Chapter 16 The Start of Something Wonderful
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This is the last chapter in this fic, but the second part of the series will debut within a few days. None of us can get enough of Detectiveward can we? I have to raise a glass to toast my friend and my beta, Kitty Masen for her help! You seriously rock!
The room was cold and overly bright, which made it perfect for interrogations. Carlisle was feeling extremely impatient as he walked around the room. Why had his lawyer not arrived yet? This matter needed to be resolved immediately. The click of the door knob made him turn around.
"You'll have to forgive me, Carlisle, I was caught in traffic. Now, I need you to explain what is going on and why you need my help."
"I went to the bank earlier to withdraw some money to cover a debt I owe to an…associate. A few minutes later, the cops came in and arrested me," he said as he raked his hands through his hair. He could feel his lawyer's eyes following him around the room.
"Did you try to get money from a stolen check?"
"No, but I have had trouble with a few deposits I made in the past few weeks. Three checks have been returned."
"Do you know why they were returned?"
"They came from the department of law enforcement, and Aro Voltouri gave them to me directly. We have a business arrangement."
He stood up and looked at Carlisle directly in his eyes.
"Level with me about this so called arrangement, I can't help you if you can't help me. Why is he giving you these checks?"
"Aro supplies me with the funds I need so I can get him the drugs and prostitutes he wants. The money comes from the department, obviously. I did not know that the signatures were forged."
His lawyer, Chris, could not believe his client's ignorance.
"Of course they would have to be forged. Do you honestly think that the head of the department of law enforcement would want to get caught with drugs and prostitutes? You are in some serious deep shit, my friend, but we'll find a way to make you the victim in all of this."
"Why else am I paying you this much money?
Ironically, the most corrupt lawyer in Seattle found his match in Carlisle.
Esme left the courthouse the following morning after her husband was arraigned. She still could not wrap her mind around the fact that her husband may have committed a felony. He certainly had his fair share of faults, but this was a new low for him. Even as she was seated behind him in the court room, he did not acknowledge her beyond a cordial hello. The arraignment was early in the morning due to the fact that this was a high profile case. With one swift thud of the judge's gavel, his bail was set at two million dollars. There was no way they could afford that unless the house was used for collateral. The last thing she wanted to do was to make a deal with a bail bondsman. For now, Esme was happy to let him stay behind bars…for now. It would make her life a little less complicated without his presence.
Bella was ready for the show when Saturday arrived, and there was a new red convertible sitting in her driveway. Edward went with her to the dealership earlier in the morning. Thankfully, they had a car that was almost an exact replica of the one she lost in the fire. She was going to drive it to the hall in a few minutes.
"I cannot tell you how much I am looking forward to seeing you perform tonight, baby."
He placed his arms around her body from behind as she gazed in the mirror.
"Since I know that you will be there in the audience watching, I will be motivated to dance that much better."
Their eyes met in the mirror.
"I love looking at our reflection. Can you imagine we were ever separated?"
"Edward, our connection was never truly broken. We are even stronger now than we were in college. Look at all we have overcome."
She turned to face him, running her fingers over his face.
"You still won't tell me where we are going?"
"No, but I promise you will love it. Before I leave tonight, I will pack our bags in the trunk."
Their lips moved closer as they began to share a lingering kiss.
"Oh," she whispered as they broke away. "I would like to continue that soon."
"Trust me when I tell you we will do that and so much more. Let me walk you to your car."
After she left for the theater, he went back in to get the rest of his packing finished. The ring he purchased was in his safe that was in the back of the closet. After putting in the combination, which was the day they first met, he pressed down on the handle and took out the black velvet box. Edward slipped it into his pocket since he did not want to let go of it until it was on her finger. After tomorrow, it would be there for all eternity.
Once the bags were set into the trunk, he set the security code and locked the house up. There was still one stop he had to make before going to see his girl perform. The flower shop had a bouquet of Irises set aside for him since he called earlier. He ran inside, made his purchase, and drove off. The look on her face would be priceless when he handed them to her, and he lived for that.
Bella's costume was a dark plum shade with gold coins on the hips, abdomen, and bra cups. The floor length chiffon scarves emphasized her movements. Full stage makeup was required-heavy foundation, false eyelashes, and all topped off with a glowing bronzer. The girls all agreed it was their two hundred and fifty dollar face since that was the estimation as to how much was spent on their cosmetics. Philip wanted for them to have the best so their shows would be the best. Tanya sat next to Bella as she applied her lipstick.
"How are you doing today?"
"I'm doing really well, Tanya. Thanks for asking, and thank you again for the referral for your therapist. I went yesterday."
"Was it helpful?"
"She made me feel comfortable. I talked with her about the night I was held hostage by Alistair. She told me I have this innate strength that is allowing me to overcome this. I have some work to do to get a handle on the flashbacks, but she's optimistic I can do it."
Tanya gave her a hug.
"I believe you will be fine, Bella. Besides, you have the love of your life supporting you. Will he be here tonight?"
"He said he would not miss it for the world."
Philip gave them the warning to get out of the dressing room and out to the side of the stage.
The girls walked out and waited for the music to start. She could feel the anticipatory butterflies in her stomach. He whispered for her to get ready because she would begin the show with her first solo, which would move into the first group number. The curtain was closed when she walked out onto the stage. It was time for her to build the "fourth wall," which meant for her to close off the audience and see that space as bricks and mortar. Bella positioned her arms in a prayer pose, waiting for the fusion mix to begin.
The curtain was raised and a bright spotlight was on her. Once the sound of the complex and overlapping notes came through to her ears, she began spinning straw into gold. The anxieties of the past week were banished as her spirit soared. Everyone that was witness to this was mesmerized by her talent and her ability to own it. The isolation of her single movements was fascinating. She had mastered her art. Yet no one was more awestruck by her than Edward was.
He knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that she was excellent, but tonight, she was nothing short of incredible. The pride he had for her was endless. Alistair had not taken away anything from her; if anything, he enabled her to prove her strength. Her dancing was deeply sensual, coming straight from her soul, and it was arousing to him. Edward was certain that other men were equally enticed by her, but she belonged only to him.
There was a woman sitting in the middle of the audience, by herself. She could not argue over the fact that Bella Swan was an unbelievable belly dancer. Perhaps she was the best she had ever seen. As the opening solo came to an end, she did not join with the other people in the thunderous standing ovation they gave her. She was ready to leave. Cursing under her breath, she walked out of the theater towards her beat up BMW.
She had known Bella since they met in college, and they were studying to become dancers. She did marginally well, passing her courses with fair grades. It was when Bella was chosen over her for the final spring performance that her true nature came forth. If only her so called best friend had not spread deceitful lies about her, then maybe her life would be different now.
There was some meager amount of talent left over, and she was going to put it to good use. Next week, she had an interview with the man who managed the dance troupe. She would impress him as much as possible, because Rose King needed to get this job. Ruining Bella would be much easier if she was close to her again, especially with the daily rehearsals they would have together. She would never be suspicious of her. Determination filled her heart as she started the car.
The cramped walls of the prison cell were enough to make Carlisle feel claustrophobic. He was not happy with the fact that his wife would not put up the money for his bail. After he was taken back into custody, Esme left the courtroom without even talking to his lawyer. She proved to him how deep her hatred was by walking away. There would be consequences for her.
Sitting on the gray mattress, he plotted away at how to get revenge on Edward. Carlisle was almost certain that he played a role in his arrest. The best way to hurt him would be to hurt something or someone that he loved…like Bella Swan. It would be a challenge from where he was now, but he had a few connections he could count on. The first name that came to mind was Royce King. It was Royce who gave Carlisle support on the council. Together, they worked on city planning projects for the parks and recreation office. He remembered Royce talking about his daughter, Rose, who was in college studying to be a dancer. The irony of that was not lost on him. Was it possible that she knew Bella? As soon as he could get talk with his lawyer, Carlisle would have Chris to call him on his behalf. That would be enough to open the lines of communication between the two men. Now that he had plenty of time on his hands, he could think through his plan.
Edward was waiting outside the dressing room for Bella to change into her street clothes. The door opened, allowing Tanya to walk out.
"Hello, you must be…Edward?"
They shook hands.
"Yes, that's me, and you are?"
"My name's Tanya. Those flowers are beautiful. She's a lucky girl to have you."
"I have to disagree with you on that. I'm the fortunate one. Thank you for giving her the name of your therapist."
"That was not a problem. We support each other in the troupe, and she's my friend. I was happy to help. She's getting ready to come out in a minute. Nice to meet you."
"It was good to meet you, too."
He felt a soft kiss on his cheek.
"Hey handsome. What did you think of the show?"
The smile on her face grew wider when she saw the Irises.
"You were nothing short of brilliant, Bella. Are you ready to hit the road?"
"I would love to. Are we still going to take my car back to your place first?'
"Yes," he said before kissing her forehead. "I will follow you."
They walked outside, holding hands, and looking forward to uninterrupted time together.
Bella was too excited to doze during the two hour drive. They talked about their relationship, his career, and the houses they found online. Edward sill had not told her where they were going; the only clue he gave her was they would use the indoor hot tub. At least she knew why he wanted her to pack a bikini.
Because it was dark, she missed the sign that read Sunset Resort. The closer he drove in the direction of the lake, she could see the cabins. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree when he parked in front of one of the more secluded cottages.
"Do you like your surprise, baby?"
"Like it? That is such a poor excuse to describe how much joy this brings me."
The need to kiss her deeply was taking over, so he ran around to the passenger door. Once she was out of the car, he leaned her against it, capturing her lips in a demanding kiss. They explored each other's mouths with their tongues, hungry for each other. She grabbed his hair in her fists and pulled on it hard. His hands cupped her ass tightly.
"Let's go inside," he said in a dark voice.
Edward entered the code he was given for the door when he made reservations.
"Wait," he told her as the door opened. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her through the cottage.
"You did not have to carry me."
"Bella, I intend on showing you how endless my love and devotion is to you. That includes carrying you in my arms."
Once they were in the bedroom, he set her down on the bed and began removing her clothes. Moments later, there was pile of jeans and t-shirts on the floor. Their desire to fuck each other was taking over. Mouths and hands traveled across their bodies, bringing each other pleasure.
"I…I need you inside me…now"
He slid inside her tight pussy in one deep thrust, wrapping her legs around his waist. She clawed at his back, moaning for him to go faster, deeper. If she ever wished for him to dominate her, this was the time he was not holding back. The pressure was mounting inside of her body. All Bella wanted to do was to let go. He could feel that urge building as her body began to shake.
"Come all over me, baby," he whispered before biting her ear lobe.
She surrendered to her orgasm as he felt her walls contracting around his aching cock. He knew he would not last much longer when he felt his balls painfully tighten. Then he released deeply inside of her, coating her pussy with his cum. Edward collapsed on top of her as they tried to slow their breathing. He rolled over to one side, the cool air of the room bringing them welcome relief.
"I need to run out to the car to bring in our bags. Will you be okay for a few minutes while I'm outside?"
"I'll be fine, Edward. I'm feeling a bit tired now. All I want is to snuggle in your arms and go to sleep."
"That can easily be arranged. Please give me a few minutes."
The day finally caught up with Bella, and she was having difficulty standing up to pull down the comforter. The room felt cold to her. She lay down in bed, wrapping herself in the sheets. He came back inside to find her dozing. His girl looked peaceful in her light slumber, and he wanted to join her. Once the suitcases were set aside, he went over to her side, placing a feather light kiss on her lips.
Edward could barely make out her soft whimper.
He lay down next to her, enveloping her body in his embrace.
As soon as he was certain she was asleep, he leaned down to speak softly to her.
"Sweet dreams, beautiful. This time tomorrow night, I hope you will be my fiancée. I love you with all of my heart."
With one last kiss to her face, he laid his head back on the pillow and fell asleep contentedly.
Edward had everything planned out for their dinner. It was on the terrace of the clubhouse overlooking the lake. The resort worked with him to prepare a night of romance for them. While Bella was getting ready, he spoke with the event planner on the phone. The food arrived, and they would have two servers there as long as he wanted them to be present. The box in his pocket was burning a hole in his hand every time he felt it there. He wanted nothing more than for her to say yes tonight.
The scent of her familiar perfume filled the room. Turning to look at her, Edward was at a loss for words. She took his breathe away in her purple satin and chiffon strapless dress. He let out a low whistle.
"I'm glad this will be a private dinner tonight. Other men should not be allowed to look at you the way I am right now."
"I only want your eyes on me, Detective."
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he placed his on her hips. He dipped his head to brush his lips over her pulse point.
"If we don't get out of here soon, I am going to beg you to take me against this wall."
He had to laugh at her admission.
"What do you think I have planned for us?"
The terrace was covered in bee lights, casting a soft glow across it. They enjoyed a dinner of sirloin steaks, baked potatoes, and sautéed vegetables. Soft music was playing through the speakers. Once they were done with their meal, he dismissed the servers for the evening. More than anything else, he wanted to be alone with her right now. They walked over to the edge of the terrace.
"I can see the reflection of the moon in the lake," she said as she gazed upward. "We don't get to see the night sky this clearly back in Seattle. The stars are so clear I could count them."
"Does that mean you like it here?"
"Yes I do."
"Do you think you'll cherish the memories we make here?"
"Of course I will, Edward. What are you doing?"
He dropped to one knee in front of her.
"Bella, I have loved you for many years. I am certain that I will always love you, protect you, and provide for you as much as I can. Would you please make my life complete by marrying me?"
He took out the black velvet box and opened it to reveal the ring.
Time stopped for her as she looked into his eyes, seeing his love reflected in them. This was exactly what she wanted, and now he was asking for her hand in marriage. Tears were beginning to fall down her cheeks. He had waited long enough for her to give him an answer.
"Yes, yes, yes, a million times yes!"
He pulled the ring out and slid it onto her finger, marveling at how perfect it looked there. It was the ring she had always wanted from the man she deeply loved.
Edward stood up and took her into his arms.
"I love you, baby."
Their eyes met again.
"I love you,"
He tipped her chin up to bring her lips closer to his. It was a soft, slow kiss.
"Let's go home now," he said.
She placed her hand on his arm as he led them back through the wooden path to their cabin.
Edward had set the dials on the private hot tub for them, making sure it was not too warm. The chill in the night air would make it feel inviting. He could hear her soft footsteps coming down the wooden stairs that led from the back door. She had a short terry cloth robe around her body.
"Look at you sitting there with a grin on your face," she said.
"You're the reason I'm grinning, Bella. I'm waiting for you to take off that robe and get in here with me so I can keep you…warm."
That was the only prompt she needed, and the robe slid down the length of her body to the ground. He offered her his hand to guide her into the tub, allowing his eyes to run the length of her body. She had on a bright pink bikini that tied in the front and on the sides. Gasping, she was not ready for the relaxing sensation that the water offered.
Edward sat back across from her, trying in vain to read her mind. He was not expecting her to ease over and take his board shorts down. Instead of grabbing him, she let her fingers brush against him. A low growl came from his throat. She pressed her mouth against his neck and let her tongue roam over his skin.
"Since you are enjoying the cold night so much, why don't you sit on the side of the tub so I can suck your cock?"
Anytime she offered to go down on him, he happily obliged. She drank in the sight of his naked body covered in water drops and settled in between his thighs. Greedily, she took him into her mouth, sucking him in slowly. It was the sweetest torture he had ever experienced. The sight of her head going up and down was an image he burned into the back of his brain. As much as he wanted to lie back, the need to watch her was even greater.
Bella could feel the familiar pangs of desire filling her as she ran her fingers over his body. Knowing that only she could make him breathe this hard made her want him that much more. He owned her completely.
"Baby," he choked out," you are going to make me come if you keep this up."
She took her mouth from around him, only to place a soft kiss on his cock.
"Come back down here so I can ride you."
She curled her finger to motion for him to join her. Seconds later, he was pulling at the straps of her swim wear.
"I have wanted to do this ever since you took off your robe."
He placed her over him, settling his cock deep inside her. Their bodies were joined as one now, their lips hungrily devouring each other. Her legs were wound tightly around his waist. The motion of her hips was fast, and if he could have seen her, it would have been hypnotizing to his eyes.
"Fuck, baby…so tight….so sweet."
They wanted everything the other could give. Her wet pussy pulled him farther inside.
"Rub your clit for me."
Her hand slipped further down her body, and he could feel her teasing her sensitive nub. Crying out his name into the night, her body was rocked with the force of her orgasm. When she could no longer hold her body up, Edward gladly held her tighter as he fucked her till he came. His eyes rolled in the back of his head and a deep gust of air came from his lungs. For several minutes they simply held each other, basking in the afterglow.
"I love you, my wife to be," he said.
"I love you, Edward, my husband to be."
They shared another deep, passionate kiss.
"I think I need to get you inside, Bella. Your skin is showing the effect of the water."
"That would be great. Can we spend the rest of the night in bed? I would not complain if we were to have another opportunity to be intimate."
"We will have many opportunities all night. I can guarantee that."
The sound of her laughter echoed through the woods as he lifted her into his arms, carrying her inside the cottage.
And we are done with the first fic in the series, you all! The title of the next one is Some Like It Hot, and there will be plenty of suspense, love, lemons, and twists. I love you all, and let me know your thoughts!