The Lost Boys Chapter 2

            The wind whipped against my skin and the sun began to fall. I was riding at a dangerous speed neck to Michael, definitly able to speed past him but stayed at his side. He looked to me and smiled often. I laughed at the speed that made me have butterflies. I hadn't ridden my bike in a good long while. I was speeding on the boardwalk while Michael found his group I waved to him as his friends stared amused towards me. I had got all pretty for my date with Edgar, I wore a Red tight rippled tank top and black tight jeans and I had only mascara and light chocolate eyeshadow. I wondered if it was wise to wear a red thong while riding a motorcyle- yep, I'm a dumbass.
     I rode my bike behind the shop and chained it up. I then walked around towards the shop entrance. My shoes were dark red high-top lace ups. I was pretty much done with the whole look, just by wearing a small choker pearl necklace and red nail polish. I walked into the shop and I saw Allan sitting on the counter his mouth dropped. Okay, yes. Alot of clevage.
   "I look like a biker freak, c'mon Allan!" Edgar came out look down at his combat boots and dark jeans with a dark blue shirt and a leather jacket.
   "I think you look killer." I said leaning against the counter suggestively.
      His head shot up and he looked me up slowly. From my toes. Up my long legs. To my hips. To my waist. To my overly large chest. The my face. My lips. Then eyes. His face was in awe, and shock. His brother actually drooled on a comic he had in his lap. Still...not... noticing...at all.
  "You look..." ??? Edgar spit it out.
"You can say anything on your mind.
  "Drop dead sexy." Allan wiped his lips on his sleeve.
"Beautiful." Edgar smiled softly. Shy.
  "You look handsome... I like it, but don't try to be anyone else. Be yourself."
     Edgar smiled his face was still strong set though. He took his jacket off and through it at Allan.
"So, Isabella... I'm... Attractive now, huh? I know! But don't try anything agressive." He raised his eyebrows nodding sarcastically.
"You should get some girls numbers tonight Allan. That jacket will do it." I winked.
      Edgar was so. Tense. Alot. It was so attractive to see him have such a strong face and talk so seriously. I looked at him as he walked to my side.
  "Why are you so serious." I blocked his path by standing in front of him. I grabbed his sholders and leaned in. "Let loose. It helps from making your eyebrows form a "v"." I laughed. He smirked in a pleasent way.
   "I'm not used to being with such beautiful girls, girls in general even." He looked down and up to my eyes looking at my reactions.
"Then I'll be the one to break the habit."
       I turned away holding his hand. I looked at all the rides and I really didn't like being public on dates. So I towed him to the beach. I took him over to a bench and sat him down. I put my legs over his as my knees where close to my chest. I leaned in looking at his face as he looked down.
  "Hey Isabella?" I looked up from where he was looking. To see him darting his eyes about my face.
"Yes, Edgar." I smiled.
"Why did you pick me? You could have better than me. I even know it."
"Because, you are attractive. I like when you wear that headband. I like when you look like a marine, I like that your different, and that you like comics, and have an obssesion with Vampires."
"I hate them I'm not obsessed- Wait!... You actually think I'm attractive?" He broke from his speach and noticed what I said.
"I think your really attractive."
"1-...1 to 10."
"10, I wouldn't be here if you weren't now would I?" I smiled. I stood up and began to walk down the beach.
  "I think your a 20." He looked up smiling. I turned to him, stopping him fast.
"Really?" I asked timidly.
"Really, really."
"Really, really, really?" I had a small laugh break.
He leaned down since he was decently tall. "I mean what I say, Bella."
Wow. That was really sexy. Especially how his face was dark and hard. He walked me back against the wall of the board walk and he got closer. His breath hitting my face. I couldn't take it anymore. I pressed my lips to his hard, imidiatly placing my lips on his bottom lip. I began to move my lips slowly, but at a moving pace. I raked my hands up his chest and around his neck. His arms snaked around my small waist and pulled me to him hard. I moaned softly, causing his lips to be feirce in reaction. My hands wound up in his hair. His hands gripped me hard, and released at times to caress the skin on my hips. Our breathing hitched. I thought I could have lost my control right here and jumped Edgar. But before I knew it. He lifted me off my feet. My legs wrapped around his waist and One hand laid on my rear and the other on my back. The kiss didn't break till he laid be down on a long bench and was over me, my leg wrapped around his. His lips pressing hard onto mine. He grinded his hips up cause me to whimper and I didn't notice till later when I raked my hands on his sholders, he had really strong muscles and he was built nicely. He released my lips for me to breath. We looked into each others eyes for a good two minutes. Quite. Silence. Except for the huffs of breathing we exhaled. He smelled fantastic. Like a musky chocolate soft colone smell.
"You kiss very softly, even for being aggressive." He said in muse.
"I liked the part where you picked me up. You didn't even use any effort." I smiled.
"You're a light girl." He kissed my lips softly and he hopped off the bench and held out a hand.
"You're a masculine boy." I raised my eyebrows. He smiled softly, and proudly.