"you again," I cried annoyed. The
had all I needed. A debate with the Cullen would rob me of the last forces, and I cursed my fate, let me meet with him again. He strolled leisurely
in my direction, his hands buried loosely in his pockets and inspected my car fuming.
"It would seem, as are your car on its last legs," he said unnecessarily.
"I see myself, thank you, too," I replied, also annoyed me that he simply re-du ".
The smoke rising from the hood, had to slow and I shut the car after I had taken my bag back to me. Now it was still away quickly. Its proximity made me nervous again and see I had that I won the country before he noticed it.
"Well then, I will go. The subway station is not far."
I was already half way and shook me to safety, when a strong hand closed around my tender arm.
"Not so fast, my pretty," he said, and turned me over.
He eyed me with sluggish expression. He worked in this moment so decadent that I went cold down the back. This guy wanted me, I looked across clearly in his view, the greedy about my Body slid. His hypnotic green eyes bored, in my involuntarily and he pulled me closer to him. I could feel his sweet breath that ran down my face and was for a short while intoxicated. Closing his eyes, I drew this irresistible scent and registered too late that he had now completely pulled me into a hug.
"I knew you can not defend yourself," he whispered triumphantly. The
brought me immediately back to their senses. I violently pushed him away from me and glared at him angrily.
"touch me ever again. I swear, every body part of you that touches me ends up in the garbage. Let Me alone and find someone other that lets you push your little games. "
" And if I just want to play with you? "
disbelief I stared at him. Did he understand our language? What other than" No "should I say for?
"Why can not you just accept that I will not. Take my "no" back and go. "
" If I had accepted in my life getting a "No", then this would not be my career have helped. "
" What career? "I am being bitchy," as pain in the neck or as a hormone-driven from spin? "
Oops, I would have rather not say, but this man brought my worst Changes related to light. He pressed furiously along in any case, his lips, his eyes shot down deadly lightning.
"Between us is the final word yet, darling," he hissed.
His finger lay down on my nose and he cocked her head.
"You really are adorable, you know that, so tender and Exquisite. For ages I was no longer a woman so angry as you and it is even longer ago that has denied me one."
The finger caressed my mouth now, went to the outline, and finally slipped in towards the chest.
"I do not care how long it takes and how I use it in place, but you'll share the bed with me until I'm sick of you. "
fear grew in me, not because I was afraid he would hurt me physically, but because he exercised a strange power over me. With difficulty I tore myself away and came back a few steps.
" I will not tell you again, Mr. Cullen. I want to be left by you alone. Listen to perform like a fucking stalker and get out. "
He had the audacity to laugh.
" You are still a lot hotter when you're angry. I must annoy you more often! "
" I get angry even at your very sight. If you can not spray your charm somewhere else? causes namely, he only vomit, "I scolded.
But that seemed to cheer even more and his grin grew wider.
" Oh yes, it will be fun you tame me, my kitten. It is exciting as you ausfährst the claws. "
was really the case all is lost. Too bad, I thought involuntarily. He was a picture of a man his almost unearthly beauty was killed and an almost. .... In other circumstances if he were not so behind cunning and devious .... then maybe .....
But I dared not allow these impulses. I could only pray that morning he was seized and the reason he was looking for a victim, the better suited him.
Should I try it, perhaps with reason? We were adults and were not we in the stone age, where the cave men their wives, wegschleiften hair.
"Mr. Cullen, I must not be tamed, nor deceived. But I'm not your type. If you think a little bit of that, you'll see sure that you are mistaken about me." The
was obvious to him yet.
He came closer and bent over me.
"No, you're wrong. You are definitely my type and I want you to be. The more you resist it, the more attractive you will for me."
I pushed him from me and walked with determined Steps towards the subway.
"To me to be a hard nut Se teeth, Mr. Cullen," I called over her shoulder and quickened my pace.
"I love challenges, Bella," he shouted back. to hear
my name out of his mouth, strange feelings aroused in me. Damn, this guy got under my skin. But after the bad experiences with Jake, my fear of disappointment was greater than the desire for a loving partner. And Cullen was neither the one nor the other. He had admitted without scruple, that he only went around the bed. For a purely sexual relationship, I was not available, but that would realize this guy soon enough. I caught
the track just before the doors closed with a quiet hiss. Completely finished, I fell on the worn seats and closed his eyes.
How far he was going to get me? Jaspers warning sounded again in the ears. He would chase me until I complied. It actually seemed a pastime for him to be. Professionally, he had everything you could want and he sought the challenges elsewhere. That it was just me who sparked his interest in me a worried tingling prepared in the abdominal region. With a little luck hopefully he lost interest quickly at me and I could live my life as usual. Complications I could not use because I have all my strength and energy needed to Danny to make a good life.
Three stops later I got out to go to the rest on foot. A little fresh air would help me to get his head clear again. The morning had dawned and the first rays of the sun warmed the cold air. The leaves on the trees changed color and shone more in a variety of reds and browns. I loved the fall season in Seattle, that the city was not in vain, called "The Emerald City". In no city in the U.S., there were so many green areas like this and you had never felt in a gray concrete to sink. While I enjoyed the cool morning air and leisurely home ran me Edward Cullen came to mind. Slightly acidified I registered that he has been our first meeting, my mind completely dominated. I had never met someone so .... so ... .... so there was no me an appropriate word to describe him.
He had an enormous attraction that could diminish his impertinent behavior no doubt. This intolerable arrogance with which he went through life with the father, of self-consciousness. The manner in which he saw a woman, was the pure erotic and even I myself could not escape the whole. Everything about him was attractive. From the hair down to his toes, he was perfect and he used this for their heartily. Frankly, I was not sure I could resist him permanently if he was serious and would not let me alone.
disgusted with myself, I walked into the entrance of the staircase and ran up the steps. The elevator was broken and, as always, the sign hung repair, for the past two weeks, without doing something.
Appalled at myself, I already asked me how I could pull even consider me to give him. I missed sex so much that I would take any pride over the side.
No! That could not be. Jake had been the only one with whom I had been sleeping and it has never been particularly great. This page in my life, was buried by me deeply and I lived only for my child.
I dragged up the last steps and rang the bell at Mrs. Vogelman. She had been the day of my collection, my friend and ally. The lovely old lady supported me, whenever she could and took a place at breakneck speed in my heart. Without their support I would have the first serious time in Seattle is not over. Eighteen years old and pregnant, I was completely alone there, and they immediately took me under her wing. She helped me with the relevant authorities, accompanied me at birth and has since watched every day of my boy. It was something like our family now and we loved her madly.
The door opened quiet and Barbara Vogelman, called Bibi, grinned at me mischievously.
"Whom have we here? You are a little bit later today. Come in, Danny is still sleeping soundly. I'll have made a nice breakfast and then you lie down. You must be dead tired."
lovingly looked at me and immediately I felt safe.
Bibi was a slim, elegant figure with snow-white hair, which was always combined into one node in the neck. She seemed like a fairy godmother with the glasses that you always threatened to slip off the nose. This impression was underlined by their clothes still. The delicate skirts and blouses they were always look a little fragile, but in this woman put the power of ten wrestlers. She had lost her husband and had to beat in the early sixties, alone with her two young children. Bibi knew exactly how I felt and did everything in his power to help me. Their children were grown up and scattered in different states, but she visited her mother as often as I could. Nevertheless, they had felt lonely and Danny and I almost adopted. It was my joy and my recovery time. Thanks to Bibi, I was able to take a job and was not completely on the puny, state support dependent. Pleasant with a sigh I had
at the table in the kitchen down and inhaled the aroma of coffee with relish, which rose tempting me into the nose, a.
Hungry I bit into a slice of toast and chewing looked in the curious face of Bibi.
"What?" I asked.
"my dearest Bella," she began.
Oh dear, when she started this way would not let them loose until they had all teased out of me. She could read my face like a book and noticed immediately that something had happened.
Before she could even go further back, I stopped her and gave me beaten.
"It's okay, I'll tell you what happened. But I want only a little sleep and to rest."
charming she took up her wrinkled face, clapping his hands.
"Oh, now I'm curious. You do it so exciting. But eat and sleep quietly. I care about as long as Danny and now we all go lunch in the park" Satisfied
ate at me and looked after my son, who slept in a small guest room. When I was away overnight, he slept with her, because they do not trust this baby monitor. He slept peacefully, smiling blissfully. He was such a lovely child. I tenderly kissed his round chubby cheeks and covered his feet, he struggled free again. Carefully closing the door, I crept back into the living room and saw Bibi cheerful humming water the flowers.
"I'm off over time and sleep for four hours. I'll come in time for dinner."
She nodded and praised the Benjamini, because he had received such a beautiful new leaves. She talked to her plants as with people, because she was convinced that they thus prospered better.
smile I went into my own apartment. She was perhaps sometimes a little strange, but I loved the old lady simply.
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