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~~~Chapter 4~~~

For a vampire, usually time slowed down to a standstill if we were with humans. We moved at extraordinary speeds and to talk and walk and interact with our intended prey was almost like torture.

Tonight, being with Bella the evening flew by. I ate the lasagna slowly while we chatted about everything, our conversation skipping from one subject to the next. I drank the wine, but got drunk on her beauty, her wit, her intelligence.

I could hear the engine of her father's cruiser down the road, while he read a fishing magazine and wondering if we were getting along well enough. He was hoping Bella liked me, and he was hoping I'd ask his daughter out on a proper date.

"It's going on eleven already. I should be heading home."

Bella gasped and looked over the sink. "Holy Moses! I can't believe we talked for three hours. How come you didn't stop me?" She was smiling though, as she admonished me. I grinned at her and put another dish into the sink.

"I like hearing your voice, Bella. Talking to you is easy, I enjoyed myself immensely. I'd like to do this again, if you're amenable to it." I rushed through the invitation before I could talk myself out of it. She blushed and nodded her head.

"I would love that. We'll, ah, have to coordinate our days off. Mine are Saturday and Sunday, of course."

"I have Friday and Saturday off this week. I don't go on shift though, until the afternoons. I like the night shift. Usually it's pretty quiet until some intriguing woman speeds down my road and I pull her over. I have to say that pulling you over was one of the best things I've done in a long time, Miss Swan." I winked at her as I slipped my windbreaker on and opened the front door. She went outside with me, waiting by my open car door as I turned back to her.

"I had a great time tonight, Bella. Thank you for inviting me." Even though I knew I'd have to purge the human food I'd consumed, it was still worth it. I heard Charlie's thoughts down the road as he watched us lean in closer.

"I'm glad you came, even if my father bailed on us."

"I'm kind of glad he left, Bella. Flirting with the police chief's daughter could become dangerous to my health."

She smiled up at me coquettishly and blushed. "You weren't that obvious. I wasn't sure you liked me as much as I do you, Edward."

Bending down I kissed her softly on her lips before she could start chewing on the bottom one, a habit I'd noticed all night when she was a bit nervous. I moaned at the taste of her lips, a rich blend of her blood at the surface of her skin and the wine we'd drunk while getting to know each other. She pushed closer to me and I wrapped her in my arms, pulling her gently up against my body as I deepened the kiss. Her lips opened on a gasp and I pushed my tongue in slowly, afraid she'd reject my advances.

She didn't. She crossed her arms behind my neck, her fingers burrowing through my slightly rumpled hair to pull me even closer to her!

'Go for it, boy! Knew you weren't gay. Hah! I win the pool at the office.' Charlie's gleeful thoughts interrupted my pleasure at tasting his daughter and I pulled away from her mouth slowly, panting although I didn't need to breath. I was painfully hard, pressed against her stomach. I kept myself from rubbing my erection against her for friction, just barely though.

Her eyes were closed when I looked down at her, a smile on her lips and a blush on her cheeks again.

"I think that was my favorite part of the evening, Bella. May I call on you Saturday afternoon?"

"So 20th century, Officer Cullen." She giggled and pulled away, but held my hand within hers. I lifted them and kissed her knuckles lightly, smiling down at her.

"I'm an old fashioned guy, Bella. Saturday? At 2? I thought we could take a walk, just hang out." Alice had said we'd have cloud cover for the next two weeks.

"Alright. I'd like that." She leaned up and hugged me. Through Charlie's eyes I could tell that his daughter had caught him staking out their house and watching us next to my car. He saw Bella frown and scowl at him before she returned her attentions to me.

"You saw him, huh?"

"How long have you known he was there?" She pulled completely out of my embrace and cocked her fists on her hips as she confronted me. I ached for her touch again.

"A few minutes, that's all. I figured if he had a problem with me kissing you, he'd have made himself known. He really needs to find a girlfriend, though."

'Damn it, she caught me. Wonder if she'd believe I just pulled down the street and saw them? Probably not. She's too observant for her own good sometimes.' Charlie started his cruiser up and pulled into the parking spot next to Bella's Prius. He had the good grace to look chagrined when he got out.

"Hi, boss."

"Cullen. Saw you two outside and thought I'd give you some time alone before I interrupted anything." He grinned at me, replaying our kiss in his mind. What father was so interested in his daughter's love life? Correction, what father was so positively interested in his daughter's love life? Most fathers were over-protective and overbearing to their daughter's suitors. And they usually dreamed of using guns. Charlie didn't need to dream anything. I knew for a fact he had three handguns and two shotguns and two hunting rifles he used every autumn in his gun cabinet. Not that they'd make much difference to me, but still!

"That's fine. I was just heading out. I'll see you Saturday afternoon, Bella. Bye." I kissed her cheek this time and nodded a good bye to Charlie before sliding into my Mustang and pulling away from the curb. I could see Bella watching me from down the road before I turned and was on my way towards my home.