After I got ready it was 6:56, i decided to try to shove something down real quick before Edward got here. I got up from the couch and went into the kitchen. I put two pop-tarts in the toaster and grabbed a plate out of the cabinet and set it in front of the toaster. I wasn't really paying attention to the time so when there was a faint knock on the front door I about jumped out of my skin.
I scolded myself for jumping and went to get the door. I opened it and was greeted be Edwards god-like face and body. He wasted no time crossing the thresh-hold and pulling me into his arms. He pulled my face up to look at him then leaned down to meet my lips. The kiss started out slow but quickly intensified.
His fingers knotted in my hair. I brought my own hands up to get fist-fulls of his hair and pulled his body closer so we were touching. One of his hands traveled down my left side and pushed my shirt up slightly. I gasped as his cold hands touched my new exposed skin. He didn't stop this time though as I expected him too. He had never touched any part of me that wasn't my face, arms, neck, caller-bone, or hands. I like the feeling of them down lower, and I suddenly wanted to know what they would feel like even lower.
"Edward." I breathed his name. Suddenly we were on the couch and he was on top of me. Hand pushed my shirt up even higher, to the point if he went any higher he would expose my bra. His hands roamed all over my exposed skin.
I moved my hands down his back and to the front of his shirt so I could reach the buttons on his shirt. When I started unbuttoning him he suddenly froze, as if he just realized how far he'd gone. I sighed with sadness as he pulled back from me.
"Bella I'm sorry but we can't." He whispered. I sighed louder. As I put my hands on his chest and pushed I spoke.
"I know. You love so you don't want to hurt me . . . latter when I'm less breakable . . . . . blah blah blah!" i screamed and went into the kitchen.
"Come on Bella please don't be like that." He said as he followed me. I growled. This seamed to amuse him because he laughed.
I twirled around to face him, my face growing harder. "Edward I-I . . . Ugh!" I screamed in frustration and walked over to the toaster. As I glanced at the clock I realized it was a lot later then I thought it was. It was now like 10:20, I suddenly realized how tired I was and how UNhungery I was. I sighed and took the pop-tarts out of the toaster and tossed them on the plastic plate and walked out of the kitchen deciding just to go to bed.