Bella Swan has a secret. A dirty secret, his name is Edward Cullen. The two never met in person, only exchanged text messages. Can these two ever form a real life romance! Shoot, can they even just meet in PERSON!?
1. Hey Suga
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Chapter 1 Hey Suga
Author’s Notes: I do not now nor will I ever own Twilight and all its lovely characters. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer.
This idea just popped into my head and it wouldn’t leave me, so here it goes!
The rain had stopped falling that early afternoon. It had been raining since the night before. Finally! Now, Washington wasn’t a horrible place to live, most folks around here were used to the rain that fell nine months out of the year. The state was filled with luscious green forests everywhere you turned. For those visiting sometimes, couldn’t ever imagine having to live that way, always having to carry around an umbrella; as if it was as normal as it were to grab your cell phone and pocket book. Sometimes the visiting tourist found it more annoying rather finding the beauty in it all. But who are they kidding?! Washington isn’t known for its sun and sandy beaches.
But Bella Swan didn’t mind it at all. The rain and the gloom didn’t ever dampen her spirits…..Ha! A little rain humor to go along with it. Bella was a native to Washington. Forks, Washington to be exact. Just a teeny-tiny town about an hour or so from Port Angeles; population, next to nothing. One of those “Mayberry” type towns, where everyone looked after one another and each other’s kids from time to time. She lived there until she was about six and unfortunately her permanent home in Forks came to an end, when her parents decided they couldn’t be married to one another any more. Granted, it wasn’t that the two fell out of love for one another, they just realized that their personalities didn’t quite mesh the way they had hoped.
Bella went with her mother after that, leaving behind her loving father, Charlie Swan, who was the Chief of Police of their tiny town of Forks. Living in practically every state, at least that’s how it felt, for several years. The longest they ever stayed in one place, maybe, was about a year and a half. And not ever in a “house”, but little apartments for rent or mobile homes that came cheap to buy and sold for a decent amount of money. Her mother, Renee, was a free-lance artist and also worked the graveyard shifts at many-a highway diners to make extra money. Her mother also had many-a boyfriend. Some were nice enough in their own right, and others…..well Bella would rather not have to mention the douchebaggary that came through their home sometimes.
None of which could handle a woman in their life with extra baggage. And Bella got really tired of being seen as baggage. But after several frogs that Renee went through, she finally found herself a Prince. And a young Prince at that. His name was Phil Dwyer. A baseball player in the Minors that was just about to break into the Majors.
The two love-birds seem to compliment each other quite well, and Phil loved Bella. Which was a huge bonus, especially in Renee’s eyes. Bella was glad to see her mother finally happy again. But Bella could see that her being with mom and Phil became too much of an anchor. With Phil always traveling for work and training camps, and Renee wanting to follow, Bella thought it wise to return to Forks once again. So she took it upon herself to move back to her roots. Needless to say, Charlie was thrilled to have his little girl back.
That was eight years ago. Time seem to almost fly by after that. Bella started and graduated from Forks High School and went on to study at Washington State University for a Culinary Arts Degree. All the while she took several extra classes outside of the University to study the art of the finest Pastry Chef’s and Restaurant Chef’s around. She even spent a year in Mexico to hone this talent of hers. Bella is now 24 years of age and a graduate of Wash-U. She and her two best friends, whom she met in school, Alice Brandon and Rosalie Hale, finally received their diplomas, and then went on to celebrate a whole week after. Sadly though, their celebration had to end. For Alice and Rosalie were heading back home to Indiana. The two of them were cousins and their home and families were back there waiting anxiously for them.
Bella Swan was up in her childhood room busily getting herself ready. The local paper had called up her father the other day and asked for an interview with his daughter. Needless to say, Charlie agreed to the interview on Bella’s behalf. Anything to show off his charming and successful daughter! Bella definitely wasn’t sure about this. People graduate college and start their own businesses all the time. Why was she any different? Nevertheless, she zipped up the back of her skirt and went to the bathroom to tame her wavy and sometimes unruly set of brown locks. Combing her brush through her hair, smoothing out the kinks, she pinned her hair up on the sides and proceeded to take her curling iron to define the waves a bit more. She never wore heavy make up, but just enough to highlight her long lashes and dark brown eyes and to give her cheeks a slight tint of pink. She looked herself over and was pleased with her look and deemed it appropriate.
Bella didn’t consider herself a bombshell. No, that was Rosalie’s job. Blonde hair, tall, slender, intelligent. You know, the works! Where Alice was petite in size, with short pixie styled hair and hazel eyes. But her personality was big enough for both herself and the two other girls combined. She and Rosalie always got their way. Whether it was with their parents, or the men in their lives. Lucky bitches……Where Bella, in her opinion, was plain compared to the other two. But could be considered pretty when she tried hard enough. Thanks to the help of Rose and Alice, Bella finally knew how to do her make up right and also her hair. And you definitely can’t forget Alice’s fashion advice. The first day at college in their dorms, Alice invited herself into Bella’s room and started to rummage through her closet to see what kind of taste Bella had. It was almost like watching a scene from the Broadway hit, Wicked. Where Glinda takes Elphaba under her wings and tries to make her over and turn her into Miss Popular. Classic Alice.
The local newspaper was due any moment now, and Bella grabbed the tray of coffee and scones and set them out on the coffee table in front of the couch. Her house wasn’t much to look at, but it was definitely cozy and homey. It felt safe and secure; and not just because Charlie was the Chief of Police, and knew how to handle a firearm. But safe in the sense of family, always there for you.
“Bells, relax. It’s not like you are going to be on camera. It’s only a newspaper reporter,” Charlie said as he walked up behind the couch where Bella had sat down to wait for her interviewer. She hadn’t realized that she was nervously tapping her nicely manicured nails on the back of the sofa. Bella turned to face him with a sheepish grin on her face. “I know. I’m just being a nerd about it all. I don’t understand why they have to interview me at all.” Bella was never one for attention like this. And she really couldn’t stand any video taping of her. Which was why Charlie barely had any home videos of his daughter hanging around. If anyone had a worse case of stage fright, Bella always considered herself to have the worst case there was.
“Because,” Charlie started “When was the last time you heard any major news in this town except when that bear tore up the Black’s dumpster over night. This town is dull as tombs sometimes Bells.”
Charlie was right. Bella sighed and went back to sitting straight waiting for the reporter to arrive. She sat there constantly smoothing out her khaki pencil skirt, she was so nervous she needed something to do with her hands. Charlie shook his head and chuckled at his daughter’s obvious discomfort.
A knock sounded at the door and Charlie walked coolly to open it. “Hey there Chief Swan! I’m here for Bella’s interview.” That familiar voice clicked in Bella’s head and she turned. There stood Eric Yorkie, a friend of hers from high school. Relieved, Bella stood to greet her friend with a smile. “I should have known it would have been you to take this assignment. Redundant as it is, I’m still glad to see you.” Eric Yorkie had been Head of the school newspaper since freshman year. And it only made sense that he’d go and work for the paper afterwards.
“Aw, come on Bella! You’re starting your own Restaurant, that’s a huge achievement! Especially since you are now this Big-Badass Chef. You were always complaining about the cafeteria food and how even lab rats wouldn’t touch such garbage.” Eric placed his hand on the small of her back and led her back to the couch to start his interview. “And besides, there hasn’t been one person who hasn’t just died over your skills in the baking department.” Bella smiled and led the way back to the couch and offered Eric a seat and then sat herself.
Bella had already set out a tray of coffee for the two of them; she had a feeling this would take longer than she had hoped. And she still had packing to do. Charlie, being the good father that he always tries to be, was busying himself with packing up some more of Bella’s belongings in boxes that needed to be shipped that afternoon. After one box was done he took them out to his pick up truck.
Eric served himself a mug of coffee with cream and an obscene amount of sugar and took a heaping sip. While doing so, he grabbed one of the scones that Bella had prepared earlier for the occasion. She wasn’t a total waste of a hostess! He took a bite and his eyes nearly rolled into the back of his head. He wasn’t exaggerating when he was complimenting Bella on her skills in the kitchen. Either cooking or baking, the girl had a freaking gift!
“Ah, God, Bella!! This tastes amazing! It melted in my mouth, literally,” Eric exclaimed as Bella blushed with her appreciation to his excited compliment.
“Thanks, it’s an old family recipe that I found the other day. Dad’s been holding out on me with all these old treasures from the family.” Bella laughed as she poured herself a cup of coffee but didn’t reach for one of her buttery and delicious creations. Eric laughed a little, “Same old Bella. Tell me again why you don’t ever want to eat the things you make? You do know that they always come out fantastic! Why don’t you try for yourself?!”
Bella looked at him over the mug as she sipped. She blushed a little and licked the coffee from her lips. “You’re going to hate my answer, because I honestly don’t know. I never have. I don’t cook to please myself. I cook because it’s my passion and it makes other people I know and love happy.” Bella smiled.
“She’ll definitely be missed in THIS house!” Called out Charlie while carrying out another one of the large packing boxes through the front door. The two friends laughed whole-heartedly as Eric finished the last of his scone, “That’ll definitely be going in the article. ‘Heart of Gold Cook’,” he held up his hands as if painting the headline title in front of him. He pulled out a tape recorder and a small spiral pad of paper that held his questions on it. Pressing the record button, Eric looked at his first question.
“So, Miss Swan….I mean Chef Swan, how does it feel to know that you will soon be running and co-owning your own restaurant?” Eric leaned forward ready to listen and catch every single word Bella had to say. Also, because he wanted to snatch up another one of her inappropriately delicious scones, and then tried to stuff the entire thing into his waiting mouth.
Bella laughed. “Well, it’s almost surreal. But I am so excited and thrilled it’s finally coming true. The restaurant won’t be open for at least another month or so. But I and my two co-owners have work to start when I arrive tomorrow.”
Eric swallowed his food and asked, “And your co-owners are close friends of yours yes? Uh, Miss Alice Brandon and a Miss Rosalie Hale, correct? Do you know how they feel? Have you spoken to them recently?”
“Of course I’ve spoken with them recently,” Bella laughed. “They are both beyond thrilled that I will be moving to Indiana soon. We haven’t seen each other much since we graduated college. We always talked about going into business together while in college, but neither of them could stay in Washington after graduation. So I decided to go to them instead.” Bella took another sip of her coffee and crossed her legs properly, getting comfortable for the time being.
“Now, you’re moving to Indiana and your new restaurant will be in the heart of Indianapolis, what do you think you can offer as a chef that they don’t already have?” Eric raised a curious eyebrow in a very humorous way. “Well, not only do I specialize in fine pastry and I can cook anything you can imagine. Having spent so much time in Mexico, I have perfected my Latin inspired dishes. I think the city will like my take on different cuisines and really come to enjoy my food.” It was indeed a good question.
Indianapolis was the capitol and it was a big city. A big sports city as well. You have the Indy 500 every year, and that drew in tourism from all over the country. You definitely cannot forget The Indianapolis Colts NFL team either. That was a big one too, since football season lasts about five months. “I think Indianapolis and I will do just fine together as business partners. Especially with all the hungry tourists that come flooding to that state every year.”
Eric nodded and made just quick little notes on his pad since his tape recorder is taking down the majority of Bella’s answers. “Now, how did you find such a prime location for your restaurant? Did your friends help you find it?”
“No, my dad has an old college friend who lives out there. He owns several commercial buildings; from businesses as well. This spot happened to become available and he knew I was looking for a place to get started. And since he’s friends with my dad, he sold it to me for practically nothing. I’m very lucky to have come across this opportunity.” She responded in a very professional way. And when she said “practically nothing”, Bella really meant nothing! The man wouldn’t even take one cent for the place. “Oh, anything for the Swan’s duckling!” Bella remembered the conversation she and Charlie had when his friend Bill flew out for a visit. Bella couldn’t really believe her luck. She called Alice and Rose that very evening to discuss it with them. Both girls just about jumped through the phone when told the good news! And there went the start of Bella’s dream coming true.
Eric genuinely had a surprised look on his face about how cheap Bella made the purchase seem. “Dang Bella, you really are lucky! Well, I know you’re going to do amazing in Indiana. The people of Indy are going to love your cooking.” Eric grabbed his tape recorder and stopped the tape from spinning. Putting his things away he stood, “I think I got about all I really need! I’m going to make you sound so good that the people of Forks are going to BEG you to stay.”
Eric reached for about four more of Bella’s scones and stuffed them into his carrier bag. Bella laughed and stood with him and escorted him to the door. “Well I don’t think I’ll be able to stay now. Alice and Rose will skin me alive if I back out. You certainly cannot open a restaurant without its Head Chef.”
“Indeed you can’t! See you later, Bella!” Eric hugged his friend one last time. “I’ll mail you a copy of the paper once it’s printed! And don’t forget to email us when you arrive and get settled! Send photos!” Eric headed out the door and down to his car. Bella waved goodbye and closed the door behind him. Sighing in relief, she leaned against the door for a second. She looked down at her watch and saw that it was already passed one in the afternoon. That evening, after she and Charlie stop at the post office, her dad was taking her out for a night on the town one last time. She began to climb the stairs, went to her room and grabbed her laundry basket. With the laundry she still had to do, then going to Port Angeles this evening, Bella predicted that she wasn’t going to get much sleep tonight before her flight tomorrow with all the packing she still had to do.
Reaching her now former bedroom, which was pretty much bare, she had an overwhelming sense of nostalgia. Most of the larger pieces of furniture that she wanted to keep, had already been previously shipped to Indiana. Her night stands, the hope chest that her mother had made for her when she was five, and some personal things she had bought while in college; like her television set and DVD player, a couple lamps and most definitely her book collection. Bella was going to be moving in with Alice. Alice’s grandmother, on her father’s side, had passed away about two years ago and left her home to Alice. It was a very spacious home; with three bedrooms, a large living space and the one thing that sold Bella instantly, the huge professionally built kitchen. Granted, Bella would have moved in with Alice either way, but that kitchen was just the cherry on top that helped her make that decision.
Alice had been making sure that all of Bella’s deliveries made it to the house safe and sound. She had taken it upon herself to make sure that Bella’s room was ready to go. Charlie and Bella had gone to pick out a bed for Bella’s new place and just had it shipped to her new address. Alice was nice enough to have it set up and ready, and even went out and purchased her best friend some new bedding. So the only thing Bella would really have to do when she got home to her new “home”, would be unpack all of her clothing and also any boxes that were left. Specific things like her large collection of books and movies, and other miscellaneous tasks. Changing into an old pair of sweats and tee shirt, Bella threw her nicer clothes into the hamper and plopped down onto her bed….well her former bed.
Leaning back against the headboard, she closed her eyes for a split second. Thinking about the laundry, the packing, the flight tomorrow. Also about her dad. Charlie would never let on that he was extremely sad to see Bella leave again. It’s not like her going off to college again. Where she’d be back at the end of the school year and visiting on major holidays. This time when she would come back to visit, it would be just that. A visit. And she worried for her dad. If it weren’t for her, he would be eating steak three times a day seven days a week at the little diner here in town. And chowing down on every other food he likes that could clog arteries. Bella felt her phone buzz and she looked down. Two messages had been waiting for her this whole time and she completely forgot to even check them this morning when she woke up. Opening her phone she went to her text messages.
The first one was from Rosalie:
“Good morning Sunshine! Today’s your last day on the West Coast! Can’t wait to see you tomorrow! I got the bubbly and the wine already chilling for you! See you tomorrow! –smooches-“
Bella smiled and responded.
“Hey darlin’! I know I’m excited to see you again! I’ll text you when I am about to board my plane! Got to go now, still have tons of crap to do tonight! –smooches-“
Her next message came from Alice. This was going to be good….Bella already had a smile plastered on her face.
“HEY HOOKER!!! TOMORROW’S THE DAY!!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU ARE FINALLY MOVING HERE!! This is going to be AMAZE-BALLS! Don’t worry, me and Rose will be there at the airport the MILLISECOND your plane lands! Text me when you’re leaving, bitch! LOVE YA!”
Bella laughed throughout that whole text message. Alice was certainly the loud and out going type. Everyone loved her. And Rosalie was the more reserved type. But don’t ever underestimate her party side. She was a lioness always on the prowl and the men fawned over her. Even in college. Half of Sigma Pi frat house wanted to date her. And maybe she did date each Frat Boy at one point…..but who knows. Rose was a pro at winning a man’s affections. Alice also had a slew of men following her around college. She dated one for about a year and they were all set to talk about getting married. But one drunken night, he ended up in the bed of another woman. Needless to say, Alice dropped his ass like a bowling ball. Bella kept to her studies most of the time, except when Rose and Alice dragged her out for a night of fun. She dated a couple guys but none of them were serious. Just keeping company types. Bella pressed the reply button on her text:
“Jeebus, Ali lower the text-yelling to a dull roar! I can’t wait either, I’m dying to get on that plane now! Will text you tomorrow when I’m boarding. LOVE YA TOO!”
Bella set her phone down, but made sure to put the ringer on maximum, so she could hear it in her pocket. She stood and went to grab her hamper and headed for the stairs. “Might as well get all this shit started and done as soon as possible,” she said to herself as she descended the stairs and headed to the back of the house. Sorting through her clothing she started a load and headed back into the kitchen. It was just about to turn two in the afternoon, and she still had a list of things to do, including; finish packing, hit the post office, finish laundry and get ready for dinner tonight. Thankfully my hair and make up are already done, she thought to herself.
As she walked through the house looking for Charlie, she didn’t see his truck in the drive way. “He must have gone to take some more boxes down….,” Bella said to no one in particular. In that case, she went upstairs and grabbed a few more things she felt like she would want or need in Indiana and brought them down to begin packing some more. While she continued to pack up her belongings, she heard her phone go off.
Pulling out her phone she saw the name on the message. She started to smile, a slow and sensual smile. Her heart began to race a little and she felt her breath catch a bit. These were the messages she always loved getting. They excited her to no end. And it really didn’t have much to say. It simply read:
It was just turning 6:30 in the evening there in Richmond, Indiana. Edward Cullen was just arriving at work, along with his eldest brother Emmett and their cousin Jasper Whitlock. The three of them pulled up to the garage in Emmett’s huge SUV and they just found a parking space. Edward and the boys worked together at the same trucking company, as mechanics. They worked on huge semi-trucks that came in after finishing their long-distance hauls across the country. The car doors opened and slammed closed as each of them stepped out from their seats. All of them looked worse than death from lack of sleep. The three of them were always scheduled the graveyard shifts. Well, they had originally volunteered to work the night shift. It made more money and it had longer hours. Also they were just guaranteed the hours! But as they have been there for about a year now, they were beginning to regret that decision.
“UGGHH!!! Man they don’t pay us enough to deal with this crap!” Emmett stretched his large muscled arms above his head. He had barely woken up an hour ago and now he was heading into work for a 12 hour shift. Jasper walked beside his overly large cousin, sipping a thermos of extra strong coffee.
“I hear you on that one, Em. My hands are already so stained and sleazy with engine grease that I don’t even need to use hair product anymore.” Jasper said as he held up his toned hand and showed off the grease and oil he’s accumulated from his work. Emmett turned to him and just stared, “Dude, you keep talking about hair products and shit, I will personally revoke your Man-Card.”
Jasper reached up to swipe his nasty hands across Emmett’s freshly cut hair. Emmett caught his hand before it got within an inch of his head, and gave it a twist that sent Jasper crumbling to his knees. Emmett was as big as a mini body builder and was extremely strong. He could change out a 300-pound engine all by himself. “You touch me with them nasty hands and I will throw your dumbass across the lot!!” Emmett let go of Jasper’s wrist and the two of them continued walking into the garage.
Jasper shook the pain from his hand and wrist and looked behind them, “Hey where the hell is Ed?” Emmett stopped too and looked around. Looking back at the SUV he could see his little brother looking down at his phone. He snorted, “He’s probably sexting that girl of his.” Both men laughed. “HEY! EDDIE! Get your ass in gear already!”
Edward looked up from his phone, “Shut up fucker! I’m right behind you.” He shouted back returning his attention back to his phone.
Emmett and Jasper shook their heads and laughed as they continued to walk into the garage. Edward slowly started walking in that direction when he felt his phone vibrate in his hand. He had sent her a message a little over an hour ago, she must have been busy. Usually she responded fairly quickly:
“Hey good lookin. Whatcha up to?” He read from her message.
A smirk crossed his beautiful lips and he ran a hand through his coppery hair as he hit the reply button:
“Just heading back to the sweat shop to work. Same ol’ story. What you up to tonight?”
He got to the entrance to the garage and headed back to where his locker was located, along with Emmett’s and Jasper’s. The two of them were already stuffing their belongings in their lockers and changing into the coveralls that they kept on site.
“Looks like you finally joined the present, Ed. Your ‘lady friend’ keeping you on your toes as usual?” Jasper wagged his eyebrows at his cousin as he zipped up his work clothes. Edward gave his cousin the bird and opened his locker. “That isn’t any of your business, fucktard.” He laughed as he threw his jacket in.
“Look, little bro. You’ve been hung up on this chick for a freaking LONG ASS TIME! When are we finally going to get to meet her? I don’t even remember her freaking name! B…Bel…Belinda?” Emmett asked while he sat down and slipped on his work shoes.
“Bella,” Edward replied. “And who knows. We talk about it all the time. It’s sounding like she’s going to start being really busy soon. She’s going to be starting work full-time.” Edward just failed to mention that this mystery girl of his happened to not live in the same state as them. “Uh-oh, is that what they are calling it these days,” Emmett snorted. “’Going back to work full-time’, sounds like she’s going to be busy with someone else dick.” Emmett folded his hands over his heart and started smooching his lips in his little brother’s direction. Edward reached for a nasty old dirty sock he kept forgetting to take home and threw it square at Emmett’s lips. Emmett started choking and gagging, “Jesus Christ Edward!!! You could kill with how nasty your feet smell!”
Edward laughed and continued to change into his coveralls, thinking about his mystery girl. Needless to say, he was nuts about her but he wouldn’t ever admit that to anyone. Hell, he hardly admitted it to himself. But she was one of the closest, if not THE closest person to him outside of his family. Yep, Bella Swan was the best!
Edward and Bella had been internet and phone buddies for the last six years. He had just returned home from his tour of duty with the Army in South Korea. They happened to meet on one of those online profile sites. It wasn’t a dating site, but that didn’t mean that people used it for “other reasons”. It was mostly filled with slutty sex-bot type girls who were probably nasty old perverted men on the other side of the screen. That didn’t mean there weren’t real people on there too. You could tell which profiles were legit and which ones were fake. Sure, Edward was contacted by several girls on that site. A lot of them were entertaining enough for a chat or two, they were sexy enough, but none of them every really kept his attention for periods longer than a week. Until one day, he came across this girl…
This girl seemed different. She was from Washington, she had lived all over the country for several years, growing up from her eccentric mother’s travels. She had long flowing brown hair and eyes to match. Slim and curvaceous but nothing too drastic. She was extremely good looking.
Edward never used the internet to contact people he didn’t know, even though his Army buddies kept pushing him to do so. The only people he had to help keep him sane were his family and a few close friends at home, and then his douchebag Army buddies, but it was time for a change. So, instead of being “Sergeant Pussy”, as the guys liked to call him, he clicked the message button. He wrote a simple message. Nothing fancy, or too cheesy, he just wrote:
“Hey, I saw your page and you’re pretty cute. Message me sometime.”
To make things even more shocking, Edward gave her his cell number! WHAT THE FUCK?! Everyone knows you NEVER give out something so personal as that on the internet. ESPECIALLY to someone you’ve never even MET before. Edward really must have been crazy….or desperate….or both. About an hour later he got a response back. She had sent him her cell number as well!!! WHAT THE FUCK WAS UP WITH HER?! Didn’t she know the rules too?! Edward couldn’t believe it. First he was giving out his number to a total stranger. Then SHE was giving hers in return! They must have BOTH been crazy and desperate. Either way, Edward grabbed his phone with shaky hands, and sent this new mystery girl a text message. That was how Edward Cullen and Bella Swan started a relationship neither of them expected to last.
And for about six years the two grew to know each other through text messaging and just a few phone calls. Edward was the best male friend Bella had. And vice versa. They were there for each other through pretty much everything! But never in person. It was clearly obvious to the two of them, that they were extremely attracted to one another. With sexy messages, and maybe a sassy photo or two, sent to each other kept them busy. There were even a few extra sassy phone calls, no it’s just too wicked to mention. Let’s just say that it left the two breathless, sweating, and more hungry for the other than ever before. Neither of them expected a chance meeting online to last as long as this has! Shoot, both have even had relationships throughout this time. But that fire for each other never wavered. If anything, it only burned stronger. But how is it two people such as Edward and Bella could make a relationship as theirs last?! They’ve never met in person. Somehow it just works….a friendship that goes deeper and no one REALLY gets jealous. Maybe not jealous….but DEFINITELY possessive.
Edward felt his phone vibrate once again; reaching in his pocket he pulled it out to a new message.
Bella responded again.
“Not much. Tomorrow I head out to start the restaurant with the girls. Dad’s taking me out to celebrate. Ooh, you working in the garage again? Getting all ‘grease-monkey’ for me? Mmm”
Edward tried to hide his smirk. Bella had a thing for the man who was “good with his hands” and he being a mechanic automatically fell under that category. He was thankful that his coveralls were loose, loose enough that the raging hard on he currently had, was not noticed. Just the thought of Bella being turned on got him going.
“Oh yeah suga. I’m going to get all dirty again tonight. You willing to help…clean me up?”
Bella grabbed her purse as she was heading down the stairs, time for the post office and dinner with her dad. She thanked God she was able to finish two loads of laundry, she also got them folded and packed. One more load to finish later tonight and then she could try to get some sleep. Her phone buzzed and she saw Edwards’s text message. She let out a tiny squeak, but with dad in ear shot that was the only noise she could make in response to Edward’s sassy text. Quickly she responded,
“Oh don’t worry, I’ll make sure every inch of you is clean, after I’m done with you.”
“Hey Bells! You ready yet?! Our reservation is in an hour and a half, and we still have to drive to Port Angeles after you’re done at the post office!” Charlie called out to her as he exited his bedroom. He descended the stairs right behind Bella as she stuffed her phone, and its dirty little secrets, away into her purse.
“Yeah Dad. Let’s go.”
Charlie grabbed his jacket and keys and held the door open for Bella as they both left the house and headed out for Bella’s last meal in Washington for a long time.
A/N: AHH!! Tis finished! I’m so excited to have this posted finally! It was such a fun chapter to write and I cannot wait to get going on the rest! I hope you all enjoyed it! I want to send out a HUGE thank you to my Beta-reader, mothergodess0 for helping me edit and sending me awesome ideas! YOU’RE THE BESTEST!!! Leave a review, tell me what you all think ;) And don’t worry, there’s PLENTY more to come hehehe. Ahhhh, too sexy!