“So… this is like my first real date in a very long time and I might screw it up completely and you may never want to talk to me again, so just keep that in mind as I awkwardly fumble through this entire night. I’ve never even eaten at a restaurant this fancy in my entire life. When I lived back in Forks, my dad would take me to the diner in town for special occasions and my ex boy… um… the guy I used to date would take me into Port Angeles for pizza, but this is just like… way over my comfort level.”
I reached my hand across the table and pulled Bella’s hands away from the hem of the tablecloth that she was clutching furiously in her hands. “Just be you, alright? I don’t care if you haven’t dated in a while, because this whole thing is kinda new to me too. If it makes you more comfortable, on the next date I’ll take you to McDonald’s or Panda Express, how about that?”
“Let’s try and get through this night before we plan a second date, okay?”
“Fine, but I have faith you will agree to another date with me. I’m sorta irresistible.”
“Aw… there’s the pompous ass I’m used to.”
“Well, you didn’t think I would shelve him for the rest of my life did you?”
Just so you know, Chapter 11 is still with the beta and won't be posted tomorrow. Hopefully sometime this weekend though. RL is kicking my ass lately, so I may have to throw out the friday update schedule until things ease up. Have a wee bit of patience with me!
“Bella, all I want is a chance to talk to you. I think you care and you are scared shitless to admit it. Am I right?” I leaned back until my body was flush against the wall right behind me. Edward’s hands pressed on either side of my head, keeping me in place, as he stared me down, trying to break my resolve. I was ashamed to admit it was working.
“I don’t know what you want from me,” I said, my voice not hiding the fact that I was scared about how I was feeling about him.
“All I want is a chance.”
“You scare me.” My heart was aching in my chest, as I felt so open talking to him about this. “I don’t want to be hurt and with you, I can’t see this… us… ending well.” I motioned between us with my hands, hitting his chest in the process, but Edward didn’t back down. In fact, I felt him close the space between us and lean in closer to me. “Your persistence scares the shit out of me, Edward.”
“But that’s not the real me who you are scared off. Just one date… one dinner where we talk and I tell you about my life, my family, my misgivings and fears. If you still can’t stand me, I won’t bother you again.”
I had to admit, the offer was tempting, but the thought of never seeing him again wasn’t something I wanted to consider. Hell, on Thursday when we were finishing up our research project, if I hadn’t had plans to spend time with Alice, I would have definitely stayed in Room 15 with him. I would have used any excuse I could have to spend more time with him, but I didn’t. I probably could have blown Alice off, and if she had known I was with Edward, she would have been fine with it, but I wasn’t fine.
This shouldn’t have been happening. I should have been fighting against it with every fiber of my being, but I couldn’t anymore.
“Why do you antagonize him?” Jasper asked as we turned so our backs were to the bar and we could watch the door a bit better, hope to see the girls as they walked in. I was literally waiting with baited breath for Bella to arrive because I desperately wanted to talk to her. Things were changing, I could feel it on Thursday, I just didn’t know what was changing. Was it possible she didn’t loathe me anymore? One could hope right?
“I don’t antagonize him on purpose, Jazz. He just gets on my nerves and then there’s the obvious…”
“He has what you want, right?” I nodded ruefully as Jasper then punched me in the shoulder and my hand instinctively went up to rub the sore spot as I noticed his gaze was now glued to the door. I looked up and if I didn’t know it was a physical impossibility, my mouth would have dropped to the floor and my tongue would have rolled out like in some cheesy ass cartoon.
Alice and Bella flanked the doorway looking as beautiful as ever as they glanced around, hopefully searching for us, and beside them stood a very pretty blonde with an hourglass figure. She towered over her friends, and I could only assume that she was Rosalie. However, I couldn’t take my eyes off of Bella long enough to tell you anymore about their friend. Bella looked… fucking beautiful.
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“So, it sounds like the project is alright, but the partner sucks?” Emmett asked with a laugh as I gave him a small smile.
“It could be worse. I could have been paired with Eric Yorkie or Mike Newton, both of whom would have flirted with me and annoyed the hell out of me like you wouldn’t believe.”
“Do I have competition?” Emmett asked as I snorted incredulously. Did he have competition? Well, not from Yorkie or Newton, but what about from Edward? I shook the thought out of my head and stared right at Emmett. Considering I wasn’t even really interested in Emmett romantically, the answer should have been yes; everyone else was competition. However, I wasn’t in the mood to break Emmett’s heart, so I said the complete opposite of what I should have said.
“Nope. Eric and Mike are harmless. Eric used to not be able to take no for an answer, but recently he’s let up a bit in his attempts to get me to go out on a date.”
“What about Edward?”
“What about him?”
“Has he asked you out?”
“Yeah, once. I turned him down obviously. He’s just… like I said, he aggravates me and I don’t want to spend any more time with him than is absolutely necessary.” I was hoping my words placated Emmett, but he didn’t seem back down at all.
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