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Bella's POV

He rolled us over so my fragile human body was on top of his unnaturally cold, marble one. His lips brushed a line from my collar bone to my jaw while I tried unsuccessfully to inhale and exhale normally without the embarrassing gasps. I interlocked my fingers in strands of his silky bronze hair and his lips shaped into mine. As his delicious scent poured into my mouth, the burning desire to get into closer contact overwhelmed me because there was nothing between us now besides our clothes, and I wanted to love him and I needed and wanted him more than anything……..

He pulled away gently and in half a second I was facing the ceiling.

"No, Bella" he said firmly beside me.

"What did I do?" I asked, maybe he could read my mind after all.

He rolled his eyes "you were attempting to rip my shirt off."

"Well why not?" I grumbled "I am marrying you aren't I?"

"Yes you are" he sighed. And then he smiled teasingly "but a deal's a deal, and anyway how do I know if you'll follow through with it or crack under pressure and run away when you're supposed to say 'I do'?"

"You know very well that I will not create a scene and walk away from you" I argued.

"Just to be sure, we'll stick to each side of our bargain" his tone indicated the end of this conversation.

It wasn't fair; he nearly always wins in our arguments.

"Fine" I gave up and turned away to my other side, sulking.

He chuckled "Be patient love, we'll have as many days and nights as you wish, only the two of us, together, without any disturbances, but that's only possible after the wedding"

"I guess I can wait" I whispered, turning back to him and kissing him gently.

His tongue was exploring my mouth when he was somehow able to murmur "I think you can".

The house was dead quiet when I entered, probably no one was there, but then again, this was the home of a coven of immortal vampires.

"Alice?" I called tentatively.

"Alice is out shopping in Port Angeles" a polite voice informed from behind me, making me jump in surprise.

It was Jasper, in all his angelic exquisiteness, keeping a careful distance from me, his face displaying an amused expression.

"Oh" my face fell "she sent me a text, said that-" I stopped mid-sentenced to inquire out of curiosity "she went alone?"

It was unusual for Alice to go without a shopping partner.

"No, she wanted Rosalie's company today." He answered.

I nodded.

"Er…I think I was supposed to…um…pick up Charlie's tux" now that I thought carefully, I think she mentioned the words 'tuxedo' and 'dad' in her text though I wasn't sure, because I deleted it.

"Yeah that's right. Its in her room." Jasper confirmed.

I followed him up the winding staircase (he kept up with my slow, human, walking rate) and when we reached the top, I suggested that I should wait there. He agreed wordlessly and headed to the end of the long passage.

I paced up and down for a few seconds and suddenly cried out "shit!" before stumbling down, down the stairs.

I lay sprawled on the floor, bleeding minor, but enough to trigger the blood lust within the vampire upstairs………….

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