Edward's fingertips gently drifted from my left hip to my right and back again. His lips were tracing up and down my jaw in a way that had me breathing heavily, my heart thumping. The hand that wasn't tangled in his bronze mess of hair was clutching the sheets next to me in an attempt to stay coherent.

"Edward..." I had meant it to sound threatening, but it sounded like a moan. My face flushed and I knew I had to put my foot down.

I untangled my hand from his hair and used it to still his curious fingers. I pulled my head back to force him to look into my eyes. I could hardly stand this game anymore. Him pushing and pushing only to kiss me on the forehead and hum me my lullaby at the end of the night. His eyes were confused but I saw hurt hidden in their depths.

"Edward, it's not that I don't love it every time you touch me because believe me, I do, it's just that... I can't take it anymore!" I cried quietly trying not to wake Charlie. I explained my frustration of having to go to bed each night...frustrated. My face was as red as a tomato and I didn't meet Edward's eyes. When I finally glanced up, he looked sad.

"Bella, you know it kills me that I can't show you how much I love you. I can't even begin to express to you how sorry I am that I can't give that to you." He looked as though he might cry if that was possible.

"But how do you know?" I argued. "When we first met you could barley sit next to me and now...well, you were there a few minutes ago! Edward, I have so much faith in you! I just think we need to practice..." I raised one eyebrow suggestively and bent my head to kiss his neck. He chuckled breathlessly and I grinned with pride that I could get a reaction out of such a solid person.

"Fine," he said huskily, "but we need to progress slowly and I still want to wait for the wedding for the...main course." He heard my slight sigh and sucked my earlobe into his mouth. " But don't worry," he whispered into my ear, causing goosebumps, "I will make sure you are absolutely satisfied."

With that he placed a chaste kiss on my forehead and started to hum that blasted lullaby.