A/N:
This story starts at the present time where Bella is 26 and Edward is 34.
The next chapters will jump to when they first met until the culmination to this particular scene.
Hope you enjoy, and review if you can. I am excited to hear from all of you.
It was idyllic.
A starless sky that night in May.
A man and a woman stand closely under an illuminated part of the park. The white fluorescent light like a theater spotlight focused on a romantic scene between the heroine and her prince.
From a distance, the intimacy can not be mistaken. The woman's face was upturned, like a sunflower welcoming the heat of the sun. Basking in his radiance and beauty. Her small stature a stark contrast to the tall and imposing man in front of her. You would think she'd be intimidated by his stance, but the slight curve of her shoulders bespoke determination and something else... Unbridled passion. You could sense how in any minute she could combust from all those pent up hidden desires. A longing so desperate she was shaking.
It was raining a while back, now a tempered atmosphere of heat, mist and finality hung in the air. The man was silent. Brooding.
His eyebrows set at a stern line as he watches her closely and noting the difference he'd never seen before. She seemed mature now with her brown hair hanging on the sides of her face. Brown strands licking her collarbones and cascading up to the middle of her back. He could not quite fathom how she suddenly changed right under his nose. The shadow of that gangly teenager he met 12 years ago was long gone, and now he could only see were her pillow lips mouthing the words he couldn't decipher.
His thoughts too focused on the warmth radiating from her and slowly seeping into his. The buoyancy of that warmth exciting and confusing him.
Suddenly her words are registering.
"... I may never get this chance again.." She whispered close.
His ears perked up and he was back in the moment of Bella going through the years she met him and how up to this point he could have been so blinded by her teenage obsession blooming into something more than that.
"After this, forget it happened. You said ten years ago to follow my heart." She paused. "This is me following your advice, Edward."
Then she raised her left hand and reached for the hair in the nape of his neck tugging a bit on the base. Edward, caught by surprise failed to anticipate the next thing she was about to do.
It happened so quickly he didn't have time to react as Bella pulled him close for a kiss so searing and hot it burned everywhere.
This kiss was like a forrest fire annihilating everything in its path. The beauty of its chaos marring the impending aftermath.
When he was about to respond and tug her closer, he noticed the warmth gone and her presence absent.
Clouded and confused, Edward opened his eyes only to see her retreating form running towards the direction of her apartment.
She ran so fast until her runner's calves could not take. Her gallop making a noise in the damp ground. The sound slicing the silence of the night and of her heart.