Disclaimer: Twilight and all characters belong solely to Stephenie Meyer.
EPOV
So far my days at the hospital had been slow. It had been a little over a week and I hadn’t seen much action except for the one case where a teenager thought he would be cute on the train and nearly took his leg off. I didn’t know what he was attempting but he was lucky if he’d be able to walk again. Those trains were dangerous; I would gladly give them my utmost respect.
Today was no different; it was already shaping out to be another slow one. I guess I shouldn’t have complained since there was no need to test the new guy. Not to mention that most surgeries were handled by the attendings anyway. I was only needed if they were all busy.
I had been making my normal rounds when my pager went off telling me I was needed in the emergency room. I called down and the nurse on staff, Rosalie, told me a woman came in with some minor head trauma and a broken arm. I told her I would be down soon.
I started to head to the elevators when there was commotion in one of the patient’s rooms. Several nurses were heading over, so I went to investigate. It was one of my patients who had begun convulsing. I held her as gently as I could so the nurse could administer medication to stop the convulsions. Once they subsided, I told the nurses that I had to tend to another patient, but to keep me abreast of the situation. I made a quick call to Rosalie to let her know that I was on my way down.
I finally made it downstairs and walked over to the nurse’s station to get the patient’s chart. I noticed Rosalie talking to this big burly man.
“Rose?”
“Oh. Dr. Cullen, I didn’t see you.” She seemed flustered, not something I was used to seeing from Rosalie. I turned to see who she was talking to, only to find an old friend from the University of Illinois.
“Emmett Swan?” He looked at me in surprise.
“Holy shit! Cullen!? What the hell are you doing here man?” He slapped my back a little too hard.
“Working,” I laughed. “Are you here visiting a patient?”
“Yeah, my little sister, Bella. Go take care of…” I didn’t hear the rest of his sentence. As soon as I heard Bella’s name, I rushed to her room. Could it be the same Bella? In the year that I had known Emmett, he never told me he had a little sister. I pushed open the door… it was her.
“Bella?”
“Edward?” She looked up confused.
I had no words for her as I crossed the room to her bed and did the only that that came to mind. I kissed her. I poured all of my emotions into that kiss, everything I had been feeling all week. I gently licked her lips with my tongue asking for permission to taste more of her. She willingly accepted and we deepened the kiss. I knew neither one of us could breathe much longer, but I was still a little disappointed anyway when she pulled away.
“I can’t believe I found you. I was sure you were gone from my life forever,” I gazed into her eyes.
“It’s not so easy to get rid of me. I’ve been dreaming about you since I saw you,” she admitted.
“I haven’t stopped thinking about you, Bella.”
“Please pinch me and tell me this is real.”
“It is Bella. It’s very real.” I couldn’t believe my eyes. I have to remember to hug Alice later and tell her she was right, like always.
Before I could lean in to kiss her again we were interrupted by a fierce voice.
“What the hell are you doing to my sister, Cullen?”
I turned to Emmett and started to speak.
“Get over it, Em. I know him,” my Bella said with a hint of annoyance.
“Jeez, Bells. You’re just picking up guys left and right today, huh?” he bellowed. I turned to Bella, hoping for an explanation. She rolled her eyes.
“The guy that helped me today asked me out on a date and I felt bad so I accepted.” She lowered her head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t think I would ever see you again.”
I did feel a tinge of jealousy when she said that. She shouldn’t be with anyone else, but she was right, who would have known we would see each other again. I pulled her close. “It’s okay. It’s not like you’re my girlfriend…yet.” She raised her head, eyes full of hope and smiled. I did mean to make her mine.
“So, Cullen, are you going to fix my sister or just stare at her all day?”
I laughed. “Emmett, you haven’t changed.” I began working on Bella; I hated seeing her in pain. “We’ll have to take some x-rays of your arm and run an MRI to make sure your head injuries aren’t severe.” She nodded. I didn’t want her to leave my sight, but I had no choice. She did need to be checked out. This gave me a chance to catch up with Emmett and find out more about Bella.
Emmett and I spoke about the last seven years that we hadn’t seen each other. Though we were the same age, I graduated two years ahead of Emmett. I met him at a fraternity party that some friends had dragged me to and we hit it off like two peas in a pod. We were pretty much inseparable afterwards. He told me about their father’s death and how it had affected Bella. She blamed herself for what happened because she had been away at school. He had been shot and she was the one that always reminded him to put his vest on before leaving the house.
“That’s a pretty hefty burden to bear considering she did nothing wrong,” I said.
“No kidding. She felt like she owed him though, so she changed her major to pre-law and she’s going to Fordham Law now. She wants to be a lawyer,” he stated. Ah, the notes made sense now, she was a student.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had a sister?” I asked.
“Because you never asked,” he smirked. “So... what? Do you like her something? I didn’t even know the two of you knew each other.”
“Well, we don’t really know each other, at least not in the way I want to get to know her.” I realized that didn’t sound right, so I quickly added, “I mean, we’ve only spoken for a few minutes, but I want to get to know her better – her personality, likes, dislikes, plans for the future. Thinks like that…”
Emmett placed a hand on my shoulder. “Dude, she’s a good catch and you’re like a brother to me, so I can trust you, but don’t do anything stupid to mess this up.”
I cringed. “Yeah, well I already did.” I repeated the train story to him and how I hadn’t been able to sleep since that day.
“Damn. I’m surprised she didn’t tell me, she usually does. Regardless you guys found each other, so it’s all good now. Plus, she’s a forgiving person, so you have no worries.” He walked toward the door. “Now if you will excuse me, all this bitch pussy talk is making me a little crazy. I need to go be a man again.”
“Yeah,” I laughed. “You definitely haven’t changed.”
At that moment, the orderlies brought Bella back along with her x-rays. I examined the results and it appeared that she was walking away with only a bruise on her forehead and, luckily, a clean break on her left radius.
“Well, Bella, good news. You’ll heal quickly. Lucky for you it was a clean break, so those bones will fuse back rapidly.” She sighed with relief. “But, because of the head injury, we still need to keep you overnight for observation. I’m going to put the cast on your arm and will get you situated in a room.” I turned to go but was stopped by a gentle hand on my arm.
“Edward… Don’t go.”
I smiled at her. “Don’t worry, love, I’ll be right here, but I do need to get you set up in a room and work my magic with your arm,” I reassured her.
“Okay,” she nodded, her eyes beginning to close with exhaustion.
A couple of hours later, Bella was placed in a room on one of the higher floors. I asked Rosalie to make sure my scheduled remained clear so I wouldn’t have to leave Bella alone. I sat and watched her sleep, smiling when I heard my name slip through her lips as she dreamed. She was beautiful, so peaceful.
All of a sudden, someone burst into the room. I looked up to see a fairly handsome man, with long hair and an olive complexion breathing heavily. “Yes? Can I help you?” I asked.
“I’m here to see Bella.” He eyed me and then added, “I’m her boyfriend, Jacob.” My heart sank; I knew this was too good to be true.
Bella began to stir. “Jacob?” He ran over to the side of the bed, clutching her hand.
“Bella, my god. Are you all right? I just got the message from the nurse an hour ago. I came as soon as I heard.”
“Yeah, Jake,” she said sleepily. “I’m just a little tired. Edward patched me up though. He said I’m only here overnight, so don’t worry, I’ll be home cooking for you tomorrow,” she chuckled. So they live together too. When was she planning on telling me? I was getting angrier. It was God’s way of toying with me for all of my past indiscretions. I was going to have to let her go.
I lifted myself from the seat. “Bella, I’m gonna get going… give you guys some privacy.” I didn’t look at her. I didn’t want her to see the pain and anger in my eyes.
“No, Edward. Please stay. Don’t leave me,” she said, dropping Jacob’s hand. “Please,” she begged. How could I deny her?
“But Bella, you and your…boyfriend need…”
“Boyfriend?” she interrupted, her eyes furrowed. She glanced at Jacob and back to me. “I don’t have a boyfriend.” She rolled her head to Jacob. “What did you say to him?” she questioned, anger seeping into her voice.
“Nothing…” he said shoving his hands into his back pockets.
“Jacob! What did you say?” she yelled.
“Bella, sweetheart, you should calm down, you’ve had a long day,” I soothingly stated, trying to comfort her.
“No!” she made me jump at that. “Jacob needs to explain himself this instant.”
“Ummm… I’m sorry, Bells. I saw him sitting there and I got jealous. I figured he was the guy from your dreams…” he paused
“And?” She prodded.
“And I told him I was your boyfriend.” He looked extremely uncomfortable now and you could cut the tension in the room with a knife.
“How could you? Why would you lie? What’s wrong with you? After the conversation we had this morning, you’re still trying to pursue me? There is nothing,” she motioned back and forth, “between us. We are best friends, stop trying to ruin that. I don’t want to lose you, but if you keep this up, you will only succeed in pushing me away and then you really won’t have me.” The tears were forming on her face. I wanted to go over and hug her to protect her.
“I…I’m sorry, Bells. I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said, his voice full of remorse and hurt. He gave me a curt nod to me and left.
I walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge. “Bella, love, you need to get rest,” I told her caressing her forehead, moving a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Hold me, Edward,” she pleaded.
I sprawled along the side of the bed, careful not to disconnect any wires or hurt her, and wrapped my arms around her. I was full of questions after witnessing the exchange between Bella and Jacob.
Bella seemed to sense that and spoke. “I’m sorry about Jacob. We’ve been best friends for as long as I can remember and apparently he has been harboring feelings for me that decided to manifest as soon as you stepped into my life. I don’t think it helped any when he heard me calling your name in the middle of the night.” I raised an eyebrow. “You must have so many questions,” she lifted her head to look at me.
“Actually, just three…You live with Jacob, I assume?”
“Yes. He’s my roommate, nothing more.” I nodded. “What’s your next question?”
“Well… you mentioned earlier and Jacob confirmed again, but I wanted to be sure,” I grinned at the thought. “You dream about me? Are the dreams any good?”
She instantly blushed. “Well…” she started. “Yes, I have… and they are beyond good,” she breathed out.
I smiled brightly at that. “Really?” She smiled sheepishly. “I guess I’m going to have to follow through on those dreams of yours,” I whispered into her ear. She blushed for me. Perfect.
We were silent for a moment, I thought she fell asleep. She broke the silence, “Edward?”
“Hmmm?”
“You said you had three questions. What’s the third?”
Would you have my children? I was already thinking about children with her and I just met her. She affected me in ways no one had ever done before.
“I wanted to know if you would join me for dinner on Saturday,” I said making it come out as more of a question.
I felt her smile into my chest. “Yes, of course I will.” She sat up a little and gave me a concerned look. “What about my arm though?”
“You forget I’m a doctor, Bella,” I smirked. “I think you’ll be just fine and more than ready for Saturday.”
“Hmmm… okay.” She smiled again resting her head back onto my chest.
“Now, sleep, my love. You need to rest.” I began to hum and she snuggled closer. Soon after I felt her breathing slow and I closed my eyes as well contented to have Bella in my arms.
~*~
BPOV
I left the hospital the following day, overjoyed at the prospect of seeing Edward on Saturday, only three days away. I didn’t want to leave him behind, but I needed to get home and away from the hospitals. I hated hospitals.
Emmett picked me up and helped me around the apartment. He told me he had a date with Rosalie on Friday. That made me happy to hear, Em deserved someone, and I only hoped Rosalie could keep up with his sexual appetite.
I had hoped to see Jacob so we could talk about what happened, but he was mysteriously missing. I knew he came home at some point, his bed was slept in and there were new dishes in the sink. I called his cell and left a couple of messages, but he never called back. I could only hope that he was doing okay. We needed to clear up a lot of things between us.
The next few days went fairly quick, for which I was grateful, but then Saturday rolled around and my nerves were completely shot. The butterflies in my stomach would not settle. Edward never told me exactly where we were going and I had no idea what to wear. Luckily, Emmett came by with Rosalie in tow. I grabbed Rosalie and dragged her to my bedroom.
“Rose, you have to help me,” I practically screamed out. “I don’t know what to wear and this stupid cast isn’t helping me.”
Rose laughed. “Calm down, Bella. I’ll be glad to help.” She walked over to my closet and stood staring at my clothes, running her hand over her chin. “Hmmm…”
“What?”
“You need a new wardrobe, Bella,” she stated matter-of-factly.
“Oh.” I sat back on my bed.
“No matter, we’ll figure this out.” She pulled out a pair of dark blue skinny jeans that I think I only ever wore once. She looked through the hanging shirts and found a navy satin spaghetti-strapped tank that apparently was also hiding in my closet. “This is perfect for that,” she pointed to my arm. She pulled out a pair of black patent leather flats from the back of the closet and my outfit was complete.
Rose was a godsend. She helped me wash up and get ready, even doing my hair for me. Two hours later, I was done. Edward was picking me up at 7; I had a half hour to kill.
We waited in the living room, Emmett playing with Jacob’s playstation three. Rosalie noticed that Jacob had Gran Turismo Four. “Oh this is my favorite game, I can’t wait for GT five to come out. We are so coming back so I can whip your ass, Em.”
“Beat me? In Gran Turismo? What do you know about cars, babe?”
Rose’s eyes narrowed. “Excuse me?” Obviously, Emmett didn’t know about her affinity for cars. “Don’t be such a sexist ass, Emmett. I have more knowledge of cars in my little pinky than you have in that big head of yours. Don’t fuck with me when it comes to cars.”
Emmett was momentarily stunned. “Well damn, woman. What happened to the nice Rosalie from the hospital and the one screaming my name last night?” I rolled my eyes. I really didn’t need to hear that.
Rose walked over and slapped Emmett. “Nice Rosalie is only for the hospital. The rest of the time, you get bitchy Rosalie, especially when you make comments like that.”
Emmett was frozen, then he shot up from his seat, threw Rose over his shoulder and headed out the door, calling back to me, “Have fun tonight, Bella.” Well, he finally met his match.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Edward.
I opened the door and there stood the sexiest man alive. If I didn’t have this cast on, I would have pounced on him. He was a sight though, dark jeans and a light green cotton sweater to complement his gorgeous green eyes. His hair was as messy as ever, just how I liked it.
“Hi…” was all I could manage.
“You look beautiful,” he smiled, that crooked smile that almost made my knees buckle. I felt the heat rising in my cheeks as I blushed.
“Thank you. You look ravishing.” Oh my god, did I just say that out loud?
His smile grew wider and I could see a hint of lust in his eyes. Lord have mercy!
He smirked. “Come on, Bella, let’s get going before something happens that I won’t regret.”
“Right…” I grabbed my purse and walked out, locking the door behind me.
When we got outside, he turned to me. “Listen, Bella, I hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to take the train. It’s a Saturday night and trying to find parking will be like trying to find the needle in the haystack.”
“I don’t mind at all,” I shook my head. “I’m used to the trains anyway.” The subway was the best chauffeur around.
“Okay good.” He took hold of my right hand, interlacing his fingers with mine.
“So where are we heading?” I asked as we strode up to the train station.
“We’re going down to the seaport. If I looked at the map correctly, we can take the A to Fulton Street, right?” I nodded my head in agreement.
Half an hour later, we arrived and he took me to Il Porto, an Italian restaurant that was situated right across the street from the seaport. The hostess seated us in a quiet corner towards the back of the restaurant. A few minutes later, the waitress came to take our order, completely ignoring me and keeping all of her attention on Edward. Edward was oblivious to her advances, only staring at me. He looked like he was trying to get into my head. Eventually, Edward tore his eyes from me to give the waitress our order, but he soon resumed his gaze. All I could do was blush.
“I love when you blush, but it makes me wonder what’s going on in that brain of yours. What are you thinking about right now?” He asked me.
“Nothing…”
“No.” He shook his slightly. “You’re thinking about something or else you wouldn’t be blushing like that. Spill.”
“Ummm… I was just thinking how good you look sitting there. All of the women are staring at you and I’m sure they are wondering what you’re doing with me. It doesn’t help either that you’re looking at me as if you want to devour me and… well…” I blushed even more, feeling the heat in my lower regions.
“Well… what?” he gave me a smoldering look, asking me to continue.
“Well… it’s… ummm… turning me on,” I nervously stated, bringing my hand to my neck.
“Good. Then I’m doing my job right,” he smugly said giving me the damn panty-dropping smile again. Arrogant.
The food gratefully arrived and we ate in a comfortable silence, though Edward hardly took his eyes off of me.
“You’re beautiful. I’ll have you know that every man in here couldn’t keep their eyes off of you when we walked in, all of them wishing they were me. Don’t underestimate yourself.” I stayed quiet, continuing to eat so I wouldn’t say something silly. “By the way, you are incredibly sexy when you eat. I love the way you lick your lips after every bite.” I subconsciously licked my lips then and he gave a low chuckle. I could feel the puddle forming in between my legs and I bit my lower lip. “Mmmm… I love when you do that too. You will be the death of me, Bella.”
We finished our meal and walked over to the seaport to take in the views of the Brooklyn Bridge. We found a somewhat secluded spot and Edward leaned me against the railing, my back to his chest, wrapping his arms around my waist.
I felt him breathing in my scent. “You smell delicious, Bella,” he whispered, kissing the top of my head. I nuzzled closer to him. I felt him take a deep breath. “I want to apologize for my behavior on the train when we first met. It was totally uncalled for and you didn’t deserve it. I was an ass and that was definitely not the impression I wouldn’t you to have of me.”
“No, I was out of line, Edward. I didn’t know you and I made assumptions that I shouldn’t have made.” It was the truth. I didn’t know the man and I judged him because he had money. If there was one thing I did learn from my father, it was to be fair to everyone.
I felt him shake his head and lightly laugh. “Emmett was right. You like to take blame even when it’s not your fault.” He turned me to face him and placed his hands on either side of my face. “I was horrible to you. Don’t ever blame yourself. Do not apologize. I wanted so badly to hold you then and kiss away the hurt I caused you, but you left so suddenly. That’s when I knew I totally screwed up.”
I could feel my eyes watering. I was overwhelmed with emotion. When I looked into those deep green eyes, I saw everything I was feeling, confusion, apprehension, sadness, desire and, dare I say, love. I was falling hard for the man in front of me. I can only hope he was feeling the same way about me. He kissed each of my eyes, my nose, my cheeks and finally laid a soft, gentle kiss on my lips.
He started to pull away and I stopped him with my right hand, grabbing his sweater, crashing him to my lips one more time. I needed this. I needed him to feel how much I wanted him. I moved my hand to the back of his head, fisting his hair, pulling him even closer to deepen the kiss. Just like in so many dreams, he trailed his kisses down my neck to my collarbone, licking and sucking on the sweet spot at the base of my neck. I moaned his name.
“Mmmm…Bella…” I shuddered. “Love, you’re cold, let’s get you home.” He kissed my neck one more time before taking my hand and leading me back to the train station.
While waiting for the train, he held me close. I could feel his arousal against me, only making me wetter. The train couldn’t come fast enough. After what felt like forever, the A train appeared. We got in and sat down in the small two-seater at the end of the car. I immediately noticed the train car was empty except for me and Edward. The doors closed and I looked at Edward, biting my lip, just as he said he liked.
“Bella,” he moaned. “Don’t start something now that you can’t finish.”
I gave him an evil grin. “Oh, but I do plan on finishing.” I placed my right hand on his member feeling it twitch at my touch. It was a bold move, but the wine from dinner gave me a little courage.
“Love, what are you doing?” He looked at me confused by my actions.
“Shhh… just sit back and enjoy.” I unzipped his jeans with my one good hand.
He jerked back. “Bella… people are going to notice,” he said glancing around.
“Who, Edward? We’re the only two in here.” I continued reaching into his pants, taking hold of his throbbing dick and freeing it. I leaned over and kissed the tip, licking the pre-cum that had already started pooling.
“Oh my god, Bella…” I wrapped my mouth over the head, eliciting a loud moan from Edward. I smiled against his shaft. “Shit Bella, the train is stopping.” I straightened up and he quickly placed himself back in his jeans. The doors opened and closed and no one came in.
“Lovely,” I said and proceeded to take him back out and, without wasting time, took him completely into my mouth. I sucked him in as much as I could handle.
“Fuck, Bella that feels so good.” He took hold of my hair, so he could see me move up and down his shaft. “Oh my god, I’m so close.” The train started slowing down indicating that we were approaching the next stop. “Fuck!” Edward groaned as he put himself away once more. We waited again and were pleased to see that no one entered the train.
I rapidly unzipped him again and continued my work on his still throbbing shaft. I bobbed my head up and down, at the same time using my tongue to lick around the head. I used my hand to jerk whatever my mouth couldn’t reach.
“Oh my god. I’m almost there…. Oh shit.” I felt his body tense, signaling he was almost ready for me to taste him. I squeezed gently at the base with my hand and applied a little more pressure with my lips as I sucked him. That undid him and I soon felt his warmth shooting into my mouth and down my throat.
“Mmmm…” I moaned as I swallowed every last bit of his bittersweet juices.
His hands were shaking as he pulled his zipper up, just as we arrived at the next stop. A few people entered. Good timing.
“That was incredible, Bella. Extremely fucking sexy,” he said before kissing me hard.
“I’ve never done that before,” I told him, a little embarrassed.
“Well, by all means, don’t stop doing that… to me,” he winked. I was grinning like a fool, knowing that I had done that to him and he enjoyed it. “Why did you do it though?”
I shrugged. “I owe you for not forgetting me and fixing my arm,” I chuckled.
“You are something else.” Then I saw the lust in his eyes again. “You’re coming home with me tonight. We are so not done.”
