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BPOV

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May 21, 2013

I've just laid Gracie down for bed, tucking her in and kissing her forehead, "Night Gracie, light on or off?" Ever since her momma died Edward tells me she's afraid of the dark.

"On please."

I smile at her and nod.

"Thank you, goodnight, Bella." I hear before walking out the door. I walk down stairs and head towards Edward's office, he missed dinner tonight, I want to tell him I fixed him a plate and left it in the oven. As I get near his office I see theres a light on.

"Edward," I say pushing open the door, but there's no one here. Walking in and looking around, there's papers strewn all across his desk, blue prints out with changes he's working on for the plantation. The study smells like him; taking in a deep breath I close my eyes and let the smell take over my senses: Old Spice and sawdust. I love being in his study, I feel closer to him here and his book collection is amazing. Walking up to the window, I notice the light on and movement in the boat house.

"I wonder who's in there, this late," I whisper. Edward never allows anyone in there.

Walking out the back door, it's starting to drizzle; I can smell the rain in the air. Opening the doors to the boat house I call out, "hello…hello who's in here?" I hear tinkering coming from inside the boat. "Edward, is that you?" He has his back toward me, but doesn't answer. "Edward?" I call out again.

"Is Gracie okay, is she not going to bed?" he asks without turning around.

"She's fine, she's asleep, are you alright? I was looking for you, you missed dinner."

"Yeah, sorry about that, lost track of time. I can't get this damn thing to turn on." He grunts.

Immediately I sense something is wrong, his demeanor's off. Climbing into the boat, I place a hand on his back.

"Edward, leave it for tomorrow, it's getting late."

"Just one more second, I almost got it," he says.

I know he's avoiding me, I sense he's missing Rosalie; she loved this boat. That's why he's so protective of it and won't let anyone near it. Aside from Gracie; it's the only tangible thing he has left.

"The rain is coming down pretty hard, we should get inside." I sigh as I hear the rain coming down hard on the tin roof of the boat house.

"Damn it, Bella, I said give me a minute." he growls, throwing down the wrench.

I flinch at his words. He stands and lets out a breath as he drags a hand through his hair, I can see the sadness in his eyes—You did this to him, Bella. Pain laces through me as I quickly push the thought away. I turn to leave, and feel him grasp my hand.

"I'm sorry, it's not your fault, I just miss her so much," he murmurs. Feeling his pain, my eyes tear up; I turn to him as he's falling to his knees. He pulls me toward him wrapping his arms around my waist, resting his head on my stomach. My shirt getting wet from his silent tears. I lay a hand on his head and run my fingers through his hair; it's all I can do to give him comfort. I feel his hands slide up the back of my shirt; it feels so good.

Closing my eyes I focus on the hot trail his fingers are leaving on my skin.

Edward looks up at me, his beautiful green eyes speak of longing, want and need.

"I need you," he whispers.

Before I can even say yes he is lifting my shirt. Running the pads of his fingers along my spine, placing small butterfly kisses on my navel. I fall to my knees in front of him. We just look at each other, no words are spoken as he unhooks my bra and it falls to the floor. I know he needs this…not to think, just to feel, so I brush my hands under his shirt and raise it above his head. Leaning in I kiss his chest—his heart beating frantically, under my lips. Edward's hands delve into my hair and he gently tilts my head up, searching my eyes, waiting for me to stop him… as if.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity, he leans in and kisses me. His lips are so soft, his breath is warm, and his scent is intoxicating. Our tongues touch and we both moan. Needy hands are roaming each other's bodies as he lays me down atop our discarded shirts. Resting his head in between my breasts, he seems to be mesmerized as he watches his fingers move over my pert nipples. They travel down my stomach and he nimbly removes my pants. Reaching my hand to his waist, I pull down his pants and boxers, never speaking a word; we're lost in our own poetry.

I'm consumed in his lascivious gaze; I can see it in his eyes and he can see it in mine, we both want this. Leaning back into me, he trails wet kisses upon my thighs and under my breasts. As he swipes his tongue along my hard nipples my body shivers in response.

"Are you cold?" he breaks our silence.

"No," I whisper.

Closing my eyes I let myself feel him, not my guilt over what I've done, what I took away from him and Gracie. In this moment all that matters is that I can give Edward something he needs...that's what I focus on. Running my hands over his back, feeling every muscle, absorbing every sigh, I open myself up to this man. Trailing my hands down to his ass, I squeeze him gently. He thrusts slightly into my core, and I can feel how hard he is. Sucking my nipple into his mouth and swirling his tongue around it, I arch my back and whimper. He squeezes my hips with his hands and reaches in between us swiping a finger into my wet folds—we both moan deeply. He begins to rub tight circles around my clit with his thumb as he moves his middle finger and rotates at my entrance once before inserting it.

I gasp and buck my hips, "Edward." I moan while gripping his shoulders and opening my legs wider for him. He grabs his cock and swipes the head up and down my wet pussy.

"Oh dear God." I let my head fall back, "please, please," I whimper.

"So warm, so soft," Edward whispers. With one final swipe and stroke to his hardening cock he positions himself at my entrance. Looking at me, and then back down at where we are connected. Ever so slowly he pushes inside me. Leaning his head into the crook of my neck, he bites down. I can feel him stretching me, and he's so big. It's a heavenly form of torture.

"Shit." My eyes roll back. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he pushes in all the way and stills. We're both breathing rapidly, I push my hips up letting him know it's okay to continue. Edward begins pumping in and out of me slowly, I can feel him letting go of all the anxiety he had bottled up inside. Our bodies are slick with sweat, he's kissing up my neck, reaching my lips he slips his tongue into my mouth; our breaths wash over each other. He's so tender and loving. Each moment feels like a precious memory he is trying to replace his nightmares with. He gently sucks on my bottom lip as our foreheads connect. His hips start moving a little faster and I can feel him hitting every single spot inside me, I tighten my hold on him and urge him to go faster. He reaches down between us and presses and rubs my swollen nub.

"So good, so fucking good. I knew you would be heavenly." he grunts out.

"Edward, oh God, Edward….please." I can feel myself losing control and with one last swipe of his thumb, my body stiffens and I feel electricity jolt down my spine. "Fuck, don't stop, don't stop." I'm panting in his ear. The emotions I have for him come gushing out of me.

With one last hard thrust, he grunts out my name, "Belllllaaa".

His body slumps down onto me and his weight anchors me to the here and now. I close my eyes and wrap my arms around him, taking everything in; the rain outside, this boat, his grief for his sister, his love for his niece and the long road we have ahead of us.

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Edward and I walk hand in hand back to the main house. Lost in my thoughts, I can't help but wonder what this means for Edward and I, will he want to have a relationship, or is this just a passing thing? Having been intimate with Edward changes everything, what will happen when I reveal who I really am? I can't help but feel devastated; maybe this was a huge mistake. Feeling my arm tug back suddenly, I'm snapped out of my thoughts, I turn around to find Edward staring at me with a concerned look on his face.

"Are you alright, Bella? You haven't said a word since we got dressed back in the boat house. Are you regretting this? Was I that terrible?" Edward asks chuckling nervously.

I can see the terrified expression pass through his eyes, I knows he's afraid of getting close to anyone; he doesn't want to be left again. Walking up to him; placing a hand on his cheek, I try to push away any doubt he has.

"Of course not, it was everything I ever imagined it would be, so much more actually. I'm sorry I've been quiet—giving you the wrong impression. I loved it Edward, I'm just thinking about how things have changed now between us—where this leaves us?"

"We'll I'm glad I didn't suck!" Edward says with a tilt of his head and that oh so very sexy crooked smile. Bringing me closer to him, he places his hands on my hips.

"Bella, this does change everything. I've wanted you since the moment you walked into my life and I'm not letting you go. I want this between us; please don't feel like this was just something casual for me. I want you here with me and Gracie." Leaning in he places a small kiss to my lips.

Closing my eyes, I kiss him back, placing my hands around his neck, I hug him. Breathing a sigh of relief I whisper in his ear, "Edward, there's no place else I would rather be."

With a soft laugh, Edward leans back to look at me. "Great, now that we have that settled, why don't we get out of this rain and into the house?"

"Yes lets," I say giggling. "I still have to feed you, I'll warm up your dinner while you get changed."

"That sounds wonderful, I'm starving!" I hear his stomach emit a loud grumble.

"Oh, you sure are, hurry up let's go!" I say tugging on his hand running into the house.

Laughing as we run into the house, Edward runs right into my back, holding onto my hips to steady himself.

"Bella, love what is it?" he asks as he steps to my side to see what I'm looking at. Right in front of us are Alice and Tanya, both have their hands folded across their chest with an expression I can't place.

"Alice, Tanya, is Gracie okay, what's with the look?" Edwards asks.

"Gracie is fine, Edward. What is going on here? What were you two doing at this hour outside?" Alice asks with a sneer.

"That is none of your concern Alice! If Gracie is fine, then you have no reason to be here, go on home to your husband and attend to him. Stop meddling," Edward says with a huff as he brushes his way past Alice.

"Tanya, did you need something?" Edwards asks over his shoulder, starting to walk up the stairs.

"She was looking for Bella actually." Alice informs him.

"Oh," Edward says looking from Alice to Tanya, then to me.

Walking up, I face the two women. "What is it Tanya, what did you need?"

Tanya is about to speak when Alice snatches the paper she's holding.

"You have a message, Tanya was trying to get it to you, the caller said it was urgent." Alice informs me with a smirk.

"A message, from whom?" Edward asks as he walks back down the stairs. He comes to stand right next to me.

"Have you given this number out to anyone?" he asks.

"No, I haven't, I don't know who could possibly be calling me here."

"Well, it appears a Lieutenant Colonel Emmett McCarty called looking for a Marie Isabella Swan, Signal Warrant Officer Marie Isabella Swan to be exact, he's under the distinct impression that she is residing here," Alice says with an evil glint in her eye.

My breath hitches and my heart starts to beat frantically—No, no, no, this can't be happening, he can't find out this way.

"Marie Isabella Swan? That can't be, how can she be here?" Edward ask looking at me. "There must be some confusion, give me the number, I'll call Lieutenant Colonel McCarty. Maybe he was calling to inform me about the investigation on Rose's death. This Marie Swan, she's the one who killed Rose. He probably has some new information on her. That must be it, I'll call in—"

"Edward... stop," I whisper as I reach for his hand. I realize that I'm going to have to come clean to him about who I really am and how I came to be here. Taking a deep breath, I chance a glance at the two women in front of me. What I see damn near knocks me on my ass. Alice has the smuggest look on her face, as if she knows what I'm about to confess. In this moment I realize this was Alice's plan all along. This is her way of removing me and her chance at taking Gracie from Edward.

"What?" Edward asks with confusion in his eyes.

"What Bella is trying to say is that Marie Swan, the one who killed your sister, well…That would be Bella Dwyer, isn't that right Marie?" Alice asks with an evil smile.

"Edward, can I please have a word with you in private?" I ask while glaring at Alice.

"Wait, what is she saying, Bella?" Edward snatches his hand away. "Why is Alice saying you're Marie Swan?"

"Because I am." I inform him as tears run down my cheeks. I know I've lost him; he isn't going to listen to a word I have to say.

"Please let me explain," I whisper, stepping closer to him. I can see him shutting down as recognition, betrayal, sadness and finally anger passes through his eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN, YOU ARE?" Edward points a finger at me in angry accusation. "You...you lied to me, to us, to Gracie! For what reason exactly? To get a sick satisfaction, to see us suffer while you laughed behind our backs, all the while knowing you caused all of this?" Edward yells.

I remain silent, I deserve this.

"I can't believe I went against my instinct and let you in—and what we just did out there…" Edward trails off as he points outside.

"What fucked up part of your game was that, huh Marie?" he screams practically spitting in my face.

I flinch at his words.

"NO, please just let me explain, Edward. Hurting you was never my intention, I lo—"

"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING SAY IT! I'm done listening to this, get the fuck out my house!" he yells as he storms up the stairs, leaving me stunned and crying in the foyer.

"What have I done?" I cry into my hands.

"Well I guess the cats out the bag, our job is done here Tanya, let's let 'Marie' here pack," Alice says laughing as she walks out of the house. Alice knew that having me out of the way would make it that much easier for her to take Gracie away from Edward.

Falling to my knees I sob; how could this have happened? How could I just lose everything? If only Edward would allow me to explain. Who am I kidding; he thinks I killed his sister. I lied straight to his face for three months. I should have been honest, but I was so afraid of his reaction and him pushing me away. And look where that got me, I've lost them anyway.

Standing up, I climb the stairs to gather my belongings. Reaching Edward's bedroom I stop, placing a hand on the door knob.

"I never meant to hurt you, I love you," I whisper.

With all my belongings packed into my suitcase, I walk down the hall and into Gracie's room. Walking over and kneeling at her bedside I place a hand on her cheek.

"I'm so sorry sweet girl, please forgive me, I love you very much," I say with a tremble to my lips. Tears slip freely down my face as I lean in and kiss Gracie on the cheek.

Walking down the stairs and out the door I stop down the porch, looking up into the sky.

"I tried Rose, I'm sorry I failed them...that I failed you." With one last look toward the house, I walk down the driveway, leaving my heart behind.

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