19: Police Station

The Twilight Twenty-Five

Prompt: #21/Police Station

Pen Name: Missus T
Pairing/Main Character(s): Edward/Bella
Rating: M

Fire and Rain Ch19

000ooo000ooo Fire and Rain ooo000ooo000

I spent most of the following morning sipping hot tea and giving myself a major pep-talk. I needed to devise a plan for telling Edward that I liked him. I had already determined that it couldn’t be done without opening myself up to heartbreak, but I wanted to find a way to do it without making a fool of myself. I let the scenario play out in my head over and over; Edward’s reaction was different every time. Eventually I realized that no matter how many times I role played the situation he was an unknown variable, and I would never predict his reaction.

Cooking and baking always relaxed me, and that afternoon I baked two pies. One to take to Alice’s party and the other to drop off to Charlie at the police station. I relaxed in a hot bath, taking my time with my hair and makeup. Alice and I had shopped together for the party, so I knew she approved of my dress. It was a knee length navy blue sheath with three-quarter length sleeves and a deep v-neck. I paired it with some tall heels that were reserved for special occasions and slipped on a bangle bracelet.

I managed to get ready almost half an hour before Edward was due to arrive. There was a nice pinot grigio chilling in the refrigerator, so I poured a glass and sat by the window. I went over my plan again but it didn’t quell the butterflies in my stomach.

When I saw his car in the driveway I went to put my wine glass in the sink. I grabbed my shawl as the door opened and I turned to find him waiting for me.

“Wow,” he said, his eyes wide. “You look beautiful. I mean, not that you don’t always look nice, but that dress, the color against your skin… Shit. I’ll shut up.”

“Thank you. You look nice, too.”

He wore a dark gray suit underneath a black wool trench coat and I could faintly make out his trademark cologne from across the room.

I realized that despite the time we’d spent together, both alone and with our friends, it was the first time he’d seen we’d seen each other truly dressed up since the memorial. Neither of us would wear anything quite this fancy for your average day at Forks High School.

“Let me help you with that.” He gestured towards the shawl in my hands.

I could easily drape it around my shoulders myself, but the way he looked at me made my stomach do that flippy thing, and I couldn’t resist.


He took the wrap from my hands and stepped behind me. His fingers teased along my collarbone as he draped the wrap over my shoulders.

I shivered at his touch and hoped he hadn’t heard my sigh. I closed my eyes, steeling myself to have the conversation with him that I needed to. Should I wait for the car or broach the subject now? Before I could decide I gasped as he touched my neck. My eyes popped open and I was surprised to see that Edward had come around to stand in front of me again. His fingers were tangled in the ends of my hair and his eyes seemed to mirror my fears. I froze under his gaze and all of the words I’d considered saying to him disappeared from my brain.

Slowly, Edward’s hand moved from my hair to cup my cheek. I closed my eyes to savor the feeling. Nothing was going as planned. I’d never imagined this, whatever it was. Opening my eyes I licked my lips, searching for the right words. I brought my hand up to cover his and watched his eyes. They darkened slightly and gave me the courage I needed.

“Tell me you feel it,” I whispered. “That it’s not just me.”

“It’s not just you.” His thumb stroked my cheek. “Are you okay with it?”

I let out the breath I hadn’t even realized I was holding and smiled. “I’m kind of freaking out, but I can’t stop thinking about it. You.”

“Yeah?” He grinned and it was adorable, like he’d never expected me to return his feelings. I knew exactly how that felt. “What do you think about me?”

“Um,” I stammered, unprepared for that question. I moved my hands in between us and fidgeted with my watch.

“Oh God, I was teasing. I didn’t mean to push you. Come here.” He pulled me into his arms and gently stroked his hand over my hair. “We’ll do this at your pace. Whatever you want.”

My arms snaked around his waist, and I nodded against his chest. “I’m not sure what I want. I just… I want more of this, whatever it is, with you.”

He kissed the top of my head. “That sounds nice.”

He’d held me before in times of desperation and despair, but this was different. It was like the hug he’d given me on New Years, but this was… everything.

Edward’s warmth seeped into my bones; it felt amazing. Our bodies lined up perfectly and we melted together. I took a deep breath and let his scent fill my lungs. Suddenly my uncertainty seemed ridiculous. I was exactly where I wanted to be. The only question that remained was whether or not Edward had really thought this through.

I sighed and looked up at him. “Are you okay with this? I mean, with having feelings for me?”

“I am.” He ran his hand through his hair before looking down at me, his eyes serious. “I wasn’t supposed to feel like this for you, you know? But I do, and it won’t go away.”

“No, I don’t think it will.”

He looked down at me, brushing my cheek with the back of his hand. “I don’t want to pressure you, but I’d really like to kiss you. May I?”

I nodded and watched his face inch closer. His lips were soft, and my traitorous body reacted immediately. I wanted more, maybe not everything, not yet, but more than this kiss.

Edward licked his lips, but it was enough for me to press forward and taste him. He made a low sound in his throat before deepening the kiss, yet somehow managing to keep things soft and slow. Part of me wanted passion and fire, but the rational part of my brain knew that this, whatever it was between us, was just the beginning.

We kissed for forever, or maybe it was only a few minutes, but when we were through he hugged me again, kissing the top of my head.

“We’re going to be late,” he sighed.

“Alice would never forgive us.” I could only imagine her reaction. She was going to be full of questions anyway, but if we were late she would be relentless.

I stepped back and straightened my shawl before getting the pie out of the refrigerator. Edward was waiting at the door when I turned around. He smiled and took the pan from me before opening the front door.

We made our way down the front steps, and he led me to the car—hand in hand.

Our little talk had definitely been much shorter than planned, but had gone much better than I ever imagined.

000ooo000ooo Fire and Rain ooo000ooo000

A/N: *Wipes brow* We good? I feel good about where we are and wrapping this up in a bow in six chapters in nine days. Fuck. I need to get writing! (Obviously this will post next week. AiL is still on track to post on Tuesday, so don’t go freaking out. LOL)

Thanks again for reading!

(OH and that was the lamest use of a prompt ever, yeah? LMAO It worked tho!)


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