Hot Bubblegum by SoapyMayhem
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Chapter 44
*~Bella
Swan~*
It seemed that going down on Edward had been the perfect tension breaker
to get us both smiling and laughing, comfortable - like before.
Before we fucked each others brains out that first night, before Edward
knew the truth about me.
But now that he knew, and still wanted to hang out and be with me, I was
thrilled beyond belief that we could get back to that easy conversation.
I still had to wonder if Edward truly understood what he was getting
himself into with me though. He said he wanted to take me on a date, but did he
realize how few options we'd have?
Until I was no longer a person of interest to the media, Edward would
have no privacy. Paps would be constantly up his ass following him home from
the shop, turning friendships with people like his cousin Rose into some kind
of torrid sex affair, or me meeting with a guy friend - if I had any - into a
story that I've turned to another man to escape my gold digging boyfriend.
The fact that Edward wasn't famous or rich would certainly have people
talking.
A part of me entertained the idea that Edward might only want to be with
me because of the fame or money, but the way we met, him not recognizing me at
least told me he was attracted to me, so I felt less inclined to believe that
he would take advantage.
Maybe I was naive, but I felt like he was someone I could genuinely
trust.
Those warning bells that always went off with other boys I dated were
absent when I thought of being with Edward.
I was most definitely willing to give him a chance.
Our compatibility and sexual chemistry could not be denied and I wanted
nothing more than to explore that aspect a bit further.
"So... about that date?" I asked wincing slightly as the
needle pulsed against my back.
"What about it?" he replied, distractedly, his careful focus
aimed at making my ink look perfect.
"I was just curious. I guess I was wondering what you had in
mind," I replied, my voice laced with a thread of unease.
He remained silent for a moment, as if contemplating, "I've got
some ideas," he replied cryptically.
I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't want him to have to go out of his
way to keep me hidden from the public eye. The last thing I wanted was for
Edward to get treated like some kind of sideshow freak because he was with me.
I wanted us to be normal.
"Don't worry though, you won't be bothered where we're going,"
he added as if he'd been reading my mind somehow.
"Thank you," I whispered, wishing I could give him a kiss or
squeeze his hand, so he knew how much I appreciated his thoughtfulness.
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