Vacation

Edwards's cold breath stung my face with its frigidness in the slightest bit, but it covered my face so wonderfully with a light mist. It left me absolutely entranced. It tasted so good on my tongue.

I sighed and Edward smiled with his teeth. He knew that sigh.

Edward, despite my many (and unfortunately, unsuccessful) attempts, had refused to do anything with me that might inspire something more serious that he insisted would have to wait for marriage. I spat the word inside my head. Times have changed since 1918, but, according to Edward, waiting until marriage was the right way. I would have to wait, who knows how long, to get my way. And I wasn't planning on marrying Edward yet. The word, I had a feeling, I probably would never get used to. Marriage was not near of a word to describe my love and affection toward Edward.

And here, inside my room, Charlie gone because of a 3 day fishing trip he enthusiastically agreed to go with deputy Mark, the house was all ours. There was no one else. Besides us. My brain lingered at the word "alone."

It would be perfect.

Edward put his stone cold fingers to my lips, further preventing me from what he knew was going to be another compromise.

And he wasn't having it.

"Bella, love" he said with a groan, "We've been over this time and time again. Making love to you would be extremely dangerous for you while you are still human. I can't put you at risk like that, Bella."

It was so Edward.

Always the gentleman.

I rolled my eyes, and started a new topic before he could go on any longer and work me up even more.

I curled up to his side, tracing my finger along the perfect features of his face.

"So, Edward," I began, methodically devising his attention to a new conversation so he could not distract me like that again, "Its summer time. Schools out...What do the Cullen's do while everyone else is on vacation at the beach? Stay here in Forks or do you get on private jets and take vacations to Ireland and Rome?"

He chuckled lightly and replied, "Most of the time we go to Canada or Alaska, somewhere else overcast like that. But usually we can't put up with Rosalie and Emmett, so we usually send the impatient love birds away for a while."

I pursed my lips.

"But, now that I'm here in Forks, and you and I are a sort of a couple, what do you intend to do this summer? Tag me along? Or would you let me stay here at the house?" I questioned.

"I intend to spend everyday with you here-I'm sure Charlie would love it if you ran away with a houseful of vampires to across country for a couple of months. Besides, they have some great entertainment and dining options in Seattle." Edward said matter-of-factly, touching my lips with his with the slightest of pressure.

"Entertainment and dining?" I asked, one eyebrow raised. Why would he want to hang around with me, when he could have a wonderful vacation with his family outside of Forks?

"Yes, Bella. I know of a few places," Edward replied, rolling his golden eyes.

We lay on top of my bed for a few more moments, letting my mind wander.

I wouldn't mind staying here this summer. I'd never had a real vacation even when I was back in Phoenix, so the fact that we wouldn't be traveling this summer didn't really bother me, at all, to be quite honest. And in Pheonix, I had not even remotely close to anything as a boyfriend or Edward, so I knew inside my head that this was not going to be the worst summer I've had...by a long shot.

Edward tucked me under the duvet, and began humming my lullaby softly, crooning it with perfection.

As I lay there, I tried to imagine it. Forks, Tacoma, and Port Angeles were not exactly the definition of "fun" and "an ideal tourist destination", but, knowing Edward, he had something up his sleeve, and I didnt know exactly where he intended to take me by the definition of "here"...

I let my mind ramble, but after a few minutes, confirming my thoughts, Edward spoke.

"Bella...what do you think of Las Vegas?"

This shocked me a little.

Las Vegas?

I stifled a shock.

"Las Vegas?" I gasped.

"Of course. It would only be for a couple of days-three at the most-and I think that you would rather enjoy the experience and the nightlife it has to offer."

Nightlife?

Hmmmmm...

"Edward, come on. You don't need to take me to Las Vegas to prove your love to me. I already know that."

Accentuating my words perfectly, I reached up to kiss Edward on the full lips.

He tasted so good. Too good.

After a minute of controlled kissing on his part, he stroked my leg under my sweat pants and sighed.

"Bella, Im not trying to prove anything to you. I'm serious."

"Edward please. Las Vegas? No. I don't want to go. I would much rather prefer to have a few nice nights around here than go through all the havoc and expense in Las Vegas!"

Shock covered every inch of his beautiful face.

"Um-are you sure, Bella? I don't want to deprive you of a summer vacation. It doesn't seem right." 'Right', I mused, according to him.

So I explained to Edward of my indifference I felt for summer vacations, my summers in Pheonix and why it was completely unnecessary to go to Vegas right now.

Despite a few more attempts at arguing, Edward lost the argument and I won.

At least there was one argument I could win...