If the Boughs Break, Blood Will Flow

Chapter Fourteen ~ Blood Announcements

Chapter Fourteen

Blood Announcements

Bella's eyes fluttered open to the beautiful sight of her gorgeous fiance sound asleep. She was sure he was as tired as she, since she hadn't had a good night's sleep all week. She couldn't believe her luck to have such a wonderful man to love her as he did.

Growing up, Charlie had told her time and time again that she was nothing. She was a disappointment and disgrace to her father. God, she was glad she didn't listen to him.

"Hey," Edward said, his voice husky, full of sleep.

"Hey. Nice nap?" Bella smirked.

"Fuck, I can't remember the last time I slept in the middle of the day," he said. "Did you sleep well?"

"Oh my, yes. This bed is so comfortable," Bella moaned, shifting her body deeper in the plush goodness.

"Fuck," Edward drew out.

"What is the matter?" Bella asked, lowering her voice into a sexy deep throat tone as she ran her finger down his exposed neck, desire percolated between them.

Grasping her finger, he brought it up to his mouth and suckled it, never taking his eyes off hers. He saw her pupils dilate and a whimper escaped her lips as heat curled down to her toes. Releasing her finger from his mouth, he smiled. "Now, you know how it feels."

"Tease," Bella growled.

"Giodróg (minx), don't be mad. We don't have time because what I want to do to you will take hours," Edward confessed with a wicked smile.

"I'm getting Esme to teach me Gaelic," Bella huffed, sitting up in the bed and crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'll teach you, but with one condition," Edward suggested.

"Which is?"

"We have to be naked," he advised, wiggling his eyebrows.

"You are a pig. Since we are not going to have sex, we better get up and get ready for our company," Bella huffed.

Edward reached out and pulled her into his arms. "I promise that I will make it up to you."

"Okay," Bella said with a sigh.

"Edward, Bella, are you awake?" Esme called out, rapping softly on the door.

"I knew she would be at least an hour early," Edward chuckled. "Yes, Máthair (mother), we are sleeping."

Bella slapped his arm. "Stop lying to your mother. Esme, we will right out."

"Okay, dear. I brought over some decorating books I thought we could look at before dinner," Esme said.

"See, I told you," Edward whispered, then leaned in, capturing her lips with a kiss of promise. He couldn't wait until later when he would be able to kiss, lick, and suck every inch of her body. Pulling back when his lungs felt like they were going to burst. "I fucking love you so much."

"I love you," she gasped.

They got up and began getting ready for their company. Edward put on a pair of Kiton dark wash jeans, a white button-down shirt, and Salvatore alligator oxford shoes. Splashing on his favorite Dior Homme cologne, he opened his drawer that held his collection of watches.

"MY GOD, EDWARD!" Bella exclaimed, looking down at the drawer. "How many watches do you have?"

"A few," Edward shrugged.