Monday, September 24, 2012

Chapter 8: Ratty-chic Giraffes




How I ended up leaving Wilsons Outlet, wearing a flashy black and white leather jacket, and carrying another dark green one in a bag along with my tweed blazer, was something my brain had a hard time processing.

At first I thought we were going to Hamilton right away, but to my dismay Edward insisted we visited a few other stores before hitting the mall.

The first place he dragged me in was a nightmare in the disguise of a biker’s shop. He seemed so happy in there that I tried to endure and let him be, but in the end he must have seen my discomfort so he agreed to go to the outlet instead.

Edward moved in the city like a fish in the water and I felt like a fool each time he mentioned a shop and I had to confess that I haven’t been in there in my life.

One would think that having lived in Atlantic City for almost 4 years I should have known the city like the back of my hand, but sadly I only went from home to work and then back home most of the time; and the times I’ve been somewhere else it was during one of the rare dates I had with Mike or the times that Ali was bored and decided to share her misery with me. I loved Alice to death, but let’s say her interests and mine didn’t get along well.

When we finally arrived to Hamilton Mall I felt a little more comfortable, at least it was a place I knew well, ‘though I still didn’t feel so at ease with my worn out jeans and general appearance.

Edward guided me through the halls till we got to the store that apparently sold the Doc Martens.

To my surprise, he encouraged me to look at the shoes and discuss what I liked. After my discovery earlier that I wasn’t even sure what I liked anymore, I tried to look at everything with untrained eyes.

We bought three different pairs of boots, only one of them being some vintage green Doc Martens to match my new jacket. I actually picked the other two cause I liked them.

It was so new and exhilarant that I even allowed myself to check the high-heeled shoes. Not to buy them, of course, but at least to admire them from afar.

“Why don’t you try those on, love?”

I looked at him as if he had spurted another head. The shoes I was drooling over were a pair of black peep-toes with about 5 inches heels.

“Edward, have you seen the height of these heels?”

“Yes, and I’ve also seen your face when you were looking at them. Try them on, Bella. I can guarantee you like them”

He asked one of the assistants to bring them in my size and I reluctantly sat down to try them on. After all, the most embarrassing part of going shopping for shoes was telling my shoe size and Edward had already charmed that information out of me earlier.

Hell, he’d probably have charmed your panties the hell off  too but you had to open your big mouth…

“They’re lovely” I said gloomily “but I can’t buy them. I’d look like a palm-tree and nobody would want to stand beside me”


Images of people asking me to bend my knees for the photo flashed fast through my mind, I didn’t think I could take that humiliation again.

“I’m here, standing right next to you, love”

He put his hand on the small of my back and kissed my shoulder tenderly.

“Let’s make a deal, Bella. We get the shoes and I promise to take you anywhere you want so you can show them off”

“Where’s the catch?”

“I get bragging rights. I’d be the lucky bastard on the arm of the beauty in the fuck-me-pumps” he whispered.

And he scores! Bedhair 5: Ponytail 0! And she goes to the bench!

Bitch! She always decided to get sassy when I couldn’t fight back.

Hell, I couldn’t even remember my name! Why had he to be so darn sexy?

When I felt his warm breathe close to my ear I couldn’t erase from my mind his kisses and licks at the party.

I couldn’t help wondering how making love to him would feel like.

I wanted to shove him into his ‘back to the future’ car and…

And what, rookie? Do you have any idea what to do with a man like this? Do you think your vast experience in faking orgasms and going at it in silence with the lights off would suffice?

As much as I hated what my inner voice was saying, she was right…My sex life sucked and I didn’t know how to pleasure a man like him.

Edward took advantage of my broodiness and we left the shoe shop with a few more pairs of heels I’d never get to wear.

All in all, leaving my sucky sex life aside, it had been a great day. The time we spent at Eva’s and then the shopping trip had been fun and I was starting to discover what things I liked. The hard part was going to be to explain Alice why she couldn’t rid of my new acquisitions.

The image of her trying to toss my new leather jacket in the Salvation Army’s box made me angry.

Over my dead body! No way in hell I’d let her throw away the gifts from Edward!

Even when I still had to deal with the ‘Mike situation’ and knowing that I didn’t have anything to offer to a man like Edward, I wouldn’t let that stop me from enjoying whatever part of him I could get.

That realization improved me mood again.

Edward’s phone rang and he excused himself to answer it. It must have been work-related cause his tone was firm and serious. He didn’t look too pleased when he ended the call and came back walking towards me.

“Do you mind if we make a quick stop at the Twilight before I drive you home, love? There’s something I need to take care of.”

~ * ~

When we reached the casino I was glad he took the lateral entrance and pulled into a private area in the underground parking lot. The Twilight was one of the most elegant hotels in the city and the thought of using the front door dressed in my new ratty-chic style wasn’t all too appealing.

He used a key-card to open the elevator and we both got in. He typed some code in the electronic panel and then he stood next to me as we started moving up.

The small size of the elevator made me very aware of how close we were and that there was no place to hide. Suddenly my mind began going through multiple situations of what could happen into that tiny box. Most of the situations involved bodies grinding against each other, heavy panting and legs wrapped around waists.

My heart started beating faster, my face flushed…Damn! I was reading too many steamy novels! 

Of course, Edward chose that moment to stare at me.

One second he was standing beside me, and the next he was pinning me against the elevator wall; my palms, resting motionless over his chest, his hands, on either side of my head.

His face was so close to mine that I could feel his warm breath on my skin. That hint of danger, present in his eyes again.

He bent his head slowly, deliberately and rubbed his lips along my jaw to my ear. He flicked his tongue around it making me shiver and bit my earlobe gently.

The elevator made a tinkling noise and the doors opened. 

He motioned for me to step out, following just behind me, his hand never leaving my back.

We walked across the hall and into a sitting room.

“Make yourself comfortable, Bella. I need to discuss something with my security manager; I’d be in the office next door. It won’t take long, promise”

He leaned over and whispered in my ear “I’m trying to be good here, love…but you’re trying to kill me”

And then he walked away, closing the double doors behind him.


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