Addicted

Chapter 22

Bella P.O.V

It's really hot, I can feel my body slowly sweat underneath his body. I open my eyes, left first then the right one, waiting for them to adjust to the sunlight that comes in through the window.

Edward is laying, half of his body weight on mine. His arms wrapped around me, tightly, his legs tangled up with mine. His hot breath slightly hits my neck, making my skin shiver.

I was hot, but I felt safe. I felt safe under his grip, I felt safe with him. I took the advantage that he was asleep to acknowledge what I had, at least for a while. He looked so young and peaceful, no stress marked on his beautiful face. I slowly stroke his face, from his eyebrow, down his cheek, to the perfect curve of his lips. My hand slowly descends down to his shoulder that covered my bare chest, from there to his bicep curves, down his muscular back. Then, I reach the side of the scar on his hip.

He shifts under my touch, his grip around my waist growing harder and his morning hood presses against my thigh. I always wondered, what is it with men and morning erections? Why are they excited in the morning?

"Morning," his soft, sleepy voice says against my skin.

"Morning," I said.

"What were you doing?" He asked.

"Nothing," I lied. The truth was that in the entire time Edward and I been together I've never touched his scar.

"Seems like you were touching something you weren't suppose to," he replied, putting his elbow on the pillow and his hand supports his head. His eyes glow with excitement and his smile is filled with sweetness. "How do you feel?" He asked, pulling my hair away from my face.

I breathe and fake a crooked smile, "I'm better."

He tilts his head, "No, I know you're not," he says, leaning in he starts kissing my neck. Does he really think that kissing will make me forget the question I was about to ask.

"What happened to you?" I asked.

"With what?" He pulled away.

"Don't act stupid with me," I replied, "I mean your scar."

He crooked a smile and said, "That's a conversation for later."

"You said no more secrets," I growled.

"It's not a secret," he said, "It's something I won't tell you until I feel like it's time."

"Promise?"

"I promise," he starts kissing my neck again, pulling me closer to his body, pressing his morning hood against my thigh. I smiled, kissing his neck.

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"So, what's for breakfast?" I asked.

"Anything you want, It's your day off, baby," he kissed me, leaning over the kitchen counter. He smiles, pulling my hair back, "Alice told me about last night."

I sighed, "Did she now?"

"Yes," he said, "baby, I'm sorry this is happening. But, I'm here now, and I guarantee you that no one is ever going to harm you under my care. I'll find that son-of-a-bitch and make him pay for what's he's making you go through."

"I'm just scared, Edward, It's too much."

"I know, I can't say I know what it feels like but I'll do whatever I can to keep you safe. But, today I will help you get your mind off of things, what do you want to do? Movies? Dinner? Stay in and cuddle?"