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The Breakers Chapter 6 Picture Teases
Friday, July 29, 2011
The Breakers Chapter 6 Teaser and Pic Tease
Monday, July 25, 2011
"Well?" Bella snaps and breaks me out of my trance.
"Oh, um," I stammer and mentally hit myself upside the head for sounding like such a fucking pussy.
She huffs and when I step forward, she steps back just a bit. That automatic reaction from her reminds me of why I chased after her in the first place. I take a deep breath. "I just wanted to ... I mean ... fuck ..." I wince and then decide to just spit it out. "I get the feeling you don't like me and I just wanted to tell you I am sorry if I make you uncomfortable."
Her breath hitches in her throat and it's sexy as hell. I know she didn't mean for me to notice it and I'm sure she has no idea that the sound makes me want to step even closer to her just to see if she does it again.
She opens her mouth and then snaps it closed. The space between her eyebrows dips and when she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, my hand shoots into my hair. It's the only thing I can do to keep myself from reaching out and pulling her lip with my thumb. She looks up at me from beneath her eyelashes and I hold in the groan that's just begging to be released.
"I don't even know you, so how can I not like you?" she whispers as her eyes flit around and look at everything but me. Her voice is a mixture of hesitation, wariness, and ... surprisingly, something that sounds a lot like excitement. Like maybe, just possibly, she might want to get to know me.
I take a chance and move closer to her. The urge to say something, some sort of lame ass line like 'well, we can fix that problem when you go out with me on Friday night' is on the tip of my tongue, but there's no way in hell I'm letting those words out of my mouth. It's been more than seven years since I've talked to a woman, much less tried to flirt with one, and I'm not starting with Bella ... at least not right this moment.
I'd like for the woman to be able to stay in the same room as me for more than two minutes before I start thinking about anything like that.
I chuckle a little bit and her eyes blaze when she looks at me. I raise my hands and try not to let my smirk get me in any more trouble than I'm already in. Peyton most definitely gets her feistiness from her mother. "Well, you could have fooled me," I tease ... sort of.
She sure hasn't given any indication that she'd like for anything to happen other than for me to just disappear.
The Breakers - Chapter 5 Teaser
Monday, July 18, 2011
I open my mouth to say something and the words get stuck in my throat. Coughing, I try again. "What do you know about him?"
I hope my question sounds blasé, but I don't think I'm fooling anyone. In fact when my dad raises his eyebrow at me I know I haven't but I don't care. The man looked at my daughter like she was an oasis in the middle of the desert. While it didn't necessarily frighten me like I am afraid he has nefarious intentions or anything, it did … and does make me uneasy. I'd be a fool if it didn't and I don't feel the least bit bad about asking for answers either.
I'm a mom first, always, and Peyton's well-being is more important than anything, even giving people the benefit of the doubt like I've been raised to do.
When it comes to my little girl, niceties and proper behavior can take a flying leap for all care, and my parents and brother should all be well aware of that fact by now.
I hold my dad's gaze, not backing down. Finally he purses his lips and then sits back in his chair. "From what Carlisle has told me, Edward is from Boston, got into a bit of trouble, and now he's looking for a fresh start."
Well, if that's not … incredibly vague, I think and snort before looking at my dad. "And?"
"And what, Bella? Carlisle asked me to do a favor for him. I need a new guy, so I'm going to see how it all works out. End of story," Charlie tells me and I know I'm staring at him like he's got two heads.
"End of story?" I whisper fiercely when I pop up off the ground. "What the hell, Dad? You don't know this guy from Adam and you're just willing to give him a job on your boat? You trust him enough to take him out on the water, to have him work with Jasper and Emmett? To let him be around Mom or Rose and Ali … Peyton?" I know my eyes are shooting fire at him.
I hope my question sounds blasé, but I don't think I'm fooling anyone. In fact when my dad raises his eyebrow at me I know I haven't but I don't care. The man looked at my daughter like she was an oasis in the middle of the desert. While it didn't necessarily frighten me like I am afraid he has nefarious intentions or anything, it did … and does make me uneasy. I'd be a fool if it didn't and I don't feel the least bit bad about asking for answers either.
I'm a mom first, always, and Peyton's well-being is more important than anything, even giving people the benefit of the doubt like I've been raised to do.
When it comes to my little girl, niceties and proper behavior can take a flying leap for all care, and my parents and brother should all be well aware of that fact by now.
I hold my dad's gaze, not backing down. Finally he purses his lips and then sits back in his chair. "From what Carlisle has told me, Edward is from Boston, got into a bit of trouble, and now he's looking for a fresh start."
Well, if that's not … incredibly vague, I think and snort before looking at my dad. "And?"
"And what, Bella? Carlisle asked me to do a favor for him. I need a new guy, so I'm going to see how it all works out. End of story," Charlie tells me and I know I'm staring at him like he's got two heads.
"End of story?" I whisper fiercely when I pop up off the ground. "What the hell, Dad? You don't know this guy from Adam and you're just willing to give him a job on your boat? You trust him enough to take him out on the water, to have him work with Jasper and Emmett? To let him be around Mom or Rose and Ali … Peyton?" I know my eyes are shooting fire at him.
The Breakers - Chapter 4 Teaser
Monday, July 11, 2011
"Mama and Xavier say I'm not allowed to talk to strangers. My name's Peyton and we're friends now so that means I can talk to you," she tells me and I can't help but laugh at how direct she is.
"My name's Edward. It's nice to meet you, Peyton. I could use a friend," I tell her. "I don't have any of those."
There's no earthly reason why I just shared that with her and I sort of regret the words as soon as soon as they leave my mouth. Especially when she gasps, her slate-blue eyes fill with tears, and her chin quivers as she whispers, "You don't have any friends?"
I have no idea why I'm about to spill my guts to this little girl that can't be any more than six or seven, but I can't help it … mostly because seeing the tears in her eyes is ripping my heart out.
Shrugging my shoulders, I make sure to keep my voice light and say, "It's okay. I haven't met a lot people I'd like to be friends with for awhile now."
She narrows her eyes at me and stares, keeping her mouth in a tight line. A part of me wants to laugh at how serious she looks, but she kind of scares me. How it's possible that this tiny wisp of a thing that barely comes up to my waist scares the everliving shit out of me is beyond me, but there's no doubting she does.
I roll my eyes at myself though and wonder where the hell my balls went and what the fuck I'm doing sitting here talking to a child. Of course neither one of those thoughts is enough to make me get up and leave. Miss Peyton has me wrapped around her little finger already and she doesn't even know it.
She nods her head and I can't help but feel she's come to some sort of decision and one that I'm fairly certain is going to change my life. I have no idea why that thought enters my mind, but as sure as I'm sitting here, hiding out like a scared little fucker, I know it's true.
"I'm your best friend now," she tells me succinctly.
"My name's Edward. It's nice to meet you, Peyton. I could use a friend," I tell her. "I don't have any of those."
There's no earthly reason why I just shared that with her and I sort of regret the words as soon as soon as they leave my mouth. Especially when she gasps, her slate-blue eyes fill with tears, and her chin quivers as she whispers, "You don't have any friends?"
I have no idea why I'm about to spill my guts to this little girl that can't be any more than six or seven, but I can't help it … mostly because seeing the tears in her eyes is ripping my heart out.
Shrugging my shoulders, I make sure to keep my voice light and say, "It's okay. I haven't met a lot people I'd like to be friends with for awhile now."
She narrows her eyes at me and stares, keeping her mouth in a tight line. A part of me wants to laugh at how serious she looks, but she kind of scares me. How it's possible that this tiny wisp of a thing that barely comes up to my waist scares the everliving shit out of me is beyond me, but there's no doubting she does.
I roll my eyes at myself though and wonder where the hell my balls went and what the fuck I'm doing sitting here talking to a child. Of course neither one of those thoughts is enough to make me get up and leave. Miss Peyton has me wrapped around her little finger already and she doesn't even know it.
She nods her head and I can't help but feel she's come to some sort of decision and one that I'm fairly certain is going to change my life. I have no idea why that thought enters my mind, but as sure as I'm sitting here, hiding out like a scared little fucker, I know it's true.
"I'm your best friend now," she tells me succinctly.
The Breakers Chapter 3 Pic Teases
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Check out Cherry as well as Bella and Peyton's House!
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The Breakers - Chapter 3 Teaser
Monday, July 4, 2011
As soon as we take off from the school Xavier says, "You had a nightmare last night."
He doesn't say it like he's not sure; he knows I have, so I don't even try to lie to him. It never works anyway.
I shrug my shoulders, but don't answer him. We've been over this too many times to count and I don't feel like rehashing it again this morning.
Apparently, he has a different idea because he turns to look at me. "Bella," he says in a tone that is half exasperated and half worried - the way it always is when this topic comes up. "When are you going to let it go?"
Again, I don't say anything mostly because I don't have an answer to his question though he already knows that, too. I wish I did, Lord knows I do, but I just don't … not yet and probably not ever.
"Don't," I tell him sharply when he sighs at me.
I don't need another lecture. Even though he knows what I'm feeling better than anyone, there are things he won't ever understand.
He doesn't say anything until we pull up in front of the restaurant, and when he parks the car, he doesn't move to get out so I don't either.
"I love you, and I love Peyton as much as if she were my own," he says and as I open my mouth to tell him I already know that, he shuts me up with a look. "You are going to have to learn how to let go of what happened or else you will never be truly happy. Peyton deserves to have you at your best and though no one could ever accuse you of not putting her needs in front of your own, she's not stupid. One day, whether it's tomorrow, next month, or a year from now, she's going to realize what you're doing and with as smart as she is, she's going to know why … and then she's going to blame herself."
TB Chapter 2 Teaser Pics
Friday, July 1, 2011
I have added some new pictures to the story images area. The following pics have SOMETHING to do with chapter 2, which will be posted on Sunday. Enjoy!!
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