A/N Here comes the crazy! Have fun!
Sideline Collision Chapter 17
"Are you sure we can't just spend the night at my place?" I asked, stopping the car outside her apartment building. I really didn't want to deal with Blondie or Shorty tonight. It had been a long fucking day of interviews and travel and I really just wanted to chill with my girl for awhile instead of dealing with people.
"Yes, I'm sure," she replied, pushing her door open before I went around and opened it for her.
"Damn it, Reed Girl, I was going to do that," I complained when I got out of the car. I grabbed our bags from the trunk while she laughed at me. She was always fucking laughing at me. I was going to get a complex soon. "What?"
"You're grumpy," she observed.
I glared at her. "I'm grumpy because I'm trying to be a fucking gentleman and you won't let me," I complained.
She pushed me against the car and planted a hard, hot kiss on my lips. Well then. I dropped the bags and grabbed her ass, making her giggle as she pulled away from me. "Maybe I don't want you to be a fucking gentleman."
I grinned at her because she was awesome. "As long as you let me have the fucking, I'll happily lose the gentleman."
She giggled and kissed me again before grabbing her own bag. Jeez, she wasn't kidding about the gentleman thing. "I could be less of a gentleman back in the privacy of my room than here," I pointed out hopefully.
Reed Girl shook her head as we got in the elevator. "I haven't seen Rainbow in a couple of days and it's been even longer since she's seen you." Alright, maybe it had been awhile since I'd seen her but surely that was no big thing. She was just a fucking kitten. She probably didn't notice or care as long as someone fed her and played with her now and then.
I knew better than to argue with girl logic when it came to shit like that, though, so I said nothing as she opened the door. "We're home!" she called and damned if Rainbow didn't come flying out of nowhere to rub against my shoe. She was crying and carrying on and Reed Girl shot me a look so I dropped my bag and scooped the crazy kitten up.
"I told you," she said as Rainbow purred so hard it felt like I had a fucking vibrator in my hand.
"You're weird," I told her for the billionth fucking time. She didn't care, though. She struggled in my hand so I sighed and plopped her on my shoulder. Sure enough, she headbutted me a few times before curling into my neck. "What is with this thing, seriously?"
"She loves you," Reed Girl said with a smile. "I have no idea why."
I laughed and pinched her ass. "Sure you do. You love me too, after all." It was getting easier to say that shit, especially when it made her whole face light up.
"Yeah, but I probably got a contact high from Jasper or something," she murmured. I tickled her and she started shrieking with laughter. I tried to steer her into her room before…
"Well, howdy there," a male voice drawled. Damn it. I looked up and there was Jasper standing in the hallway wearing…what the fuck?
"Why are you wearing a cowboy hat and boots and not much else?" He had on boxers with some cartoon character on them. Was that Shaggy from Scooby Doo? That was really fitting, if so.
"I'm embracing my southern roots," he drawled in a horrible southern accent.
Southern roots? "You're from Miami, fucker."
"Can't get much more southern than that, can you?" he asked before doing some ridiculous shuffling dance.
Reed Girl was laughing her ass off as she threw her bag into her room. "How are you, Jasper?"
He grinned and strolled into the living room. "I'm good, Reed. How are you? I saw you on TV."
"Did you?" she asked. "I'm good, thanks."
"You looked good. You, too," he told me before he struck some ridiculous pose, one leg in the air, his arms flailing as he fell on his ass.
"What in the hell are you doing?" I demanded, just as Shorty came out of her room. She was wearing my fucking jersey for some reason.
"He's doing the Heisman," she said, giggling madly. "He can't keep his balance in the boots. I gave them to him as a present. It's the first time he's worn them."
I exchanged glances with Reed Girl. "Um, Alice, are you okay? Why are you wearing Edward's jersey?"
"Right as rain, Belly." Belly? Hell to the fuck no. She giggled and sat on the floor where Jasper was still sprawled. "I was a little tense about my test and Jaspy gave me something special to calm me down."
Great. "Shorty, you're letting him turn you into a druggie?" I demanded.
"Hey, man, she needed to chill a bit so I hooked her up. She just had a little. No big," Jasper muttered. "She feels good now, don't you, wife?" He stroked her thigh and I started to get a little worried they were going to forget we were standing here.
"So good, Jaspy."
"That doesn't explain why she's wearing Edward's jersey," Reed Girl commented. "Did you get that from my room?"
"Nah, I got it from his," Jasper said, pointing at me, I assumed, although he was off by about ten feet. "I missed my best friend so I wore that to be close to him. Ali stole it when I took it off."
Gross. Weird and fucked up and gross. It was hot when Reed Girl wore my shit but it was all sorts of wrong when Jasper did. "Stay the fuck out of my room," I ordered, which only made him laugh. "How in the hell do you get in there anyway?"
"I have my ways," he replied mysteriously. "How was the apple?"
Apple? "What apple?" I asked. Did he eat fruit in my room? Was I going to find a bunch of rotting fruit when I got home? I was going to kick his fucking ass.
"The big one," he replied. "Big, shiny apple."
"I think he means New York," Reed Girl deciphered. She was staring at Jasper like he was some kind of science experiment gone awry. I couldn't blame her.
"Yes! Big, shiny apple award. Where is it?" he asked, looking around. He tried to stand but the ridiculous boots slipped on the tile and he fell again, landing on top of Shorty who just kept laughing.
"The Heisman? My parents took it. I wasn't bringing it here." Was he fucking pouting? It looked like he was.
"I wanted to play with it," he muttered.
"It weighs twenty-five pounds. The only thing it'd be good for would be braining you, which wouldn't do any good as you have no brains left anyway," I told him.
"No brains? You better go see the wizard, Jaspy." Both of them started laughing like loons and I looked at Reed Girl who was giggling. What the fuck?
"Wizard of Oz reference, I think," she clarified.
"She won't do that for me," Jasper said suddenly, pointing randomly again.
"Who won't do what for you?" Reed Girl asked. Even Shorty, who apparently knew the way his ridiculous mind worked, seemed clueless.
"You know, sit on me."
Jeez. "I don't want to hear about your sex problems," I told him.
He stared at me blankly. "She scratched me."
"Again, I have zero interest in your sex life. Can we go to bed?" I asked Reed Girl.
"Not wife! Rainbow!"'
"What the fuck are you talking about? What did you do to Rainbow?" I was going to kick his ass from here to his fucking southern home in Miami if he hurt her.
"Nothing! She won't sit on me! Scratches, see?" he pointed at his shoulder.
Oh. I got it. "She wouldn't sit on your shoulder?" Good for Rainbow. I petted her and she purred harder again.
"Yeah," he pouted. "No fair. Mine won't either, not even when we smoke up."
Wait a fucking minute. "Did you try to drug this cat?" I demanded.
"No, she's mean." She was not mean. Rainbow fucking rocked compared to his stupid cats. "She won't come in the room with us." Good for her.
"She has taste," I informed him.
"She scratched me," he whined again, holding out his finger for some odd reason. Shorty leaned over and kissed it. "Thank you, wife. Where's the shiny apple?" he asked again.
Fuck this noise. I wasn't dealing with his drug induced babble. "Jasper, we have practice in two days. If you're high, I'm going to tell coach and get you kicked off the team."
"Hey!" he cried. "Don't do an intention on me. I don't have a problem."
"Intention?" What the fuck was he talking about?
"Intervention, I think," Reed Girl translated.
"Thanks, baby. It's not an intervention or an intention. It's an order. And Shorty, I expected better of you. You're supposed to be influencing him, not the other way around."
"It's a really major test," she whined. Reed Girl walked over to her and pulled her to her feet.
"You'll ace it just like you always do, Al. Now go sleep it off." She tried to help Jasper up but he refused. "A little help, please?" she asked me.
Fine. I held out a hand which Jasper immediately took, which was really fucking weird if you asked me. Did he have a crush on me or something, wearing my fucking jersey while I was gone and shit? I yanked him to his feet and he crashed into me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "What the fuck?" I yelled, trying to push him off, but the fucker had a good grip. Rainbow hissed at his stupid ass, which would have been funny had I not been worried about claws.
"Glad you won, friend!" he said. He released me, thank fucking God and patted my cheek. Rainbow swiped at him but missed, which was really too fucking bad. "Where's the shiny?"
Oh Christ. "I told you, my parents have it. You'd probably break into my room and trade it for some weed and buttons or something ridiculous."
"Benjamin," he said nodding.
What the fuck? "I'm not giving you money." He started laughing again and I pushed him toward Shorty. "Go to bed."
"I don't want to. I want to talk about the apple. Who did you see?"
"We're not going to talk about the apple. You know who misses you?" I asked, inspiration striking.
Not in this lifetime. "Bob."
He gasped. "Pretty wife, where's Bob?"
"My room," she answered, rubbing at her red eyes.
"Bye. Glad you won the apple!" he shouted, before heading toward her room, sliding along the way in his stupid boots.
"Me too," Shorty told us before disappearing after him.
I shot Reed Girl a look and she laughed and took my hand. "We should go to bed, too."
"We should find you new roommates."
She giggled. "Mine weren't so bad, until they started hanging out with your best friend and brother." She shut the door and I collapsed on the bed. Rainbow head butted me again but didn't get down.
Best friend my fucking ass. "Jasper might molest her or something," I told Reed Girl. I didn't trust him with my cat. Her cat. Our cat. Whatever the fuck she was. Damn it, why did I care?
Reed Girl laughed and sat down next to me. She gave Rainbow a kiss. "He's not going to hurt you, is he? You'd kick his ass," she crooned. She held out her hand and Rainbow batted at her fingers. "Daddy will protect you."
Daddy? I stared at her in horror and she collapsed on the bed in a fit of giggles. "That's not fucking funny, Reed Girl."
"I think it is," she managed when she calmed down. "You're being all protective and Dad-like about her."
I was not. That was fucked up. "I'm not going to be able to get it up if you mention shit like that," I complained. Reed Girl laughed and stood, smiling at me as she whipped off her shirt. Well, maybe I could.
"That's okay, I'm tired anyway."
"Bella," I whined, making her laugh harder.
"It's not like we haven't had sex already today."
"That was hours ago. We've traveled half the country in that time."
Reed Girl smirked as she wiggled out of her jeans. "We need to work on your geography skills."
"I'm great with geography. I know just what spots on your body will make you scream, what path to travel with my tongue to make you moan and just where to explore to make you come."
"Holy shit. You're like a sexual savant, aren't you?" she asked. "You can just whip those out at the drop of a hat."
I grinned at her. "I can whip something else out at the drop of your bra, if you'd be so kind."
She snickered and reached behind her. "You do know you're going to have to remove your other girl if we do this."
I glanced over at Rainbow, who was eying me as if she knew she was about to be ousted. "Go without a complaint and you can sleep across my neck tonight," I promised her.
Reed Girl laughed her ass off. "You're still trying to bargain with a kitten."
"So?" My girl was wearing nothing but panties now and I was salivating to touch her.
"So, she's just going to do what she wants and she sleeps across your neck every night," she reminded me patiently.
"But I won't bitch about it or try to move her," I pointed out.
"You lie," she said with a giggle, but she came over and gently pried Rainbow off my shoulder. She cried out and Reed Girl handed her to me. "You put her out. I'm not doing it. I already feel like a bad mom for kicking her out after we just got back."
I held Rainbow in front of me and looked her in the eye. "Listen, Rainbow. I'll make a deal with you. If you go quietly and behave, I'll take you home with me tomorrow." I glanced at Reed Girl. "You work, right?" She nodded. "There you go, then. Just you and me, together. Your dream come true according to some people." Reed Girl giggled. Rainbow let out a pitiful cry. "I'm taking that as agreement."
I hurried over to the door and opened it and set her down outside, closing it before she could scoot back inside. She started meowing immediately. "Our agreement will be null and void if you don't quiet down. I'll hurry, I promise."
Reed Girl laughed and I turned and saw her sprawled across her bed, naked. I kicked off my shoes and whipped off my shirt. "You know, it's not remotely sexy that you're promising the cat you'll hurry up and do me."
She had a point so I grinned at her as I undid my jeans and pulled them off. "Yeah, but you said you were tired, so I'm just being considerate."
"Considerate my ass," she snorted.
"I consider your ass all the time. It's on my mind ninety percent of the day."
She shook her head and crooked a finger at me. "Shut up and come do me so our cat can get her way."
"Taking care of two pussies in one shot. That'll be a first for me," I joked as I crawled over her.
She gripped my cock and I groaned. "You better focus on just one right now, Cullen."
"I promise that I am, baby." I rubbed against her and she released me. I slipped inside her and we both moaned. "My favorite pussy, right here."
"Show me," she challenged. So I did, fucking her hard and fast and making her come in near record time. I followed quickly.
Reed Girl smacked my ass when we recovered. "Now go let her in." A promise was a promise. I got up and pulled on my boxers. Rainbow streaked in the second I opened the door, yelling as she hopped on the bed. Reed Girl pulled on my shirt and got under the covers. I climbed in next to her and Rainbow immediately draped herself across my neck. Bella chuckled and stroked her head.
"This feels weird." Rainbow's purr vibrated on my neck.
"You promised not to complain," Reed Girl reminded me, laying her head on my chest.
"As you pointed out, I'm a liar."
She bit my chest lightly. "Behave or we'll both sink our claws into you."
"Alright, alright." This was actually pretty nice. I could get used to it. "Goodnight, Reed Girl."
She giggled and raised her head, kissing me softly. "Goodnight, Edward. I love you."
Fuck, would I ever tire of the way hearing that made me feel? "I love you, too." She settled back against me and I closed my eyes. I had a girl I loved and a cat, two things I never really thought I'd have but I was enjoying the hell out of it. Life was fucking crazy.
The knock on my bedroom door had me scrambling. "Hide!" I hissed to Rainbow, who just stared at me like I'd asked her to do my fucking econ homework. I picked her up and started to stash her in the bathroom when the door opened.
"Hey, man, did you…kitty!" Jasper shrieked.
Jesus fucking Christ. "Close the door and shut the hell up. What's wrong with you? Do you think I want everybody knowing there's a fucking kitten in my room?" I'd never hear the end of that shit. It was one thing to have her over if Reed Girl was here. They'd think I was whipped as fuck but it would be a lot less awkward than seeing her here with me on our own. It wasn't like she was mine, exactly. I was just taking care of her temporarily. A deal was a deal, even if it was made with a cat.
"Who cares?" Jasper reached for Rainbow and she hissed and raced up my arm, plopping on my shoulder and giving him the evil eye.
"What the fuck did you do to her, anyway?" I asked. God only knew what his unholy attachment to Bob the bear translated to for real animals.
He screwed up his face as he threw himself on my bed. Fucker. "I think I tried to paint her toenails? I did Ali's and our cats are boys so I think I decided to make her pretty."
Christ. "Stay the fuck away from her." Rainbow obviously agreed with me, as I got a headbutt from her right after I said that.
"No problem. I'm covered in scratches. That shit hurts."
I rolled my eyes and sat at my desk chair, because I was not sharing my bed with that fucker. "Perhaps if you wore some fucking clothes now and then, you wouldn't get scratched."
Jasper smiled lazily. "It's a lot more fun to wear nothing at all."
"In that case, why the fuck did you steal my jersey?"
"I needed to wear it for the Heisman ceremony I think? I don't know, man, I get confused."
"You get baked, moron. Are you actually sober right now?"
"Yeah, Ali reamed my ass because she felt like shit this morning and she said it's my fault." He scrubbed at his face. "She won't let me come over tonight."
I snickered. "That's what you get for drugging your girlfriend."
"She wanted them! Well, not at first, maybe. Fuck, I don't know. All I know is I'm in trouble. I sent her some flowers but she hasn't called me to say anything yet."
Fuckhead. "Are flowers the typical go to gift after you get your girl high?" I asked.
"I don't know. They're actually for our anniversary tomorrow."
Seriously? "You've known her for like three weeks. You're already celebrating anniversaries?" I demanded. Fuck. Was I supposed to be doing shit like that? I'd said the fucking L word, so that should be enough.
"Yeah, man, girls like that shit. I made her a card for our two week and she went nuts."
Oh hell no. "Made it? Like with paper and pens and shit?"
He grinned. "And glitter. Girls love glitter." Jesus Christ. "I wrote her a poem, too." He sat up and held his hand over his heart. "Roses are red and weed is green. I am your Jaspy and you are my queen." He looked all proud of himself for that shit. "She ate it up, man."
Did Reed Girl expect shit like that? I was drawing the fucking line at glitter and poems. Flowers I could fucking do. Jewelry, sure. Slutty clothes, absofuckinglutely. But I was not, under any circumstances, writing her a poem with glitter. If that ever fucking happened, I would be forced to kill myself. End of story.
I felt sick again. This love shit was complicated. Was I fucking up already because I hadn't given her anything since our date? I had the bracelet ready to go but that was for Christmas. Fuck. No. Reed Girl was cooler than all the rest of the girls out there. She didn't need to be bought and bribed and shit.
"What else have you given her?" I asked, just because I was curious, not because I was worried or any fucking thing.
"The kittens, Bob, flowers a few times, my favorite shirt, a mixed CD, candy, my phone," he babbled while I stared at him in horror. All those fucking things?
"Why in the hell did you give her your phone?"
"Well, I didn't give it to her, really, but I let her go through it and delete all chicks from it except my mom and my grandma."
Holy shit. "Did you do that while you were high?"
He shrugged and opened my nightstand, taking out one of my Snickers. "Probably. Who knows? Doesn't matter. She's the only girl I want to talk to anyway."
Well, yeah, but still. That was some fucked up shit. I couldn't wrap my head around it. "Make yourself at home, why don't you?"
He grinned and opened the candy. "Thanks. Your room is way cooler than mine."
I shook my head. "You'll have this room, someday, if you're actually fit to take over my team."
Jasper waved a hand. "It's in the bag, baby."
"First, don't ever call me baby. Ever. I'm getting a bit worried about your fucking familiarity with my room and my clothes. If I ever wake up and find you standing over me, I will kill you." He just rolled his eyes and chowed on my candy, completely unconcerned. "Second, you've got one more year to get your shit together or whoever comes after you is going to win the job and you'll be a permanent backup. Do you want that?"
"Look, I figure I've got two years to fuck off. One and half down, half to go. Next season, I'll get serious. It's not like I'm unseating you anyway, so why not have a little fun while I'm waiting? I'm not hurting anyone."
"Except Shorty. And my cat." I held my hand up and Rainbow rubbed her head against it, purring.
"Ali's fine. She'll forgive me. She loves me. And I didn't hurt your cat. She's just psycho."
"She is not," I defended her. "She's got discriminating tastes, unlike some people."
"She's not a people," he told me, which was fucking true if wrong verbally.
"She's got a bigger brain than you do."
"Whatever. Where's Emmett?"
"He's home, packing his shit. He's moving here so he can win Blondie back."
"Good. It's pretty cool, all of us hooked up with roommates like that."
Says him. It would be a lot fucking cooler if he was nowhere near the places I needed to be. "It's something, alright."
"So what are you giving Bella for Christmas?" he asked.
I was happy that I actually had an answer to that fucking question. "I got her a bracelet in New York with charms and shit. You?"
He frowned. "I don't know yet. It's our first Christmas so it has to be good."
"I'm surprised you're not buying her a wedding dress or some fucking thing."
He laughed. "She's got that all picked out." Jesus Christ. Did girls really do that shit? Did Reed Girl? Fuck, I was going to be sick. "She has the ring picked out, too. It'll make it easy when the time comes."
I had a flash of all those shiny rings in the display case at Tiffany's. Horror washed over me. "Fuck, do all girls do that?"
Jasper shrugged. "Ali does. It's cool, man. I don't have to worry about that shit. She'll tell me when it's time to propose and I'll get the ring and do it. No muss, no fuss. It's awesome to have a girl who knows what she wants."
Reed Girl knew what she wanted. She wanted me and set out to get me, didn't she? She turned me all around and made me love her and now I was talking about wedding rings. Fuck this noise, too. I needed to get out of here. I needed to go see her and see if she was secretly plotting our fucking wedding. I loved her, but that shit was not happening.
I picked Rainbow off my shoulder and put her down. She sent me a look and trotted over to her litter box that I'd stashed in the corner. "I've gotta go, which means you've gotta go. You're not allowed in here when I'm not around, particularly when the cat's here."
Jasper sighed but got off my bed. "Fine. I'm going to go call Ali."
"Good luck with that." He strode out and I grabbed my keys. I was going to see Reed Girl and nip this poem and wedding shit in the bud.
She was sitting at the reference desk, her gaze down as she read. There was a little smile on her face and I stopped and watched her from across the room. Her lips moved as she either read something out loud or just mouthed the words. She smiled and shook her head before turning the page. The knots that had been in my stomach with all of Jasper's crazy talk loosened just from looking at her. She was so fucking beautiful.
While I stood there, some guy walked up to her and she nodded and answered his question, still smiling. The guy was pretty tall and he grinned at her and said something which made the smile fade. My eyes narrowed as he reached out took her book from her, flipping it over to see what she was reading before handing it back. When he handed it back to her, his hand touched hers and I saw red.
Before I knew what I was doing, I strode across the library. "No, thanks," she was telling him.
"You must get off soon. Come on, beautiful. It'll be a blast."
"I have plans with my boyfriend," she told him coldly. I mentally applauded her.
"What he doesn't know…" he started.
"Will hurt you," I finished, hipchecking him the fuck out of my way as I stood in front of my girl. He was nearly my height but I had about thirty pounds of muscle on him.
Bella's eyes widened and her cheeks flushed. "Edward, hi. What are you doing here?"
"I came to surprise you, baby," I responded, touching her cheek before turning to the fucker that thought he could touch her. "Do you have someplace to be? Where was it you were inviting my girlfriend?" I asked.
"Uh, I guess I do. If you change your mind, uh, never mind," he stopped when he saw the expression on my face. "Bye." He took off, which was a good fucking thing. I'd probably get banned from the library if I beat the shit out of him in the periodicals section. But damn would it be fun.
Fucking hell. She needed to quit this fucking job pronto. "Do you get hit on here often?" I asked, turning back to my girl.
She bit her lip and shrugged. "It happens now and then. Nothing I can't handle."
Well, maybe I was the one that couldn't handle it. "I don't fucking like it."
She laughed and closed her book. "Well, I don't fucking like that every female within five feet of you starts ovulating but I deal with it. So will you."
Fuck. She had a point, which really fucking sucked. "I should have hit him."
She shook her head. "No, you shouldn't have. I don't need to lose my job because my boyfriend went all caveman over a guy asking me out."
"He touched you, too," I reminded her, touching her hand where he had. "That's not allowed."
Reed Girl turned her hand over and squeezed mine. "It was harmless and I was handling it. You know I'm not interested in anyone else."
Yeah, I fucking knew, but it churned me all up when I saw someone touching her. So fucking sue me. "I know."
"Well, then. What are you doing here?"
I shrugged. "Jasper was in my room yapping and driving me nuts and I just had to get away. I wanted to come see you. Is that okay?"
She smiled. "Of course it's okay. I'm glad you're here. Is he still in trouble with Alice?"
Who the fuck knew? "Probably. He said she hadn't called him yet and he sent her flowers."
Reed Girl giggled. "Yeah, I saw those before I left for work. Are those because he's in trouble or because it's their three week anniversary?"
Oh fuck. My heart fell. She wanted that shit, didn't she? "Uh, the anniversary, I think. Do you want that?"
"Huh? Do I want what?" she asked
I was sweating. Jeez. "You know, flowers and shit."
Reed Girl tilted her head and eyed me. "Why? What did you do?"
Crap. "Do? I didn't do anything! Isn't that the problem?" Shit, I should have called my fucking dad about this before I came to see her. Maybe I'd fucked up this relationship stuff already.
"I don't know what the problem is," she said slowly. "Why don't you tell me?"
Christ. I massaged my aching head. This love shit was fucked up. Why did people do it? I knew I should have turned it off when I was away from her. "I didn't give you flowers or stupid poems about weed for our one week anniversary. Am I supposed to? Are you pissed that I didn't?"
Reed Girl stared at me for a full minute before throwing back her head and laughing. Great, she was fucking laughing at me yet again. I should be used to this shit by now, I suppose, but it still fucking sucked. At least she didn't appear to be pissed, though maybe that was coming. Girls changed moods as often as they changed fucking shoes, which from what I could tell was a whole fucking lot.
"I take it you're not pissed?" I asked, though I was starting to get pissed since she was laughing like a loon in the middle of the fucking library. And she was worried about me making her lose her job? This was all fucking her.
She shook her head and wiped tears from her eyes. "No. Why would you think that I wanted that?"
How the hell did I know? Jasper got me all freaked out about poems and glitter and presents and weddings. It was his fucking fault. "Because Shorty likes it and you're her friend. I didn't know if I fucked up by not giving you a present on Saturday." I stuffed my hands in my pockets. "I had one for you, but it's supposed to be for Christmas."
Reed Girl stood and came around the desk. She glanced around before she stood on her tiptoes and gave me a kiss. Well, that was more fucking like it. "Edward, you told me you loved me on Saturday. That's the best present you could ever give me." Well, how about that fucking shit? I got something right and I hadn't even meant to.
"Yeah?" I asked, reaching for her but she dodged out of my way.
"Yeah. And I'm not Alice and I don't expect you to buy me things. Do you know what I want from you, Edward?"
This was dangerous fucking territory. Wedding bells echoed in my head. "What?" I asked nervously, running a hand through my hair.
"Exactly what you've given me. Spending time with me, being faithful, making me laugh and giving me mind-blowing orgasms." I grinned at her. Why had I been worried? My girl was fucking awesome and better than every other girl in the entire world. I don't know why I forgot that. Jasper and his stupid fucking glitter, sending me into scary mental places. That asshole.
"I can give you that, so long as there's no glitter involved."
"What?" she asked laughing. "Why would there be glitter involved?"
I shook my head. "Nothing. Jasper gave Alice some stupid card with glitter and a poem. It freaked me the fuck out."
Reed Girl laughed so hard I was afraid she was going to fall down. "Shhh, we're in a library, young lady," I scolded, which only made her laugh harder. She was so fucking cute.
"You're not going to write me a poem?" she asked, when she could finally speak again.
I smirked. "No, absolutely not."
"What about a dirty poem?" she asked, pouting a little.
Well now, there was a fucking idea. I could top Jasper's stupid weed thing for sure. "Roses are red, your eyes are brown, I like it best when you open your mouth and go down?" I suggested.
She was back to laughing. She was going to get fired if we weren't careful. I steered her over into the stacks so at least the whole library couldn't see her losing her shit. "You, oh my God!" she gasped, trying to get air. I rubbed her back and held on to her in case she was going to fall over from all the laughter.
"Sexual savant, I knew it," she said, shaking her head when she calmed down. "I love your poetry, Edward, really I do." She kissed me again and this time I pushed her against the shelf and kissed her back, hard. She moaned and rubbed herself against me.
"Fuck, baby, let me have you," I begged, suddenly desperate to be inside her.
"I can't. I could get fired," she protested, though she wasn't really protesting, seeing as her hand was rubbing my cock through my jeans.
"Get fired. I'll get you a job with the athletic department," I promised. What? I could and it would get her the fuck out of this library with all its horny patrons. "Come on, I'll help you stack some books somewhere. Somewhere private." She was wearing a skirt; it would be so fucking easy.
Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were swollen and her breathing was heavy. "Meet me in the dead languages section, on the third floor," she told me. Hell to the fucking yes.
"Why do I have to meet you?"
"So I can go back to the desk for a few minutes and look like I'm not going to fuck my boyfriend in the stacks."
Oh right, that made sense. "Okay." I kissed her and walked away, trying to look like I was leaving the library before I ducked upstairs. Dead languages. Well, they're about to wake the fuck up if I have my say. I found them and moved to the very back. It was dead up here. Thank God.
It took her forever to get to me. Okay, maybe five minutes, but it felt like forever. The sexy look on her face had me salivating before she even finished walking down the aisle. "Sorry, I had to…" I cut her off with a kiss and pressed her against the wall. She moaned and kissed me back, reaching between us to unzip my pants. Hell fucking yes. I reached under her skirt and found, hello, bare skin.
"Baby, you don't wear underwear to work?" I asked. I wasn't sure if that was hot as fuck or if it pissed me off. A little bit of both, actually.
Reed Girl laughed and freed me from my jeans. "Keep your voice down. I stopped to take them off. That's what took me a few more minutes."
I grinned and lifted her, pushing her against the wall. Those long, perfect legs of her wrapped around me. "Did I ever mention that you're the most amazing girl in the world?"
She laughed which quickly turned to a moan as I filled her. "No, I don't think you have."
"Well, you are. Did you ever think about fucking in here, Bella?" I asked, as I started thrusting in and out of her.
"Not until just recently."
I grinned at her. "How recently?"
"Uh, oh yeah, like that," she moaned as I angled a little higher inside her. "Just these past few weeks."
Damn right. "Since you met me."
"Fuck! Yes," she admitted. I nibbled on her neck as I pounded into her.
"I've wanted to fuck you in here since I came in with your oboe and you were wearing those sexy little glasses," I told her, flexing my ass. "You were like a naughty librarian come to life and now here we are."
"Um, yes, right here. I can't believe I'm doing this."
I chuckled and kissed her. "You can't tell me you're not loving it, baby. I can feel how wet you are."
"I do! Jesus. I am so getting fired."
"Then we'll have more time for this. Just think of all the places we could fuck, Reed Girl. On my field," that had her moaning and me contemplating ways to break into the stadium pretty much immediately. "We could break into the Ringling place and fuck on the trapeze."
She laughed. "You're crazy."
"Crazy about you." That made her smile so I kissed her again. "I'll take you anywhere I can get you."
"Me too." She reached between us and started fingering her clit. So fucking hot. I fucked her harder and faster. She let out these sexy, muted cries that were incredibly hot.
"Love it when you touch yourself," I told her.
"It feels so good. You feel good," she murmured. She was getting close, I could tell. Her words were slower and her eyes were getting unfocused. I shifted again and angled into her and she gasped. Yeah, there it fucking was. I did it again and she opened her mouth. I swallowed her cries as she came, tightening around me, making it hard to move inside her. I thrust hard three more times and let myself go, filling her.
"Holy shit," she managed when we broke apart. "That was worth getting fired for."
I laughed as I lowered her to the floor, straightening her skirt before tucking myself inside my jeans. "You know, I didn't come here to do this."
She grinned. "Well, I'm glad you came."
I snickered. "I'm glad you came, too."
She hit me lightly and I pulled her in for another kiss. "When do you get off?"
Reed Girl grinned. "I just did."
Walked right into that. "When do you want to get off again?"
She giggled. "Ten."
That was only about an hour from now. "I'll wait then."
"Oh yeah? Gonna study some dead languages until then?" she asked, taking my hand.
"Nah, I thought I'd look at dirty pictures in the art section."
She laughed and nipped my chin. "You do that. Get some ideas for later."
Perfection. She was utter fucking perfection. "I will. Love you."
She flashed a grin as she released my hand. "I love you, too." She hurried away from me and I wandered toward those dirty pictures. Jasper could keep his fucking glitter and poems. My girl and I would stick to dirty pictures and library sex. Clearly we were the winners in this whole relationship thing. No surprise there.
A/N My boys are true poets, aren't they? Can you equal them? Send me your best Roses are red poems...I'll post them with the next update :) No glitter included, though. You'll have to buy your own or borrow Jaspy's.
More to come, when I get the time :) Thanks for reading!