It’s a special week here at PIC, that ‘special’ day is closing near, & while some are excited and looking forward to fancy dates, creamy chocolates, and Valentine's Day sex. Other’s are already dreading seeing red & pink puffy hearts, ILY this & ILY that, and stupid love sick pansy crap everywhere. So we decided to give you both because, it’s a thin line between love and hate.
I‘m going to offer you up some feel good, sugary sweet, easy on the heart... fluff.
How does Rtgirl summarize Cotton Creek? Bella is a travel nurse who moves every six months. Edward is a music teacher in a small southern town who gave up his Nashville dreams to return home. She never knew what a home was…until he gave her one. Fun/Fluff/Romance/No angst. Some citrus.
See? Total cotton candy fluff.
This story is told by both Edward and Bella’s point of view and it’s one of those that when they see each other for the first time, the attraction is there but they don’t fall to the floor and hump like bunnies. It’s a slow burn type of thing, my favorite!
"Hey!"
Nothing.
As he got closer to the porch railing I noticed that he had ear buds in his ears. Hmm …might have noticed that earlier if I hadn't been staring at his back and ass. I reached over the railing and tapped him on his equally impressive shoulder. Shit! Can weed eaters electrocute you? Because I know I felt a jolt of something. He jumped a little and yelped, which made me giggle. Too cute!
"Oh, shit woman! You scared me!" he said while taking the buds out of his ears. This was another one of those moments where I was sure I had died, because no one living on this earth was this good looking. His hair was the color of a penny…not the shiny new ones, but the ones that had a few years wear on them. It was some sort of bronze… a mix of brown and red and in the golden glow of what I now deemed a glorious morning, a little blonde at the tips. His eyes were a sea green and they had laugh lines around the corners. They were lined with the longest, most amazing dark lashes that I had ever seen on a guy. Totally jealous. His nose was straight and it led right down to the most beautiful pair of lips. At the moment however, it looked as though those lickable lips were smirking at me. They were drawn up on the side into the most deliciously crooked grin. I snapped my eyes back up to his to realize I had been quiet for too long and had obviously been caught in my obscene perusal. All I knew was that I'd have to keep eye contact because if I looked down any further today, I'd be screwed.
"Oh…uh…yeah. Sorry. I was a little scared myself being woken up by a weed eater so early in the morning. Is this when you usually do this?" I noticed during my questioning he had been doing a little looking of his own. I was twirling my hair in one of my typical nervous habits as he took me in.
"No ma'am. Sorry. I thought you'd already be at work and I was trying to beat the heat that comes by mid-mornin'. I didn't realize you were still here. I came up from the back down at the shed," he said nodding his head to the back of the property. My eyes glazed over a little when I noticed how his biceps and deltoids flexed with the movement of his body as he held that weed eater. Crap! Focus, Bella! I had to shake the lusty fog from my head a little bit. He had already worked up a bit of a sweat and I had noticed that a drop had run down his sideburn to his neck and over his collarbone. Gah! How much can I take in one morning?
"Normally I am, but I had a 15 hour day yesterday and don't have to go in until later today. Oh, I'm Bella, by the way," I said sticking out my hand. "I just rented this place from the Cullens." He raised his eyebrow and quirked that hot little mischievous grin at me as he wiped his hand on his jeans before taking my hand.
"Nice to meet you, Bella. I'm Edward. Listen, I'm sorry for waking you up," he said while still slowly shaking my hand. "I can leave and come back later if you'd like."
I had caught his scent when he leaned in to take my hand and he smelled like fresh cut grass, sunshine and sin. I smiled and looked down at our hands and slowly released his. "Well, um…I guess there's no need. I'm already awake." And truth be told, I surely didn't mind being woken up this way…minus the annoying power tools.
"Well, if you're sure. It shouldn't be much longer. I got the bulk of it done during the week."
"Yeah…no…I mean, it's fine. I'll just let you get back to it. It was nice to meet you, Edward."
"You too, Miss Bella. Maybe I'll see you again soon?" he asked raising both eyebrows.
"Maybe so," I answered coyly as I bit my bottom lip and took a step back towards the door.
He chuckled "Alright then." As he turned to walk toward the other side of the house, I noticed a flash of black on his deltoid. Oh, Lord. All that fine and ink too. Yep. Surely I'm dead.
Nothing.
As he got closer to the porch railing I noticed that he had ear buds in his ears. Hmm …might have noticed that earlier if I hadn't been staring at his back and ass. I reached over the railing and tapped him on his equally impressive shoulder. Shit! Can weed eaters electrocute you? Because I know I felt a jolt of something. He jumped a little and yelped, which made me giggle. Too cute!
"Oh, shit woman! You scared me!" he said while taking the buds out of his ears. This was another one of those moments where I was sure I had died, because no one living on this earth was this good looking. His hair was the color of a penny…not the shiny new ones, but the ones that had a few years wear on them. It was some sort of bronze… a mix of brown and red and in the golden glow of what I now deemed a glorious morning, a little blonde at the tips. His eyes were a sea green and they had laugh lines around the corners. They were lined with the longest, most amazing dark lashes that I had ever seen on a guy. Totally jealous. His nose was straight and it led right down to the most beautiful pair of lips. At the moment however, it looked as though those lickable lips were smirking at me. They were drawn up on the side into the most deliciously crooked grin. I snapped my eyes back up to his to realize I had been quiet for too long and had obviously been caught in my obscene perusal. All I knew was that I'd have to keep eye contact because if I looked down any further today, I'd be screwed.
"Oh…uh…yeah. Sorry. I was a little scared myself being woken up by a weed eater so early in the morning. Is this when you usually do this?" I noticed during my questioning he had been doing a little looking of his own. I was twirling my hair in one of my typical nervous habits as he took me in.
"No ma'am. Sorry. I thought you'd already be at work and I was trying to beat the heat that comes by mid-mornin'. I didn't realize you were still here. I came up from the back down at the shed," he said nodding his head to the back of the property. My eyes glazed over a little when I noticed how his biceps and deltoids flexed with the movement of his body as he held that weed eater. Crap! Focus, Bella! I had to shake the lusty fog from my head a little bit. He had already worked up a bit of a sweat and I had noticed that a drop had run down his sideburn to his neck and over his collarbone. Gah! How much can I take in one morning?
"Normally I am, but I had a 15 hour day yesterday and don't have to go in until later today. Oh, I'm Bella, by the way," I said sticking out my hand. "I just rented this place from the Cullens." He raised his eyebrow and quirked that hot little mischievous grin at me as he wiped his hand on his jeans before taking my hand.
"Nice to meet you, Bella. I'm Edward. Listen, I'm sorry for waking you up," he said while still slowly shaking my hand. "I can leave and come back later if you'd like."
I had caught his scent when he leaned in to take my hand and he smelled like fresh cut grass, sunshine and sin. I smiled and looked down at our hands and slowly released his. "Well, um…I guess there's no need. I'm already awake." And truth be told, I surely didn't mind being woken up this way…minus the annoying power tools.
"Well, if you're sure. It shouldn't be much longer. I got the bulk of it done during the week."
"Yeah…no…I mean, it's fine. I'll just let you get back to it. It was nice to meet you, Edward."
"You too, Miss Bella. Maybe I'll see you again soon?" he asked raising both eyebrows.
"Maybe so," I answered coyly as I bit my bottom lip and took a step back towards the door.
He chuckled "Alright then." As he turned to walk toward the other side of the house, I noticed a flash of black on his deltoid. Oh, Lord. All that fine and ink too. Yep. Surely I'm dead.
Well, I assure you this fic is stacked with sweet sexual tension like this every chapter, but not so much that it makes you gag and your stomach churn from too much sugar. Trust me. There is Edward cutting grass, riding four wheelers, playing a guitar, swimming in the creek, directing the high school band!!! And he’s from Alabama which isn’t too far from me, so I may be a little partial. But anyway, with the approach of the day of the celebration of love you find yourself wanting to read a COMPLETE fic with just enough fluff to make you sigh and your lil’ heart pitter-patter, give Cotton Creek a shot. I don’t think you’ll be disappointed.
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