Out of the Coffin

Chapter Six

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Chapter Six

Bella

Edward pressed his lips tenderly against my shoulder. "Are you alright?" He whispered and I nodded, turning my head to the side so I could press my lips to his.

After our lovemaking, Edward had run us a hot bath and had gotten in, seating me in-between his thighs and wrapping his arms around my stomach as he pulled me close.

"Yeah," I said quietly back to him. I'd had sex before, but with Edward it was different – it was tender and sweet and affectionate. I turned my head to look back at the candle that was flickering at the end of the bath and Edward's fingers move up from my stomach and skimmed over the two raised pieces of skin on my neck where his fangs had entered me.

"Jake's not going to be happy," I told him quietly as his fingers caused goosebumps to appear.

"I can fix that," Edward said and I turned to look at him. He dropped his fangs and then pressed a thumb to the tip of one, drawing blood before he then wiped that red substance on my neck. It tingled and I pressed my fingers to the area to find the skin free from the marks.

I looked at him questioningly.

"Vampire blood." He said after he had retracted his fangs. "It does a lot of things."

I nodded in agreement. "You didn't have to do that," I told him as I wrapped my arms around his and entwined our fingers together under the water.

"I don't want you and Jake to have a disagreement over our relationship." My heart skipped a beat – he was so considerate.

"It's no concern of Jake's what I do in my spare time," I said turning to face him as I straddled his lap. "He's my boss, not my father."

Edward's hands came to rest on my hips as his green eyes bore into mine. "I don't want you to lose friends because of me."

"If they can't accept you, then they can't accept me," I told him with finality as I pressed my lips to his and leaned my soft body into the hard planes of his body. He let out a groan and pressed my hips down, encouraging my centre to find the warm tip of his penis.

I moaned at the contact.

It's safe to say we didn't leave the bathroom until a few hours later.

***

"I'm sorry," Edward told me as we walked up the porch to what would now be my house. "I wish I could wake up with you, but that's impossible."

"It's alright," I whispered and placed my hand on his face, feeling his strong jawline and cold skin. "It's been an amazing few hours," I told him honestly because it had been. I'd gotten to spend time with the man I adored and it allowed me to escape reality for a short while. The second I enter the big house behind us I have to deal with Grandpa's death and someone trying to murder me. With Edward, that all goes away.

Edward gave me a small smile before he leaned in and placed his lips gently on mine. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ruin it now," he told me, causing my brow to furrow.

"Emmett wants Rosalie to help him," I opened my mouth to protest. "He says he'll give her $15,000 if she helps him."

My mouth stayed open but for an entirely different reason. He had $15,000 to give to somebody. "$15,000?" I questioned.