(A/N: Yeah, I know, it's been for-ev-er,but it is extremely difficult for me to find time to write this stuff, enjoyable though it is. Not only that, most of the stuff I've posted thus far was hand written first--computer limitations :(--and was written before I even joined FF. Also, I had my senior project and a research paper due, and then there were senior finals, and graduation...blekh, do you understand why things aren't coming as fast as you'd like?

All right, enough of my oh-so-piteous harping to you hopefully-grateful-wretches, here's the next chapter--which should make you veeerrry happy, what with all the fluff supplements, romance injections, and snazzy-ness enhancers I've given this thing...what? The FBI?! NO, I haven't been using illegal story-steroids, I swear! No--wait--Aaaaaahhhh!

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Let us all share a moment of doleful silence in respect for the passing of La Saboteuse's twenty-fifth decoy/Author's Note-writer.

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Oooooh, take that,suckers! What, you didn't really think they'd get me that easily, did you? Hee-hee...

...Umm, hey, anyone looking for semi-decent employment as a decoy?

Special thanks to mndlrn (is that short for 'mandolorian'?)for bringing a slight problem to my attention--I had been meaning to check that, actually, but I was in a hurry when I posted WUC prt III! Thanx again!

Last time...

"If that was revenge, what in the world would you call a reward?"

Edward smiled crookedly--crooked in more ways than one--and said, "Oh, you'll have to wait until August for that,"--my heart skipped a beat--"but would you like a preview?"

I grinned up at him in silent reply, and he lowered his mouth slowly to mine for a long, deep kiss.

Wake-up Call, part IV:Mmm...

I sighed contentedly as Edward tilted my head back against a cushion to worship my neck again with slow, icy kisses.

Wait, the cushion?

The question tugged at the edges of my conscious mind and I swatted it away; I was too busy being driven delirious with ecstasy.

Edward was inching his way along my collarbone and on towards my shoulder. I shivered, causing me to shift deeper into the sofa.

The sofa?

My eyes fluttered open—when had they closed?—and I asked hazily, "Edward…what—when did we get here?" Last I could recall, we were in the kitchen, making out on a counter of all things.

Cool breath assaulted my heated skin as he chuckled softly, "About two and a half minutes ago, love."

"Oh."

Gee, that was articulate. Ah, well, back to business.

He started up my throat again, and my fingers knotted themselves even more tightly in his wonderful, silky, bronze hair.

Shockingly enough, I was still breathing. So, when I heard Edward say, "Deep breath, Bella," I had no idea where he was coming from, though I did as he ordered without hesitation. Then, his lips crashed into mine, effectively tearing apart any reality that I might have existed in and thrusting us both into some perfect sphere that was ours alone.

I was glad that I had followed his instructions; it was all I could do to remember how to kiss him back, let alone figure out something so silly and trivial as breathing.

A few glorious moments later, Edward had one hand at the small of my back while the other was hopelessly entangled in my hair. I was probably about to pass out, because he finally pulled away, and by that time I was far too busy restoring my butchered lungs to something like full working order to be upset about it.

Edward pulled me onto his chest to recuperate, and, after patiently waiting for me to return to a less frazzled state of mind, he asked, "What are you thinking?"

Honestly, I wasn't sure.

"Hmm..I'm thinking of..."

"Yes?"

Hah! Of course.

I smiled and braced my fore-arms on his chest to bring my face closer to his.

"You."

Since most of my thoughts had revolved around Edward for quite a while now, I often failed to realize I was even thinking about him.

Edward grinned, rolling his eyes and saying, "Oh, is that all?"

I put on an indignant expression, exclaiming, "I think that's quite a bit, thank you very much!"

He snorted--most elegantly, of course.

"Right." Upon seeing my still-serious expression, he leaned up to kiss my nose.

"Would you mind being a little more specific?" he asked, eyes twinkling.

This time, I was the one to roll my eyes.

"Certainly not. That would take years."

He laughed, "Bella, you don't need to be that specific."

I huffed. "Well, it's pretty much all or nothing, in this case, so bugger off," I retorted defensively.

Edward cocked an eyebrow.

"If you insist," he replied, shrugging in a most suspicous manner.

It wasn't till he had already disappeared out from under me that I realized just what he meant by that.

"Edwa--!"

The exclamation was most inconveniently interrupted by the arrival of my face in the nearest couch cushion--the one beneath where Edward had been.

Ow.

Unsuccessfully repressed chuckles erupted behind me, and I whirled around to glare icy daggers of wrath at the culprit--which, since I was neither coordinated nor vertical, resulted in me toppling off the sofa.

Edward rescued me from painful demise, naturally, but his lips were tightly pursed and his shoulders were shaking, which only increased infuriation on my part.

Finally, though, I could no longer hold my glare in place; he just looked so cute when he was trying to look repentant and hold back hysterical laughter at the same time...and I suppose that the whole thing was kind of amusing...Really, can you blame me?

I grinned, and that was all it took.

We both succumbed to relatively quiet laughter, collapsing neatly on the floor. I pressed my face mirthfully into Edward's quaking shoulder, still laughing, when--

Ding-dong!

Aw, not again!

A/N: Does anyone sense a trend forming, here? Mayhaps I should just rename this, 'Inconvenient Interuptions' or something. Actually, I'd been wanting to do the doorbell thing for quite some time, but restrained myself because I knew that the pattern would get really old, really fast. Finally, though, I caved to the demon on my right shoulder(I'm a lefty, so angel goes on the left shoulder--dur!). He just kept saying things like, 'Aw, come on. You know you want to.' and you know what? I do! so, yeah.

Oh! Ch.2 of 'Edward Moments' will be posted soon, tomorrow or the next day, depending on how I feel. (more reviews make for quicker update! hint hint wink wink)

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