Hey guys, sorry it has been so long since the last update. I was on spring break and rarely at home. Here is the next chapter. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 4

I was unsure about my feelings of staying over with Edward with the rest of the Cullen family there, but at this point anything was better than staying with Charlie while he was in overprotective father mode. When I walked in the house, I was confronted with a blank stare from Rosalie, which, at least, was a step up from the glares I usually received. Edward led me up the stairs, where Alice was waiting to drag me into her bedroom, which she successfully did after convincing Edward to release my hand.

"You can't sleep with Edward in those clothes, Bella."

"Alice, I am not sleeping with him. Well, technically, I am, but not like you make it sound. Please don't dress me in anything fancy. I am just going to sleep." No matter how many times I repeated that statement, Alice didn't seem convinced.

"Alice, do you know something that I don't?" I asked her, more than a little weary now to enter into Edward's bedroom with the idea looming that something more might happen than I thought.

"You know nothing is certain, Bella. I don't know if what I saw happening, which was incredibly…hot, I have to say, will actually happen."

My uneasiness was now considerably greater. Alice gave me a nightgown to wear, which I really doubted would fit but decided to trust her, and I went to the bathroom down the hall from her room to change. After putting the nightgown on, I immediately wanted to take it back off and change into my jeans. What Alice saw might actually happen if I went to bed with Edward dressed like this, and that I feared more than looking ridiculous. If I lost control, or worse, Edward, I couldn't help but feel like it would be my fault, and I didn't want it to happen that way. I gritted my teeth and decided that I would deal with whatever came my way, even if it was a gorgeous vampire after my body.

"Edward," I called from the hallway after I exited the bathroom. He was there in an instant, with the grace of a thousand angels.

"Wow," he said, letting out a breath that whistled between his teeth. "You look absolutely gorgeous. Are you ready for bed?"

I shook my head yes, and Edward led me the five feet to his bedroom door. My eyes went wide with surprise when I saw a full bed with a black comforter placed against the wall, and the couch that had previously been in the center of the room pushed against the opposite wall.

"What is this, Edward?"

"Why, silly Bella, I believe this is called a bed," he said with a chuckle.

"Yeah, I got that much. You don't sleep, why do you need a bed?"

"Because you sleep, and that is what is important. I called Emmett when I found out that you would be spending the night here, so he went to pick up a bed. The black bedding was at my request though."

"You didn't have to do that Edward. The couch would have been fine. I appreciate it though." I craned my neck to look into his butterscotch eyes, and lightly kissed his cheek.
"Shall we?" Edward asked, but didn't wait for a response as he lifted me off the floor like I weighed less than a feather and carried me over to the bed.



"I don't think I am ever going to get used to that. I know I weigh more than you act like I do." I rolled onto my side to make myself comfortable in his bed. Edward lay next to me, and motioned for me to come closer. He pulled me firmly, but gently, against his chest, and covered me with a blanket that was placed at the foot of the bed.

"Thanks," I mumbled. I could feel his lips laying slight kisses into my hair, and was sure he could my heart beat faster against his chest. It was all I could do to stay put and make sure things didn't get out of hand. When his lips moved down to the soft spot on my neck, I shivered involuntarily.

"Are you cold Bella?" I could hear the genuine concern in his voice, but it was huskier than I had ever heard. He moved slightly and held me to him as he slipped the cover from beneath us, and placed the silky comforter over my body.

"Get some sleep, sweetheart. We have an eternity to do this."

"Not unless you change me," I muttered, hopefully quiet enough that he wouldn't hear me.

"Can we not discuss your demise at this moment?"

What was I thinking? Of course he heard me. I shook my head and closed my eyes. Sleep came only after Edward hummed me my lullaby.

A/N: This is what I imagine the bed looks like, if you are curious. /ImgUpload/P367432532010335.JPG