. You were looking back at me, but you hadn’t moved. I felt the storm building. It was coming closer. It was coming closer. I fought an internal battle, debating on whether or not I wanted to make you choose. The storm was here.

“I can’t do this anymore,” I said quietly, blowing out smoke in your direction.

“What do you mean?” you asked, sitting up on the edge of the bed in all your naked glory.

“This! This fucking bullshit!” I screamed. “You and Michael and me! I’m not playing your stupid games anymore.”

You stared back at me speechless. Your green eyes became glossy, they sparkled in the moon light.

“Cry all you want. Cry until your eyes are dry. I can’t do it,” I said, not able to look you in the eye.

“I thought you were okay with it,” you cried.

“I was, and showing no mercy, I’d do it all again; but that was before I was in love with you.”

You cried harder and buried your face in your hands.

“Do you know how sick it makes me, to think of you with him. Does he give you as much pleasure as I do?”

You were crying so hard I couldn’t understand what you said, but I thought I saw you shake your head. “Why? Why does there have to be two of us?” I demanded.

You wiped at your tear stained cheeks. Your green eyes sparkled. No one has ever been so beautiful, while crying so desperately.

“There doesn’t have to be!” You yelled back at me. That caught my attention.

“All you had to do was say it! I didn’t know! I thought all you wanted was sex! I stayed with him because I thought I’d never have you. I thought that’s what you wanted, just a convenient relationship. He has never made me feel the way that you do. When I’m with him, I think of you. I wonder where you are, what you’re doing and who you’re with. You’ve had me wrapped around your finger since day one! You’re so blind!” You screamed at me, flailing your arms around in a little fit. You began grabbing your clothes on the floor.

Perhaps, unbeknownst to me, I was the one spinning the web all along. I walked over to you, grabbing your wrist as you reached for your shirt. You stood with me and I cleared the tears from your cheek with the pad of my thumb before capturing your lips in a needy kiss. You wanted me as much as I wanted you. All was forgotten. We had an insatiable craving for one another.

Needless to say, it turned out to be a beautiful storm.

***Author's Note: Thanks to Mandav for the song suggestion, it's one of my favorites! Hope you all enjoyed! Any other suggestions are welcomed! *Oh and these won't always be Rob, Kris and Michael related...this lil idea just popped into my head while I was listening to this song and I wanted to expand on Rob's pov!

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Repentance - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5:

The next two days seemed to creep by. I talked to Edward nightly, he always called promptly at 9:30, when he either got out of class, or off of work. I wasn’t excited about meeting his family under the child out of wedlock circumstances, but I was looking forward to getting away with him and my little man.

Masen was so excited to be going on a trip. As soon as we got home Wednesday night we started packing our bags. I let Masen pick out what he wanted to bring and he was so freaking cute standing at his little dresser. He would pick something up and look at it quizzically, glance at his little suitcase, and either throw it in, or place it gently back in the drawer, moving onto the next item. He went through every single article of clothing in both of his drawers, and for a moment, I thought I might be raising a girl.

I was packed and just sitting on the edge of the bed, watching him do his thing. I heard a knock at the door.

“Edard!” Masen yelled.

I laughed; I always laughed when he tried to say Edward’s name. I smiled at him and picked him up and carried him with me to the door. I opened it to see Edward standing there with a big grin on his face. It made me happy that he was so excited about the weekend.

“Hey, big guy!” Edward said, coming in and taking Masen from me. Edward held up his hand, palm facing towards Masen. Masen high-fived him instantly. That was there thing. Masen grinned wildly and laughed when Edward faked being hurt by Masen’s hit.

“Well, hi to you too,” I joked, as he hadn’t acknowledged me yet.

He closed the door and put Masen down. Masen went running off to our room to finish packing. Edward wrapped his arms around me. He smiled that damn smile that made me weak in the knees and I couldn’t help but grin.

“Hey, beautiful,” he said as he kissed me. He pulled back to look at me, our foreheads touching. “I can’t wait to spend the next four nights with you.”

When he said that, all I could think about was sex. God, I wanted him so bad, and I shouldn’t! I should have a problem with being touched, and I do, but when it’s him doing the touching, I just loose all self control.

“Bella?” he asked, noticing I had drifted off.

I snapped back to reality and laughed. “I’m sorry. I can’t wait to spend the next four nights with you either! That realization just sank in. I haven’t had a break in so long.”

He smiled and we went to check on Masen. Edward cracked up at his packing techniques, finally picking out a few outfits for him and putting them in the bag. Masen thought Edward hung the moon, so anything he did was perfectly okay.

“Not yet!” Masen screamed at Edward as he tried to zip up his suitcase.

“What else could we possibly need, Masen?”

“Unkey!” Masen yelled and ran to his crib jumping up and down and looking to Edward to go retrieve it for him. Edward picked up the stuffed monkey and carefully placed it in the suitcase before zipping it up.

We gathered all of our stuff at the door and Edward took two loads down to the car before coming back for us.

I looked around the tiny apartment to make sure I had every thing and when I was satisfied, I flipped the light switch and headed out. When we exited my building onto the street I was surprised when the lights on a Ford Explorer in front of us started blinking and Edward opened the passenger door for me.

“What is this?” I asked.

“You didn’t think all of our stuff would fit in my car did you?” he laughed.

“Well, I guess I didn’t think about it.” He was right. With the three of us having luggage, Masen’s Pack N’ Play, stroller, and baby bag, it would have been nearly impossible.

“I rented it for the weekend. It will give us more room.”

I shook my head at him and buckled Masen into his awaiting car seat. We headed to the other side of town to Edward’s apartment.

Masen was sound asleep by the time we got there. Edward let us in and then went to get the necessary things from the car.

We set up Masen’s Pack N’ Play in the living room and put him to bed. Although it was still kind of early, we retired to Edward’s room, not wanting to make noise in the living room and wake Masen.

I entered Edward’s bedroom and plopped down on the bed after getting changed in the adjacent bathroom.

He was messing with the settings on the TV, standing in front of it with a white t-shirt and basketball shorts on. I love the way the shorts showed off the curve of his ass. Yummy! I thought to myself.

“Do you want to watch a movie? Or turn in early?” he asked, without looking at me.

“What if I don’t want to do either?” I asked, coyly.

Edward turned around to look at me. I wasn’t in my usual shorts and t-shirt. It was nothing fancy, just a black silk-like spaghetti strapped night gown. It was v-cut and was dangerously low.

“That’s different,” he said, referring to my attire.

I shrugged my shoulders and played dumb. “Is it?”

He laughed, turned the TV off, and joined me in bed. I thought I would finally have a chance with him. I wanted to feel his warm skin against mine so badly. He reached over me and turned the light on the nightstand off. As he came back across me his hand stopped to caress my face and his lips found mine in the dark room. I felt the butterflies leap from their resting places in my stomach. I smiled against his lips and savored his taste. His lips trailed down my neck. He gently pushed my long hair behind my shoulder and explored my collar bone with his tongue.

I felt my center turn warm in anticipation of his tongue there. I had only really been with one guy, my high school sweet heart, Jake. I had never wanted Jake as bad as I wanted Edward. With Jake, it was just naturally the next progression, but it always seemed strange to me. It was like sleeping with my brother. It was never really that exciting, not like the excitement Edward caused. I guess that’s why Jake and I didn’t last very long after I left for college.

“Bella.” Edward whispered my name and it was nearly my undoing. I felt his hand on my thigh, slowly moving upward, under the silky material of my gown. As his hand gripped my hip, his lips found mind again, kissing me passionately.

A throaty moan escaped me. “Edward...” I desperately pulled at the hem of his shirt, trying to remove it. He leaned back, putting one hand behind his back and removing his shirt over his head with ease. I only got to admire his stunning features for a moment before he was on top of me, smothering me again with delicate kisses along my jaw and neck. My hands assaulted his smooth back, pulling him closer to me. I felt like my body would explode if he didn’t touch me where I so desperately wanted to be touched.

He finally settled between my legs and I felt his excitement press against me through his shorts. He definitely wasn’t lacking in that department. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. I thought I’d never want sex again after what happened. I never thought I could desire something that caused me so much pain at one point.

I was surprised when Edward pressed his lips to mine briefly before moving off of me and rolling onto his back next to me. “We should stop,” he said quietly.

I felt my entire body deflate. “Why?” I asked.

“I don’t have any protection and we have to get up early.”

I sighed. “There’s a lot that can be done that doesn’t require protection.”

Edward laughed. “I didn’t take you for the feisty type, Bella.”

“I’m not usually. You just make me crazy.”

Edward smiled. “I’m glad we have the same effect on each other.” He leaned over me and placed a quick kiss on my lips. “Get some sleep, baby.” He settled beside me, closing his eyes.

I couldn’t make sense of what just happened. How could he just stop like that? I scoffed and rolled onto my side, away from him. I felt completely rejected.

I felt him move up behind me. “Bella?”

“Hmm?”

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“What’s wrong, Edward? I just offered myself to you and you rejected me! You got me all turned on and then just rolled over to go to bed! If I had balls, they’d be blue!”

He laughed and wrapped his arm around my waist. “Bella, I wasn’t rejecting you. I just don’t want to rush you. I don’t have any condoms, if I went any further, I don’t know if I’d be able to stop myself. You’re so enticing...” He trailed off and began kissing my shoulder.

I turned to face him and sighed. “Jessica Stanley said you’re the most wanted guy in school, that girls throw themselves at you. You could have anyone, why would you want me?”

Edward sighed. “Do we really have to go over this again? I don’t know why they like me. That’s why I always go to the public library, the girls bug the shit out of me on campus. I don’t want them. I want you.”

I scoffed. “Then act like you want me.”

“Have I not showed you?” he said seriously. “You’re the woman in my bed. You’re the woman I spoil. You’re the woman I’m taking home for Thanksgiving. You. Not them.”

I felt tears sting my eyes for being so stupid. He had shown me, plenty of times. I was just frustrated because I had wanted him so bad all this time, and now, we were finally alone, without Masen in the room. “I’m sorry,” I whispered.

“Oh, Bella, don’t apologize. You have no idea how badly I want you, physically. I just didn’t want you to think that that’s all I wanted.”

“I don’t think that.”

He sighed in defeat. “I can’t deny you anything. Anything at all...,” he whispered before pressing his lips firmly to mine. Our tongues quickly found each other and danced sensually between our open mouths. I instantly felt my center heat up again. I felt his hand inching up my thigh, beneath my gown. His fingers pressed into the delicate skin around my hip and sent the most incredible wave of pleasure through me.

My hands fisted in his hair as our kiss grew even more reckless. His lips eventually trailed down neck. My back arched, desperately wanting to feel the pressure of his body against mine. “Edward...” I moaned.

He settled himself between my legs again, his lips trailed across my shoulder, sending the strap of my top falling down my arm. He followed suit on the other shoulder, fully exposing my upper half to him.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, before exploring my breasts with his tongue.

The sheer pleasure of his actions caused my eyes to roll back briefly. I could feel my pulse between my legs, I wanted him there, desperately. I gently pushed his head lower. I felt him smile against me and he did as I wished. He started at my knee, peppering gentle kisses along the inside of my thigh, lingering longer near my core. I felt his warm breath blow across my heated core as he repeated the process on my other thigh.

I finally felt his fingers slip beneath my black lace panties. He began to pull them down and I lifted my hips so he could easily remove them. He tossed them aside and admired me momentarily before finally pressing his mouth to me there. My fingers instantly tangled in his messy locks, pressing him to me more firmly. He pulled back, darting his tongue slowly over my bundle of nerves. He licked me there, gently moving up and down, ever so slowly. I was in heaven. I had never felt anything so incredible in my entire life, but I wanted more.

“Edward, please...” I cried as I rocked my hips against his face, begging him to stop teasing me and get on with it. I looked down at him, to see him staring back at me.

He grinned at me. “You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, and you taste exquisite.” He went back to work and began moving his tongue over me quicker, applying just the right amount of pressure. I nearly lost it when I felt one of his fingers slip inside me and move in perfect rhythm with his tongue as it flicked my bundle of nerves. I felt everything inside me tense up. I could feel my muscles contracting around his finger, he moved his tongue faster in response to me.

“Oh, Edward!” I screamed his name as he sent me over the top and I pulled desperately on his beautiful bronze locks. As I began to feel my body relax I pulled his face up to mine and kissed him hungrily. I was pleased to feel his excitement pressed against me. “Thank you, Edward,” I mumbled against his lips. “That was amazing.” I felt him smiling against my lips.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered.

I smiled and pushed him off of me and on to his back. I straddled his waist and ran my hands from his shoulders down to his waist. I slid down between his legs and pulled his shorts far enough down to expose him. He was beautiful. He was a textbook example of a man, maybe a little bigger. I laughed to myself as I admired him.

“Okay, you’re laughing. That’s not good,” he joked.

I looked up at him and giggled. “I’m sorry, I’m not laughing at you. I was just having naughty thoughts.”

He smiled and I felt his hand run through my hair. “You don’t have to do this you know.”

“I want to, Edward.”

He exhaled. “Okay.”

He looked nervous. Why, I didn’t know. I took him in my hand and then tasted him. He tasted amazing. I couldn’t take all of him in my mouth, but together, my mouth and hand made a pretty good team. I loved to watch Edward’s face scrunch up as I worked away. I loved the way he pulled my hair from my face to watch me. When our eyes met, I wasn’t sure who was enjoying it more, me or him. The little sounds that escaped him encouraged me further. I felt him tense in my mouth and I worked harder.

“Bella...I’m fixing to...” he gasped.

I felt him pushing my head up, but I fought him. I wanted to taste him. I continued stroking him and the deep moan he released when he came was the sexiest thing I’d ever heard. His fingers fisted in my hair tighter as he wiggled beneath me. I drank every last drop of him before wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and settling next to him.

“Oh my God,” he said, his eyes still closed.

I giggled. “Did you like that?”

“Did I?” He laughed. “You’re incredible.”

I smiled, proud of myself. I snuggled up to him and kissed his cheek. “Goodnight, baby.”

His arms wrapped tightly around me as he kissed my forehead. I never remembered feeling so content. “Goodnight, Bella.”

I didn’t dream of horrible things that night. I woke up feeling amazing and super excited about the weekend with Edward. I let him sleep while I showered and got Masen ready.

When I decided to make breakfast, I was surprised to see how well stocked Edward’s pantry and refrigerator were. I made scrambled eggs, bacon and toast. I left Masen at the table to eat and went to wake Edward.

He was sound asleep on his stomach, a faint smile across his lips. I got on the bed and straddled him, sitting just above his butt. I ran my hands down his smooth back and leaned down to kiss his cheek. His smile grew wider. 

“Time to get up handsome! Breakfast is ready.”

He smiled and rolled over on to his back. I felt his morning erection beneath me. We both laughed. “See what you do to me,” he said, grinning.

I leaned down and placed a quick kiss on his lips. “When you have that under control, join us for breakfast, it’s getting cold.” I smiled and got off of him and left the room.

He joined Masen and I in the kitchen a few minutes later. I got everything packed up and ready to go while Edward showered. We were on our way to Portland by 9:00 a.m.

On the way there, Edward warned me about his sister, Rosalie.

“She’s always sort of been a bitch,” he said, whispering the word “bitch,” so Masen couldn’t hear. “Don’t take anything she says personally. I don’t know why, but she thinks everyone is out to get her, and she’s determined to get them first. Her current boyfriend is Emmett. He’s an okay guy, I guess. He seems a little dense to me. I don’t know how he puts up with her.”

I laughed. “What about your parents?”

Edward let out a deep breath. “It’s complicated. I really don’t know what to expect of them. They’re still disappointed that I didn’t go to med school. I haven’t really spoken to them that much since then.”

“How long has that been?”

“About a year and a half ago,” he responded.

“You told them about Masen, right?”

“Yes.”

I was suddenly very nervous about how they would perceive me. I didn’t really know what to expect, except a lot of tension.

“Don’t worry, Bella. If it gets ugly, we’ll leave.”

I nearly laughed. “Great. This is the Thanksgiving I just couldn’t miss, huh?”

Edward looked at me seriously. “I just wanted you to know where I came from, to see if you could handle it.”

That made me really nervous. I took a deep breath and exhaled sharply.
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**CHAPTER 6 - CLICK HERE**

Never Think - Chapter 14

!!Warning for the young readers - there is some graphic sexual content in this chapter!

CHAPTER 14:

I laid on the bed and cried. I knew he didn’t mean it like it sounded. I should’ve answered his calls. I was just pissed that he was finally here, but only for a few hours. I was taking my frustration out on him. I was taking everything out on him. I sighed as he continued to bang on the door. I finally got off the bed and unlocked the door, not opening it. When he heard the click of the door unlocking, he swung it open. I got back in bed.

“Kristen, I didn’t mean to upset you. I know this is difficult for you, it is for me too.”

I scoffed. “This is difficult for you? You have nothing to lose!” I screamed. “You can walk out that door at any time and never come back! You can live your life. My life will never be the same! Never!” The look on his face was one of shock and confusion. He looked angry and hurt. “I’m sorry; I’m just so afraid of losing you.” I cried.

“Damn it, Kristen!” he yelled. “What else do I have to do?? I’m not going anywhere! I just flew across the country because you wouldn’t answer your damn cell phone!”

He turned around and left the room, slamming the door behind him. I wasn’t really expecting that. I sighed in frustration and fell back into the bed. I laid there over analyzing everything that had just happened. I think there was a part of me that cared so much about Rob, that I didn’t want him to be damned to this life, of possibly raising Michael’s child, just for me. He deserved to live his life and be happy and not tied down in my drama.

Some time later my eyes flew open and I sat up quickly. I had another dream, about the baby. She was sitting alone, in the middle of an empty room. Her room. She was crying. Her facial features weren’t clear to me. Her face was just a blur. I glanced at the clock. It was almost 1:00 a.m. Panic hit me when I realized I had fallen asleep and Rob never came back to our room. I hurried out of bed and into the living room to see if he was there.

“Rob?” I called his name. No response.

I noticed the light downstairs was on. I ran down the stairs and saw that the door to the theater room was closed. I let out a sigh of relief, realizing he must have been in there. I knocked lightly on the door and when he didn’t respond, I gently pushed it open. He was sound asleep on the couch. There were three empty bottles of beer next to his guitar on the floor. I sat on the edge of the couch and brushed his messy hair from his face. I leaned down and whispered, “I’m sorry,” in his ear. I kissed his scruffy cheek. His eyes fluttered open and I sat back.

He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me.

I spoke softly. “Rob, I’m sorry. If I can only have a few hours with you, I’ll take it. Please, can we just forget about earlier, and move on?”

He shook his head yes as he yawned. His eyes were bloodshot.

“Come to bed with me,” I said as I stood.

He grabbed my hand, pulling me back down on the couch. “Just stay here. I’ll never get up if I get in our bed.”

I laid on my side next to him, his arms enveloped me. I felt the scruff on his face brush against my cheek before I felt his lips press briefly against my bare shoulder. “I’m sorry too.” I felt his warm breath on my ear. “I love you.”

I was relieved to hear that. A small smile spread across my face. I squeezed his hand that rested in its place on my stomach. “I love you too.”

It seemed like only seconds had passed when I heard the alarm on his cell phone going off. He groaned and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

“What time is it?” I asked, my eyes still closed.

“A little after 2:00 a.m.”

“Can’t we sleep like another hour?” I whined.

“I wanted to take a shower before I left, I have to go straight to the set when I get back.”

I sighed. “Okay.”

We both got off the couch and walked groggily up the stairs to the main floor and into our bedroom. I crawled into bed and closed my eyes. I didn’t hear Rob moving. Curious, I opened my eyes to see him standing in the middle of the room looking at me.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Take a shower with me...”

“Uh...” I hesitated. I looked at my stomach. “This isn’t exactly cute.”

Rob laughed. “It’s actually very cute. I promise I’ll behave, I just haven’t had enough time with you yet.”

He was right. It had been a long time since I had seen him in the buff. That image intrigued me and I quickly crawled out of bed. Rob smiled and went into the bathroom and turned the water on. I followed him, shedding my clothes as I went.

As he undressed, I stepped into our large walk-in double shower and adjusted the temperature. When I was sure the water was warm enough, I stepped inside. I was looking up at the skylight in the shower, noticing the stars, when Rob stepped in and startled me. He stood behind me and began gently massaging my shoulders. It felt wonderful. I leaned into him and his arms wrapped around me. I reached my hand up and wrapped it around his neck, pulling his face to mine. “Please don’t go,” I whispered.

His lips grazed mine. “I have to.”

I turned to face him and I hated the little bit of distance my belly put between us. I didn’t want him to go. I was tired of being alone. Our eyes met and we stared at each other, never blinking. One of his arms went around my waste, his hand resting gently on my lower back. His other hand cradled my face. His touch felt so good. I had missed it. I leaned my face into the palm of his hand, never wanting it leave. My hand covered his. I had closed my eyes, and was slightly surprised when I felt his lips crash upon my own.

His tongue desperately sought entrance to my mouth. I obliged, and our tongues danced passionately together as the warm water rushed over us. I pulled back momentarily, breathless. “I thought you were going to behave?” I asked him.

He pulled back even farther. “I’m sorry.”

I giggled. “I’m kidding. Come here.” I pulled him to me and wrapped my arms around his neck, my lips quickly finding his. I could feel his growing erection against my belly and it felt like there was a small party in the pit of my stomach. I had never craved anything so much in my life. I wanted him.

He wanted me too. I could tell. His hands desperately explored me as he pushed me against the slate tiles of the shower. The coldness of the tiles against my back, the warm water, and the hot moisture pooling in my center was nearly enough to make me come undone. His lips left mine and his tongue trailed slowly down my neck, across my shoulders and finally to my breasts. Although I was glad to have him there, another part of my body desperately sought his attention. I placed my hands on his shoulders and gently pushed down. His eyes shot up at me.

“Please...” I begged.

His crooked smile spread across his face and my heart melted. If I was carrying his child, I wanted her to have that smile.

He stood up and kissed me again before ordering me to turn around. I did as he asked. I faced the slate tiles and he came up behind me. He gently grabbed my left wrist and moved my arm above my head, placing the palm of my hand against the tile. He did the same thing with my right hand.

“Keep these here,” he said. His fingers lightly traced down my right arm, sending a chill through me. His right hand continued tracing my silhouette. His left hand did the same thing, beginning at my hips. His hands continued all the way to the outside of my knees. They grazed the front of my knees and began trailing upwards, inside my thighs. His hands squeezed the flesh of my thighs just outside my center. I was going crazy. He was touching me everywhere except where I wanted to be touched. He doesn’t usually tease me like that.

“Rob...” I uttered.

“Yes?”

“Please...touch me.” I begged.

He stood, his chest against my back, his arms wrapped around me. I turned my head to meet his gaze. His thumb gently traced my bottom lip before he pressed his lips to mine.

“I love you,” he whispered.

I smiled against his lips as I felt his right hand settle in the space below that so desperately sought his attention. His touch was slow and meandering at first, before rubbing tight, quick circles around my center. I moaned as his other hand explored my body. I was on sensory overload. I felt all my muscles begin to tense. Just as I was about to explode, his fingers dove inside me, thrusting feverishly as I closed around them. A mixture of moans and the beginnings of his name left my mouth several times before I finally relaxed. I lowered my arms and leaned against the cold tiles. Rob gently massaged me and I revealed in his touch, as I was still very sensitive. I leaned back and collapsed in his arms. I felt like jello.

He laughed.

“Sorry, it’s been so long.”

He kissed my neck, drawing lazy circles against my skin with his tongue. “I know.”

I caught my breath momentarily before devising a plan to keep him. I knew it was wrong, but perhaps if I could distract him long enough, he would forget that he was supposed to be on a plane in a matter of a couple of hours. What are they going to do? Fire him? He’s Robert fucking Pattinson. A wicked smile crossed my face as I turned to face him. I pushed him against the slate tiles, in the exact spot I had been. I held his arms to his side and laid his palms flat against the tiles.

“You’re turn,” I said, as I looked up at him through my lashes. He smiled shyly at me before I stole his lips with my own. I slowly worked my way down his body with my tongue. When he tried to touch me, I would gently place his palms back against the tile. I eventually made my way to his hips. I sucked and nibbled on the sensitive skin in that area while he made inaudible sounds above me.

“Kristen...,” he choked out.

“Hmm?” I asked, glancing up at him, my tongue tracing his hip bone.

He groaned. “Dammit, please, you’re killing me.”

I giggled. “Just returning the favor, baby.”

I lingered a bit longer, teasing him tastefully with my tongue before I took him in my hand, gently stroking him. I loved the way his soft skin felt in my hand. I loved looking up at him, to see his eyes shut tightly and his face scrunched up in some sort of pleasurable pain. He gasped when I took him in my mouth. I gently positioned myself on my knees in front of him as I slowly assaulted him with my lips, tongue and hand. I loved the sounds he made when I did this. I would never tire of making him sound so vulnerable and desperate. His hands began to tangle themselves in my hair, gently pulling it, and I didn’t push them away. I liked to feel him exert his tension on me while I worked on him.

When I could tell he was close, I would stop and focus my attention else where. I wanted to make this last as long as possible. I wanted him to forget the fact that he was supposed to be on a plane to New York. I know it was selfish of me, but I had missed him so much.

By the third time I brought him so close to the edge and then stopped, I could tell he was frustrated.

He said my name through gritted teeth, as a warning. “Kristen.”

I looked up at him innocently. “Sorry.”

He exhaled sharply as I took him my mouth again. I didn’t stop this time. I felt him tense and grow against my lips, his fingers tangled in my hair, pulling fistfuls at a time. Just as he was about to lose it, he pulled my hair sharply, pulling him from my mouth. I flinched in pain, but continued to finish him off with my hand. The pleasurable sounds escaping deep from his chest were like music to my ears. When he was finished, he leaned against the tiles, eyes closed, breathing heavy. I stood and leaned against him. He opened his eyes while running a hand through my hair.

“I’m sorry, are you okay? I didn’t want you to...with the baby and all.”

I laughed. “I’m fine. I wouldn’t have...” I kissed him, gently sucking his bottom lip between mine. We moved back so we were more directly under the flow of water. It was starting to get cold.

We quickly washed our hair and each other before getting out of the shower. I was freezing. I stepped into our large walk-in closet off of the bathroom and put on a pair of panties and one of Rob’s old button up flannel shirts. When I heard him cursing, I knew he must have seen the time.

I rushed out of the closet and bathroom and into our bedroom to see him quickly getting dressed. I glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It was 20 minutes to 4:00 a.m. His flight was at 4:30 a.m.

“You’ll never make it,” I said quietly.

“If I hurry I can; will you take me to the airport? You can drive the Jag.”

My heart sank. When I didn’t answer, he looked up at me. “What?” he asked.

“I don’t want you to go. What’s the worse thing that could happen? They’re not going to fire you. They can’t. Please? I just want to crawl in bed and go to sleep...with you.”

He took a deep breath and grabbed his phone and messed with it momentarily. He finally looked back to me. “I’ll take the 8:30 a.m. flight.”

I smiled a smile that reached ear to ear. He pulled back the covers after taking his jeans off. I turned off the lights and crawled in bed next to him. He was the big spoon and I was the little spoon. He kissed my cheek before wrapping his arms around me and resting his hand on my belly. That was the first time I felt the baby kick. He felt it too.

“She’s glad you stayed too.”

“What are we going to name her?” he asked.

“I have no idea, I’m not ready for that yet,” I laughed. “Go to sleep. We have time to talk about all the details later.” I rested my hand on top of his own, snaking my fingers between his before falling asleep with a smile on my face.

It was only a few hours later when his phone alarm was going off once again. He slipped out of bed.

“Don’t leave without telling me goodbye,” I demanded groggily.

“I won’t.”

I fell back to sleep. He was hovering over me moments later. “I have to go, stay in bed.” He brushed my hair back from my face before kissing my cheek. “I love you. We only have one more month, and then I’ll be home.”

I shook my head. “I love you too. I miss you already.”

He kissed me again. “If that ass hole shows up here, call the police. Do you understand?”

I laughed and shook my head. “Bye, baby.”

With that, he was gone, and I was fast asleep moments later.



***Author’s Note: Thank you to those of you who have reviewed! I appreciate it! Hope you liked this chapter! Oh...and the next chap will have a Rob POV!

**CHAPTER 15 - CLICK HERE**