I Hate Driving Slow

Bella knew how much I loved speed; I adored my very fast, very smooth silver Volvo. Yet here I sat in the roaring, ancient monster that was Bella's truck.

It was the perfect clouded day-a day I got to spend with my Bella. A smile playfully fit into the contours of her pale face as she drove (both the truck and my nerves). The windows were down, as it was quite warm today, and her long, mahogany hair danced in the wind sending her very appetizing scent wafting in my direction. I thought back to this morning when she had woken to find me sitting in the rocking chair waiting for her to awaken. As soon as she had I went to kneel beside her bedside.

A smile on my lips as I reached my hand over to brush the loose strands of hair from her face. She had grasped it in her own tiny hand and brought it to her lips for a gentle kiss. I had felt my eyes grow softer at this small yet tender gesture.

"Good morning, love," I said, kissing her forehead.

"Good morning."

"Did you sleep well?"

"Mm-hmm."

I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye, wondering what she was thinking. I could only imagine what my little Juliet had on my mind.

She looked at our hands intertwined on the seat between us, and then her brown eyes met my own amber-colored ones. She blushed, and it was the most wonderful involuntary reaction I've ever had the pleasure of witnessing.

Finally we reached the turn-off to my home I pointed out the way, as she still had trouble finding it.

When she came to a stop just before the house I was opening her door and taking her into my arms. She was used to my speed now and only smiled as she clasped her hands behind my neck.

I pulled her closer to me and gently pressed my cold lips to her warm ones. She deepened the kiss, as I knew she would, and after a moment I pulled away only to place my lips at her ear,

"I love you, Bella, please behave," I whispered laughingly.

"If you insist-but I won't like it." Her voice was harsh, but she smiled nonetheless.

"I never said you had to, love, but it's very hard to resist you and you're not making it any easier."

"Then maybe you should just give in." She said hopefully.

I just laughed and proceeded into the house, still carrying her.