The
weeks pass and every couple of days, Edward and Bella sneak away to fuck each
other stupid. But, it wasn’t just fucking. Bella shocked Edward one time while
she was working and gave him stellar blow job in the men’s bathroom. He moaned
as he watched her head bob over his cock, fisting her hair. He returned the
favor a couple of days later, sneaking into the on-call room and licking her
pussy until she woke up and was squirming in undeniable pleasure.
What
shocked Bella the most was how tender Edward was after they had their intimate moments. Even though he was forceful
while they had sex, he would always worry about hurting her. His lips were
always attached to her skin, kissing and caressing her. When they were
face-to-face, he’d always look at her in her eyes and there was so much desire
swirling in his evergreen orbs, even care.
When
there were more minor tremors or subtle earthquakes, Edward would text Bella,
knowing her fear. Are you alright? ~
Masen
She
would reply and grateful for his concern, further showing that he wasn’t a bad
guy. Just hurt, broken. Bella was determined to find out why he was hesitant to
trust women, but with each passing day Bella hoped he’d open up to her. Tell
her why he was so closed off.
Why
he continued to be closed off.
The
only time he opened up was when they were together. He was still abrupt to the
medical staff, separating himself from the nurses and other doctors, only
interacting with them when they had to work on a case. He even retreated
further away from the women, being almost mean toward them, especially the
nurses who looked at Edward like he was a side of beef. And to be honest, most
of them did.
“Bella,”
Alice chirped as she came down to the emergency department. “You’re coming with
me to the softball game.”
“To
do what, exactly?” Bella asked, jotting down some information on the chart. “I
don’t play softball. I did when I was in high school, but quit when I got
nailed in the face with a ball and in the next inning, being slammed in the
shoulder by a bat. Nope. Not playing.”
“Come
on! The boys are playing. Rose is coming, too,” Alice said. “You can help me
keep score.”
“Still
not convinced,” Bella snickered.
“We’re
going to get alcohol after the game,” Alice beamed.
“There’s
the magic word,” Bella nodded. “I’m almost done. I’ll meet you at the field? I
have to change. I refuse to show up in a pair of scrubs.”
“Kay,”
Alice nodded. She prattled off some directions and she left.
