Edward And Bella At Prom の小説・ストーリー

Bella’s POV. A woman clung onto his shirt and her well manicured hands slid underneath the few undone buttons to caress his bare chest. Both their hairs looked like a mess, like they had both just rolled out of bed or something and the way her almost exposed chest was barely staying hidden under her dress made me realize exactly what they had been up to. “Bella.” Ted sounded very surprised to see me, his eyes wide open in disbelief as he stared at me for a few seconds before he quickly stepped away from the girl.

“I'm scared my shoe is going to get stuck in the grass or something.” With careful, slow steps, Jace walked Clarissa down the aisle to the gazebo. He made sure to watch his steps and not to step on her long purple gown, all while smiling at the guests on either side. There were a lot of money-hungry looking faces and fluttering eyelashes looking back at him, but no Ella. He hadn't seen her yet. Jace waited for Clarissa to let go of her death grip on his arm before moving to stand next to Jace.

She sighs as she was afraid this kind of sweet moment is going to pass soon. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” Bella looked at him wishing that time would stand still and let them stay like this forever. However, she knew that it was impossible. Reality was going to come again when they stepped down from this treetop. “Ready?” asked Crown Prince, putting his arms for her. “What?” “I’m going to carry you down.” “Oh.” Crown Prince lifted her into his arms and said, “Hold me tightly.” Bella blushed and looked away from him. His words was sending waves of memories of their passionate night. How their bodies were entangled with each other and how he asked her to hold him while he kept coming inside of h

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

My mind went blank with a buzz. A few seconds later, I snapped back to my senses. It was my partner—he had returned. He pulled me into his arms. I lifted my face with a smile and looked at Edward, slowly regaining my composure. Edward stopped in his tracks and took the initiative to extend his hand. "Hello. Edward Miles, your new neighbor." "Hello, I'm Donna Anderson. This is my husband, Ryan Mckey." Edward nodded at me, his expression complicated as he studied my face.

The thought made him frown; he felt annoyed. Just then, Juliet walked in wearing a tank top and shorts. "I have a check-up today. Come with me?" "Not today. I'm going home." Edward did not even look up. "Come on, man," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. He pushed her off and gave her a quick glance. Her dark tan, that sharp ponytail, the loose T-shirt—she looked like one of the guys on the deal team if it were not for the baby bump.

Luckily, I thought he was going to jump up and down, grab me, pull me back, and yell loudly. But I can understand he’s behaving politely because he’s outside. Besides, Richard and I don’t have any intimate actions, so why should I be afraid of him? Be courageous, Bella. However, Brian’s professional appearance in every word attracted me. If only when he was at home, he kept his appearance, personality, and words like that, I would be less tired. “I did not expect you to be a friend of Bella.” Richard said when their hands just let go of each other.

Cecelia's entire dressing is black, so Edward had to blink his eyes twice, in order for him to know who is currently standing at his front. "Are you sure that my Mom requested we both go out and take a pic?". Cecelia asked because Edward is staring at her as if he just sees a ghost. "Ohh! let's get going!". Edward quickly typed as he showed it to her. Cecelia nods her head, and follows behind Edward while grabbing her black bag, which was hanging on the wall. Edward led the way, but he somewhat felt uncomfortable knowing fully well that Cecelia was dressed in total black. Mister Black and Sir Ezekiel had been standing outside all this while waiting for their boss.

The reporters looked up and started taking pictures as the daughter of the Thompson family stood beside me. “Hello everyone, I am George Rinaldi and I have an announcement to make. This is my son Gabriel Rinaldi and the daughter of the Thompson family. I would like to announce their engagement to the world,” she moved from my side and went beside my father to speak because I don't want to take part in any of this but I have to protect Bella. ‘I hope she hasn't seen any of this,’ I thought because I don't know how I could face her if she does.

She was grateful to be able to come with him. Then the event reached its climax. The audience gathered in a circle around the main character tonight. Santy is like a princess in her sparkling white party dress, very beautiful. The birthday song played to the rhythm of the piano was played by Santy's mother. After blowing out the candles and cutting the cake, Bella approached Santy to congratulate her. She is also happy for Santy. The later the party atmosphere, the warmer and more romantic. Alec and Bella enjoy music and party dishes. They took their seats by the pool and sat on wooden benches around them decorated with small lit candles that shone like twinkling stars.