This is the T rated chapter, btw.
I walked upstairs that night. I went into Edward's room and started changing into my pajamas. I had to hurry.
Little did I know he was in here. He had been the entire time. He had seen me change into my black cotton frog pajama pants, and he was still just staring at me when I was only in a bra.
That's okay though. I don't mind.
He was only seeing everything he saw last week, but this week, I had a skimpier bra. And it made me look bigger.
Okay. So, last week's technically made me look smaller, and this one showed actual size, but oh well. Either way, I looked bigger than last week.
"Shit," I whispered. "I didn't know you were in here this time."
He stood up. "I can, uh, go."
"No!" I said quickly. "It's okay."
He chuckled softly. "Bella, you're having another blush moment."
"Please don't go," I said quietly.
He wrapped his arms around me, and I ignored the cool feeling. I liked it here.
"Love, if you want me here," he said happily.
I kissed him. "I'll always want you here."
He pulled me closer, and I kissed his neck.
Hey. I could reach anywhere else. His lips were too high up, and I was too close to him.
"I bet they're all listening," I murmured against his skin.
He let out a nervous, strained laugh. "They are."
"Why are you nervous?" I asked tauntingly. I pushed him against the wall, somehow. I'm not sure how either.
I kissed his neck again.
"Bella," he whispered.
"Shh. They might get the wrong idea," I teased.
"You," he started.
I felt his hands rest on my hips, and I smiled.
"What about me?" I breathed in his ear.
"Are…killing me," he finally managed to choke out.
I giggled. "All you had to do was ask," I said as I took a step back.
He grinned. "Who knew you could be so seductive? You. Innocent Bella can be the most seductive person ever. Sad thing is, this is just when you don't want anything."
"Innocent Bella?" I asked. He grinned.
The truth was, I did want something. I couldn't tell him though. He might get mad at me for even asking.
I had always dreamed as a little girl that I would find someone special, get married, and my first time would be after the wedding.
Now, I had two weeks till I became a vampire. Graduation was in a little less than two weeks. We have the exact date. And, after, it wouldn't be the same.
And, for a long time, all I would be thinking about would be blood. There would be no, 'Let's spend time with Edward.' I probably wouldn't even think about him.
That's hard to picture. Me not thinking about Edward.
Edward sighed. "What I would give to hear what you're thinking."
"I'll tell you," I said simply. "But you'll get mad, and…"
He nodded. "Come on."
I pulled on my cami, and he walked me downstairs.
Emmett burst out laughing when we got downstairs.
"Edward, oh Edward!" he exclaimed.
My cheeks started burning, and I felt horrible. Edward was so gonna get it when I left. Emmett wouldn't shut up about it.
"Can it Emmett," Edward snapped.
"My bad," he said with a smirk. "It was actually, 'Bella, oh Bella!'"
"What do vampires do at night?" I asked randomly.
Everyone in the room froze and looked at me.
"Uh," I stuttered.
"It…depends," Edward said carefully.
"Edward used to read books," Emmett said.
"Well, unlike Rose, Bella actually has to sleep," Edward reminded him.
"A ha!" Emmett exclaimed.
"I never said I didn't," Edward pointed out.
"True…" Emmett grinned at me.
"I don't want to know," I said before walking outside.
Edward followed me. He paused for a second, and I jumped on his back.
"In two weeks, you won't have to do this," I whispered in his ear. He sighed and took off running.
Graduation was going to either come really fast or really slow.
I had to talk to Jacob. I had to.
Edward stopped. "Here we are."
I jumped off his back. "Very nice. Good timing too."
"What were you thinking?" he asked quickly.
"What if I told you I will marry you?" I started.
He grinned. "I'd say what's the condition?"
"It's just one thing," I said softly. "Besides the fact you have to change me."
"Anything," he promised eagerly.
"I can have anything?" I asked.
He smiled. "I'm excited. There's something I can actually give you."
I kissed him. "This is something I'm not so sure you'll give me."
"Anything," he assured me.
I kissed him again, and he half-heartedly kissed me back.
He was curious.
I saw in the corner of my eye a shack. I pulled back and grinned. Why was everything working out so perfectly?
"Tell me!" he insisted. "Love, you're torturing me!"
"Come here," I said as I pulled on his arm.
His eyes flickered sideways, and it hit him. "You're not thinking what I think you're thinking, are you?"
I kissed his neck. "What do you think?"
"Bella!" he groaned. "I can't!"
I kissed his lips.
"Come on Edward," I whispered. "You know as well as I do that it won't be the same once I'm a vampire. And, we won't have a chance to do this until I get past the long blood stage."
"Bella!" he moaned. "I can't. I can't hurt you."
"You won't," I promised. I kissed his neck. "Edward, we belong together."
"Bella," he whispered. "I can't. If I hurt you, I'll never be able to live with myself."
"I'll be fine," I murmured against his neck. "Please! I'll never ask for anything again!"
He groaned. "Bella, I don't care if you ask for the world. Anything but this!"
"But this is all I want," I informed him.
I kissed his lips, and I could feel him surrendering.
I started slowly pulling him towards the shack, and the dead giveaway that he gave in was he was actually letting me.
"It'll be fine," I assured him.
"If I start hurting you, you better tell me. Isabella Swan, you can't even begin to imagine how hard this is," he said angrily.
He was mad at me?
"Are you mad?" I asked sadly. "I knew it. You are mad. I knew you would be. Look, Edward, if you're going to be mad, we can just go b—"
He shook his head. "I probably should be taking the opportunity I have to go back, but, if it's really what you want…"
I nodded eagerly. "More than anything. I just don't want you to be mad."
He smiled. "I could never be mad at you Bella. I'm just trying not to hurt you."
I kissed him, and I bumped into the door of the shack. I opened it, and we walked through, never breaking apart.
"How convenient," he mumbled.
There was a bed in the room.
"Do you notice how everything's working out?" I asked. "It's going to be fine."
He shook his head slowly, and my hands ran up to the buttons on his shirt. I stared unbuttoning them, and I slid it to the floor.
I couldn't help but stare at how perfect he was. He was…amazingly beautiful.
He slid his hands under my cami, and he pulled it off. I unbuttoned his pants, and I pushed them to the floor.
He looked…amazing in just boxers.
I unsnapped my bra, and Edward's breathing got heavier.
"Bella," he breathed. "I…"
"It's going to be fine," I promised as I sat it in the floor.
He looked at me, up and down, and he knotted his fingers in his hair. "I can't! Bella, I can't do this!" he stormed to the other side of the room. "I'm so stupid!"
"Oh," I said softly.
I see. I wasn't pretty enough yet.
"We should…get back," I said as I pulled back on my bra.
He looked at me. "Bella."
"It's okay," I said. "I get it."
"Love, I don't think you do," he whispered. He was suddenly there, kissing me softly.
"I get it. You don't have to say it," I said firmly. "What happened to my cami?"
"Bella, I seriously don't think you get it," he insisted.
"Please just don't say it. I feel bad enough," I whispered.
"You shouldn't feel bad," he said. "It's not your fault."
"Yes it is!" I groaned. "It's all my fault!"
"No," he whispered, pulling me into a hug. "It's not."
I sighed. I knew it would be best to let him think he won.
"If you say so," I whispered.
He nodded. "I do. Now, maybe we should get back before they get suspicious."
"Edward, I'm still going to marry you," I said firmly.
He smiled. "Really?"
I nodded and hugged him. "Yes."
I put back on my cami, and I realized…he was already dressed.
Oh yeah. Super speed.
"Ha," I whispered. "I beat you."
He grinned. "I let you win." I jumped on his back, and we ran back home.
"Hey!" Esme exclaimed when we walked in the door. "Did you two have a nice chat?"