Emmett POV:

She was so beautiful. So deliriously beautiful that she could captivate and thrill in the same instant. And God did she thrill me. And she scared me too. She terrified me, because I'd never wanted anyone like I wanted her.

Bay gave me her small little half smile. She raised her eyebrows, an obvious question. I made a slight circle with my hand then released it, the sign for "nothing." She rolled her eyes but kept her half smile and I couldn't help but smile too. Bay was sprawled out on my bed, flipping through her art book as I laid on my back, looking at her. Her veil of heavy black hair, such a stark contrast from her creamy white skin, fell into her eyes but she was too busy studying one of her drawings to take notice. I caught the stray strand and tucked it behind her ear. She looked up from her book, placed her fingers to her chin then extended it to me.

I nodded instead of signing your welcome. She laughed. God, I wanted to be able to hear her laugh and what her voice sounded like. I bet it was just as impossibly gorgeous as she was, and I'd never be able to hear it. Ever. That sick feeling was twisting my gut, the same one I got every time she told a joke that I couldn't hear the punch line of, or released a laugh that looked like it would be particularly singing. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine what she sounded like.

My eyes snapped back open when I felt it. Her delicate hands were sliding up my chest, coming to rest on my shoulders. There was a playful smile tugging at her lips as she swung her legs around so one rested on either side of my waist. Her raven hair was falling down, almost brushing my face .Then; she leaned down and kissed me. It was gentle at first, slowly building in tempo until it was rough and agitated. I let my frustration melt into it, kissing her so fiercely both our lips were swollen by the time she pulled back for air.

She giggled and placed a light kiss on my nose. And suddenly I was filled with such a strong affection for her…it just kind of burst out.

"Bay, I love you."

I'm not sure what had shocked her more: the fact that I'd spoken or that I'd said I loved you. But I'd wanted to say it for a long, long time. A single tear slid down her porcelain cheek and she fell back onto her butt, landing softly on my knees. I pulled myself into a sitting position.

'Did I not say it right?' I signed, trying and failing to keep the concern off my face. She shook her head quickly, making her hair swish back and forth. Her nose wrinkled as if she was sniffling.

"You did." She mouthed. She gulped a breath and then signed, 'I love you too Emmett.' And she kissed me, so slow and tender it didn't even feel like Bay.

My heart swelled like if I got any happier I'd explode. Then Bay pulled back a little, her chocolate brown eyes still swimming with tears and signed, 'Emmett, make love to me.' At first I thought she'd gotten her signs mixed up, and then she slipped her hands underneath my shirt. .

Bay POV:

I'd been so sure when I signed it, but now, as we both sat naked on Emmett's bed, I had my doubts. I was glad I'd been on birth control since last year and if I was going to have sex with anyone it would be Emmett. And I mean, I wasn't a virgin but I'd never had sex with someone I loved so much, so unconditionally. Would he want me after? All my other, sex cluttered relationships had failed miserably. And I didn't want this to fail. It would destroy me.

Emmett smiled, completely oblivious to what I was thinking. His slender fingers skimmed up my thigh until he was touching me, lightly, like he was handling something fragile. His fingertips brushed the electrified bundle of nerves near my core and I shivered. It felt so good, and I only wished he wasn't as timid. It wasn't surprising considering he was a virgin.

I arched my back, attempting to urge him forward. As I'd hoped one of his fingers slipped into me. I closed my eyes as he started to pump it in and out, making my core damp with lust. Then, suddenly, he stopped. My eyes flicked open and to him. He pushed me back onto the bed and I grinned, surprised at how at ease I felt as I lay, completely exposed to him. Emmett smiled, and slid his hand up to my waist.

"I love you," he said again, his voice unpracticed but honey woven. It was the most beautiful sound in my world. Emmett leaned down, kissed me one last time, and then slid into me in one fluid motion. He was big, much bigger than I'd been anticipating and my warmth engulfed him eagerly. I wiggled my hips, urging him on. Emmett was biting his lip, clearly in ecstasy. And all my fleeting doubts vanished.

He was just beginning to rock his hips back and forth in tantalizing movements when I heard it, a door creaking open.

There, only twenty feet from me Melody stood, hand over mouth, horrorstruck.

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