Thursday, January 20, 2011

Tie Me Up and Tease Me Thursday


Carlisle/Bella

Chapter 7 –The First Date and Emotional Connections




BPOV

I arrived at the Condo first, and dropped my bag off in the bedroom. I froze and looked around. I would be spending the night here, with him, in this bed. I started to panic, did I really want to go down this road? Did I want to be 'the other woman?'

I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to catch my breath. I leaned down and buried my face in my hands.

“Bella, are you okay?”

I looked up, to see two very worried blue eyes staring at me.

“Yes... No... I don't know.”

He walked over and knelt down in front me. He lightly took my face in his hands.

“Nothing will happen, tonight or ever, unless you want it to.”

I nodded and took a deep breath. He leaned in and placed a feather-light kiss on my lips.




Decay by hammerhips
Jasper/Bella



Chapter Six


He shrugged, still angry that I’d left them alone, but I ignored him. We stood there for a few minutes in silence before he asked, “What should I say to her?”


“Well, I can tell you what not to say. Esme, Carlisle, Alice, or Edward. Beyond that, I don’t know what you can say that won’t anger her, Emmett. She lost her father because of us and was put through pure hell until she went insane. Nothing any of us could say would make up for that.”


He rubbed his large hand across his forehead and said, “I know, but I love her and I missed her. I can’t stand the thought of not being able to help her, even though I deserve it.”


I nodded once, knowing how frustrating this all was for him—for all of us. If I just would have let her die, we would be mourning her now, and she would probably be much happier. Even though I felt that this was my entire fault, I choked on the words, unable to apologize to my brother for what I had done.



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Flesh & Blood by JizzyHips
Jasper/Bella


I glanced at the clock as I headed downstairs—it was three a.m.—and called out to Rose. In an instant, she was standing next to me without a hair out of place, as always. We walked outside and Edward’s Vanquish was sitting in the driveway, already running.


I looked at Rose curiously, and she shrugged. “Well, I figured the faster, the better, just in case. Plus, the Vanquish’s trunk is surprisingly roomy.” I was still staring at her, disbelief painted on my face. I couldn’t believe she was taking Edward’s baby out to Wal-Mart of all places. “Oh, hell! I don’t get a chance to drive it very often and Edward isn’t here to argue. And we really do need to be as fast as possible.”


I didn’t argue. It would be Rose’s ass if anything happened to this car if—no, when—Edward got better. I just climbed in the passenger seat and tried not to get my fingerprints on anything.


Rose climbed in, flashed a dazzling smile at me, and then peeled out, taking off like a bat out of hell. We made it to Port Angeles in record time, found a parking spot right up front and headed inside.


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