Moving Violations (Outtake)
Banner by Tkegl
Summary: Bella gets pulled over on her way to her friend's house by Lt. Edward Masen of Chicago's finest. Even though she doesn't know him, she has a strong sense of lust for him. Little does she know that she'll be running into him a lot more frequently.
A/N: This scene was the original first date for Bella and Edward in Chapter 11. Because of the length of the chapter (over 4k), I decided to cut this scene out and forgo the whole date and go straight to the lemony goodness. Some of the words in here may be familiar as I kept some of this.
To: Bella Swan
From: Edward Masen
Message: Come to the cafeteria when you can.
My heart soars.
After a quick glance at my watch, I see that I can spare at least 15 minutes before I need to go see Carlisle's surgery. I shove the bottle of lotion in my pocket, just in case Jessica questions me later, and exit from the supply closet. I bypass the elevator completely and skip down the steps to the cafeteria.
The cafeteria is a loud cacophony of sounds and smells delicious. I see that the day's "special" is chicken and dumplings, something I've enjoyed in the past and will more than likely eat later on that day — whenever I get a moment to eat. I look around and see Edward sitting at a corner table, gazing out of the nearby windows into a small courtyard garden. My heart flutters, seeing Edward in his uniform. Seeing him in a suit was absolutely amazing, but seeing him in uniform — the outfit he wore while we first met — was even more of a joy. Plus, it fueled the beginnings of my cop-fantasies. Around him, I can see some female staff members looking over at him and giggling amongst themselves. Some were outright staring at him in a dream-like gaze. I notice that Edward is completely oblivious to his surroundings and is fixated on his folded hands on the table, his heavy brown furrowed in deep thought. I wish I could flounce to him and kiss his forehead — not realizing that I can actually do this!
Not to delay our meeting any longer, I slide into the chair next to him and wrap my hand around his arm. I don't want to embarrass him too much, as I don't know his stance on PDA, so I forgo the kissing of the forehead. Glancing quickly at the nearest table, I see some of the women's dreamy gazes replaced with looks of shock. I smile just as Edward turns to me.