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I spoke with Edward the afternoon we went out. I had only spoken to him twice since the night at his dojo. He had been busy preparing his students for an upcoming competition. I understood he was busy and tried not to take it personally. I wasn't his girlfriend and I had no right to get upset.

We agreed to meet at a local tavern for dinner. It had decent food and the atmosphere would be nice. I decided to wear a pale yellow sundress. It fastened around my neck, but left my upper back and shoulders exposed. It was casual but nice. I grabbed a seat outside on the patio. It was a nice night and since I arrived before he did, I got to pick. After I ordered a glass of water I felt a warm hand on my back.

"Bella," Edward said as he circled around me. "I'm sorry I'm a few minutes late. I had something I had to take care of. I apologize. I should have called."

I looked down at my watch. "It's only a few minutes. I just got here myself."

The waiter returned with my water and took Edward's order. Edward smiled as he scooted his chair next to mine. He was so adorable. I couldn't help but blush as I looked down at the menu. I was unable to keep my eyes off of his beautiful body for very long; he looked amazing. He wore faded blue jeans and a black short sleeved shirt. It had a small design on the arm but I didn't pay much attention—I was sure it was a label of some sort.—I just liked the way it fit him, the way the muscles in his arm flexed as he opened his menu.

YUM.

He had to be an angel. He was just too perfect; how could any man look so good? The wonderful part was that he wasn't conceited at all.

"I've never been here believe it or not, what's good?" he asked as he peered over at me. I was lost in my thoughts and bit my lip.

He is so damn beautiful.

I saw his eyes flicker to my lips for a moment before his fingers tilted my chin. He was going to kiss me and I wanted him to, even if we were in a restaurant. At that moment I couldn't think of anything I wanted more.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered as he leaned closer. That was the pot calling the kettle black. He smelled so good. I inhaled deeply, intoxicated by his scent. I could almost taste him on my lips. Then it happened, there was a movement next to us. I knew being so focused on things around him that he would notice. Edward looked away as the waiter set his glass on the table. He leaned back and cleared his throat. In one heartbeat the spell was broken. I tried to focus on my menu and not the gorgeous man next to me that made me salivate.

"You know the Blackened Mahi sounds good," he said out of the blue. I looked up at him and smiled.

"It does. Do you like fish?"

"Yes."

"What else do you like?" I asked as I tried to get a feel for him. He sighed as he looked at his menu. He seemed flustered. I could have sworn he mumbled something that wasn't on the menu, but I could have been mistaken.

"Edward?" I placed my hand on his knee and he jumped. For someone with acute reflexes he was jumpy. He looked at me through his long lashes and shrugged. "Sorry."

"You okay?" I asked as I wondered what was wrong.

"Yes, just a little nervous. I shouldn't be. I felt relaxed for a moment and then, I don't know how to explain it." He was really cute when he tried to explain himself.

"It's okay. If it helps I'm a little new at this, too."

"Have you decided about you order?" The waiter asked with a smile.

He really has the worst timing.

I turned to Edward who nodded. He ordered his fish and I settled on a hamburger. It just sounded good. He laughed at me when the waiter walked off.

"What are you laughing at?" I questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"You. It's nice that you actually eat."

"Well, yeah. Isn't that why you go to dinner?" I asked. I was a little confused.

Edward pointed discretely to a petite brunette with her salad. "That's what usually happens."

I smirked. "Sorry Kung Fu man, you take me to dinner, I'll eat."

"Good to know. That means when I cook you'll eat. I know you make cakes and you like to cook. That doesn't always translate. You are small," he teased me.

"Uh huh, I'll translate something for you. I do eat healthy most of the time. I like a hamburger now and then. Wait, were you knocking my size? Good things come in small packages."

"Yes, they definitely do." He laughed then smiled at me. "Bella, thank you for giving me a second chance. It's been an interesting time for me. I'm glad we met."

Oh, that dimple was showing. It made me want to body slam him on the table and rip his clothes off. I wonder what move they called that in Kung Fu? I called it Ka-Splat.

He took my hand in his and met my eyes. I knew he was asking for a silent approval. I squeezed his hand in reassurance.

"I can't believe you're single, you must have men all over the place." he said with a smile. I thought of Andrei and looked down. I couldn't help the reaction I had. It hit me before I could hide it. It would have been easier to pour ice water over me.

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!

"Did I—" he paused, uncertain.

"No, it's okay. No men, totally single here," I replied back with a fake smile. We both knew I was full of it; he wasn't that stupid. We were interrupted by dinner and we ate while we talked very little. It was funny how we had both become oddly silent. I felt like butterflies were going to swallow my insides whole. Had an elephant stepped in the room?

I ate half my burger and abandoned it to sip on my drink. What a fabulous way to ruin a date. Thinking of that stupid, inhuman, asshat! I didn't realize I was staring at the table unfocused.

"Bella?" When Edward finally touched my hand I looked up.

"Yes?"

"I—" He paused. "I'm sorry if I said anything to upset you. It seems we've gone off track somewhere." He ran his fingers through his unruly hair. "I wish I knew why. I don't want to mess this up."

It wasn't his fault, none of it was. I didn't want to lose what we could have and I remembered how badly Andrei screwed me over. Edward was wonderful from what I could tell, but for some reason I let what he said bother me.

"Why don't we get out of here? Can we go some place private?" I asked him.

He nodded. "Yes, let me get this."

I grabbed my purse. "I can pay for,"

He interrupted me. "I got this, Bella." He handed the waiter some money and placed his hand on my back. "Let's get out of here."

I liked him authoritative.

Yummy.

We walked to my car. I turned to speak but didn't realize he was so close, gasped, and pressed myself against my door. I didn't mind that he was close, he could get as close as he wanted. You wouldn't hear me complain. He seemed to catch on to our proximity about the same time and moved to step back.

No, No, No!

I didn't think before I reached up and grabbed the front of his shirt. I didn't want him to move. In my haste I seemed to have caught him off guard and off balance, he fell forward and braced himself around me. He must have thought I'd lost my mind, perhaps I had. I felt my eyes widen as I looked at him, shocked.

Please don't let him think I'm crazy.

"Bella," he whispered, his voice raw with emotion. "I—" He didn't bother to finish before his lips crashed upon mine. Okay, that was not expected but extremely welcomed. I couldn't think as I wrapped my hands around him. He allowed my fingers to play with the curls at the nape of his neck as he moaned softly.

Perfect.

It felt so good. I had felt many emotions in my life, but I swear it never felt like that. He released my lips and breathed heavily as our foreheads rested together. We gazed into each others eyes.

"I don't know what you are doing to me but please don't stop," he said between breaths. I couldn't help but laugh. He really had no idea that he was doing the same exact thing to me.

"Only if you promise you won't," I replied back.

He moaned as he buried his face in my neck and inhaled deeply. "You smell so good."

He lifted me in his arms and swung me around as if I weighed nothing. I giggled as he set me back down with a broad smile on his face.

"Where shall we go, beautiful? The night is still young." He kissed my palm and held my hand, awaiting my answer. I dared to step closer and put my body against his. He didn't attempt to move back that time. He smiled and rested his hand on my hip.

"I haven't seen your place and you haven't seen mine. I don't mean—" I didn't want him to get the wrong idea. I wasn't ready to sleep with him. I did like to touch him, boy did I ever. I was realistic though, I knew how much chemistry we had and what he might think.

"Bella, I don't think or expect anything. You are here with me and that is enough."

"I just know we have this . . . this connection and it's nice. It's very tempting, but there are things I haven't told you. Things you might need to know."

If I was honest with myself there were things he might not be so happy about. I met a guy, went out with him, slept with him the same night and, oh yeah, he was married. How careless was that?

"I'm sure you'll tell me when you are ready. If you're not comfortable then you don't have to tell me anything. Look, Bella, whatever it is I can see it bothers you. I'm not going to judge you. I learned a long time ago how that works. Okay? So take your time." He stroked my cheek gently. "Why don't you follow me to my place, deal?"

"Deal," I agreed.

I admired his butt as he walked away. I wouldn't lie, he was sexy as hell and I was going to grab it when I got the chance. Just once, okay, maybe twice. Who am I kidding? I wanted to know how hard it was!

I smirked to myself and slipped into my seat.

I am so naughty!

I followed him to his house and the entire way I thought about how much I adored his car. He pulled in to an extremely nice gated community. I smirked. I had a feeling he had money and I was about to find out. It was funny because the house he pulled up to was nice, yet not overstated. Simply put, it was Edward. I got out and looked around.

"Come on in," he called from the garage. I turned to find him and followed him inside. His house was clean. I suppose I expected that because he was a guy it would be messy. Most guys I knew were, but not Edward. He had a cup in the sink and that was it. A few papers on the island, his jacket hung on the back of a chair. It wasn't immaculate or anything, but it was clean.

"Are you thirsty?"

"No, thank you."

I slid my hands around my waist nervously as I looked around. His house was very warm and inviting. It was simple and I liked it.

"Let me show you around," he said and took my hand.

"It's not very impressive, the usual rooms and such. I've only lived here a few years. I just got tired of renting and decided to buy. It was nice and I liked the neighborhood," he said with a shrug.

Not impressive by whose standards?

I laughed. "Sure, not impressive at all. It's how big?"

"I don't know, I think around 2,700 square feet or something like that. It's got four bedrooms. I actually made one into an office, so technically three, and two full baths. It's very spacious for a one story."

"You think?" I teased.

He looked at me oddly.

"Edward, I could fit my entire apartment in one room of this thing. It's massive." I shook my head. "Really, do you need this much room?"

"No, but I thought maybe one day I might. I hoped one day." He paused and looked at the floor.

"You want a family," I answered for him.

He looked up and met my eyes.

"No, I mean I want a wife, yes. I have Reggie. Let me show you his room."

He had a room specifically for him? He guided me to a room and walked inside. It was cute. I had to smile as I looked around and found myself thinking that Edward really was like his father. Reggie had a bed that looked like a huge pirate ship. What kid wouldn't want that? His room looked like a scene from a movie. I couldn't blame him; I would want to live here too.

"He's a lucky kid," I said with a smile.

"Nah, I'm the lucky one. He's given me so much just being around. He's really a smart boy. You wouldn't believe the stuff he knows. It's amazing. He can go far if he sets his mind to it. I just want to make sure that happens. I want him to know he can dream and it's okay. He can make it happen."

The love Edward had for the child was beautiful. It was something that I was unable to put into words. I couldn't imagine what drove him so hard, but whatever it was it came from a place deep inside. It was incredible to watch. Edward absolutely glowed when he spoke about him. Reggie was fortunate to have someone like Edward in his life. I turned, walked out of the room, and made my way back to the living room. I heard his soft steps behind me.

"Would you like desert?" he questioned me softly.

I watched his handsome face come into view before me. In an automatic reaction I turned my face up to see him better. He was so close I could smell his cologne. I shut my eyes for a moment and I wanted to him to kiss me.

"Bella," he groaned and stepped even closer.

Edward's hands tangled in my hair and I felt my breath hitch. I opened my eyes and met his. I was unable to look away from his gaze, lost in their stormy depths. He wet his lips and softly pressed them to mine. It felt like my heart was in my throat. I had never wanted a man so much in my life.

I was thoroughly screwed and I don't mean literally.

His tongue swept across my lower lip and I trembled. My hands curled into fists on his chest, along with his shirt. I felt sorry for his shirt.

Wait. No, I didn't!

He must have liked it. He quickly turned me and pushed me against the wall. His hot hands slid down to my hips. I could feel their heat through my dress and I swore they left imprints. I gasped as his smooth lips moved down my neck. I had not planned on making out with Edward against his living room wall, but damn if I cared at that moment.

I did the one thing I had wanted to since I met him. I took a chance and let my hands trail around his back and griped that luscious ass. Yes, it was oh so firm. I thought at that moment I had died and gone straight to heaven, until he let out a deep, sexy growl and bit my neck.

Ohmygod! Tiger, you can be the king of my jungle anytime! Dear Lord!

His hard body pressed into mine as I tried to control my breath. It was difficult to fight my body's response to him. I wanted him but I didn't want to make the same mistake twice. I knew he wasn't Andrei, but there was no harm in slowing down a little.

"Edward, wait," I pleaded as I placed my hands on his shoulders.

He stopped. His body tense for a moment as he calmed himself. I felt terrible but it was necessary. I felt the need to explain.

"We should talk."

He leaned back and gazed into my eyes. "Yes." He cleared his throat. "I'm thirsty, you?" he questioned as he walked into the kitchen. I inhaled deeply and followed him.

"Sure."

You really know how to throw a damper on the fun, Bella, I scolded myself.

He poured something in a glass and turned to me. "What would you like? I'm having coconut milk. I don't suppose you would want that." He smirked.

"Coconut milk? I know there is a story there."

"Not really, it's easy to digest and speeds up your metabolism. Coconuts also have anti-fungal and anti-viral properties. It's just better for you than regular milk," he said with a shrug.

"Like I said, story," I teased.

He smiled. "I have regular milk for Reggie. I say milk, because I have cupcakes."

"Cupcakes, really?" I knew my face lit up.

He laughed and poured me some milk. He placed the carton back in the refrigerator and turned.

"Yes, Reggie needed some for class so we made them. They're chocolate chip with lots of multicolored butter cream icing, very bad for you."

"Straight to the hips," I added.

"Probably."

"Bring it on." I winked.

Edward smiled and brought a container with some really cute cupcakes in it. For someone who didn't bake professionally, he really did do a good job. I picked one with bright blue and red icing.

"You know, I like hips on a women," he stated simply as I ran my finger through the icing. I processed what he said for a moment then leaned closer to him.

"Good, because if you keep feeding me like this I'll have plenty. Oh, by the way, you are totally undoing the coconut milk with these cupcakes."

"Undoing the coconut milk?"

"Well, defeating the purpose," I said as I took a bite of my cupcake.

"Not really. I'm a good boy, usually. And you've got something on your nose," he said with a grin.

"I do, where?" I panicked.

He tapped my hand and smashed the cupcake into the tip of my nose. Icing now smeared it blue. He laughed as I gasped in shock.

So he wanted to play?

I stood and walked to the counter to grab a paper towel. He was going to pay for that. I wiped my nose and turned to where he leaned on the counter smiling.

"You think you're cute?" I questioned.

"On occasion."

"Good to know," I replied back. I waited until he was taking a bite of his cupcake to rub mine on his cheek. He laughed and grabbed me by the waist as I tried to get away.

"Oh, no you don't," he said before he pulled my struggling body against his. I pulled at his hands but it was no use. I was pinned to him, my back against his stomach. Hey, there were worse places to be.

"You are terrible!" he scolded playfully as he wiped his cheek with one hand.

"You started it."

"Did I? I could have sworn you were," he paused as I wiggled some more against him. I angled my chin to see the look of intense concentration on his face.

"Edward?"

His eyes met mine—dark and full of need, a need I knew that I couldn't fulfill. I swallowed hard as he released me and backed away.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

"It's okay, Bella. Let's just go in the living room and talk."

I didn't know how easy that was going to be. We could barely keep our hands off of each other. He sat on the couch and I debated if I should sit on a nearby chair. I thought it might be better if I sat away from him. It wasn't until he caught my hand that I decided to sit beside him.

"You seem worried about something," Edward said as he held my hand in his.

"I- Edward, I made a mistake. I guess it haunts me."

"Bella, listen to me. We all make mistakes; it happens. I meant what I said. You don't have to tell me anything you aren't comfortable with."

I didn't know why I felt this was so important. I had a feeling this might impact our relationship and I wanted him to know.

"I want to. I like you, Edward." I paused and looked at our hands. He tilted my chin up and smiled .

"I like you, too."

I felt relief and inhaled deeply before I continued, "I don't date much. Well, I dated but my friends didn't approve. Alice and Rose always said the guys I dated were too stuffy." I shrugged. "I made a resolution that this year I would be more open. I know it sounds stupid, but I really wanted to try and meet someone."

Edward smiled at me reassuringly. I looked away from his eyes and to the floor. I didn't want to see the look in his eyes, the disappointment when I told him.

"This guy came into the shop and he asked me out. I thought he was perfect. Long story short I threw caution to the wind. I got a little drunk and slept with him. I also found out he was married."

"Bella, I'm sorry," Edward said as he lifted my chin again. "That isn't you're fault. Why are you carrying so much guilt? You put yourself out there and you tried. I think that was very brave of you."

"You do?"

"Yes. Bella, everyone has needs. I know we are fighting them, but it's a good thing, because I think deep down there is a reason." His voice was gentle as his thumb stroked my jaw.

"What reason?" I questioned as I pondered what he would say.

That cute little dimple made its way through as he smiled.

Damn that's sexy! Why must he have that! Why?

"I think you know. I'd like to think this isn't just a casual thing for either of us. I'd like to think maybe you want to see where it goes. I know I would."

I think my heart just stopped.

"I could go," I realized what I said and frowned as his hands cupped my face. I couldn't even speak right around him. "I mean, I know." I tried again as his eyes darted to my lips. His body moved against mine as his face leaned closer. I felt my breath pick up.

"Yes," I said finally. "I want to."

"Yes?" he asked breathily, almost to my lips, his eyes never leaving mine.

"God yes," I breathed out as our lips finally met. The room was electric and I prayed simply to hold myself together. Spontaneous combustion was not an option, neither was the ache that was beginning to start in my stomach. I wanted to stop. We simply couldn't keep doing this all night. But it felt so good. I couldn't resist getting lost in the emotions he was creating.

My heart pounded in my ears as he pulled me closer. What I wouldn't give to let go and feel him make love to me, but not yet, it was just too soon. He must have read my mind because he pulled back and sucked my lower lip in his mouth.

I moaned as I held onto his wonderfully muscular bicep. Someone needed to make a sculpture of his body. They wouldn't be disappointed. I knew I wasn't. He smiled as he rested his forehead against mine.

"Bella, you are so very tempting. It's a very good thing I have strong self- discipline. I think it's going to take all of it to keep my self-control around you."

We both laughed as he finally leaned back.

"What about me?" I raised an eyebrow in question. "I have not studied self- control for years like you."

"I'll help you." He winked.

"Yeah, help me break it."

Edward laughed and stood. "You don't trust me?" He held his heart and feigned pain. I followed him back into the kitchen as he started to clean up.

"Trust you? With those lips and that as—" I paused, not finishing the word. I wasn't going to either. He smirked at me as he grabbed our glasses.

"Lips and what, exactly?"

"Nothing." I shrugged and tried to play it off.

"Uh huh, must have been something good," he replied with a grin. "I can only imagine."

I rolled my eyes. "Keep imagining."

I had a feeling he knew what I was going to say, but I wasn't going to help him out. He placed our glasses in the dishwasher as I threw our leftovers away. I tried not to watch his ass. Really, I did try. It didn't work, I watched.

Sigh.

"I have the tournament but after that I'm free. Would you like to get together? I would like to take you to the movies or something," he asked as he brushed the hair off my shoulder.

"What is the 'or something'?" I teased.

Edward inhaled sharply. "Bella." His voice was sharp as he placed his hands on the island around me and trapped me in. I didn't mind. "I'm trying to take this slow. I really am, but you are making this nearly impossible. Can you help me out a little? You keep saying things like that and all I can think about is slamming you against the wall."

Slamming me against the wall, really? Could be fun . . . what am I thinking?

The tension was thick as I stared into his eyes. I couldn't think, my mind went blank and nothing existed except Edward and I. Deftly, I lifted a shaky hand to caress his jaw. I could feel the slightly rough skin there. I knew he had not shaven today and that made him even sexier.

My eyes traveled lower to his neck and the top of that beautiful tattoo. I wondered if he would mind showing it to me again. I dropped my fingers to trace the delicate lines. I knew my thoughts were wrong. I wanted to kiss it and so, I did.

Edward shivered as he gripped the island tightly. I ran my nose up his neck. "You are so beautiful, Edward," I said as my eyes roamed over his body. He stared straight ahead as he tried to focus on something else. I kissed his cheek and stepped back. I didn't want to torture him; he was just gorgeous.

"I'm sorry. Yes, I would like to," I began as he turned and grabbed my head. His lips slammed against mine as he pulled me close. The kiss didn't last long; he pulled away and we were both left panting.

"You'll call or something?" I said as I tried to organize my thoughts. The man was lethal.

Edward chuckled. "Yes. I will definitely call, maybe next time we should stay somewhere public," he teased with a grin.

I was going to speak when his doorbell rang. He smiled at me and touched my waist as he passed.

My resolve is still up. I am not going to sleep with him tonight! I swear!

I jumped when I heard someone's laughter and turned. Reggie ran through the house like he was on fire with Edward right behind him. Edward stopped beside me and leaned on a chair.

"Get your pajamas," Edward called out.

I smiled when I saw the way Edward's eyes had lit up. He slid his arm around my waist lazily and kissed my temple.

"I'm going to make sure he has a bath and read him a story. Do you want to hang around?" Edward asked.

The tension was off now that Reggie was there. It felt easier to be near him knowing we couldn't act on it. Edward even seemed more comfortable.

"Sure."

He smiled. "I'll be right back."

When he disappeared and I heard water, I knew he was giving Reggie a bath. I slipped out his patio door and grabbed my cell phone. I knew I was taking a chance but I wanted to catch Alice. She had already texted me numerous times to see how it was going with KFE.

WTF is a KFE?

"Bella!" Alice cried as soon as she answered the phone. "How did it go? Was he nice? Did you kiss? Was he amazing?"

I didn't have time to say a word she was so busy interviewing me. I laughed as I calmed her down. "Alice, I'm still with him."

"Then, why are you calling me?" she enquired.

"Because you keep texting, peppy," I reminded her.

She was quiet a moment then huffed. "Well a friend is supposed to care, you know? Who was there for you when Andrei pissed in your cheerios? I was. Rose and I. Edward seems nice but I want to make sure, Bella."

She was right. She was only doing it out of concern. I giggled. "I know. You're right." I looked up at the view of the stars from Edward's house. It was really nice. "Edward's great, Alice. He's really nice and he's been nothing but sweet to me. I think—" I wasn't ready to say what I was thinking and left it at that.

"You think what, Bella?" Alice was curious.

"Nothing, I better go. Thanks for being concerned but its fine. Edward is a great guy. Oh, and what the hell is a KFE? You made me think of Kentucky Fried Chicken."

Alice giggled. "Kung Fu Edward."

"Alice, you are terrible. I gotta go."

I hung up and laughed a little to myself. I turned and jumped when I saw Edward leaning on the door.

"Oh, hey," I said nervously.

"Hey there yourself, are you going to tell me what a KFE is?"

I smirked at him. "No."

"Why not?" he asked as I moved to pass him and walk inside.

"Just because." I hid my smile as he grabbed my hips. He shut the door and I felt his warm lips at my ear.

"I bet I can get it out of you."

Oh, God you so can!

I reached back and slid my hand into his hair to hold him in place. Then I turned so my lips were close to his.

"You are welcomed to try. I can guarantee you, however, it will require the removal of your shirt," I teased. I knew he would back down, but lord knows I didn't want him to.

His grip on my hips got tighter but he didn't move.

"Sifu, are you coming?" Reggie called from his room.

Edward lifted my chin and kissed me tenderly. "I need to read him a story," he explained as he released me. I waited for a short time then drifted to Reggie's room. Edward sat beside him on the bed while reading from a Disney bedtime stories book. I didn't go in because I didn't want to interrupt them. It was just fascinating to watch them interact. Edward was so cute.

I smiled and turned to go back into the kitchen. It was a shame Edward didn't want kids, really. He was born to be a father. I didn't realize I had gotten so lost in thought until I felt Edward's arms around me.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Me? Oh, yeah I was just thinking."

"About what?" he enquired as he kissed my neck once. I smiled and enjoyed the newfound closeness.

"Nothing, everything, I don't know I guess," I answered, uncertain.

He turned me to face him in his arms and ran his fingers through my hair.

I love when he does that.

"Is this as confusing to you as it is to me?"

I laughed and smiled at him. "I guess it is. It's nice to know I'm not the only one confused." I bit my lip, worried.

Edward caressed my hair again. "No, you're not. It's new and neither one of us know what to think or what will happen. We have a physical attraction, but we also have a strong mental connection, it certainly doesn't make it easier to understand."

"I just don't want to be hurt," I said honestly.

"I don't want to hurt you."

I nodded and hugged him as I rested my head under his chin. He held me tightly and allowed me the comfort. All too soon I stepped back and released him.

"I better go," I said wearily. I really didn't want to go, but I had to.

"I'll call you soon. I promise, beautiful," Edward said with a smile as he walked me outside to my car.

"Please call me when you get home and let me know you made it safely."

"I will." I stroked his jaw once before I slipped into my seat and headed home. I called him when I arrived home to let him know I arrived safely. I took a quick shower and headed to bed. I knew one thing: I was going to have wonderful dreams of Edward Cullen.

Lola, Lola, Lola......Sexually frustrated yet? Hahaha...I love this story it is so much fun! :O Thank you everyone for your replies. I appreciate them all!