Disclaimer: Why oh why isn't Twilight mine?
I couldn't help but shudder as I opened the front door. I knew he wasn't here but it was simply the realisation of the matter. As soon as Charlie got home, Edward would force me to announce our engagement. Well not quite force… like he would ever force me into anything. I reasoned that if Charlie were in a good mood when I told him maybe it wouldn't be so bad, or if he was in a bad mood, my news would simply be in addition to his grouchiness, rather than the cause.
Edward followed me inside, his arm still around my waist, guiding me to the living room. He set me down on the couch beside him, pulling me close. He raised my finger and kissed my ring again, smiling. His mouth was grazing against my neck making it impossible to think. I sighed and I could feel him smiling against my skin.
"So are you ready to tell Charlie, future Mrs Cullen?"
"Ugh. Don't remind me"
He laughed and pulled me onto his lap. His hands were at the small of my back and had worked themselves under my shirt, the skin he touched tingling from the sensation.
"Alright then- if we have to tell him maybe we should feed him first. He might react a bit better… maybe." I kissed his lips lightly and stood. I tugged his arm and he followed obediently.
I decided fish would always be the best option. If he took it too badly he could always use the lack of fish supplies excuse to go fishing again, to get away from here.
As I got it ready, I tried to ignore Edwards' eyes following me around. It was quite distracting after a while to have him staring at me, occasionally making disgusted faces as the fragrance of the food wafted towards him. As I was cooking the fish I slowly let my eyes drift towards him and got distracted… again. The fish spat unexpectedly, burning my hand.
"Ouch." I was suddenly sitting on the kitchen counter, with Edward leaned against it between my legs. He took my hand in his and without his eyes leaving mine, kissed it sweetly. My ice-pack.
And with that he brought his lips to mine. I could faintly recall something I had to do… oh that's right – the fish! Oh never mind. I couldn't seem to find the strength to disentangle myself, nor did I want to. It seemed Edward didn't want to either. My legs straddled his waist and my arms were in his hair, bringing him closer.
His lips finally left mine after an immeasurable moment, letting me breathe. But he refused to break away, his own lips travelling down my neck to my collarbone. My ragged breathing was extremely loud- it was just plain embarrassing, and I felt him smile against me. I felt his hands unbutton my top button. I had forced him to stop this kind of behaviour only an hour before- if this went on too much longer I wouldn't be able to stop. This would ruin my entire argument from earlier… but too bad. His fingers continued working until all the buttons were undone, his hands then working their way inside. Fair's fair, so I slid my hands down his collar until I reached his buttons. I had quite a bit of trouble but I managed it in the end. I slid his shirt off, letting it fall to the ground. I allowed my hands to explore his perfect body, the same as Edward was letting his hands do.
He brought his lips back to mine before returning to my neck. I moaned and pulled him back. This time when our lips met I licked his bottom lip, tasting.
Oh no. Charlie's home. And he has seen us. Me and Edward. With my legs straddling his waist. Topless. I'm dead.
"… uh hi… Dad" I unwrapped my legs from Edwards' waist and struggled down from the counter.
"Edward. I think it's time for you to leave." Edward hesitated and turned around to face me, to see what he should do. "NOW!" OK, the murder theory was correct.
"Wait Dad… we have something to tell you."
"No you don't. Edward if you are not out of this house in twenty seconds I will be getting my gun."
"Charlie! Stop it. I'm an adult now, I can do what I want. And I believe we were trying to tell you something."
"And I believe that you should put a shirt on." Oh my gosh- I had been standing their topless the entire time!
I bent to find my shirt but Edward already had it extended out towards me. I was in too much shock to do anything but stare. Edward came closer and began to put my top back on but was stopped by the furious glare emanating from Charlie. I finished the job myself. When my cheeks returned to a semi-acceptable colour I took a deep breath and approached Charlie.
"Dinners almost ready."
AN: hehe. cliffhanger... kind of. I'm not sure if i'm going to continue this... please review so i know at least one person wants to read it before i post again!