Author: Rochelle Allison PM
Waterbeds can be sexy. Who knew? Edward and Bella, best friends to more-than-friends. Once a WitFit.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Bella & Edward - Chapters: 12 - Words: 15,348 - Reviews: 1,301 - Favs: 1,374 - Follows: 514 - Updated: 08-05-10 - Published: 07-31-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6194571
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this is a real light hearted romp. it's pulled from an earlier set of witfits. i thought it deserved a place of its own. :)
2 a day posts 'til we're done. if you're looking for deepness and meaning...um, this ain't it. lol.
"Don't open them."
"I'm not… ouch…" My knee collided with something sharp and I stopped to bend down, rubbing the surely bruised skin. "If you want me to keep my eyes shut, you have to make sure I don't run into stuff."
Edward chuckled. "Sorry."
I felt him take my elbow and lead me further down the carpeted hallway. We paused, and then I heard him open the door to what was presumably his bedroom. I'd spent enough time in his house over the years, and I knew it as well as my own.
"Okay, here it is," he said, pulling me forward until something soft and solid hit my legs.
His bed? Um…
Before I could say anything, he gave me a soft shove, making me fall face-first onto his bed. I could hear him laughing hysterically behind me as I floundered.
"You're such an ass!" I snapped, ripping my hands away from my eyes. It was then I realized what his surprise was: he'd gotten a new bed.
A water bed.
He watched as the realization crossed my face. "Nice, huh?"
"Yeah, if you're into cheesy seduction scenes from the 80's," I teased, rolling on to my back.
Edward folded his arms, smirking arrogantly down at me. "Girls will love this. You know you do."
"It doesn't matter what I think," I said, rocking back and forth. I had to admit, it was pretty comfortable.
"Anyway, I don't need props to be successful. I could do 'em on the floor and they'd love it," he continued, grinning, enjoying my grimace of disgust. "This'll just enhance the ride."
"Right," I agreed sarcastically, wondering when he'd gotten so full of himself.
He flopped down on to the waterbed, making a wave slosh from one side to the other, jostling me in the process.
"Watch it now," I warned playfully as the ripples rolled us closer together. "You don't want the magical oceanic motions to arouse me."
"Wouldn't want that," he muttered, lying back and folding his hands behind his head.
We lay that way for a while, talking and joking around, every once in a while purposely rocking the boat – so to speak.
I didn't realize I had fallen asleep until I woke up with a start.
"Shoot," I mumbled to myself, squinting in the dusky light. The daylight that had been streaming brightly through the blinds earlier had dimmed considerably; it wasn't night yet but would be soon.
Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes. Edward was fast asleep beside me, one arm thrown over his face. His shirt had ridden up, and I could just barely make out his belly button. His stomach was nice… ridiculously toned. I rolled my eyes, looking away. He'd always been into sports and over the past year had become obsessed with working out, too.
Carefully, I climbed off the bed and made my way to the bathroom attached to his bedroom. Minutes later, I felt my way back to the bed and sat - gently - down.
The stupid water bed overreacted, sending a huge ripple over to Edward's side, causing his body to undulate.
Okay, so… that wasn't too cool; I'd actually just gotten a little turned on. I shook my head, ridding myself of such thoughts, and reached over to wake up the boy I had known since sixth grade, the boy who, despite having grown into a fairly sexy man – mm, okay, really sexy, was still my friend. And just a friend.
I had a thing for Jacob Black, and that's who I was supposed to meet up with later.
"What?" Edward yawned, once I'd succeeded in rousing him.
"It's late, I gotta go," I whispered.
"Why are you whispering?" he asked, in a normal voice.
"I don't know," I said, shrugging.
"What time is it?" He dug his phone of his pocket to check. "Almost seven. I'll walk you out."
"Whatever," I said, scooting toward the foot of the bed to better my chances of getting out successfully. This thing might be comfortable and maybe even sexy to some girls, but I found it impractical.
And a little cheesy.
"Bella?" His voice sounded amused…and higher than usual.
"What?" I paused, looking back over my shoulder.
"Are you," he inched forward and before I could stop him, very inappropriately snapped the back of my underwear, "wearing a thong?"
"Oh, I know you didn't just – " I huffed and tried to scramble away but he yanked me back by the belt loops of my jeans.
"Damn," he said, smiling. "Now I'm horny."
"Well, there's the bathroom," I pointed toward the little room.
"Shut up," he said, pushing me onto my back and coming closer. "I think I should experiment on you… you know, test out the seductive qualities of the waterbed."
My heart started pounding, even though I knew he was teasing. I didn't like how abruptly he'd made me react to his charms. What was going on with me today?
His eyes softened. "Hey, I was just kidding…" But he didn't move.
"I know," I said, my voice all shaky.
We looked at each other and it became one of those really awkward moments where you either kiss or don't. A point of no return.
Ah, screw it. I hooked my hands around his neck and pulled him down, kissing him before I lost the nerve… or got my sanity back.
"Mmm," he hummed, maneuvering his body as we kissed. The bed rock and rolled sordidly beneath us, and I giggled, breaking the kiss.
Edward was all smiles. "I knew this bed was a good idea."
Any giddiness I was experiencing dissipated and I realized I wasn't sure if he had in fact been experimenting on me or if he'd wanted to make out with me. I had, after all, initiated the kiss.
"I have to go," I said quietly, pushing softly on his chest I sat up. "I'm supposed to meet Jacob at the beach."
"Jacob Black?" he asked, scowling.
I paused, running my hands through my hair in an attempt to tame it. "Yeah, so?"
"So you kiss me and then you run off to someone else?"
My eyes had fully adjusted to the light by this point and I could see his face. He looked annoyed, obviously, but also a little…hurt?
"I thought you were experimenting," I said sheepishly, forcing myself to maintain eye contact.
"I didn't know you wanted to kiss me."
He shrugged. "I didn't."
"Okay…" I made it off the water bed and stood up, pulling the hem of my shirt down. "So then what the hell was that?"
"You kissed me first," he pointed out.
"Let's kiss some more."
I tried not to smile, but it didn't work. "Why?"
He stood close, making me feel fluttery. "Because it feels good. Especially on my new bed."
"Ugh, you and this bed," I groaned.
"It worked, didn't it?"