Thanks.  Right now I'm still working on my NASCAR story Breakaway and my original story posted here called The Children of Creation.  I'm sure that there will be other Twilight fics that will brew up once Breakaway is done, but I'm going to try to keep it to one fanfic  plus my original for as long as possible.  I do have little plot bunnies scurrying around in my head though...so I"m sure you will see more :)

Thanks so much for reading and taking the time to review! I hope you like the next chapter, here’s a little teaser from it :) 

“Thanks man,” I say as I brush past him, wanting to find Bella even more now that I know she’s alone. I’ve gone through the building three times and around the outside as well, but I can’t find Bella anywhere. I have a rock in the pit of my stomach, and I’m scared as fuck that whoever she has been hiding from has found her. I stand outside the Mission, cursing myself for being late. 

I don’t know what to do. I feel sick. If something has happened... or some fucker has taken her - I don’t even fucking know her real last name to start to look for her. I’m pacing back and forth in front of the Mission, and the sun has set. I don’t fucking know what to do. I decide to go back to the motel room to get the money I have stashed and do whatever I can to find her.  

i thought i had fixed all those haha.  i havent edited this in ages. i wrote it last year!! thanks for pointing it out i really appreciate it!

J

Thanks for reading ... I have a teaser for you....lml

Bella pulled back after placing one more soft kiss against my lips to look in my eyes while her hips wiggled against my dick. She smiled as the hiss left my mouth. “Little Eddie wants to play hide and seek”

“Oh he’s not hiding…” my hips thrust forward “…and he defiantly knows where to look”

“Well then…let him come find it” Her legs loss their grip as she slide down my body but I held her back firmly keeping her against my chest.

“Are you teasing me again?” the last time she tried this I ended up giving her a spanking over the kitchen counter, the memory alone made me throb.

“I wouldn’t think of it” stepping away the hint of a smile formed on her face, my girl was up to something. I eyed her speculatively but she gave nothing away as she moved towards the house telling me she was chilly and going in to get ready for bed. 

While Bella opened the door to go back in the house she stopped “Edward…” the somber look on her face was a direct contrast to the playful one she held just a minute before. “…do you trust me?”

No offence taken, my husband thinks the same thing. When I write, I talk outloud and my voice changes with each character..lol

He thinks I am beyond insane, but whatever works right?....anyway thanks for reading and leaving a comment..lml