I held Bella closely
to my chest. She was still wearing my black dress shirt from the night before.
Without. Panties. Gah! Her ass was
pressed against my morning wood. I could feel her warmth through the cotton of
my boxer briefs. I buried my nose in her soft curls, inhaling her vanilla and
lavender fragrance. She hummed quietly, nestling closer to me. Her hips rotated
and caused my monster to wake up even more.
You know, you could just slip your boxers off and slide right in…
I’d rather my girlfriend
be awake and coherent the first time we make love, assholes.
But it’s RIGHT THERE! NO PANTIES!
Shut the fuck up.
“Edward? You’re
mumbling,” Bella said sleepily.
“I am?” I squeaked.
“You told me to shut
the fuck up. Little hard to do that since I’m asleep,” she said, pinching my
bicep.
“Sorry, love,” I said as I kissed her neck. “That wasn’t
meant for you. I was talking to myself.”
“Okay, Edward,” she
giggled as she turned around to face me. “Riveting conversation?”
“Oh, always,” I said
as I brushed her hair from her face. Just
cockblocking us, moron. “Are you ready for our show today?”
“Not really. I am
really stiff. I need to do some hardcore stretching,” Bella said. “Especially
for our Avatar routine. I’m like pretzel
girl in that.”
My phone chirped
from the nightstand. I picked it up and saw a new text. “Alice apparently has
been trying to get in touch with you for hours,” I snickered. “She needs to do
your hair and makeup.”
“I forgot. I turned
off my cell phone last night,” Bella said. “Did she say what time?”
I held up my phone
to her. Alice had texted NOW in bold letters. Bella grumbled and got out of
bed, padding to the bathroom. Meddlesome
little fairy.
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