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Edward stood up and set me lightly on my feet. "So," he grinned down at me, "What exactly would you like to do today?"

I just wanted to spend the day with him, but not having the nerve to say so out loud, I only looked back up at him, "Could we go to the meadow? I would like that…" I trailed off.

"I would like that too," He agreed. "But first," He added, throwing me over his shoulder, "you should probably eat something."

My stomach was too full of butterflies to be hungry, but his firm grip on my lower back silenced me. Setting me upright in a chair, he stood up to look down at me. "So, what would you like? Cereal? I can handle that," He grinned.

"Why not," I laughed, startling myself with my own voice. I had laughed over the last month or so, with Jake anyway. But it sounded nothing like this. What I heard was true happiness. Seeing the thoughtful expression on my face, Edward bent his head towards me, concerned. "I'm fine," I assured him. "Perfectly fine…" I watched him bustle around the kitchen, humming what I thought to be my lullaby to himself, glancing back at me every now and again.

After searching the kitchen for the utensils he needed, Edward set my bowl of cereal in front of me. "Not bad." I grinned up at him, taking a bite, as I watched him smile back.

Once I had finished, I ran upstairs to change. I dressed hastily, still slightly worried that he might be gone when I returned downstairs. Thinking this, I threw my hair up in a messy bun and dashed out the door and down the stairs, consequently tripping midway.

As the stairs hurtled up towards my face, I found myself wrapped in cold marble arms. "Bella, Bella, Bella," Edward shook his head, chuckling. "What am I going to do with you?" I wasn't able to answer him, because he had pressed his lips hard to mine and pulled away, leaving me somewhat upset that it hadn't lasted longer. Edward smirked, realizing my reason for being distraught. "Come on Bella," he rolled his eyes, though I could hear a string of delight in his tone.

He scooped me up and carried me out the front door, slinging me on his back as he took off, speeding towards our own secret haven. Edward was sure to stay under the shade of the passing trees as we glided along. I no longer found it necessary to close my eyes. I welcomed the rushing wind and was surprised that it felt so routine after so long.

Before I could finish the thought, we were perched on the edge of the forest, facing our meadow. I slid down his back, landing on the soft earth. I reached down and gripped his hand, looking up to see his eyes closed, head forward, and breathing in the fresh air. I smiled to myself and walked forward, pulling him along with me.

Instantly, his skin was glittering, and I smiled to myself again. We reached the center of the meadow and sat down. Edward laid down, instinctively placing his hand in mine, and closed his eyes, humming my lullaby to himself once more.

I traced his forearm as usual, but my eyes constantly wandered away from his arms and to his face. Almost unconsciously, I ceased caressing his hand and leaned forward to lay beside him, his arm, no longer outstretched, but wrapped around me.

I felt him smile as he pressed his lips to the back of my head, breathing in the scent of my hair. "You smell as good as always," He murmured. I turned over so that I was facing him, my face, once again inches from his.

I finally noticed how dark his eyes were, "Edward," I frowned, "why didn't you tell me you were so… hungry," I had yet to find a better word for his… need. "I wouldn't have been getting so close to you!" I scolded, though the thought of not being able to touch him pained me.

Edward roared with laughter. "Trust me Bella," he grinned, "I can handle it." He buried his face in my hair and inhaled deeply once more, as if to prove his point, pulling me closer to him as he did so.

And then we talked again. He asked me what I had been doing and how I'd gotten along, explaining that if it would've been possible, he would have 'keeled over and died' he was so miserable. He kissed my hands, forehead, wrists, and lips throughout the whole conversation, always looking up and whispering 'that it had been to long'.

"So, will you be going back to school with me? Or will you be going undercover during the days like a real vampire?" I teased, surprised by how easily I was able to say the last word.

"I really doubt I would be able to stay away from you that long Bella." He chuckled, keeping his eyes serious. "Actually," he added, softening his gaze, "everyone else is coming back too. Carlisle and Esme wanted to stay, but, I insisted that we go. You… you do know that I didn't really want to leave, right? I wanted to stay but, I, I…"

I couldn't stand to see him in such distress, no matter how happy his words made me, so I silenced his with my lips. When I moved away, Edward's eyes were closed, "thank you," he whispered.

"Anytime." I replied. I looked up, noticing how late it was getting.

I heard Edward sigh beside me. "I'm beginning to hate twilight you know."

"Why's that?" I looked at him.

"These kinds of days, perfect days, they always have to end…" and without another word, he picked me up and we sped back to the house.

Edward set me down as we walked through the doorway and I headed into the kitchen to prepare dinner. As I placed the lasagna in the oven, the phone rang and I walked over to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Bella? Bella It's Jess. I was just calling to… to um… are you okay?"

I assumed she was referring to my day of absence. "Yeah. I'm fine." I spoke cheerfully. "Why? Is something wrong?"

"No – " she answered quickly, "No, no, nothing at all. Um, I'll – I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, okay," I answered, and then she hung up. "Well that was… odd. Even for Jess," I laughed, turning to Edward. But his expression silenced me. He looked absolutely brokenhearted. "Edward – "

"She was wondering if you knew I was back in town." He cut me off. "For some reason, everyone thinks that I'll hurt you more than… I already have…" He laughed weakly, "Maybe they're right."

I had forgotten for a moment that he could do that, mind reading I mean. Rushing over to him, I took both hands and put them on either side of his face, forcing him to look up at me. "They are not right. And if you keep talking like that I think I just might go into convulsions so please stop because you're making me really nervous," Edward cut off my frantic words by pulling my closer to him whispering, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," again and again.

Edward sat posed on the kitchen chair and watched me scurry around the kitchen finishing dinner silently, until we heard Charlie's cruiser pull into the driveway.

"I doubt you're ready to tell him that I'm back just yet, huh?" He smiled grimly. I only looked around nervously. "I understand," he nodded, and disappeared.

He's still here, I thought, trying to calm myself, He's still here

"Bells? That you?" Charlie called.

"Yeah dad, in here," I answered.

He looked unusually wary as he entered the kitchen. "Hey Bells. You, um, have a good day?" He asked nervously.

"Yeah, it was good. I'm feeling much better." what's wrong with him, I thought, "Yours?"

"Oh fine, fine… You, um, you know," he swallowed, "heard from… anyone today?" And then I understood. He had heard the Cullen's were back and assumed I had either finally snapped, or had yet to hear about it.

"Jessica, but that was it. Why? Is there something wrong?" I asked, playing along.

"No! No!" He spoke hurriedly, scooping his dinner into his mouth.

"Alright then, I'm going to bed." I turned and headed up the stairs. I was positive there was absolutely nothing that could bring me down tonight, but I was wrong. As I walked through my bedroom door, I caught sight of Edwards, miserably, grief-stricken face. "Edward?" I asked quietly.

He looked up at me, revealing his eyes, full of pain. "I'm so sorry." He whispered, hanging his head again. I walked to my bed and sat down beside him, realizing he had heard every word and thought of that conversation. Except mine of course.

"Oh Edward," I pleaded, "Please don't. I hate seeing you so upset. Edward," I lifted his face to meet my gaze. "You have nothing to be sorry about." I pulled my self closer to him and pressed my lips to his. When we parted, we held each other close.

Edward laughed weakly, "You sure you're okay with going to school with me tomorrow?" He teased, though I could hear a catch of real curiosity in his voice.

"Of course," I assured him. "But," I added, "I think it would be a good idea if you went hunting before." He pulled back to look at me, his expression was a cross between confusion and hurt. "Not because I don't want to be with you," I added quickly, "I just want to be able to sit close to you tomorrow, and I don't think it would be a good idea if you're lusting for me," I laughed, tapping him on the nose with my forefinger.

Relief washed over his face, and then, he too, grinned, "I'm always lusting for you."

I rolled my eyes, "You know what I mean," But I was unable to hide my sheer pleasure at his words.

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