Author: JiffyKate PM
Bella is a photojournalist from NYC and is wanting a change of pace. Edward is a southern playboy looking for a good time. Will they find what they need in each other? Who are we kidding? You know the story. We're just telling it with a southern spin.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Humor - Bella & Edward - Chapters: 27 - Words: 127,084 - Reviews: 2,233 - Favs: 1,630 - Follows: 1,235 - Updated: 10-31-12 - Published: 04-15-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8026952
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Disclaimer: We don't own Twilight, but we love fantasizing about the characters. We also do not own Baby Got Back, but love rapping to it during a drunken night of karaoke.
I sigh as I feel his breath ghost across my nipples, making them pebble. He twirls his tongue around one and gently takes it into his mouth, licking and sucking. Finally, he nips it with his teeth, sending shivers down my body. I grip the sheets at my side, looking for something to anchor me, as he moves to my other breast.
My body is on fire for him, needing him like I've never needed anyone before. His hot mouth moves slowly down my body, and I am panting and grabbing onto his hair. My hips move on their own accord, guiding his mouth to where I am aching for him. I lick my lips in anticipation and wait as he moves closer...
His breath blazes on my center, and as I gasp, he looks up. He is looking directly into my eyes and all I see is green. Deep, emerald green that turns my world upside down and suddenly, I am surrounded by trees. Leaves and foliage in every shade of green are swirling above my head, moving so fast I feel as if I am in Wonderland and falling down a rabbit hole.
My eyes pop open and, for a moment, I am disoriented. I slowly begin to recognize my bedroom and I become more awake. I also notice that I am wet, not just from the amazing dream I was having, but from the blankets wrapped tightly around my body making me sweat.
The sun is shining through my bedroom windows and I realize I have overslept a bit, but I don't feel rested.
As I untangle my legs from my sheet, I hear Sir Mix-a-Lot rapping from my phone about liking "big butts". I automatically smile, knowing it's my best friend and wannabe gangster calling.
In typical Alice fashion, she doesn't even wait for me to say 'hello'.
"Bella, are you packed yet? Your flight leaves in 4 hours! Get your shit together, I mean it! Pack lightly but make sure you bring sunscreen and bug spray. And, please, don't forget your deodorant because it's hotter than 40 hells down here! I've been sweating like a 2 dollar whore in church since I moved!"
"Um, who the hell is this and what have you done with my best friend?"
"This is no time for jokes, Bella Swan! Besides, I think the southern heat is frying my brain. I've been in Birmingham for a month and I'm already talking like a redneck! Are you out of bed yet?"
"Yes, Alice, I am out of bed and mostly packed. I'll call you when I land in Baton Rouge, ok?"
"Ok, Bella. Be safe. And can you remember to have some fun while you're down here? Please?"
"I'll try," I say, as I hang up and let out a deep breath. Can I have fun? It seems like it has been so long since I've had any kind of fun or excitement in my life. I used to enjoy spending time with my boyfriend but for the past few months, life with Jake has been less than thrilling.
In the 2 years we have been together, we have gone from hot and heavy to cold and boring. Scratch that. We were never "hot and heavy." We were only lukewarm at best. Our social calendar was always full as we took advantage of living in Manhattan. But, now, we never go out and, let's just say, our bedroom antics leave much to be desired.
I know I should probably break up with Jake but I don't want to hurt him. He is a good guy and I know he cares for me, but I am starting to think we are better off as friends.
I go into my bathroom and start packing my toiletries, making sure to grab my deodorant first. I can't believe I'll be spending the next week in the south. Not just the south, but the deep south. Baton Rouge, Louisiana, to be exact. I am looking forward to a different type of scenery and getting away from my life for a while.
Not only am I avoiding the breakup conversation I need to have with Jake, I am also still reeling from the news of my parents' impending divorce. I've always heard that it is difficult for a young child when their parents divorce, but I believe it is even harder to be an adult and learn that your parents have been miserable during most of their marriage and have only stayed together for your benefit. I was devastated to learn my mom and dad have both been unhappy for so many years, but when I think back and realize the happy memories from my life are nothing but lies, I get really pissed off.
Family vacations, Christmas cards, get-togethers...all the times where we appeared to be the happy little family...they were all lies.
I'm still so angry about the divorce that I haven't spoken to either of my parents in weeks, but I'm sure I'll be hearing from at least one of them soon. Renee, especially, will freak out when she finds out I've left the state without telling her. Even though I am a confident, self-sufficient, 26 year old woman, they still feel the need to keep tabs on me.
When Alice called from her new job as a photo editor for Southern Living magazine and offered me an opportunity to leave the city for a week to do some freelance work as a photojournalist, I couldn't say no...I feel the need to get away from this city, the lame excuse I have for a relationship, and my lying divorce-getting parents as quickly as possible.
I grab my purse, my camera bag, and my brightly colored Britto suitcase and lock up my apartment. As I hail a cab to take me to the airport, I realize I am starting to bubble with excitement. I just hope this trip isn't a waste of my time.
Jenny Kate: Well, Jiff. We did it.
Jiff: Yep, now what? Do you think anyone will read it?
Jenny Kate: allthingsHHH and Smitten_RPattz have already read it...so, that's two. I think I'll go today and refill my prescription of Prozac. *breathes into paper bag*
JIff: Don't forget that my hubby has read it, too, and we have his approval, especially after our teasing lemon in this chapter! I hope the readers aren't too pissed about cockblocking at the very beginning. Maybe we should promise them complete lemons in the chapters to cum...I mean, come.
Jenny Kate: We can't promise a lemon in the very next chapter to cum...I mean, come...but they will cum. Doesn't everybody love a slow burn?
Jiff: Well, you know, we are a little slow here in the south but that doesn't mean we're stupid. We should make sure everyone understands that we are from the south and we don't mean to insult anyone (Southerners OR Damn Yankees, I mean Northerners) but we are trying to be as realistic as we can, based on our experiences.
Jenny Kate: Maybe if we promise another update on Wednesday they'll come back?
Jiff: Let's try it and see! *fingers crossed*
Thanks to our betas/pre-readers, allthingsHHH (fanfic sensei) and Smitten_RPattz.