SYTYCD Chapter 12 Update on AO3
SYTYCD Chapter 12 Update on FFn
SYTYCD Chapter 12 Update on TWCS
Prior to the phone call from my mother, I was hyped about my performances in tonight’s show. I felt strong, confident and proud of how things went. On top of that I was excited about going out to dinner with Edward and his parents.
Okay, I was a little freaked out about meeting his parents so soon, but from what Edward described, they were down-to-earth people who loved their son.
I was just excited to spend more time with him. Edward was an amazing, sexy, loving man that made my body quiver with need. He made my girly bits tingle and I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. But, it wasn’t the right time. I had the competition to contend with along with the obligations after the competition. For now, we’d be coasting along the PG-13 highway of making out and over-the-clothes groping.
“Bells, don’t let your mom get to you,” Rose said as she handed me my purse. “The She-Beast will be here, but you don’t have to talk to her, really. For now, go out with your boyfriend and his parents and enjoy the time away from our crazy.”
“Okay, okay,” I said. “I’ll pull a Scarlett O’Hara and worry about it tomorrow.”
“Just don’t be eating any raw turnips. They’re gross,” Rose snorted. Maggie nodded, her nose wrinkled.
“And you both know this how?” I laughed.
“I knew it because I used that monologue for an audition and I wanted to be authentic,” Rose answered.
“It was a dare for me,” Maggie shrugged. “See you tonight, Bells. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”
“Going out with his parents,” I giggled, sneaking out of the dressing room and heading to the house where Edward and his parents were waiting. I ran into a few cast mates and Carmen, all congratulating me for an amazing job. I thanked them, blushing at my performance with Tyler. The rumba was definitely something I was not comfortable with, especially since I was trying to flirt with a man who was not my boyfriend. Tyler was an attractive guy, but he wasn’t Edward. Plus, I still didn’t trust him. I probably never would.
Out in the theater, I spotted Edward with an older couple, chatting with Alistair. The woman was about my height with rich caramel colored hair and a heart-shaped face. The way she carried herself made it obvious that she was a former dancer. She was graceful, even while standing still. Her posture was straight and her body was slender, but rounded from being a mother and from her age. She was beautiful. The man was tall, a little taller than Edward, with blonde hair that was graying at the temples. He had Edward’s jaw line and nose, not to mention his lithe body shape. Edward was a perfect combination of both of his parents.
“Bella,” Edward breathed, moving away and reaching me. He hugged me tightly before guiding me to his parents and Alistair.
“You were undeniably sexy tonight, Bella,” Alistair said, kissing my cheek. “And I mean that in the nicest way possible. I don’t want to come off as being a perv.”
“Thanks, Alistair. I think,” I snickered. “And you’re not a perv. The routine tonight was hot. Alex really gave us some sultry moves to perform. I only hope the audience liked it.”
“We loved it,” Edward’s mom gushed. “I’m Esme. I’ve heard so much about you.” She wrapped me into a warm hug, kissing my cheek. “If only I was half as seductive as you were on stage when I performed … wow!”
“You are, my love,” said Edward’s dad. “And then some.” He turned to me, kissing my cheek. “I’m Carlisle. It’s a pleasure to meet you, my dear. Edward just can’t stop talking about you.”
“All good things, I hope,” I blushed.
“Nothing but the best,” Edward beamed, his arm sliding around my waist.
The Dance ~ Contemporary Opening Number