Fell in love with the cutest Edward this week! Bella was pretty darn sweet, too!
However, if hot lemons are all you’re after, this one is not for you…well, there IS an M rated outtake you have to do handstands to find and it’s well worth the trip but the story itself is a T!
Apparently, there were two separate stories at one time but are now pulled together into one, which might explain the low number of reviews! Let’s do something about that, shall we?
Both POVs of Sticky Sweet and Sugar combined in one story. City Girl Bella meets Class Clown Edward when she moves to small-town Tennessee. He’s gorgeous, flirtatious, and possibly downright nuts. Can she hold onto her heart around a guy who flirts with anything that breathes? So much fluff.
Rated: Fiction T – English – Romance/Humor – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 45 – Words: 31,713 – Reviews: 97 – Favs: 161 – Follows: 79 – Updated: Feb 11, 2014 – Published: Jul 14, 2013 – Status: Complete – id: 9489074
My new friends invited me to sit with them at lunch, which was a relief. I’d had nightmares about eating at my own table or even hiding away in the library to avoid the stares. I still got a lot of stares, but they were easier to handle with Jasper and Alice as a buffer. It wasn’t long before we were joined by a boy even taller than Jasper and a quiet, pretty blonde. They introduced themselves as Emmett and Rosalie before jumping into comfortable conversation.
An empty seat sat across from me, and I wondered why they would leave it in the middle of the group rather than sitting closer together, but the question was answered before I could ask when another beautiful boy dropped into the chair with an impish grin.
“Principal Letner again?” Alice asked in a bored tone.
“Yep. He loves me. He wants to have my babies.”
I wanted to laugh, but my vocal cords were frozen. He was truly the best looking guy I’d ever seen up close, and he beat a lot of the guys on television, too. My gaze wandered over him, taking in his riotous red-gold hair, twinkling green eyes, devilish smirk, well-formed shoulders, and dirty T-shirt stretched across a broad chest.
His eyes widened when he finally noticed me seated on one side of Jasper, and he glanced over at Alice with even more mischief.
“Jasper, are you hoggin’ all the girls again? If you’re claiming the new girl, can I finally have Alice?”
Emmett and Rosalie both cracked up, letting out loud guffaws of laughter, but Alice reached across the table to smack the top of the beautiful boy’s head.
“Gross, Edward! You’re my cousin.”
My stomach twisted in revulsion as the boy waggled his eyebrows first at Alice and then at me.
“What? The closer kin, the deeper in, right, New Girl? Too bad she’s not my sister.”
I just stared. I had no words to give.
He turned his attention back to Jasper. “Well, if you’re going to be selfish, I’ll go look elsewhere. New Girl, if you get tired of sharing his attention, look me up.”
Without another word, he was gone, leaving me staring after him with my jaw unhinged.
“And that’s Edward,” Jasper informed me.
“He flirts with anything that breathes, but don’t take it to heart. He doesn’t have a serious bone in his body.” These were the first words Rosalie spoke directly to me.
“Even his cousin?” I breathed, watching Edward’s gorgeous backside as he shoved through the cafeteria doors.
“Especially his cousin,” Emmett assured me. “Welcome to Cedar Ridge, where you’re the only person who doesn’t share genes with the rest of the school.”
“Not true!” Alice shouted indignantly when I eyed Jasper’s arm around her shoulder. “We’ve had a few new people before you. Jasper and Rose moved here two years ago.”
“We called dibs,” Emmett whispered.
The line about Principal Letner wantin’ to have Edward’s babies sold me on readin’ every spare minute I had right through to the end LMAO!
His love/hate relationship with Charlie is very entertainin’, too *gigglesnort!*
I stopped at the creek to find some small pebbles since the ones in Bella’s driveway would shatter the glass. Asking for forgiveness would be hard enough without also apologizing for property damage.
I managed to get two launched before Charlie Swan opened the door, wearing his Dad Face. Still, he didn’t have his gun, and he didn’t look like he was itching to grab it, either.
“Get in here and leave her alone.”
Those were the nicest words he’d ever said to me.
“Look, I knew this whole dating thing would have to happen sooner or later, and I can’t deny you’re a damn sight better than any other dumb shit in this town. You’re going places, Edward. None of the other kids around here seem to have any ambition. That’s good enough for me. You make this right, you hear me? I don’t want her taking up with some other idiot and settling down here instead of going to college.”
Somewhere in there he’d called me an idiot, but I didn’t mind. He’d also pretty much given me his blessing.
Oh, and I tracked down the lemon for you in a collection by DirtyCheekyMonkeys…SunKing’s lemon is chapter 100:
Another Edward I wish was battin’ on my team is both a math teacher and a rabid basefall fan…and gay *damnit!* Now, I’m not a huge fan of drabble fics UNLESS they’re written by Bornonhalloween and Benched is one of her best!
Rated: Fiction M – English – Humor – Edward, Emmett – Chapters: 80 – Words: 12,929 – Reviews: 2,497 – Favs: 122 – Follows: 178 – Updated: Mar 28 – Published: Dec 9, 2014 – Status: Complete – id: 10879668
I read this as a WIP and because Born posts faaast, I got all excited and missed the most essential clue of the whole damn story! Boy, was my face red and don’t expect me to give it away here LOL!
But, to get the whole experince of the most romantic Edward and Emmett ever, you HAVE to read Benched first before goin’ straight to Wild Pitch!
Emmett’s first sight of Edward…
He couldn’t discern much more than tall, lean figures from across the room, two caps turning left and right, scanning for Emmett. As he stepped out of the shadows and walked toward his guests, Emmett could distinguish the younger man’s features from the proud father angled behind him, taking a back seat to his son’s special moment.
Damn…Did that crazy hair poking out from under his cap have a reddish tint to it? Every step brought new details into focus, and by God, Emmett needed the whole damn picture. He picked up speed, jogging toward the Cullens with his heart in his throat.
Turn this way and show me your eyes, Emmett willed him, but as he drew closer, Emmett realized that Edward Cullen was taking his sweet, damn time surveying the locker room. In fact, the guy didn’t seem all that interested in finding anyone in particular.
What did you expect from the gay man with a locker room fetish? Emmett chuckled in pure amusement as he closed in on Edward’s unconcealed glee; the guy had a grin about a mile wide. Fucking hell, he is adorable!
The doctor spotted Emmett first, smiled, and pointed Edward’s shoulders head-on for Emmett. Edward’s eyes popped wide open as they landed on Emmett for the first time, giving Emmett a clear view and good, long look at the face he’d only seen in his imagination. Warm, gold-splattered hazel eyes sat deep beneath a pair of bushy, dark auburn brows, while a long, broad nose cut a separation between the warring almond-shaped eye on one side and wispy, hooded feather on the other. The only symmetry to be found was the picture-perfect set of slightly bowed, delicate lips sitting above a chin that could have been squared off with a ruler. Who gave all those random parts the right to align into a devastatingly gorgeous face?
As he closed the distance between them, Emmett extended his right hand, ignoring the twinge in his shoulder. He unleashed his smile and shot his victim with it right between those mismatched eyes. “You must be Edward.”
Bobbling his hat and program—and dear Lord, the man had a mitt!—into his left hand, Edward clasped Emmett’s hand.
“Yes.” He barely managed to force out the word but continued after clearing his throat. “Wow, I can’t . . .” Edward shook his head and chuckled at himself. “I apologize for acting like a star-struck idiot. I didn’t want to be ‘fan boy.’ It’s just . . . I’m shaking hands with the best pitcher in the league . . . I mean, I’m shaking the actual hand that throws the pitches!”
Awww, they’re both so smitten *le sigh!* I’m always excited to see an update of Wild Pitch in my inbox and you will too if you’re readin’…
Enjoy all these wonderful stories and share the ones you’ve been readin’ this week!
Happy Friday, y’all!