I own nothing. If I could come up with characters as wonderful as Edward, I would never leave my own imagination.

A/N So I know, no hotness yet. I promise its coming! I have to build up the storyline first though and it's just so much fun to write! Believe me though, I'm a big fan of the lemon so get ready, they'll be here soon! I need reviews though to make sure that people are actually interested in this plot line! Let me know I'm not wasting my time writing! Also, if you want some lemons in the mean time (I'm thinking I'll get a little more hot in the next two chapters of this story), please check out my other story, "Don't Get Caught". Its full of sexy goodness. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!

EPOV:

Her lips feel so soft against my hard ones. I love their texture as they sweet back and forth against my own. My little minx, always wanting more, is twisting her body around mine. She has to know what she does to me.

The moments when we were apart were torturous. Now that I can freely hold her in my arms again, I suffer a different kind of torture. I want her. I want her desperately. My self-control wanes every day. Before. I could handle a kiss. Then. Sometimes when we kissed my mind didn't even wander to how her bare skin would feel beneath my touch. I hadn't even imagined at that point how her little moans and sighs would intensify so much more if only I could trust myself to lose control with her. Before. I hadn't allowed myself to be a man wanting a woman. The time apart cured me of that. Two days after leaving her. ..who am I kidding..two hours after leaving her, I missed her. When night fell, the feeling became even more intense because I wasn't used to passing the 8 hours without her in my arms. When I thought I'd lost her forever, and that I would never again feel her silky lips healing my cold ones, I died inside. I hated myself at that point for never giving her physical proof of how much she meant to me. When she stormed back into my life, I vowed I would show her. Still though, I know I have to be careful, but she makes it so damn hard (literally.) When I give her an inch, she tries to take a mile. She doesn't realize that I'm doing this to protect her. She doesn't realize that if I wasn't so incredibly in love with her, her chastity would have been tossed out the window quicker than Alice can find a new dress at Nordstroms. She doesn't realize that it's the most difficult when she puts these images in my head, like she has done this time, with her leg wrapped around me; my sex almost touching her sex. I'm lost in her—completely lost—and I would give anything to make her never feel a moment of sadness or loneliness again. She's leaning up to kiss me again. Focus on composure Edward. Focus on taking it slowly…..

OH NO!!! Even my vampire speed isn't fast enough to pull me from my lusty haze and prevent what is happening. Charlie looks at Bella, looks at me, and then looks at Bella's leg wrapped around my body. I don't even have to be a mind-reader to know what he's thinking and how dead I would be, if I weren't already technically dead. I look at Bella who for the first time under my gaze is not blushed, but pale white. Charlie however seems to be making up for the color that's left Bella's cheeks. His head is so red that I'm beginning to worry the man will have a heart attack.

Brain waves returning to my head, I move Bella's leg from around my waist and start to sit up so that he can at least see that we have clothes on. I'm not sure this will help at all since its still way past the visiting hours that have been established in the house, oh yeah, and the fact that he had no idea that I frequented Bella's bedroom in the night. I can't imagine that the fact that my, ahem.., body hasn't quite yet calmed down is much helping the case either.

"Charlie, let me explain," I start. Okay now how am I going to explain this to the angry father? Your daughter is a seductress doesn't seem like a good option. She can't sleep without my arms wrapped around her also isn't sounding too great when I'm considering my target audience. I have to protect my Bella from his anger.

"I'm waiting, young man, to know what possible honorable excuse you could have for being in my daughter's bedroom at this hour," Charlie demanded.

Bella's eyes couldn't look up. I don't think she'd met her father's gaze since his appearance at the door requesting lasagna. I could feel her body tensing up next to mine and it took all of my self-control not to pull her near me and kiss her senseless to get her to calm down. Again…I don't think that would help this situation.

"Sir, I love your daughter. At school today, she mentioned to me that she has been having nightmares. I came over this evening to check on her just to make sure she is calm before she sleeps so she won't have more nightmares." I scanned Charlie's mind to see if any of this was working.

(Charlie's thoughts) Does this kid really think I'm buying any of this? He's hurt her before, why would he be so concerned now. I'm sure he wanted to check on her, but I don't want to know what he was checking on her.

So Charlie wasn't taking the bait. Maybe if I throw something about school in. I quickly grab the history notebook off the bed. "Oh yeah, and I also came to make sure Bella has her history notebook. She left it at my house yesterday!" Bella tenses up more against me.

"BELLA, YOU WERE AT EDWARD'S HOUSE YESTERDAY? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HELPING ANGELA WITH HER HOMEWORK. SO NOW YOU'RE LYING? THIS BOY IS NOTHING BUT A BAD INFLUENCE. I'm sorry. I have no other choice but to put my foot down. You are living under my roof. You've proven that you can't abide by the rules since this boy came back, so the boy goes. You are not allowed to see each other anymore."

Bella met her father's stare now and the tears started to pour out of her eyes. Charlie was not the slightest bit sympathetic at this point. A quick scan of his mind showed me that he really felt he was protecting his little girl and he really hated me.

"EDWARD, I would like you to leave now, unless you'd like me to get my gun and do target practice on your ass."

My angel is crying. How can I leave her when she's crying like this? I looked down at her, hoping she would see in my eyes that this will all blow over, that nothing in this world could keep me from her. That I love her and that she is my world. Her eyes breeze up to meet mine, but no sooner do they meet, but her father has me by the collar and is trying to shove me towards the door. I fight back my inner demon and allow Charlie to drag me out, chorused by Bella's hysterical sobs.

Charlie seems too enraged to even notice that my car isn't there. Let's hope he stays oblivious to the fact that I had no intention of leaving his daughter that night. I run to the closest tree near Bella's window and hear her screaming at Charlie that he's ruining her life. That he should remember how her soul falls apart when I'm not there. That he can't possibly love her if he thinks this will be good for her. I wish I shatter the glass and carry my Bella away, but her relationship with her father is important. No matter those feelings she's feeling in anger, she loves him dearly. They need each other. They need to work this out. Charlie is trying to explain, but my stubborn Bella won't hear anything of it.

"Bella, there are going to be some new rules in this house.

1) You are not to be in the house unsupervised. For nights when I have to work late, we will arrange for a place for you to stay, with adult supervision. That place will not be the Cullen household.

2) Your bedroom door is to remain open for the time being.

3) You are not to see Edward Cullen outside of school.

I know you think I'm being harsh Bells, but honestly, I just don't want you to make a mistake that's going to hurt your bright future. I know how it feels..."

"No you don't... you could never know. GET OUT," screamed my Bella.

It was like a thousand bullets crashing into my chest; watching her in so much pain.

Charlie got up and left the room, leaving a crying Bella on her bed looking like her world was over. I couldn't resist, I reached over and tapped on the window panes. Charlie was still standing outside of Bella's door, so I knew we had to be quiet. She came to the window quickly opening it. I was poised with my finger over my lips in the standard sign for be really quiet. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "I love you more than life. I love you more than blood. I love you more than being. Please know that I will do whatever I can to fix this and that even when we're apart, I will always been thinking about you and loving you and when all this blows over, we'll be more in love than ever. Please cut Charlie some slack. He's trying to do right by you. This will blow over. I'll have Alice check the future just to double-check. I'll see you at school tomorrow, my love." I brushed a quick kiss to her lips and then jumped down and headed home for the longest 8 hours of my undead life.