Bella sat in her bath robe at the bar counter in our island kitchen, drumming her fingers impatiently as I cooked her up some eggs.

'I thought vampires were supposed to be inhumanly fast?' she scowled in my direction.

'Someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?' I teased with my back to her.

She let out a huge sigh and before she could finish it, the eggs were in front of her.

'Eat up, crabby.'

Without any hesitation, she dug in. I leaned across the counter and watched her eat at a speed that shocked even me.

Minutes later, she leaned back in her seat and patted her stomach.

'Mmmm…that's better. Thanks.'

'Sorry I was so unobservant. I keep forgetting you're human. And that you have quite an appetite.' I smirked and winked at her.

She scrunched up her face in concentration and leaned towards me to trace the circles underneath my eyes.

'You look hungry too, Edward.'

And I was. Desperately. I hadn't hunted since before the wedding. It had been over a week without a meal. My mind had been elsewhere…until she had mentioned it. My throat constricted and I swallowed reflexively, swallowing fire.

I shrugged nonchalantly. 'I'm fine. No worries. Besides, I have other things on my mind.' I traced her lips with my fingertips.

She mimicked my position over the countertop, placing her elbows on the surface and her face in her hands, leaning towards me.

'So I was thinking…' She breathed into my face.

'Mhmm?' I closed my eyes and smiled as her breath blew across my face.

'About Dartmouth…'

My eyes darted open and met hers. 'Really?'

'Yeah. I figured another year being human wouldn't hurt. And why not spend that year failing out of college.'

Another year being human? Are you kidding me? Was she trying to get both of us killed? I loved the idea of us going to college together, but her staying human with us being like this, was incredibly dangerous and near impossible.

'As much as I've wanted to hear those words, it is impossible, Bella. We would be living together, alone. Don't you see any danger in that? At all?'

She shrugged lazily. 'You haven't hurt me.'

'Yet.' I spat out.

The fact that she wasn't concerned at all about this frustrated me. It made me angry even.

'Why now? After all of your stubbornness about changing, why turn the tables on me now? I was just starting to accept the fact that you are stubborn as hell and there was nothing I could do to change your mind.'

She leaned in towards my face, running her lips across my jaw and to my ear.

'I don't think I've had enough of this.' She whispered, nibbling on the edge of my ear.

I grabbed her face and lightly pushed it back, allowing our eyes to meet.

'You are insane, Bella. The fact that I even allowed us to do something…something so…so…irresponsible…'

'Irresponsible?' She swiped away my hands from her face, backed away and crossed her arms in front of her chest. 'I can understand not wanting to defile me before marriage. But now that we're married, making love is still irresponsible? You are impossible!' She spun off of her chair and marched into the living room, flopping herself down on the couch.

'Maybe irresponsible was the wrong choice of word.' I said, walking over towards the couch.

And it was. I had obviously hurt her feelings. I could see her quickly swipe under her eyes, trying to cover any evidence that she was crying.

'I guess I'll just stop flinging myself at you. Maybe my innocence will grow back on its own, since you won't be touching me anytime soon.'

I sat myself on the couch at a distance from her.

'I'm sorry, Bella. I am just so scared of hurting you.' I held up a finger to interrupt her argument towards that statement. 'I know I haven't hurt you. And why I say 'yet' is because we're new at this. I have the possibility of hurting you. Not just hurting you, but killing you.'

She sat in silence, leaned up against the arm of the couch, arms still crossed in front of her chest. She stared down at her arms, never breaking her stare to make eye contact.

'I thought this would make you happy. Me, staying human; us, going to college. I was actually getting excited about going. The more you shoved it at me, of course the more determined I was not to go, but spending time here with you, the idea grew on me.' She wiped yet another tear away from her cheek.

Of course I was about to give in. Why wouldn't I? She was excited to go and I wanted us to go so badly. It would only be a year before she 'failed' out. Of course, that wouldn't happen in a million years, but maybe after a year at Dartmouth, we could take a hiatus. Deal with what we had to deal with, and hopefully a few years later we could continue.

'One year.' I stated flatly.

She darted her eyes up. 'Really!?'

'Yessss.' I sighed, but then smirked at her shocked expression.

She launched herself off of the couch arm clumsily and flung herself into my arms.

'We have to go slower, Bella. Please be patient.'

She began to back away from me hesitantly.

'No, this is fine.' I laughed as I pulled her back and held her to me.

She buried her head into my chest. 'One year. I promise. It might not even take a year. I'll probably screw up within the first few months anyways.'

'You are so absurd, Bella. You have no idea how smart you are.'

'I got into Dartmouth, I must be smart.' She said sarcastically. 'It's not like someone else filled out my application for me or anything. I did it all by myself.'

'It was just a push in the right direction.' I whispered into her ear, brushing her hair from her forehead.

She sighed into my chest. 'So, was that our first fight?'

'I guess it was.' I chuckled into her hair.

'I kind of liked it.' She whispered, barely audibly into my chest.

We both laughed uncontrollably.

'We are both insane.' I laughed, gasping for air.

'No doubt.' She said, crawling up and lightly kissing my lips.

We were both insane. And we both loved it.