Glycerine Ch7 teaser

This is NOT beta'd

Edward shifted his weight. He wasn’t sure how to tell her his plan without pissing her off. He hated feeling unsure and awkward, it wasn’t who he was. He got what he wanted when he wanted it. The fact he had to work this hard to fuck a girl still pissed him off. “What about Friday?”

Bella hesitated. She’d promised James she’d go look at some buildings he was interested in. He was almost to the point where he had enough money for his own place and wanted her opinion.

Edward took her hesitancy as something else. “Unless you already have a date that is. I wouldn’t want to interrupt...again.”

“Friday should be fine. So why don’t you tell me where, before you say something else that pisses me off. Because I’m this close to junk punching you and telling you to fuck off for good.”

“My friend, Carlisle, offered to let us use his place," Edward said in a rush. He wasn't interested in either option she'd given him. "It’s just, we’d be hounded in public, and paps are always around my house.”

Bella’s feelings were a mix of relief and anger, followed by resignation. She knew he was hiding her, that he didn’t want to be seen with her in public. Hell, she didn’t want her picture all over the place as Edward’s latest conquest either. “So day after tomorrow? You’ll get me the directions?”

“Yeah, um, what kind of food do you eat?”

Bella sighed and stepped closer, unbuttoning the shirt in her hands. “Order whatever you want. I don’t really think food is what we’ll be focused on anyway.”