All things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer, I just play with her toys.
Many thanks to MC for beta'ing (she's awesome!) and reyes139 for pre-reading and being my girl! And Boo, despite her trying to pull to into another story! Thanks ladies!
I'm taking a few creative liberties with this story, because I know this is a highly unlikely situation... but just go with me cause I think it's going to be a fun ride. :)
Chapter 32 – Our Countdown
"Open wide," Edward said, waving a fork in front of me. The tines topped with the most delicious cobbler ever.
I opened wide and let in the heavenly dessert, moaning as the peach flavor burst against my taste buds.
"I'm going to miss this," I said, my eyes scanning the diner. There were only a few people occupying the booths and none of them even noticed Edward.
He sighed. "Me too, but it will calm down after a few weeks."
I nodded. It was our fourth official date. We'd managed to find some pretty good places to go about an hour outside the city. A long drive, but a fair price to pay.
The Oscar buzz was out of control. Seeing it on TV and seeing it unfolding in L.A. weren't even in the same spectrum.
Edward's free hand took hold of mine, linking our fingers. "I'm nervous and anxious about it coming out, but I'm also ecstatic. I'm so tired of having this hanging over us, hindering us."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I have the same feelings you do, but once it dies down we can finally get on with our life together."
He smiled at me and brought my hand to his lips. "I can't wait, baby girl. You and me against the world."
I grinned and got up from my side of the booth. I sat down next to him and pressed my lips to his. "A most unstoppable force."
His arm moved up and around my shoulder, pulling me close into his side. He placed a kiss to the top of my head before relaxing back into the cushion.
We sat like that for about an hour, watching the cars go by on the little two-lane country road. People came and went, but nobody bothered us. We were just an average everyday couple, enjoying some country cooking.
The Maggie incident had calmed down, and even people at school had stopped talking about it. Some other star's arrest, after a hard night of partying was top of the talk.
Added to that was the fact the Oscars were just a few short days away.
"So, my stylist picked out this beautiful purple chiffon ball gown by Vera Wang. It is so beautiful I can't wait to wear it!" Emily said with a squeal of excitement.
Jake stuck his chest out and smiled. "Yeah, well, mine found this stylish tux by Calvin Klein."
Emily sighed and rolled her eyes. "Guys are easy. It's a tux. How difficult is that?"
Jake stuck his tongue out and everyone laughed. We were enjoying a lunch outside on the lawn, everyone together for the first time in weeks. The schedules were so hectic for some; days could go by without seeing them.
I stared down at my plate, my stomach churning. Nervousness started to take hold a few days prior. I was happy and excited for the truth to come out, but Edward had been making me more anxious about the changes to come, with the way his own anxiety came through.
I let out a sigh as I fiddled with the food before me.
"Are you okay, Bella?" Irina asked with a gentle touch to my shoulder.
"Yeah. Just think all these Oscar jitters floating around are starting to affect me," I replied, forcing a smile.
"I'm not nervous," Emily said.
Charlotte snorted. "I don't think you've ever been nervous."
Emily rolled her eyes at her sister. "I just don't see the point of getting all worked up. It's part of the life; like it or not. Get over it."
"Not everyone is as cool and calm as you," Peter piped in.
Emily stuck her tongue out at him and Charlotte placed a kiss to his lips before reminding her sister how she felt. "Not everyone wants the life."
Peter smiled down at her. I was almost jealous of them at times. Both born to Hollywood but down to earth. They didn't want the fame; they just wanted to be normal teenagers.
The bell rang, and we all groaned. It was time to return to class.
Charlotte kissed Peter goodbye before grabbing onto my arm with a sigh. We waved to everyone as we broke off, heading in different directions.
"Are you working on your composition after school?" Charlotte asked as we walked to class arm-in-arm.
I shook my head. "Going over to Alice's to try on more dresses. Want to come?"
Charlotte's eyes widened. "Really?"
She giggled. "No, I was thinking about the fact that Alice has more dresses. I thought she'd have the one already."
"She's stilled peeved about only having four months to find the perfect one. Going on about how it's the Oscars and how elegant and formal an occasion it is; how the best ones are already spoken for."
We walked into the class and found our seats.
"I'd love to come. Since I'm only going to be able to see you in the dress on television, after all."
The teacher entered and brought the class to order, ending our conversation. I was happy she was coming with me, and even happier two hours later when the final bell rang.
I ran out to the parking lot to meet Charlotte after my last class. She was leaning on the passenger side door when I walked up.
"God, I love this car!" Charlotte said as she slid into the seat next to me.
"You say that every time."
"Doesn't make it any less true. Edward spoiled you with this baby!"
I laughed and rolled my eyes. "Yeah, I admit it. I fell in love at first sight."
"With Edward or the car?" She winked at me.
"I'd have to say both."
"I'm so excited you two are coming out. I mean, hell, it's a real shock it hasn't come out after all the Maggie crap."
"Esme is very good at her job."
"And you're becoming quite the actress. I think Hollywood is rubbing off on you."
I couldn't help but laugh at her statement. "You could be right. This was never how I saw my life going six months ago."
Twenty minutes later we arrived at Alice's boutique. No sooner had we entered did I hear the familiar ring of a delighted two-year-old.
"Belbell!" Ari squealed, her little face scrunching up, smiling, while her body vibrated with excitement. Then she was off, running toward me as fast as her little legs could propel her.
"Arianna, be careful!" Alice's voice rang out from behind some rack.
I leaned down and scooped her up into my arms. "How's the princess today?"
"Goo. Where Ehwar?" Her wide eyes searched mine, then she looked behind me.
Charlotte let out an "aww" next to me. I knew then she had succumbed to the cuteness that was our Princess Ari.
"He's at work."
Her cute little face turned into a pout and she sniffed, tears filling her eyes.
"Don't cry, sweetie, you'll see him soon," I said, trying to soothe her. Her bottom lip jutted out, but she nodded in understanding. "Until then, do you think you can help me show my friend Charlotte around?"
Ari's eyes lit up and she looked over to Char before nodding furiously and squirming to be let down.
"Come awn, Chowet." She reached her tiny hand up and grabbed onto Char's before leading her around the store.
I followed behind, listening to her point out all the "pwetty" things.
A few minutes later Alice was beside me, out of breath and looking frazzled. "Sorry about that. We got in a whole shipment for one of my clients today and I had to check them in."
"That's okay, we were being entertained."
Alice smiled at the sight of Char and Ari. "Her sitter was sick today, so she's been here all day, getting into trouble. Jasper was supposed to be here an hour ago to get her, but as you well know, things don't always go according to plan. He and Edward are stuck in some negotiations."
"And that's different from any other day?"
Alice let out a laugh. "Nope." She sighed before grabbing my hand. "Come on; let me show you what came in. It's going to be a tough decision. You have to stand out, be elegant and fashion forward. It has to be different and make people take notice so I made sure to get in a Versace."
The current winner of the dress debate was a multi-orange toned, frilly skirted dress with a tight bodice.
We moved over to the dressing rooms and mirrors, Ari taking a seat on Charlotte's lap while Alice and I went behind one of the curtains. I stripped out of my uniform and Alice slipped the dress on me. It was weird for me the first time she helped me into one of the dresses, being only in my panties…that she picked out. Alice had just rolled her eyes, cracked a joke about "once you've seen one, you've seen them all," and the weirdness melted away.
As soon as I stepped out from behind the curtain and saw Charlotte's face I knew the blue gown she'd put me in was a no-go.
She shook her head. "Maybe if you were Edward's age."
"Hey!" Alice shouted in protest before laughing.
"Sorry, Alice, I only meant that, well, she's eighteen."
Alice nodded. "No, I get it. It is too mature. Now that I see it on her it's obvious."
We headed back in and grabbed another. She had five in all, and all were very different.
"Just think, we'll have a dress for you to wear for the wedding from one of these."
"I didn't think it was that formal."
"Not really, but I think that emerald Elie Saab would be perfect."
"I love that dress."
"And it will complement her colors." Alice helped me out again, this time earning a drop jawed expression from Charlotte. "Have his parents tried to contact you? I heard about you running into them."
I shook my head. "No. I thought there was a chance his mom would call, based on her reaction. Then again, his father may have kyboshed any idea of hers that led to communication."
I had to ask Edward what his parents' names were after my run-in with them, because it had only been mentioned briefly at Thanksgiving. I'd forgotten in the two months since then.
Turns out Edward was named after his father, who went by the nickname of Ted. Elizabeth was his mother.
Charlotte shook her head. "Based on what you've told me, sounds like a different generation issue. One where women were expected to obey their husbands. Archaic."
"Yeah, I thought about that, as well. He seemed like a very controlling man, one that would bend her to his will. I don't think she wanted to side with Ted. I think she's just weak. She was afraid to defend Edward against him."
"Wow, that's a pretty big insight for meeting them once," Alice said, staring at us.
I shrugged my shoulders. "It's just the impression I got. She was so distraught, begging me to take her to Edward. Ted looked like he could've care less."
Alice sighed. "I think you're both right. Ted wasn't the warmest to begin with, but Elizabeth…she loves her boys, and having a child of my own, I know she misses Edward."
I sighed. "I can't help but wonder what's going to happen at the wedding."
"You have more important things to worry about then your in-laws. You and Edward are announcing your marriage to the world in three short days." Alice fluffed up the back and was beaming as we looked at my reflection. "And I think we just found the perfect dress!"
I stared back at the reflection of a woman who was not me. She was older, sophisticated, and more beautiful than I was; I didn't recognize her, but I couldn't deny she was beautiful.
The mermaid style hugged and accentuated my curves. The dusty pink color was lovely against my sun-kissed skin. It had intricate jeweled and beaded details along with a sleeveless high neck.
It was fashion forward and bold, and showed off the aesthetic the designer was known for, or so Alice told me. Definitely Hollywood.
Charlotte agreed and we all squealed in excitement. It even got Ari's stamp of approval. She called me a princess.
We said goodbye a little while later, then headed out to dinner. It was one of my last nights of anonymity, and I wanted to share it with the person who had become my closest friend since I'd arrived. I didn't know how I would have ever coped at school if it hadn't been for Charlotte's unwavering support and friendship.
Two hours later I was pulling into our garage. I let out a sigh, happy to be done trying on dresses. Alice's stress was driving me crazy. Thank God we finally found one we both agreed on.
"Edward?" I called out as I entered through the kitchen, tossing my bad down on the table.
Evidence of Tanya making dinner was gone except the note on the counter that explained the reheat instructions.
I still didn't hear Edward, but I knew he was there, somewhere, because all the cars were in the garage.
His office door was open and I stuck my head in. "Baby?"
I turned around and headed back down the hall toward the home gym, only to find it vacant as well. Where could he be?
I made my way up to our bedroom, an eerie feeling coming over me. It wasn't like him to not respond. Granted, if he was in our bedroom there was no way he could've heard me from downstairs, but it was almost eight, why would he be up there?
"Edward?" I called out again, waiting for a response. Again, silence.
The door was open, light on as I walked in. I scanned around the room, expecting him to be within eyesight, but he wasn't. I walked farther into the room, a chill running down my spine.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I felt eyes on me. "Edward?" I called out again, only it was weaker in the weight of my growing fear.
The bedroom door slammed behind me and I jumped, turning to find a figure running toward me. I let out a scream, but was silenced by a hand covering my mouth.
I fought against my unseen attacker, thrashing in his arms as he pulled me across the room. I screamed into his hand and tried to bite the flesh so he'd let go. Was that what had happened to Edward? Had someone gotten in and attacked him?
Horrible images of him bloodied flashed into my mind and I fought harder against my assailant. We fell onto the bed and his body fell on top of me, pinning me beneath him.
It was then I got a look at…Edward.
He was smiling down at me, a wicked gleam in his heavy lidded eyes.
"You scared the ever loving shit out of me!" I began pounding on his chest. "Bastard!"
Tears stung in my eyes as my panic subsided and I willed my body to calm down, but it shuddered instead.
His expression morphed and his fingers brushed against my cheek. "Ssh. It's okay, it's me."
"I know that now, but I was freaking out."
He kissed my lips and rested his forehead against mine. "I'm sorry, baby, I just wanted to surprise you."
He chuckled and rotated his hips, grinding his erection against me. "Welcome home, baby girl."
I couldn't help the moan that slipped out. That was when I noticed he was naked and hard. He'd been a wicked sex god for the past few weeks. Even his little stunt scaring me was beginning to turn me on, once I saw it was him.
"Planning on tying me to the bed and playing a game? Have your wicked way with me while I'm helpless to stop you from ravaging my body?"
He groaned and flexed his hips again. His breath came out in pants, then his lips crashed to mine.
All I felt from him was a thirst to consume. His desire for me wasn't a want, but a need. A primal need. A parched man who'd found his oasis.
His grip on me was intoxicating, so much so, I didn't even notice he'd moved my arms until a familiar "click" sounded in my ears.
I released his lips and tilted my head back. Sure enough, he'd handcuffed me to the bed. There was a pulling at my waist as he tore off my panties off. He was acting like a man possessed.
I felt the hot head of his cock graze at my wet entrance before he pushed against me, forcing it inside.
I shuddered as he worked his way in. It was so intense a tearless sob erupted from me. His mouth latched onto my neck, nipping and sucking. Once he was all the way in, he pulled his whole body back and slammed into me.
A half scream, half moan tore from my chest and my eyes rolled back as heat flooded my body. He stayed still for a moment, flexing his hips to push him deeper.
He let out a growl before his hands took hold of my shirt and ripped it open. His fingers pulled down the cups of my bra, exposing my nipples. He leaned down to take one into his mouth, while his fingers pinched and pulled at the other.
"Oh, fuck!" I cried out. His hips remained seated against mine as he played with my breasts. My hips tried to move, needing to feel him sliding in and out, but he just pushed me farther into the bed.
When I reached the point I thought I was going mad he slowly slipped out, only to slam back in. He repeated that rhythm over and over.
"I like you like this, baby girl. You're clenching my cock so good. Your pussy is begging for me to pound it, but you're at my mercy."
I needed more, he was driving me insane. "Please, baby. Please fuck me."
An evil grin formed on his lips. He pulled back and slammed in. "Not," he pulled out and thrust again, "yet."
I let out a whimper, my wrists pulling at their binding. His mouth moved around my chest and neck, marking me, but I could feel his need to drive into me rising. His hips made short thrusts, giving us both a little bit of friction, but not enough.
"Edward, please! Baby, I need you to move."
"I am moving. Be more specific, baby girl," he rasped into my ear. "What do you want me to do?"
"Pound my fucking pussy!"
He grinned and nipped at my low lip. "As you desire."
His fingers gripped hard on my hips, pulling me close to him, stretching my arms out. His hands moved around my thighs before pushing them down to the mattress.
Then he let go, moving at a fast and furious pace. I cried out as he did exactly what I asked him to, sending a fire ripping through me. He took me with relentless thrusts - it was pleasure and pain all rolled into one. I knew he wasn't hurting me, that he loved me, cherished me even, but for some reason our connection, while intensely physical, didn't feel like it was the emotional bond we usually shared.
It didn't take long of him taking my body that I came undone, back arching and screaming. He followed with a roar soon after, pressing his hips against me, pushing his cock deeper.
His body jerked with aftershocks as his muscles relaxed and his eyes slowly opened. Turmoil brewed in his eyes, despite the euphoria he was experiencing.
He released my hands from the cuffs, placing a kiss on each wrist before collapsing onto my chest. Harsh breaths and sweat against my skin. My near jelly-like fingers brushed against his back. "You're not usually like this, Edward, what's going on?"
His arms wrapped tighter around me. "Only a few days left until I have to share you with the world." He sighed. "I'm anxious. I can't shield you as well then. I can't protect you."
"So you've gone feral caveman on me?"
He chuckled and kissed my neck. "I guess so."
"We'll be okay. As long as we're together."
He looked deep into my eyes, like he was studying me. "Together. Me and you as a team."
I linked my fingers with his. "Always."
Hope you enjoyed! Just a few more chapters left! And with Breach up for sale this week I should have a bit more time to work on ff.