So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

Edward and I were a tangle of naked limbs and sheets. He held me close to his body, not wanting to let me go. I happily slept in his arms, not wanting to leave him. Unfortunately, I had a morning rehearsal with Jacob. That meant getting up, getting dressed and leaving Edward’s strong, healing embrace.

I leaned my cheek against his bare chest, staring at him. His auburn hair was sticking up every which way since we both went to bed with our hair wet. His face was covered with stubble, but it made his square jaw look more appealing. His eyelashes brushed along his cheeks and his lips were still swollen from our amorous activities from last night.

Last night …

It was perfect. Sexy. Sensual. Fun. Loving.

I almost wanted to say that I was ready for sex. I wanted to feel him inside me, but I wanted to be sure that we had a sure thing. I didn’t want to be a fling, but from the love in Edward’s eyes and his reverence in how he touched me, I knew it wasn’t.

“Bella, do you know that staring is rude?” Edward asked, his eyes still closed.

“It’s not rude when the other person is sleeping and is insanely hot,” I countered.

“You think I’m hot?” he asked, opening one eye and squinting with the other. I nodded, biting his nipple. “Hey, I’m not a chew toy.”

“I just can’t get enough of you,” I said, sliding my leg over his and using his thigh to make my girly bits feel like they did last night. He moaned, wrapping his arms around me and rolling us to our sides. “What?”

“You are a vixen and I want nothing more than to spend the morning making you feel as wonderful as you did last night; worshiping your beautiful body,” he said, his hand cupping my cheek. “It’s taking all of my restraint not to lift your leg and slide inside of you, my sexy girl.” I whimpered, wanting that. But, not wanting it. I was so confused. I was sure about him, but afraid to give myself fully to him and into my body, breaking through to my soul. “But, looking at the clock, you’ve got an hour before you have to be at the studio, rehearsing with Jacob. Plus, we have a rehearsal after lunch before you have a group rehearsal for ‘You Can’t Stop to Breathe.’”

“The beat, you goof,” I giggled, snuggling closer to his body.

“Watching that choreography and performing in that show when I was in high school, it’s definitely my title. It’s insane. Are your feet on the ground? At all?” he chuckled, his hands tracing down my back and gliding back up. I shook my head, kissing his scruffy chin. He looked down at me and his eyes were swirling with so much emotion, it almost made me cry. “Do you know how much I love you, angel?”

“I think I do,” I smiled, running my fingers over his swollen lips.

“I would do anything for you, Bella. Anything to make you happy, to protect you … this, us, it’s the real deal. I don’t ever want to let you go,” he murmured, kissing my wrist and sighing contentedly against my skin. “You smell like me.”

“And you like that,” I snickered.

“More than you know,” he growled, rolling me onto my back and attacking my neck. I laughed, as he blew a raspberry against my skin and his hand gently cupped my breast. 

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After the fifth elimination, I went back to the house. I wanted to stay in Edward’s apartment, but my roommate from the show had been eliminated and I wanted to be there for her. Maggie was flummoxed and shocked that she had been eliminated. Yes, I was having a difficult time with everything in my personal life, but I still supported my friends. Maggie needed me. I was not going to leave her hanging because my issues were pulling me apart at the seams. Though, I wished that Alice would have gotten eliminated. I was pissed when she was deemed safe along with me.

Oh, well.

She just needs to go away … evil bitch from hell.

In a small victory, my mom was banned from the studio, thankfully. I can’t say the same for my phone, though. I’ve had to turn it off and purchase a burner cell because of the hateful messages my mother continued to send me. I just turned off my cell, pushing it into the dresser under a pile of dance clothes. Eventually, I’d have to change my cell phone number, but I didn’t want to deal with that now. My mom’s own special brand crazy will be dealt with after the competition.

Ignorance is bliss, they say.

“I was really hoping that I was going to stay,” Maggie sniffled as she packed her bags. “That weird jazz piece really did me in and it didn’t help that my solo sucked to high heaven.”

“Your solo did not suck,” I countered, handing her some clothes from her closet.

“Bella, it did,” she laughed sadly. “But, thank you for saying that it didn’t. My movements didn’t match the music. I was freestyling and ugh … it was not good. As much as I hate leaving here, I deserve to go home. Though, again, I wish I was staying.”

“If it’s any consolation, I wished you were staying, too. We’re stuck with Malice for another week,” I said, wrinkling my nose.

“Soooooo not going to miss her,” Maggie sang. “She is such a bitch. She totally puts on a show for the cameras, but when they stop rolling, her true colors come out and they are not pretty. I feel for Jasper.”

“He’s still fawning over her?” I asked.

“He is. He told me that he sees a softer side to Alice and that she’s not all bad,” Maggie shrugged, zipping up her duffle. “I think she has him completely snowed, too. I told him that if he goes out with her, to watch his valuables and to get tested afterward if they bump uglies. She has that certain ‘skank’ appeal. She did fuck that camera guy.”

“Don’t remind me,” I deadpanned.

“In my opinion, she should have been eliminated with that incident. I just don’t get it,” Maggie said, her phone beeping. “Oh, Sergei’s here. We’re taking a long road trip up the Pacific Coast Highway. Your sort-of date with Edward convinced me to do it.”

“Have fun and be careful around the Palisades. People like to fuck next to rocks,” I giggled.

“Noted,” Maggie laughed, walking over to me and hugging me tightly. “I’ll miss you, Bella. You better win, kick Malice’s ass!”

“Just for you, Maggie,” I said, kissing her cheek. “Go crump your fiancé!”

“Oh, I intend to,” she beamed, lugging her bags out of the room. 

Edward and Bella's Broadway Number

"Kiss of the Spider Woman"

Group Hip Hop Number

"Ready Or Not, Here I Come" by District 78, featuring Cheesa