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“Do I need a passport to drive to Canada?” I asked Alice. I
was packing for my trip with Edward. My kids were spending time with my parents
so I could get ready for my trip. Alice was sitting on my bed, folding my
clothes and placing them into my suitcase.
“I would assume yes,” Alice replied, holding up an oversized
t-shirt. “Bella, I realize that you and Edward are fairly comfortable with each
other, but that is not appropriate wear for you to put on while you’re spending
a couple of days with your sexy new boyfriend. Don’t you have any lingerie?”
“No,” I answered, squeaking slightly. “Not anymore. I tossed
it all when I moved. I have some cute bra and panty sets, but no lingerie. At
the time, who was going to see it?”
She gave me a stern glare. “When are you leaving with
Edward?” Alice asked, her brow shooting to her hairline.
“Tomorrow morning,” I said, slightly afraid of my best
friend.
“Thank goodness your kiddos are with your parents. We’ve got
some shopping to do,” Alice said, tugging on my hand. Dragging me to her Lexus,
we drove to Port Angeles to some specialty lingerie shop.
“Ali-cat, I cannot buy all new lingerie,” I whined, looking
at the stuff in the window. “Yes, the promotion is great and I’m making good
money, but…”
“But nothing. I’m not talking about a complete lingerie
overhaul. As a woman, you need to have those granny panties and holey bras.
Whenever I have my Aunt Flo, I wear that stuff so I don’t ruin my fancy
underwear,” she explained, leading me into the shop. “Besides, Jasper knows
that if he ruins them, he has to
replace them. My man has a tendency to shred my panties when he’s horny.”
“I am not going to make Edward buy me panties, Alice,” I
deadpanned. “Neither one of us is made of money.”
“Who said that this place is expensive?” Alice snickered,
opening the door. “Just because you’re buying new lingerie, doesn’t mean that
it’s expensive.” She handed me a light blue teddy. Looking at the price tag, I
was expecting it to be over a hundred bucks. Instead, it was just under thirty.
“Yes, you can buy stuff from La Perla and Agent Provocateur, but I’d be
paranoid to wear that shit. This place offers decent knock-offs for a mere
fraction of the cost. Though, when you get married, I am treating you to some
saucy goodies from La Perla. You are not going to wear imitation underwear on
your wedding day.”
“Who says I’m getting married?” I asked, thumbing through
the racks of panties and push-up bras.
“Um, anyone who has seen you with your boyfriend? Hells
Bells, even a blind man can see how in love you two are,” Alice chided.
“But, we’re not getting married,” I argued. “I haven’t even
had sex with him. I’m terrified.”
“Why? It’s not like you’re a virgin,” Alice retorted.
“Alice, the only man I’d been with, made love to, was my
husband,” I said. “Edward and I, we’ve fooled around, but we’ve not crossed
that bridge yet. It will probably, more than likely, happen while we’re in
Vancouver, but what happens if we have sex and then he realizes that we’re not
compatible in that way. I’m too stiff or I can’t get the idea of Jake out of my
head?” Alice looked at me like I was certifiable. “What? It could happen.”
“Sure. When pigs fly and Jasper decides that he’s not allergic to cats,” Alice snorted.
Inspiration for the Cabin
Hiking trip
Edward's Meadow
Where Edward and Bella Make love for the first time
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