I was a little tired and sore
in my own right. I could only imagine what Bella was feeling with our marathon
love-making. Mentally, I berated myself for being so selfish. I should have
taken all of this into account before…
“Edward, stop,” Bella growled.
I turned and saw her standing at the door, wearing one of my t-shirts. Her
brown hair was wet and hanging around her face. She climbed onto the washing
machine, taking my fairly scruffy face in her hands. “I can see you beating
yourself up. I’m fine. We’re fine. None of this drama…I love you and I’d do it
again in a heartbeat, love.”
“I’m selfish, Bella,” I
muttered.
“No, you’re in pain and you
needed reassurance. Reassurance that I was more than willing to give,” Bella
cooed, kissing my lips sweetly. I let out a sigh, relishing her love. She
smelled clean, warm and girly. My cock twitched in my shorts but I quickly put
the kibosh on that. “We’re a team, Edward. I love you and I would do anything
for you to make sure that you stay happy. Anything.
Nothing will ever change that. You were there for me with the whole Jacob/James
thing. Now, it’s my turn to return the favor.”
“The Jacob/James thing was
highly illegal and you got hurt,” I snarled, remember the vacant look in Bella’s
eyes when I picked her up at the police station. “They fucking touched you
without your permission, dolcezza. At
that point in time, it was my job as your bodyguard to ensure your safety and I
failed you.”
“No, you didn’t,” she snapped. “Jacob
and James…they, they are monsters. Jacob said that you weren’t needed and I
believed him. Little did I know of his plans, but that’s not your fault,
Edward. It’ll never be your fault, Edward. If anything, it was my fault and I
should have left when I felt threatened, after Jacob hit me. I didn’t because
Jacob threatened outing my less-than-stellar reputation.”
I frowned, pissed off at the
violence against my girl. I should have been there. Unfortunately, you can’t
change the past. You can only learn from it. I opened my mouth, wanting to
apologize but Bella covered it with her hand. “You apologize and I’ll kick your
ass, Masen. The only words I want to hear from you right now is ‘I love you’
and ‘I’m going to shower because I smell like ass.’”
I snorted behind her hand,
removing it. “Subtle, Bella,” I chuckled.
“What? You do,” she giggled,
plugging her nose. “Like sex, sweat and something else. It’s not entirely
pleasant, Edward. That’s why I showered. I could smell my nasty ass and that’s
just gross. I’m saying this out of love but go shower. Like, now!”
“Sure, sure,” I snickered. She
kissed me deeply before pushing me away from her body. I walked to the edge of
the laundry room, turning just before I left. “Bella, I am sorry about what
happened with Jacob and James. I’m also sorry about the past couple of days.”
“Don’t be,” she said softly,
giving me a loving look. “I get it. Probably more than most. Seriously, though…”
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