Lack of Color Chapter 15 Teaser

I know, I've been slack at updating, but RL is busy, so sue me :) Enjoy the teaser instead. The next two chapters are with the beta and I'm working on 17 as we speak.

“What in the fuck has he done to you?” I shouted, as my blood pressure rose and I was practically shaking with fury. I wanted to hunt my cousin down and beat the shit out of him, but I had something more important to deal with. I bent down, crouching close to Bella’s side and tried to console her as best as I could, but she was crying uncontrollably.


“It’s… there’s…” she mumbled incoherently as the elevator reached the top level and I hoisted her up into my arms, bracing her tightly to me, as we stepped off into the loft.


Not a lot had changed since the last time I had been there. The same furniture remained, but Emmett had covered everything with drop cloths. All of my art supplies, easels and canvases had either been ruined or put away, so the place looked pathetic; desolate and empty. It was hard to recall the life and love that had encompassed the apartment a few years earlier, but it was like a distant ghost in the room. Each corner held a memory of our time together.


“I’m going to put you down for a second. I need to strip the dust covers off the furniture,” I explained as I set Bella down and like I expected, she crumbled beneath her weight. I still had my arm under her, so she didn’t fall down too hard against the floor.


Once Bella was somewhat settled on the floor, her sobs subsided slightly, I quickly made my way around the room and stripped the covers off the furniture. They looked in decent shape, time clearly hadn’t affected them at all, but it was almost too much for me to deal with. It had been so long since I had been in the loft and around my former home that I wasn’t sure I would be able to handle it all.

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 I have my entry ready to go, the first chapter of a new story that I plan to start posting in the new year. It made my beta excited, so I hope you like it too. Here's a little teaser for you:
 
“Mind if I join you?” he asked, his English accent clear as day, as my heart skipped a beat. “

Sure, I guess,” I replied like the fool I felt I was. I literally held my breath as he sat down beside me and I only exhaled when I saw him. He was so very handsome, it almost took my breath away. With his dark green eyes, unruly hair and defined features, I daresay he is the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. 

“I’m Bella.” 

“I know,” he replied cryptically. “We have Global Communications together.” I’m taken aback at how I could have missed him in a class with me but then I remembered how the class has over 100 students and is held in a huge lecture hall. It’s easy to understand how we could have missed each other. Except he didn’t miss me, did he? 

“Are you a third year too?” 

“No, but when I transferred I needed a few extra courses to be able to graduate in the spring. I’m technically in my fourth year.” 

“Oh.” 

“I’m Edward Masen,” he declared firmly and I smile as his accent rolls the ‘r’ in his name, which caused him to blush. He’s adorable, even though he’s a little stiff, but he’s British, so I wouldn’t hold that against him. 

“So Edward Masen, why are you sitting out here on the porch with me while there is a wild party going on inside?” I asked, curious as to why I have a visitor all of a sudden. Not that I was complaining. He was definitely better than Alice gushing over the new guy or Emmett pressuring me to enjoy myself. 

“College parties aren’t really my scene, I suppose.” 

“You’re a boy of college age, who attends the UDub, but parties aren’t your scene? Are you feeling aright?” 

“Never better."

Lack of Color Chapter 8 Teaser

“I have something planned for us today,” he stated as I watched him shove some food into his freezer without care.

“Is it another painting? Do you need me to get undressed?”

“As much as I might regret this, no…your clothes should stay on.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” I asked with a laugh as I watched Edward put away some bottles of paint and other supplies, before he came towards me, a grin covering his face.

“I know…I’ve been kicking myself for making this decision too.” Edward held up his hands and made the motion like he was weighing something before stating, “Nude Bella or Date with Bella”, over and over again. It appeared that ‘Date with Bella’ was the clear winner.

“So, we’re going on a date, huh?”

“That is the next logical step, right?” Edward asked, clearly unsure of himself. To be honest, I wasn’t sure what the next step in our switch from friendship to more should be either. I’d never gone from being a nude model to…whatever it was Edward and I were doing. However, I guess a date was as good of a start as anything.

“It’s perfect,” I replied with a soft kiss to his cheek as Edward grabbed my hand in his and then pulled me up from the couch.

“Good…now I hope those are comfortable shoes, cause we will be walking a bit.” I glanced down at my footwear and determined that I would be fine as Edward led us from his apartment and back down to his car. 

** Hoping to post on Wednesday :) **

Lack of Color Chapter 4 Teaser

A little BPOV from the past shall we:

With my bag over my shoulder and an unsettled stomach, I pressed the button for
his loft and waited anxiously. Within seconds the thick steel door flew open and
there stood Edward, paint splattered and completely adorable.

“You are on time,” he breathed out slowly, clearly trying to catch his breath.

“I always like to be prompt,” I replied, my stomach tumbling again as I followed him
through the door and we took the service elevator up to his space. He leaned against
the steel grate surrounding us and I couldn’t help but notice his eyes surveying me. I
felt uncomfortable. “Is everything alright?”

“Just fine,” Edward said as he roughly pushed the old elevator door open and then
we stepped into his loft. “I hope I didn’t make you feel odd. I was just trying to
decide how best to pose you for today’s session and was trying to survey you.”

“So, we are jumping right into it, huh?”

“Well...yeah. Is that okay?”

“Of course. That’s why I’m here, after all.”

I set my bag down on the couch and then I tensed. What the hell was I supposed
to do next? I didn’t want to stop and strip right where I stood because that hadn’t
exactly gone over well the last time I was here, but when I looked at Edward, he was
just leaning against his kitchen island with a grin on his face.

“I’ve set up a changing area behind the screen over there for you,” he explained as he
pointed to a lovely Japanese style tri-fold screen on the far side of the room. “There’s
also a robe for you. Get undressed and put on the robe, then come back to me. I’m

going to get everything ready to go.”

I nodded slowly and followed his instructions to the tee. I needed the money and
this would probably be the easiest money I would earn in a very long time. After all,
it’s not like it took a great deal of effort to sit still, right?

As I started to undress, I noticed a small chair with a silken robe sitting on top of
it. Edward had done his work to try and make me feel comfortable, but once I was
nude and reached for the robe, I noticed it was indecently short. I mean, one bend at
the waist and he would see everything.

Oh, for Christ’s sake Bella, he’s painting you in the nude. He’s gonna see everything
anyways.

Lack of Color Chapter 3 - Teaser

As children, Peter was literally the bane of my existence. Thankfully, we didn’t spend too much time together but when we did I was always eager to get it over with as soon as possible, and Emmett agreed with me.

For as long as I could remember, Peter was always the most competitive and conceited
person I had ever met. If we were playing a board game, he would always make up rules so that he would win or if we were watching TV, we would always have to watch what he wanted to watch. My mother was always telling us to behave because he was usually our guest and we had to bend to Peter’s way. It sucked, because Peter was always smug as fuck whenever Emmett and I had to give up whatever it was that we wanted. Even now, Peter looked over confident and I wanted to punch him, though I had never thrown a punch in my life.

“Why don’t you give me your details and I can email you our information and what we are looking for, our price range etc… and we can go from there?”

“Wonderful idea, Peter,” my mother gushed, as our appetizers and salads were served and I noticed Bella take a long sip from her wine. Her silence was seriously disconcerting to me. “So, Bella… what is it that you do?”

“Bella used to be a legal assistant at my firm,” Peter chimed in as my mother’s eyes flitted between Bella and Peter, her concern mirroring my own. A legal assistant? What the fuck happened to her poetry?

* There ya go, a little teaser from the next chapter I hope to post this weekend. For those wondering, Sea Change, a story I had teased earlier on the blog, is in fact this story with a new name. I was undecided. The banner was made by the lovely & talented Heather Dawn. She rocks!*

Finding Bree Tanner Chapter 27 Teaser

Only 2 chapters left after this one. Enjoy the teaser.

It was overwhelming how quickly the next few weeks passed by. I worked in the morning at my father’s firm, getting together documents and client information for the sale. In the afternoon’s, I hightailed it to Port Angeles to help the girls work on the store that we had officially leased. I would keep track of all of the receipts for everything that Rosalie or Bella had bought, and we even had a small desk and laptop set up in the back to do our accounting on. The girls were remarkably organized and Rosalie’s attitude only came out once in a while if there was something that was running late or someone was giving her the run around. It was great to see how fast things were coming together. The girls were confident that we could manage an October opening date and I was beginning to see the light; things would be alright.

Once we would finish in the store for the day, Bella and I would climb the stairs to the apartment and we would work on painting the apartment and getting it all ready to move in. We had negotiated a deal with the owner to get two months free if we painted the space and did small renovations ourselves. On the weekends, we slowly began to move our things in and sure enough, it was beginning to look like a real home.

The only downfall was that our bed was in Forks and when we finally got home each night, it was usually to find Rose and Emmett doing something extremely nasty somewhere in the house, like the laundry room or kitchen counter. I won’t even mention what we found a week earlier under the dining room table.

Pic Tease for Chapter 7 of Coming On Easy