A/N:

Disclaimer: Twilight and all of its characters belong to Stephenie Meyer. I'm just having my fun.

So here's Chapter 4. Sorry it took longer than the others-- it's a lot longer. I didn't intend for it to be so long, but I wanted to have fun with it. Enjoy!


BPOV

I woke up feeling warmth all around me. It was more than just the bright morning sun streaming in through the window above my bed; My head was nestled into Edward's warm chest, with his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. When had this happened? I slowly opened my eyes to peer at Edward's face, to realize that he was still sleeping. I knew I should have moved away, but I decided to be selfish for a couple more minutes, so I stayed exactly where I was, basking in the feeling of Edward's breath on the back of my neck. It was just what I had been wishing for last night.

I don't know how long I stayed there in Edward's arms, listening to his slow breathing and feeling his chest rise and fall steadily. As I snuggled closer into Edward's perfect body, I wondered what he would think when he woke up. I had so many questions. Was this comfortable for him? Did this mean that he felt something for me? And was our sleeping position unconscious, or did Edward pull me to him at some point in the night? If he had, what would happen now?

After what felt like hours, Edward finally stirred behind me. I stayed as still as possible, hoping he wouldn't freak when he realized he was holding me in his arms... Exactly the way I wanted, I might add. I felt him take in a sharp breath and freeze momentary, but then relax.

"Bella?" His voice sounded worried.

I took a deep breath and shifted in his arms so I could look at him, and smiled.

"How long have you been awake?"

"I don't know, maybe twenty minutes?"

"Were we..."

I nodded slowly, trying to read the expression on his face. Confusion? "Is this uncomfortable for you?" I asked.

He paused for a second, thinking. "No, not really. I was actually thinking that I was very warm."

I smiled at him, exhaling a breath I didn't know I was holding. "I'm guessing this just kind of happened in our sleep... We usually sleep that way, so I suppose our bodies just did what they felt was normal."

"It does feel normal," he nodded, agreeing.

I realized he still had his arms locked around me, and I guess he noticed where my eyes went, because a second later they were gone. I sighed, not wanting to move from that very comfortable position. I could lay with Edward like that for the rest of my life and never need to move.

I stretched out my limbs as far as they could go, deciding it was time for breakfast.

"Is there anything you want for breakfast, Edward? I could make some waffles again."

"That sounds fantastic, thanks. I think I'm going to take a shower while you're cooking."

I smiled at him, happy that he wanted me to make him breakfast again. I took one last glimpse at his perfect body lying next to me, and unwillingly got out of bed, grumbling.

I felt Edward's hand wrap around my wrist, stopping me. "Bella, I just wanted to thank you for everything that you've been doing. You've been wonderful. I don't know what I could do to make it up to you, but can I at least cook you dinner tonight? I know for a fact that I can cook. A person never forgets how to boil spaghetti." He tapped his pointer finger to his temple.

I laughed in agreement. "You really don't have to thank me, but sure you can make me dinner if it makes you feel any better."

"It does."

I walked into the kitchen to start breakfast, hearing the sound of the shower starting. I decided to listen to some music this morning, so I put in a mix of all the best Debussy compositions and pressed play. The beautiful piano of "Clair de Lune" filled the apartment, and I hummed as I mixed the waffle batter.

I had a feeling that today would be a good day. Edward was already feeling comfortable with me, and maybe even a little more. I smiled to myself, hoping that someday soon I could kiss his full lips again with as much passion as I could muster, and he would respond equally. Just as I was about to pour the batter into the waffle iron, the phone rang.

"Hello?"

It was Alice on the other end, telling– not asking– me that we were going shopping with Rose today, because tonight we were all going out with our men; some hip new bar just opened, and according to Alice, we just had to check it out.

"Don't you think it's a little early to drag Edward out to a nightclub? He needs his rest." I tried to reason with Alice, although I knew that Edward would say yes to going– it was me that didn't feel totally up for it.

Eventually, I got talked into going. I could practically hear Alice giving me the puppy dog face, so I caved. I shook my head to myself. There was really no point in trying.

Alice and Rosalie were picking me up in an hour, so I had to get going. I quickly finished making the waffles, and put them on plates just as Edward walked into the kitchen.

"Smells good in here," he said, smiling.

"Alice just called; I have to go shopping with her and Rose in an hour, and I think Jasper and Emmet are coming to hang out with you for the day. Apparently we're all going out tonight."

"Sounds good... I was starting to feel a little stir-crazy in this apartment, stuck thinking about my leg. It's a welcome distraction." I grimaced when he mentioned his leg, seeing in his eyes that he meant to add, 'and brain', and took a bite out of my waffle.

When I was done eating, I took a quick shower and put on jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt. Alice couldn't complain about that outfit– it was one of the more modest things she had bought me. Just as I finished drying my hair, the doorbell rang.

"Hey, Edward, how are you feeling?" I heard Alice ask down the hall.

"Better, actually. I'm looking forward to tonight."

My stomach did a flip when I realized that I would probably be dancing with Edward tonight...either that or feeling completely awkward. I wasn't sure if it was a good flip or a bad flip. My emotions were all over the place lately, so I decided to not even try deciphering my body's actions. Hopefully tonight would be a step in the right direction for Edward and I... But what was the right direction? I guess I would just have to wait and see.

I walked into the hallway to greet Alice and Rosalie. Edward was back in the kitchen, putting our breakfast plates into the dishwasher; did he really feel that comfortable here already? At any rate, it was nice to see. I turned to a smiling Alice and Rose, and gave them each a tight hug. Alice was practically jumping up and down with excitement.

"You sure are chipper today, Alice. What's up?"

She pulled me closer, as if she was about to tell me a secret. "Does Edward remember you?"

"I don't think so, why?" I was confused.

"He just looks so...relaxed. Like nothing ever happened. And I saw the way he just looked at you. What have you two been doing?"

"Nothing, I swear," I whispered back. What look? "Anyways, let's get going. The sooner we start shopping, the sooner we can stop."

Rose laughed. "That's my girl."

I gave her a look.

"You've just been so somber and... in all honesty, a little pathetic these past couple of days. It's good to see you smiling again."

"Thanks, Rose. I think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me," I joked.

She swatted at my arm.

"Now, now," Alice said. "We need to shop!" She turned toward the kitchen. "Edward, Em and Jazz should be here soon. They weren't exactly jumping up and down when we woke them up this morning."

Edward absently waved his hand in the air. "Bye, girls. See you tonight." He paused, and turned to look at me. "Bella, be back here by six, okay?"

"Okay, see you then, Edward."

We walked out the door, and immediately I was bombarded with questions regarding Edward and I.

"Have you two kissed?"

"He so obviously has a thing for you."

"It's like love at first sight all over again!"

"Did you notice the way he looked at you?"

"What's happening at six?"

I couldn't process anything while I was practically being shouted at, so I waited patiently until my best friends shut up. "First of all, no we did not kiss. Second of all, I have no idea what you two are talking about... He doesn't even know me!"

"Oh, Bella. Stop being so transparent. He obviously sees you as more than a stranger. I'd go so far to say that he definitely feels something for you. The look on his face when he was talking to or about you reminded me of back in high school, when you two first met. I imagine it's feeling similar to him, too. You know, he's in to you, but not sure which way to go because as per usual, he doesn't want to hurt your feelings. It makes total sense. It's like he met you all over again the other day at the hospital." Alice was so smart.

I shrugged, not really knowing what to say, or think, for that matter. We got into Rosalie's red Mercedes and drove to the mall. It was silent except for the radio, which was playing oldies. When it got like this with us, it usually meant that we were all thinking about our men.

"How are wedding plans going, Rose?"

Her face instantly lit up at my question. "Fantastic!" she squealed, launching into a detailed description of the table settings she and Emmet had chosen this week. "...I swear, that man has no sense of style. I'm going to need you two to spy on his suit for the ceremony. I wouldn't be surprised if he showed up in a powder blue penguin suit."

Alice made a gagging sound, and we all laughed at the completely possible statement.

"Don't worry, Rose. We'll make sure he looks as dapper and handsome as ever," I said, still giggling at the ridiculous image of Emmet I now had in my head. It was great to be back with my best friends, laughing and acting like nothing bad had happened lately. I was going to enjoy this day as much as possible.

As we made our way through Saks, I tried to hold back my cringes when Alice or Rose would pile another ungodly dress on the others in my arms. This was going to be a long day. Of course, Alice and Rosalie rarely had to try anything on to know that they would look perfect in it– they could look chic and sexy in a potato sack. I, on the other hand, was forced into short dress after dress, rejecting the ones that were either too revealing or emphasized my boyish figure. I was holed up in the dressing room, while Alice and Rose flung more dresses over the door. After about five billion tries, I finally found the perfect dress to impress Edward.

It was a royal blue Herve Leger strapless bandage dress, with a sweatheart neckline and criss-cross detail. It skimmed over my body tightly, giving the illusion of curves and pushing up whatever cleavage I usually kept in hiding. Although it took me ten minutes to squeeze into it, it was by far the sexiest dress I had ever worn. But then I looked at the tag and nearly passed out when I saw how much it would cost.

"Alice," I called, "do you realize that you just had me try on a thousand dollar dress?"

"Yep!" she chirped from outside my door.

"I can't afford it! At all!"

"Come out here so I can see it," she sighed, audibly tapping her foot on the floor.

I opened the door of my dressing room slowly, keeping my body hidden from behind it.

"Oh, suck it up, Bella. Let's see it," Rose said.

With a deep breath, I walked out.

Silence.

"Is it really that bad, guys? You can just tell me," I mumbled.

"No way, Bella. That is the sexiest dress I have ever seen. You have to get it! Edward will have a heart attack when he sees you," Alice beamed.

Rosalie nodded in agreement. "If I wasn't straight or engaged, I would definitely want to do you."

I laughed. "Thanks, Rose. I'll keep that in mind."

"Please get this," Alice whined.

"I can't afford it!"

"Fine, then I'll buy it for you!"

"You can't keep buying me clothes, Alice."

"As your best friend and future sister-in-law, it is my duty to make sure you look chic 24/7. So yes, I can. Try and stop me, if you'd like."

I huffed and walked back into my dressing room. "Fine. But I get to pay for my shoes." I could practically hear the smile spread across Alice's face from the other side of the door.

"Happy?" I said sarcastically as I handed her the dress.

"Very! Now we just need to get you some matching heels!"

I groaned as she dragged me by the arm towards the Manolo Blahniks's, Jimmy Choo's, and Christian Louboutin's. I swear that girl just loved to torture me with high fashion. As quickly and painlessly as possible, I picked out a pair of silver peep-toe Christian Louboutin platform pumps. Hopefully I wouldn't break my ankles in the five inch heels.

As we waited in line at the check-out, I eyed up the outfits that Rose and Alice had picked out for tonight. Alice was getting a yellow silk Phillip Lim mini dress that had short sleeves and a gathered waist. Her shoes were also Louboutin's, and were nude colored patent leather peep-toes. Rosalie chose a petal-pink Dolce & Gabbana bustier dress, with a pair of simple gold Jimmy Choo strappy sandals. Emmet and Jasper would for sure be drooling all night, while protecting their women from the wandering eyes of other men at the same time. Oh, how I loved my friends. Tonight would be a blast.

EPOV

Emmet and Jasper had come over about an hour after the girls went out shopping. Once they got here, armed with pizza and beer, we played video games and talked about our women non-stop until they came back from the mall. I had remembered all of Alice and Rosalie's shopping trips from back in high school, but Emmet and Jasper had to fill me in on what they were like with the addition of Bella.

I was surprised to hear that Bella thought of shopping as torture– she was always so well-dressed.

"That's only because Alice sneaks into your room when Bella isn't looking and replaces all of the quote-unquote unmentionables with what your sisters sees as more suitable. Alice doesn't know this, but Bella hides all of her comfy clothes in your sock drawer." Jasper laughed.

"So that's why I found a ton of women's clothing in there. I wasn't sure if I should ask."

"Alice and Rose's style is a little 'out there' for Bella," Emmet added. "She usually tries to get out of these shopping trips. I was surprised that she gave in so easily today."

"Probably so she could impress Eddie, over here, tonight." Jasper wiggled his eyebrows at me.

"First of all, don't call me Eddie. Second of all, what are you talking about?" I was lost.

"Oh, come on, man. The way you've been talking about Bella all day, not only are you completely falling for her, it sounds like she's trying to flirt with you." Emmet sounded as if I should know these things.

"Now that I think about it, she was kinda flirting this morning. After she woke up to me holding her."

"Wait, what?!" Jasper and Emmet said at the same time, with a look of shock on their faces.

"Have you two..." Jasper trailed off suggestively.

"Oh, god, no. We haven't done anything. I wouldn't feel right! We just sort of...woke up like that. I had my arms wrapped around her waist and her head was cradled in my chest. She said something about that being how we used to sleep; it was probably just our bodies acting natural."

"Mmhmm." Emmet looked at me skeptically.

"What?" I mumbled, not really wanting an answer. I knew where this was going.

"You have to make some sort of a move tonight, man. It's not like it's weird how fast you've fallen for her– it happened like that back in high school."

"I don't want to hurt her, though."

"Just go with the flow."

I sighed. "I'll try."

Emmet and Jasper left shortly after that, leaving me to start cooking Bella dinner. I decided to make spaghetti and a salad– simple enough.

As I stirred the tomato sauce, I thought about what Jasper and Emmet had said. Could I really be falling for Bella so soon? I felt bad about that; it didn't seem right to have feelings for her while I couldn't remember our past. At the same time, I couldn't deny my emotions. She was beautiful on the inside and out– anyone could see that. When I touched her, my body reacted in a way that acknowledged our closeness, sexually and mentally. It was hard to believe that I had, in fact, slept with this woman. Not only that, but she was in love with me. How did I ever get so lucky?

Just as the timer on the stove went off, I heard Bella walking through the front door with Alice and Rose, all laughing at something I'd missed.

"Edward?" I heard Bella call.

"In the kitchen!"

"I'll be right in, I just have to drop all of my shopping bags on the bed and collapse for a second." I could here all three women giggling like teenage girls as I poured the pasta into bowls.

"Alice and I have to go get prepped for tonight, we'll all be back here at 7:30 to finish getting ready." I heard Rose say to Bella from the bedroom.

"Mmk, see you guys later," Bella said. She sounded relieved.

"Don't think you're getting off easy, Miss Swan. We're coming back with makeup," Alice teased. I could imagine Bella cringing at that moment. I would have, too.

"Right. See you then!" Her voice sounded slightly higher in pitch.

"Later, Edward." Rose and Alice waved as they walked out the door.

A minute later, Bella came into the kitchen and slumped against the counter. She looked exhausted. "I don't know how I'm going to go out tonight. That was the craziest shopping trip they have ever taken me on. I think I might have a heart attack when the prices of those clothing sink in. I don't know why your sister keeps insisting on buying me clothes; it just makes me feel bad."

"Yeah, Jasper and Emmet filled me in on the shopping i.e. torture trips that my sister and Rose take you on... Sorry about that."

"Oh, don't worry about me. I'm used to it," she groaned.

"Sounds like it," I chuckled. "Dinner's ready!"

"Great! I'm starved."

We sat down and ate our spaghetti in relative silence. Bella asked about my day with the guys, and I told her about how we just sat around and ate pizza and played video games. She rolled her eyes. "Men," she sighed. I smirked at her. We quickly finished eating so Bella could take a shower before everyone got here.

While she was in the bathroom, I stood in front of my closet trying to decide what to wear. I settled on a pair of dark jeans and a black button-up. Simple, but classic. Hopefully Bella would approve. I let my eyes roam around the room as I waited for her to finish getting ready. There were a couple huge shopping bags strewn around, all with expensive names on them. I rolled my eyes. This was obviously Alice's doing.

When Bella came into the room, she made me go in to the living room to wait for our friends to get here– she wouldn't let me see her outfit. I was hoping it would be something fantastic.

A couple minutes later, I heard a loud knock on the door. I opened it to find Alice, Jasper, Emmet, and Rosalie smiling in anticipation for the night. In her hand, Alice was carrying a silver briefcase– makeup? Along with a garment bag for her dress. Rose also carried a bag full of tools I assumed she would use to do Bella's hair, along with her dress. She was always the hairdresser to my family back in high school. The girls quickly strode past me and went straight for mine and Bella's bedroom.

BPOV

To say that the next forty five minutes of my life were torture would be an understatement. Alice and Rose wouldn't let me look in the mirror the entire time, so I couldn't protest the amount of makeup they were caking on to my eyelids. After eight years of this, you'd think that I would get used to it. Somehow that never happened, but I did finally realize that Alice and Rosalie would never make me look bad, so I gave up on fighting.

I sat on a stool in my bathroom while they did their magic, hoping it would all be worth it in the end. To be honest, they hadn't taken this long to do my makeup in a couple years; they probably figured that once I got Edward, all of the makeup didn't matter. It felt like tonight they were overcompensating for something, though. I couldn't deny that I wanted to knock him off his feet, but at the same time I felt kind of silly. When– if– Edward's memory comes back, why would any of this make a difference? And if it didn't come back... Then this would be a waste of everyone's time.

"Done!" Alice squealed, pulling me out of my thoughts. Finally.

"Bella, you look hot!" Rosalie smiled triumphantly at her handiwork. "I think this is our best job ever, Alice!"

Alice nodded. "Yeah, Bells, if Edward doesn't drool tonight, there's more wrong with him than we thought!"

I laughed, then took a deep breath. "Alright, let's get going." Alice and Rosalie cleaned up their huge mess of products, before spinning me around to look in the mirror for the first time.

"You're not going out there until you see yourself," Alice said with her hands on my shoulders. "Okay, open your eyes!"

They were right– I did look hot. My dress looked even better on me now that the whole outfit was together, and the royal blue made my skin glow. The silver heels made my legs look endless under the dress, and my hair was wavy and a little messy– sex hair. My smokey makeup made my chocolate brown eyes stand out, and my lips shone with a light shade of pink. Maybe for once I could measure up to the beauty of Rosalie and Alice.

Rose and Alice quickly slipped on their dresses and we walked into the livingroom to meet the boys. Alice ran over to Jasper and he gave her a sweet kiss. When Emmet saw Rosalie, I could swear that his eyes bugged out of his head. She walked over to him to be greeted by a slap on the ass, and she turned to give him a sly smile. Then I looked at Edward. He looked gorgeous, as usual. I gave him a warm smile, and his returning smile looked... nervous. His eyes swept over my entire body, making me blush.

"Alright, let's go!" Alice chirped from the safety of Jasper's arm.

The ride to the bar was quieter than normal. We decided to all drive together, so we took Emmet's jeep. Him and Rose were arguing quietly over the radio in the front seat, and Alice and Jazz were sitting in front of us cuddling. Edward and I sat in the back of the jeep, looking out our respective windows. I couldn't help but to take a quick peak at him occasionally. I would never get bored of looking at him. At one point, I accidently caught his gaze on me. I blushed, turning my head.

"You are absolutely stunning tonight, Bella." He whispered in my ear, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. When I got my flaming cheeks under control, I looked at him.

"Thanks. You look gorgeous, as usual." I grinned at him. He returned it with his crooked smile, making my heart skip a beat. Get a hold on yourself, Bella, I thought, internally rolling my eyes. I repositioned myself to face the front of the car, and felt Edward's arm go around my shoulders. It was exactly what I wanted, and the opposite of what I needed. What I needed was his brain to work again. Nonetheless, I scooted my body closer into his, and sighed. This was nice.

We managed to walk straight into the bar without having to wait in line, and found an empty booth to sit at. Jasper and Emmet ordered drinks for all of us, and we sat down to take a look around the place. It had an exclusive vibe to it, the decorating simple but modern, with dim lights and music playing softly in the background. In about an hour, the bar would turn into a full-blown nightclub, but for now it was quiet and relaxed.

We sat at our table for the hour, talking about nothing in particular, and finally the overhead lights turned off and the flashy club lighting came on. There was an area in the middle of the room cleared out as a dance floor, with a DJ table behind it. The music immediately switched from chill to loud, pulsating dance music. A few couples started moving towards the dance floor, swaying to the music. Rosalie and Emmet stood up and walked to the center of the floor, and started dancing. The way their hips moved against each other suddenly made me nervous. It's not like I hadn't seem them dance before– this was tame compared to how it would be an hour from now– it was just that I wasn't sure if Edward would want to dance with me at all, let alone like that. The way I secretly wanted to.

A couple minutes later, Rose and Emmet came back to the table to get some water, and Rose pulled Alice and I out of the booth into the middle of the dance floor. As if it were timed perfectly, the song "Yeah" by Usher came on; it was a true classic. Everyone on the floor cheered and started dancing more enthusiastically. Alice and Rose gracefully moved their hips; they always looked like classically trained dancers, even while gyrating and grinding. I wasn't as blessed in the grace department, so I imagined I looked more like a fish out of water than one of my best friends. Alice and Rose had even taken it upon themselves to teach me how to dance; it wasn't exactly an experience I wanted to repeat.

As we danced to the loud music, I noticed Jasper and Emmet coming over to dance with their women. Rosalie took one look at her man and attacked his lips, moving against his hips simultaneously. I suddenly felt unenthusiastic about tonight. I was just about to go back to our table to talk to Edward when I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist. I froze immediately, but then relaxed when I realized that it was Edward– I could smell the distinct scent of his body wash. I turned in his arms to greet him.

He whispered seductively into my ear. "I thought you looked lonely over here dancing by yourself, so I decided to join you." I felt my knees go weak a little at the unbelievably close contact. I didn't trust my voice in that moment, so I just smiled up at his gorgeous face. He started. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not being a gentleman." He took one step backwards, and my heart fell a little in my chest. But then he smiled and said, "would you like to dance with me?"

I beamed and nodded, and he chuckled.

"You're very to please; did you know that?"

I laughed. "Yeah, well..." I could feel my cheeks starting to burn, so I cut off. "Let's dance."

Edward was behind me, and stepped closer to my body, putting his hands gently on my hips. It felt completely natural to me, but wouldn't he be a little nervous? We hadn't had this kind of physical contact yet since his accident. I never thought that he would want to touch me when I was still just some girl. Maybe I was turning into more than that?

I leaned my body back into his as much as I could without making it awkward, and started to move my hips to the music. I had danced with Edward like this many times before– I knew it would feel natural and perfect. Our bodies moved together as if they were created only for the other person. I kept it steady and casual for awhile, not wanting to make Edward uncomfortable.

After a couple songs of dancing like that, I could start to feel Edward's body respond to mine more than before. His hands were more assured on my body, and his hips grinded closer into me. Both of us were panting at this point, and I was starting to sweat, but there was no way I could stop now. The touch I had been craving these past few days was in my reach. Not thinking, I slid down Edward's body and came back up, making sure that I was keeping contact the entire time. I heard him gasp in my ear, and I felt triumphant. I could make this new Edward feel just as much lust as my old Edward. I shivered as I felt his hands move from my hips to my rib cage, and back down again. He did that a couple more times, and I thought for sure I wouldn't be able to hold my own body weight.

Needing to see that Edward was in fact there touching me, I turned around to face him. I must have caught him off-guard, because he froze for a second, but then started dancing again when I smiled. This time I put my hands into his disheveled bronze hair and pulled on it, knowing it would drive him wild. As I continued to grind on his hips, his hands roamed up and down my back, leaving goose bumps in their wake and resting on my bottom. I sighed into his neck, wanting to kiss it so badly. He shivered, and moved his left hand down the back of my right leg until it was at the bend in my knee, and pulled it up and around his waist. With this new position, I could feel every curve of his body against mine, and knew he was just as aroused– if not more so– as me.

I moaned, muffling it against his shoulder, and his face came down to my neck. I could feel his hot breath on my skin, and wanted more. He must have sensed this, because then I felt his lips sucking and kissing the patch of skin below my left ear. I nearly passed out at this surprise. But then I froze, realizing that Edward was actually kissing me, and met his horrified gaze.

"I'm so sorry," he stammered, trying to get his breath back. "I don't know what happened, I just..." He drifted off, focusing his eyes on his feet.

I cupped my hand under his chin to make him look at my face, to see that I wasn't mad. "Edward, don't be sorry. It was me, too. I lost control. I forgot that this was new to you. I forgot about the accident." I held my breath, hoping he wouldn't blame himself for this.

"It wasn't fair to you, though. I still can't remember anything. I just feel...you. Bella, I can't help but to fall for you. Everything about you is intoxicating."

I smiled at him, feeling a blush spreading across my face. "I honestly don't care about fair, Edward. It may sound stupid of me, but I don't care if you touch me when you still can't find your memories. I'm still in love with you... You, in any form. And what you feel is real, too. It may not be as deep as what I feel yet, but it's there, and it's true."

"Thank you for saying that, Bella. Not only does it take a huge weight off my chest, but it means the world that you still want to be with me in this state." He looked sad.

I stroked his face, wanting to keep the physical contact as long as possible. "I love you," I whispered, closing my eyes.

My heart nearly exploded out of my chest when I felt Edward's lips press against mine slowly. He took them away, and I sighed, but then felt them return on my forehead; then my eyelids; then my nose; then finally, back to my lips. I parted mine slightly when I felt his tongue trace my bottom lip, then upper. I took his bottom lip in mine, sucking, urging the kiss to a new level. I felt his tongue on my top lip again, but this time it was asking for entrance. I opened my mouth slightly, basking in the feeling of his body completely pressed against mine. Edward massaged my tongue with his own, then pulled the kisses back slowly until they were just pecks, realizing our need for oxygen. I kept my forehead against his, reveling in his taste that was still in my mouth, and wanting to lengthen our contact. We stayed silent for awhile like that, catching our breath, along with our emotions. His arms were wrapped around my back, pulling my body up against his. My hands were at his neck, tracing tiny circles in his skin.

"That was...amazing." Edward sighed. I blushed.

"More than," I mumbled. He nodded in agreement.

"Sorry to break up the love-fest, you two, but we all want to go home."

"Alice," Edward and I both grumbled at the same time, laughing.

We broke apart, unwillingly I might add, to walk to Emmet's jeep, but Edward kept his arm wrapped firmly around my waist the entire way home. I rested my head on his shoulder, finally feeling the exhaustion of the day sink in. I closed my eyes, and the next thing I knew, I was laying on my bed with Edward standing over me.

"Did you carry me all the way up here?" I groaned, feeling bad for falling asleep and letting him stress out his injured leg.

He smiled warmly at me.

"I'm gonna go change out of this dress– I want to breath again." I walked into the bathroom to put on my loose cotton pajamas and brush my teeth. Tonight had been... amazing. There was no other word for it. I didn't know what any of it would mean in the morning, but at the moment I just didn't care. I went back into my room and sat on top of the bed, waiting for Edward to join me.

"I think we should sleep in tomorrow," he said, walking out of the bathroom and switching off the lights.

"Sounds fantastic," I mumbled, sliding into the comfort of our bed. I turned towards Edward, wanting to get one last look at him before blacking out, and sighed as he brushed his hand up and down my cheek.

"Night, Edward."

"Sweet dreams, my Bella."

I turned over and scooted against his body, allowing his arms to envelop me and hold me all night. We could talk tomorrow, but for now, I just wanted this perfection.


As you can probably tell, I had a lot of fun with this chapter. =] I hope you enjoyed it, too.

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-Kathryn