AMA Part V: Resistance
This is the part where Alice's vision comes to fruition. :D
Part Va: Trying
Reluctantly, I nodded.
"Okay, Edward. I'll...try. But if we're only doing 'small things'-whatever that means-then we'd better be doing a lot of them, or I'll go insane."
Finally, he grinned.
"I wouldn't have it any other way, love."
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"So...are there any rules about this?" I asked.
Edward chuckled, filling the room with a beautifully lighthearted quality.
"Not exactly-other than vague boundaries. Do you think there should be?"
I thought about it. If there were specific rules, Edward might make things even harder and more complicated than they already were. If there weren't any...then, perhaps, I could stretch the boundaries every once in a while.
Not only that, but a discussion about exactly where we had to stop didn't sound like a very comfortable one.
"No," I said, feeling sneaky. "Rules would just complicate things. Let's just...concentrate on what we can do."
"I like the sound of that."
"Speaking of which..." I began, alluding to a specific behavior that had annoyed me from the start.
He flashed a crooked smile.
"You've been ridiculous all morning."
With that, I clambered into his lap and made myself comfortable.
Edward laughed and nuzzled my neck affectionately as he put his arms around me once more.
"I'm sorry about that-I was still undecided as to how far the idea should be taken."
"You are forgiven," I beamed, turning my head to press a soft kiss to his jaw.
His eyes closed briefly.
"Be careful," he cautioned, still a bit amused. "This is how it usually starts."
"Aw...now, what could be more harmless than snuggling?" I asked teasingly, pulling myself just a little closer and resting my head happily on his shoulder.
He laughed again, softly, and shifted marginally to allow for my increased nearness.
"With you, my love, it's anything but harmless. Already I'm beginning to fear what could become of this seemingly innocent position."
This could actually be quite fun.
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Part Vb: Admissions
Edward kept true to his word; we seemed to be doing more 'small things' than ever before, and cuddle-time was at its peak.
Every once in a while, though...it would get out of hand. For him.
"You know," Edward grumbled once, after pulling away from a kiss that had gone over the hazy line we'd sketched, "this is getting to be more frustrating than anything else."
"Well, then..." I trailed off, implication of the cessation of this little experiment being quite clear.
But he shook his head.
"No, it's still safer. I'm sure we'll get used to it."
I sighed in defeat.
Later, still frustrated, I had to ask.
"Has Alice looked into how this will turn out?"
"She tried," Edward returned with his mouth set in a grim line. "Apparently, the only thing certain about this experiment is the initial vexation. Anything later than tomorrow afternoon is totally up in the air-though she's been acting far too smug for my taste. I think she knows something."
I smiled a little, trying to hide how happy that made me; perhaps this wouldn't turn out so badly, after all.
"And she's managed not to think about it?" I queried, hoping to distract him from suspecting me. Fortunately, he was still preoccupied with Alice.
He uttered a noise indicative of his frustration-a cross between a groan and a sigh.
"The amount of secrecy in this house has reached an unprecedented level in the last couple of days. I really hope this doesn't keep up much longer-I swear I'll go insane if it doesn't."
I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into him, hoping to lend some comfort; he wasn't used to being left in the dark, and I could only imagine how difficult this situation was for him.
After lunch, having endured enough of Edward's vaguely dolorous and discouraged countenance, I gave in with a sigh.
"Alright; I'll tell you what Emmett was teasing my about earlier."
Immediately, he sat bolt upright, grasping my shoulders to meet my gaze with a hopeful caution that only he could pull off so well.
"Bella...you know you really don't have to if it makes you uncomfortable," Edward told me, eyes wide with that ridiculously cute expression he'd managed.
I let out a short, punctuated laugh.
"It isn't as if it wouldn't eventually come out, anyway. I'd just rather you heard it from me...and I can't stand seeing you look so lost and forlorn," I admitted, my smile filled with affection and timidity.
Edward still appeared hesitant.
"If you're sure..."
I took a deep breath, trying to find some way to minimize the mortification that was certain to come. Then again, I was only revealing how truly addicted I was to him, and he already knew that.
"Well...um...you know I missed you incredibly, right?"
He laughed, a little bemused, and kissed my forehead.
"Not nearly so much as I missed you."
"You can think that, if it pleases you," I remarked. "But, anyway...I...well, when Alice and I got here...and I was ready for bed and everything...I kind of..." how to put this, how to put this... "Well, I wondered whether your bed still smelled like you, and I really hoped it did, and so I just sort of jumped onto it, and then it did smell like you, and I was so excited and worn out from shopping and halfway delirious anyway at that point that I sort of acted like an idiot on drugs about it."
Once it was out, I took in a much needed breath and promptly buried my face in a shocked Edward's chest. His arms automatically settled around me, but, other than that, he didn't move. I waited in tense expectation for his response as the silence stretched thin and taught.
"Come again?" he finally sort of spluttered. He was probably trying to hold back cascades of laughter.
I shook my head fervently against his shirt, which was becoming a tad wrinkled, actually.
"I am not going to repeat that. Nor will I elaborate."
"No, I suppose not...Can I at least ask Emmett about it? Speaking of whom, how in the world did he come into the picture?"
I sighed gustily, sitting back and staring sullenly at my left knee.
"I'd rather you asked Alice; she's nicer," I muttered, avoiding the second question for the time being; in any case, he could figure it out well enough on his own.
He laughed at that.
"Alice? Oh," he said, and I could acutely sense the light turning on in his head. "So, Alice saw, and then told Emmett."
"More like showed him," I grumbled, though I did feel much better now that I didn't have to worry myself sick about Edward finding out about the ordeal. "She made a flippable cartoon thing of the whole ridiculous scene with a notebook."
There was a pregnant pause.
"Does...Emmett still have it?"
I could hear the devious smile in his voice, and my head snapped up to look at him sternly.
"No, he does not. And don't ask her to make another one, either!"
Yes, I realized that Alice needed only to think about it to show him, but I'm pretty sure he got the idea, anyway.
He laughed loudly, lightly tousling my hair.
"I'm only teasing, Bella, don't worry. What happened to it, anyway?"
I relaxed. Thank goodness for Edward's chivalry.
"Rose said she got rid of it."
His eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"Rosalie, too? Would that explain your earlier chat, then?"
"Exactly. Please, don't look too deeply into it-I'm embarrassed enough as it is."
Edward chuckled, drawing me closer to him, and I rested my head on the curve of his neck.
"Don't be embarrassed, love. You should have seen me, all those days when the sun was out and you were at school."
I lifted my head curiously.
He laughed again, picking up a lock of my hair and twirling it lazily betwixt his fingers.
"I would stay in the car for hours, sometimes, because it held onto your scent and presence so strongly. Later, when you were coming to our house more often, I would unconsciously drift towards rooms that you frequented. And," he continued with a dazzling, crooked smile, "when you started staying overnight, I could often be found lying on the bed, thinking of you and taking in as much of your lingering fragrance as possible."
My face was bright pink at that point, but my insides had gone and melted like butter at his words.
"Really?" I asked in a small voice, smiling.
He pressed his lips to my neck, and I felt him grin.
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Part Vc: The Snap
His hands were running delicately up and down my sides and back, and our mouths moved together with slowly increasing urgency.
We were in his room.
The door was shut.
My fingers curled tightly in his soft, wild hair when he moved to lay siege on my neck, giving me a chance to breathe.
With the air came a modicum of reason.
We really shouldn't have gone this far...
Edward leaned forward slowly, pushing me back against the cushions of that lovely, lovely bed.
Suddenly, I knew that if we didn't stop soon, we probably wouldn't be doing any kissing for quite some time afterward. Edward was like that.
He had just begun working on my collarbones and I gasped, momentarily allowing a thrill of ecstasy to rush through me. It felt like it had been so long since we kissed like this...No.
I pushed at his shoulder, and he rolled onto his back, breathing almost as heavily as I was.
After a few minutes, he looked over at me.
"Oh. You actually pulled away," he said with an amazed smile.
The way he said that...as if I never had any restraint at all...it made something snap inside of me.
"Why so shocked?" I asked as we sat up, seeming oddly calm on the surface. Inside, however, I was writhing with indignation.
"I thought that I would always have to be the one to keep us in line, I suppose. It is how things usually are, you must admit."
Now, that was just offensive.
"Well, perhaps I should do it more often," I bristled.
A flash of hurt crossed his perfect, glorious face.
I felt a little guilty about that.
"No, Edward," I told him, simmering down. "You're right; it is how things usually are. I just never thought that having it said aloud would make me sound so over-eager and clingy."
He looked sharply stunned.
"Bella-how-I apologize, Bella, you know I never meant anything like that!"
"It's alright, Edward." Then I sighed. "I'm going to see what Alice is up to, 'kay?"
So I left Edward there, shocked at what had just transpired, no doubt, and walked downstairs, where Alice was waiting for me with an impish grin.
"Don't worry, Bella; things will be so much more fun after this. Trust me."
I raised a skeptic eyebrow at her enthusiasm, but shrugged and decided to trust her.
"Now," she said. "Let's watch something girly-like Ever After!"
I bit my lip, glancing back towards the stairs.
"Oh, don't worry about Edward-he's plenty occupied with his own musings. Come on!"
Well, I did need a little cheering up, and it had been a while since I saw that movie...
"Alright. Let's go!"
I'd never seen this side of Edward before...well; maybe a glimpse here and there, but nothing like this!
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