I looked at the sleeping Bella. It had been two weeks since New year's eve, and we had been sleeping together on and off.
She was lying on my bed with her eyes closed. Her fiery red hair sprawled across the pillow and her face. The sheet covered half of her breasts, exposing the smooth skin of her top half. She sure was a sight for sore eyes.
I slipped my hand under the sheet and touched her naked body. She moved slightly.
"Mmm...Aaron, stop touching me. I'm trying to sleep," she mumbled.
"Keep sleeping then. I am not doing anything," I grinned and covered her shoulder with small kisses. She moaned softly as I cupped her breasts and squeezed them gently from behind.
"Stop that," she whimpered but pushed her butt against me. Hmm...mixed signals much?
I trailed my hand down her body. "You keep telling me to stop, yet you are so wet. Are you sure you want me to stop?" I whispered against her neck, then lightly bit it.
"Ugh, fine. Just this once," she groaned.
She gasped as I positioned myself between her legs then thrust into her from behind. The inside of her felt hot, and I felt warmth spread through my body. I felt as if every night I spent alone was a waste.
I wanted to hear more of her cute moans, so I fastened my movements. "I love you," I growled. The words rolled out of my tongue easily.
She froze for a second and kept her face buried in the pillow.
"Bella?" I said. My heart was pounding against my chest. Did I freak her out? It is too soon to tell her that. I am such an idiot! I scolded myself in my head.
"I...I love you too," she said quietly.
I smiled and leaned over to kiss her back. I didn't know if she meant it or not, but hearing those words made me happy. After all those years of stalking me and driving me crazy, she had to be in love with me. Right?
"I am taking you out on a date tonight," I told her later that day.
"You are?" she looked at me with surprise.
"Yes? Why do you look shocked? I told you I would," I grinned.
"I just...nevermind. Where are we going?" she asked.
"It's a surprise. Dress nice," I told her. I planned a nice dinner at a very exclusive restaurant in town. It was really expensive and difficult to get into, so I had to keep calling them every day. Then after that, I wanted to take her to my favorite spot at the beach.
She didn't say anything else. It might be my imagination, but she didn't look as excited as I thought she would. I decided not to worry about it too much.
Everything went according to plan. I called and confirmed the reservation and went to pick her up.
My jaw dropped when the front door opened, and I saw her standing in front of me.
She was wearing a low cut little black dress with red pumps. She wasn't wearing a lot of makeup, but her lips were bold and red, which complimented her pale skin and red hair.
"Whoa...you look so sexy," I croaked out.
Her lips twisted into a smile. "Thank you. Should we go now?" I took her arm and led her to my car.
I squinted at my menu for a moment, then finally decided to order a dessert. A slice of chocolate cheesecake. Bella ordered a strawberry parfait.
"Strawberries, huh? You like them?" I asked.
"Yeah, don't you?" she raised her eyebrows.
"Um...they look great, but I can't have them.
"Huh? How come?" she looked at me curiously.
"I am allergic to strawberries. Swollen tongue, red rashes all that," I chuckled. "A little piece in my mouth, and that's all it takes to turn me into a balloon."
"Is that right? That must suck a lot," she said quietly. "Maybe I should change my order," she suggested.
"What? No, that's okay. You can eat it. Just keep it far away from my mouth. Which means no kissing until you wash your mouth," I said.
"Sure," she smiled.
Pretty soon, our dessert arrived. I took a bite out of my cheesecake and almost moaned. It was creamy and delicious. I looked at Bella's parfait, which had scary amounts of strawberries. A total death trap for me, to be honest.
She took her phone out. "Check out this dress I am going to be wearing for Jane's wedding!" she said excitedly.
Jane chose Bella to be one of her bridesmaids. I stared at the picture. It was a sexy off the shoulder dress. It turned me on as I imagined her in it. "Cute dress. You will look great in it. Though I probably prefer you out of it." I smirked.
"Pervert! Just finish your cake. We have to go soon," she threw her hair back and laughed.
I took a few more bites out of my cake until it slowly disappeared.
"Damn...that was delicious," I commented.
"Mhmm.." she mumbled and put her fork down. "Should we go now?" she asked.
"Yup...let's hit the roaff...the roth..." I tried to form the word 'road,' but it wasn't coming out. What the fuck?
"Whath the hell?" I tried to speak again, but my tongue felt like it was twice the size it was before.
"Um...Aaron?" Bella looked at me with concern.
My throat started to itch uncontrollably, and my vision was turning blurry. I suddenly couldn't breathe.