Fics 4 Nash--The Man Who Can't Be Moved Samson Outtake

Teaser time!

This is an outtake I did for Fics For Nashville. I put both of my other stories aside this week to get this out, and I have to say, even though I'm crazy nervous about being spotlighted with all these amazing authors, I'm excited about it!

A little info for those who haven't donated yet. $5 gets you outtakes from over 150 authors on 6/5 and proceeds will go to help relieve the flood victims in Nashville. I hold this dear to my heart because I live so close to Nashville and have friends who live there who suffered damage from the flash floods.

http://community.livejournal.com/ficsfornash/474.html

So the outtake... It takes place in the future, but will NOT effect the storyline of TMWCBM. It's set just before Bella and Edward move. There are a few things that you might notice when you read it and everything that I skirted around in the outtake will be answered in the actual story. Eventually.

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Samson's POV

“Good morning,” Edward said pleasantly, handing Bella a mug of coffee.

“Morning. You have a busy day today,” she replied, grinning back. “A photo shoot, two magazine interviews, a meeting over at King Pictures, and a date with Ellen.”

He smiled persuasively at her. “Can’t you cancel everything so I can stay here with you?”

“No,” she laughed.

“No?” He nuzzled her neck. “I don’t particularly care for that answer, love. Anything I can do to convince you otherwise?”

“As your wife? Yes. As your agent? No.” She weaseled out of his arms. “Now, go get ready so that you’re not late. I don’t want to get a phone call from some disgruntled photographer demanding to know where you are.”

He rolled his eyes. “All right, but you need to take Samson to the groomer’s for me.”

My ears perked up. I got to spend the day with Bella?

“What?” Her eyes darted over to me, and I stood up, panting expectantly. “Why?”

“He has an appointment, that’s why,” Edward responded on a chuckle. “He’s shedding everywhere.”

I huffed indignantly. Like I could help that shit.

“Oh, but… the dog… in my car? Really?” she pouted.

“Take the Range Rover,” he said simply.

“Why can’t you just take him in the shower with you?”

If I could have scrunched my nose up any more than it already was I would’ve. Edward’s nakedness all up in my face. No fucking thanks.

I was starting to reconsider my stance on Bella’s intelligence a little. Two male beings, trapped in a shower naked together does not a good time make.

Not to me, anyway.

“I don’t have time. Nor do I want to leave a mess on the housekeeper.” He slid his arms around her waist again. “Come on, baby, I’ll make it up to you tonight,” he wheedled.

She seemed to seriously be weighing her options here.

Oh, come on! I’m not that bad!

“Promise?” she finally asked with a sly smile.

He nodded and bent to kiss her. This was my cue to turn away.

I trotted out of the kitchen and into the living room, jumping up on the couch and making myself comfortable, even though I knew if Edward caught me, he’d have my ass. But with the sounds of Bella’s laughter turning into moans, I really didn’t give a shit. The man was cutting into my Bella time with his insatiable libido. I mean, I loved him fiercely, but damn, he was so… old. Shouldn’t he be slowing down by now?

It was kind of creepy, if you asked me. Like Bella was slipping Viagra into his food or something.

Hmm. Some investigation may be in order.