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I walked upstairs with my cup of tea, trying not to spill it down the front of me, and hoped Edward was waiting for me in my room. It was just past eleven, and Charlie was long asleep. Tomorrow was Saturday, so he would be gone late at work, to my excitement. I finally reached the top of the stairs and sighed with the relief that I had kept the cup steady enough to prevent the liquid from sloshing around. Of course, I could never win. As I walked into my room I saw Edward standing in the corner waiting to greet me. Without saying a word he gently took my face into his hands and pressed his cold hard lips to mine making my knees wobble and all my strength disappear. When he released me, I tried to steady myself but it was too late. Before I knew it the tea I was about to enjoy was covering the front of me. My face heated with embarrassment. Edward chuckled softly at my clumsiness and whispered "Oh how I missed you Bella."
Well that's just great. Edward finally gets back from hunting after what seemed like forever and before I even get the chance to say hi I embarrass my self. I felt so pathetic as tears threatened to spill over the brims of my eyes. Sensing my sudden sadness Edward scooped me up in his arms and let me bury my sad and humiliated face into his chest. I didn't really know why I was crying, I wasn't usually this emotional, but this was just another stupid incident that proved Edward was a million times to good for me. Ever since we came back from Italy, after he had ran off to the Volturi cause he believed me to be dead, I felt as if I needed to be better to keep him around. He noticed my efforts and was constantly telling me how incredibly lucky he was to have me, but it didn't help. "I'm sorry. I don't really know why I'm getting this worked up." I managed to sniffle out.
"Bella, you don't ever have to be sorry for being sad. Although I would like to ask, what exactly is making you feel this way love?" I peeked out from his chest and met his beautiful topaz eyes. He reached up and tenderly moved the hair out of my face.
"I will never be good enough for you. We will never be even. I will never be able to do for you what you do for me. Your graceful, and beautiful, and perfect in every way. I am..." But he cut me off.
"You are my life. You are everything I have waited for and so much more. Your beautiful, smart, funny and utterly perfect. You are my Bella and I will never let you go."
Ok. Now I just feel stupid. Here I was crying in the arms of a greek god complaining that I wasn't good enough while I listened to him tell me how amazing I am. These thoughts pushed me back over the edge and I was sent into another round of tears.
"Silly girl, why are you crying? I love you, more then my own life." Then, Edward reached towards my face and turned me so he could look me straight in the eyes. His face just inches from mine, he wiped the tears from my cheeks and started again. "Bella. I fell in love with you, I took you for granted, then I made the biggest mistake of my life and left you. Yet you took me back as if nothing ever happened. And even now, I will never be able to provide you with what any other human male could. In my book, I will always be trying to be worthy of you. You mean more to me then anyone. I love you Isabella." And he kissed me. I was no longer sad, instead I felt more loved then any other girl in the universe.
" I love you too Edward." At that moment I looked around at the situation and started laughing. I swung my arms around Edward's neck and giggled into his chest. He started laughing too, whether at how I looked or just cause I was laughing I didn't really know.
"Oh Bella whatever will I do with you?" He smiled that famous crooked smile and kissed my forehead as he set my feet on the ground. I stood there in holy sweats and and an old T-shirt that were both soaked with tea.
"I guess I should probably change, huh?" I always kept my pj's in the bathroom for nights like this when I was with Edward, but this was my last pair. Should I ask him to leave or just get some clothes and excuse myself to the bathroom. I didn't wanna wake Charlie... But before I could finish the thought, Edward had his shirt off and he was giving me a look, checking to see if it was okay that he help me take mine off too. With a look of confusion and utter amazement at the flawlessness of his body, I nodded. He lifted my shirt over my head and then kneeled down to remove my sweats. I was still in shock that he was doing this, but I grabbed onto his shoulder to steady myself as I lifted one leg out of the pants. Now I stood there in my bra and underwear feeling slightly self conscience, but also kind of...sexy. Edward ran his hands up my figure, his body not far behind.
"Just look at you. You think I'm to good for you? You must be crazy." He wrapped his arms around me, placing one hand on the small of my back and the other just above that. He kept some distance between us waiting to see if it was okay with me. I quickly closed the distance and he smiled with adoration. We stood there for a minute before he pulled away. I was saddened for only a moment but then I realized he was allowing just enough time for him to grab his shirt off the floor and put it on me. The shirt was long and reached to my upper thigh. He stepped back and looked at me. I prayed he was satisfied and waited for some kind of response. "Bella; I can't begin to explain how unbelievably sexy you look in my shirt." He grabbed me into his arms and brought me to the bed. We sat there for a while and discussed how his trip went and what I did while he was gone. It was getting late, but I couldn't care less. Edward has never let me be this...close before.