A/N: Sorry about the distance between updates again, guys! I'm really busy, plus, I started this story because I couldn't wait until I was done with my Harry Potter one to start this. Therefore, I'm juggling two stories when it was hard enough to get one story updated regularly. I'm sorry!! Please read and review, though! Also, I wanted to apologize for the first chapter. I'm not sure anyone noticed a mistake I made. All of the bodily fluids in vampires are replaced by venom, therefore, in my first chapter I shouldn't have let Edward put his tongue in Bella's mouth. Sorry, guys, but I still like the effect, so I'll just refrain from doing it again. THANKS!

Chapter Two

Convincing Edward

I turned fully in my seat, practically on my knees and leaned over the Volvo's console and gear-shift. I put my hands on Edward's face and forced him to look at me. "Edward Anthony Masen Cullen," I scolded. "Has everything I've said today gone right through your unbelievably beautiful little head?"

Edward's face was still turned toward me, but his eyes were downcast. I leaned my head down trying to make eye contact with him when he didn't answer. "Edward, look at me please."

He slowly lifted his eyes. The gold wasn't shining like it normally did, but he truly looked sad, like he believed what he suggested would happen. "You didn't really answer my question, Bella," he finally said.

"Edward," I said, not letting go of his face, "you know how much I love you."

"You love Jacob, too, Bella."

"Are we going to pretend like this isn't the third time we've gone through this in the last two days?" I asked, unbelieving of what was going on.

Edward just shrugged and I sighed. "Edward, I'm going to answer your question straight out. Then will you finally believe me?"

"Yes, Bella. Just answer my question."

"Fine," I said, looking directly into his pleading gaze. "No, Edward. If he shows up at the wedding, I will not run into his arms saying I made the wrong choice."

Edward didn't look convinced. "What, Edward?" I asked, getting impatient. "I answered your question."

"Well, I'm just wondering what you would do. What would you say to him?"

"I wouldn't say anything," I answered as if it was obvious. "If I was at the altar with you, and I looked out at the congregation and saw him sitting there with Billy, I wouldn't say anything."

"You'd ignore him?" he asked innocently.

"Until after I said my vows, yes. I would marry you without a second thought, then deal with him after that."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, do you want to know why?"

"Of course," he said.

"Because if I had your ring on my finger, and you had mine on yours before I talked to him, he wouldn't be allowed to even attempt unsuccessfully to change my mind."

"You need the excuse to say no?" he asked accusingly.

My eyes rounded, and I stared at him. "Don't move," I said.

"Why?" He looked incredibly confused. Good, I thought, you can't read my mind can you, Edward? You'll never see this coming. And if you're not allowed to move…

My hands were still on his face, and I stared at him intently. "Because…just don't, okay?" I mumbled, still glaring at him.

"Okay…" he agreed slowly.

Then, I moved my right hand six inches away from his face and before I had the chance to think, I slapped his left cheek. Not as hard as I could, but enough to knock some sense into him. I smiled, satisfied when his eyes rounded and his jaw dropped slightly.

"What the hell, Bella?" he asked breathlessly.

"You won't hear me talk like this often, Edward Cullen, but it's for effect." I felt the need to explain my language before I said, "Why the fuck would you ask me a question like that? Why do you have such a hard time believing that I want no one but you? Edward, I want to spend eternity with you, not Jacob. I want to be changed into a vampire to be like you, and to be a member of your family—a Cullen. I want to be a Cullen, Edward, not a Black—a Cullen. I don't care if I can't have babies, because I'll have you. I love you. God, I love you so much." I felt my cheeks burn with my next declaration and I moved closer, right next to his ear even though no one else was around to hear. "And mostly, Edward, I want you to keep your promise to me. I want to feel you inside me, and I don't mean your venom, though that's true too. I don't want him like that. I can't imagine losing my innocence to anyone but you, Edward Cullen. Do you understand now?"

Edward stared at me. After what felt like, well, an eternity, he said, "Sit on your butt, Bella, and buckle up."

I glared at him as the tears threatened to spill, but obeyed. I sat as close to the door as possible and stared out the window. As soon as we were out of Charlie's driveway, Edward took off at full speed. After just a couple minutes, we pulled into the Cullens' driveway and the Volvo came to a stop. Edward was at my door in less than a second and he practically yanked me out of the car. Truth be told, I was beginning to feel frightened of Edward for the second time in my life; the first being the first time I saw him in Biology.

I didn't speak as he lifted me bridal style and raced into the house. "Not now, Esme," Edward yelled as we dashed past the foyer and up the stairs. We were moving too fast for me to even see Esme.

Suddenly, we were in Edward's room on the couch and he was holding me close. It wasn't until that moment that I realized I had tears flowing down my cheeks. Edward was sitting on the couch with his feet on the floor, and I was curled up sideways with my back against the armrest and my feet on the couch. His strong stone arms were wrapped tightly around me, his hand running through my hair.

"I'm sorry I scared you, Bella," he whispered. He put one finger under my chin, guiding my gaze to his. "What you said in the car…it just really got to me and I didn't want to stay in Charlie's driveway. If he saw you on my lap he might just really get the shotgun, and that's all I wanted to do was pull you on my lap and hold you like this."

I stared at him with what I could tell were puppy dog eyes and didn't say a word. His thumbs brushed across my cheeks, removing the tears that were finally contained.

"I understand, Bella. I understand," he said, answering my question from earlier. "Oh, Bella, I'm so sorry I doubted you. That was wrong of me, but I think I just needed to hear it."

I finally felt that I was able to form coherent speech. "Did it work?" I mumbled pathetically.

Then, there on Edward's angelic face, was my favorite crooked smile. "It did," he answered. He laced his fingers through my hair and pulled me closer. His cold lips grazed my wet ones, and he moved them slowly, but with purpose.

He moved his lips away, but kept our foreheads pressed together, his hand still on the back of my neck and holding my hair. "I love you, Isabella," he said.

"Well, I love you too," I said grinning, "but this is your first warning about calling me Isabella." I was joking, of course; he was the only one I would ever allow calling me Isabella.

"Aw, c'mon! You get to call me Edward, that's my full name," he said, flashing that crooked smile again.

I wrinkled my nose in mock disgust. "Ew, I can't call you Eddie, or Ed. That's weird and so…unfitting. It's not you."

"Just because I'm 104 years old, Isabella, doesn't mean my name has to sound like it."

I giggled softly, then put my face right next to his and whispered in his hear. "I like it." I gently bit his earlobe, just letting my teeth graze the surface, then moved my lips to his jaw, to his chin, and finally reached his lips.

I felt his grip on my hair tighten as he pressed my face closer to his, his other hand gripped the part of my shirt that covered my lower back. Suddenly he pulled away, but kept holding on. "Damn, Bella," he moaned.

"Any interest in moving the wedding up to say, right now?" I asked playfully.

Edward rolled his eyes. "Don't tempt me, Bella Marie. You have no idea how much I want you," he said before kissing me again.

I laughed. "Um, Edward," I said, shifting on his lap so that he would get the hint, "I think I might just understand a little." I threw my eyes downward quickly for extra effect.

Edward didn't even seem embarrassed. He just grinned and said, "Your fault, not mine!"

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up and kiss me, fool," I right before moving my head to the other end of the sofa so I was lying down.

Edward moved over me, resting his weight on his elbows so he didn't crush me. He didn't start with my lips, but buried his face in my neck, and kissed down to my collarbone and back up to my jaw. Finally, he made his way to my lips and breathed in deeply, practically sucking all the air out of my lungs.

After a few minutes he stopped kissing me and adjusted our position so he was on the bottom and I was resting comfortably on top of him. Half my body was on top of his, one arm under his body, my left arm across his chest. I held out my left hand and examined my ring. "Don't you think it's weird that we're engaged and we've never French kissed?" I asked, completely serious.

I was a little thrown when he chuckled. "Bella, you know that's not possible. I shouldn't have done that in the meadow to day. It was so dangerous. Do you understand that technically, I probably got venom on your teeth when I licked them? I got too carried away, Bella. I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing, Edward, I liked it."

"I know you did. That's the problem. I can't do it again."

I nodded against his chest. "I know. I can't wait until I have venom of my own and we don't have to worry anymore."

Edward kissed the top of my head. "A huge part of me wants that, too, but I'm still so nervous about that."

"But you'll do it, right? And not regret it?" I asked, tensing.

"Bella, I'll never regret it," he assured me, and I relaxed against him again.

It wasn't until then that a thought occurred to me. "Um, Edward?"

He kissed my head again before answering. "Yeah?"

"I just thought of something." I bit my lip, not sure how I wanted to word my question. "Um when we try, you know, making love…won't venom, er, be a problem?"

I looked up at Edward and his brow furrowed in confusion. He started rubbing my back. "What do you mean?"

Did he seriously not know? I sighed, realizing I was going to have to explain my meaning. "Try and follow me here, Edward. You can't kiss me the way I want you to because spit is one of the many bodily fluids that is now venom. Well, won't there be a different bodily fluid that we'll have to be worried about?"

Edward tensed under me as he finally realized what I meant. Someone picked that very moment to knock on the door.

"Bella! We have to go shopping!" Alice called through the door. Without permission, she opened the door and came in. I hadn't even realized that the door wasn't locked in the first place.

Alice danced over to the couch. "Sorry to interrupt," she chimed (though I was almost positive that she wasn't all that sorry), "but I got Rosalie to agree to come shopping with us, and I don't think she has much more patience to wait for you."

Edward stood up, then helped me up. Alice grabbed my hand and started to pull me out the door. I looked back at Edward, still not having received an answer to my question.

"Hold on, Alice," he said. "Can I just have a minute to say goodbye to Bella if you're taking her from me?"

Alice rolled her eyes and let to of my hand, but remained in the doorway, arms crossed, foot tapping lightly but impatiently on the carpet.

Edward pulled me into his arms and I wrapped mine around his waist, leaning my head on his chest. He put one hand in on the back of my head, the other around my back. "I'll ask Carlisle, okay? I really don't know the answer to that question."

Bella looked up at me with wide eyes. "He won't make fun, I promise," Edward assured me before glaring at Alice. "And you, Alice, keep your mouth shut, okay? Otherwise that Porsche is going straight back to the dealer—either that or I'll give it to Bella."

I realized that Alice had seen what Edward was planning to ask Carlisle. I smiled and turned around to face Alice, who was glaring at me. I wiggled my eyebrows at her. "I have been considering letting Edward trade in my truck for something a little…faster…and yellower."

"Yellower?" Edward chuckled.

"Yep, yellower," I confirmed.

"Fine, I won't say anything…now let's go," Alice said, rolling her eyes.

Edward leaned down to kiss me once more. "I love you, Bella. I'll see you later."

"You think I could pull off the sleepover with Alice excuse now that we're engaged and Charlie knows you're not 'hiking'?"

Edward shrugged. "Maybe you'd better humor Charlie and stay at his place tonight. You know I'll be there, just like always. I'll be there as soon as Alice gets home."

I smiled. "I love you, Edward," I said as Alice yanked on my arm one last time, pulling me away as I waved to Edward.

Rosalie was waiting by the front door, and she was actually smiling at me.