BPOV

"Bella?" Why did my Greek god always have to sound so worried about me?

"Yes, Edward?" What did I do now? Sniffle?

He grabbed my left foot (thank God I was sitting on my bed. If I was standing I would have toppled over because of my poor balance) and lightly stroked my toes. "How did you manage to bruise every toe, love?" Bruised? What is he talking about?

"What are you talking about?" I asked while I pulled my foot away to further examine it. Huh. I did bruise all my toes. Right along the knuckles. "I don't remember accidently kicking anything. Accidents like these just blend one into the other; they're so common."

"What am I going to do with you, love? Look you've bruised three out of the five toes on your right foot. That's 80% of your toes. Probably an all-time high for you," Edward said with a smile on his sexy face. My favorite crooked smile to be exact.

"Ha ha. You're so funny," I pretended to grimace. "We both know that's not true."

"Bella, really, that's not normal; even for you. And look; you have on this arm and two on the other. This one's quite big actually. Do you remember how you got any of these? You even have one on the corner of your jaw. It's small, but it's there." He pointed out every bruise as he talked.

"Why are you so worried? I'm always black and blue."

Edward sighed. "Sweetheart, you don't look well. You're paler than usual and while you usually do have a bruise or two, this many just isn't normal for you. I always worry about you, but right now I'm a little more worried than usual. If you aren't feeling well please tell me." He looks so worried.

"Edward, really, I feel fine. Don't worry; I'm sure it's nothing you need to worry about." I hate to him so stressed. "Please just let this drop."

"Fine, for now. Why don't you try and get some sleep." Edward placed his hands gently on either side of my face. He gently kissed my lips and then I was in his arms. Before I even had the time to register that fact, I was under the covers, in my bed.

"Hey! I wasn't done kissing you!"

He smiled and placed his lips back over mine. When he pulled away I knew better than to argue. It would get me nowhere.

"Sweet dreams, Bella. I love you." He started to hum my lullaby and my eyelids started to feel heavy.

"Love you too." I mumbled and then I was in a very deep sleep.