I learned more about my mother in one session than I had known living with her for so many years. I thought she was flighty, a bit stupid, and very immature. I learned my mother was a bright woman, who acted the way others treated her.

Her father deemed women as interchangeable and complained often she wasn't a boy. Her mother taught her to act helpless to attract men; she didn't realize it only attracted the wrong men. My mother was a product of her environment, just as I was. I couldn't blame her for her weaknesses and I needed to stop blaming myself for mine.

After two weeks I stopped attending her sessions and she began going alone. I could see subtle changes in her. She took more pride in her job as a kindergarten teacher, realizing it wasn't just babysitting but a worthy profession. She dressed more age appropriate and turned away the men showing up at her place. I felt it was finally time to talk to her about Edward.

We were sitting on her bed as she showed me a new clothing purchase. "Mom, I have a guy…at least I think I still have him. His name is Edward."

She put the hanger down, another first for her, and looked at me. "Where is he?"

"In Chicago. He had his own recovery to do and he came out whole. I'm doing mine now."

She smiled softly and said, "I'm part of your recovery?"

"You're a huge part of it. And I'm only telling you about Edward because I see such a change in you. I need my mother, and you're right here," I said, and felt the sting of tears.

"Are you uncertain about your feelings for him?" she asked.

"No, not uncertain, but I feel I don't deserve him, or that I'll set him back in some way," I admitted. "I know another woman loves him, and deep down I'm afraid she'll come for him."

"One thing I learned about men is they do what they want. If he is with you then he wants you, not her."

I wished I could believe her words, but Edward's situation was more complicated than simply choosing me over her. He was certain he didn't love her, but how could he be certain of something he couldn't remember?

"Was it hard to leave dad?" I asked.

She sat on the edge of the bed and took some time to think about it. "I never put anyone's well being ahead of mine. I wanted….more….I just didn't know how to get it in Forks."

"I got to know dad better, he's an amazing man," I said, feeling a bit defensive of my father.

"Yes, he is, he always provided well for you."

We were both quiet and lost in our own thoughts of our men when she finally reached for the phone and said, "Call your Edward."

I took the receiver hesitantly and walked out of her bedroom to make the call. It rang three long times, seeming like a minute for each. "Hello," his deep voice answered.

"Edward, its Bella."

"Thank God," he murmured softly. "Are you in Chicago?"

"No, Phoenix."

He waited for me to say what I needed to say, but all I could concentrate on was the sound of his gentle breathing. "Bella?" he called out.

"Edward, I'm certain, and I want to come back," I said as I broke into tears.

"I'll come get you, I can get the first flight to Phoenix," he said in a rush, and I could hear things moving around on his desk.

I laughed at his enthusiasm and told him to call as soon as he had the arrangements. He wasn't going to arrive until close to midnight and the day passed slowly and tortuously. I waited by the luggage pick up and watched the escalators unwaveringly.

He stepped onto the slow moving stairs and my heart leapt into my throat. I couldn't remain still and ran up the downward moving stairs as he ran to meet me. He grabbed me around the waist and waited for us to reach the bottom before pulling me aside and kissing me wildly. I didn't care we were in public, I had the man I love in my arms and I wanted to show him how happy I was to see him.

We kissed for a long time, constantly slowing down only to heat things up again. I didn't care about anything that happened on the island, or the scar still burned into my flesh. My thoughts were solely on Edward.

Someone said angrily to us, "There are children present."

We finally parted and I laughed as he held me only inches from his face. "I feel like I'm dreaming," he said with a thick voice.

"You better not wake up," I said, and didn't worry about it sounding like a command. I took his hand and he told me he only had a carry-on bag. We went right to my mother's car and began kissing aggressively again. When I was ready to take him right in the car I pulled away and started the engine.

"How far?" he asked and it made me laugh at our eagerness. I just hoped we were both able to give in to what we needed and there was nothing holding either one of us back.

We arrived at my mother's small home and I saw her peaking from the curtains. I looked at Edward and felt a bit nervous about his reaction to her. "Someone is anxious to meet you," I said and nodded to the window.

"Does she know about….me?" he asked hesitantly.

"Nothing specific," I smiled and then let my smiled widen and I said, "I saved those details for my father."

"The cop?" he gasped.

I laughed at the expression on his face and leaned over to give him a reassuring kiss. "I only told them you're an incredible man."

We got out of the car and headed into the house. Renee opened the door before we got there and rushed out to meet Edward. She shook his hand and then gave him a big hug, before pulling him into the house. "Bella never let me meet her men before," she said, without meaning to sound like I had a parade of them.

"This one's special," I admitted. Edward looked at me and winked, setting my entire body on fire.

I had learned amazing control, but making small talk with my mother when I wanted him in my arms took every ounce of control I could manage. I sat on his lap as my mother quizzed him on his life. His hand moved in small circles on the small of my back as he spoke.

When the phone rang I took advantage of my mother's distraction and pulled Edward down the hall to my room. I locked the door and attached myself to him as permanently as I could. He stumbled his way to the bed and we collapsed onto it. I was already pulling on his shirt when he reached back and pulled it over his head in one swift movement.

I sighed at the sight of his bare chest and smothered it in kisses. "I don't want you to feel like I came here just for sex," he said as he gasped for air.

"Tell me all about it afterward," I countered, and he chuckled as I made my way back to his mouth.

Our clothing came off in a rush and we slowed down once we connected. I looked at his face, not judging his limits or watching for discomfort. I looked at his face with love, amazed at the expressions of love looking back at me.

The biggest proof of our change was when Edward finished first, something a Dom would never allow and a sub would never do. I came undone right after him and we clung together as we laughed and cried. It was the first time we were both whole and able to give ourselves completely to each other.

Edward held my head between his hands and kissed my face, covering every inch of it. A loud knock made us both jump and my mother called out, "Are you done?"

"Shit," I mumbled and Edward moved to my side and looked at the door as if my mother was going to come barging in. "Go to bed mother," I yelled out.

"I want to ask you something," she said from behind the door.

I got out of bed and pulled Edward's shirt over my head and walked to the door. I opened it just enough to see my mother's face and asked, "What?"

"Are you going to Forks?" she inquired.

I glanced over at Edward and decided I would like for him to meet my father, so I turned back to her and nodded my head. A smile grew on her face and she asked, "May I go with you?"

"To Forks?" I gasped, having no idea why she would go back to a place she supposedly loathed.

"I think it would be a good thing to have your family together for once," she announced, but I doubted it was my psychological health she was considering. I told her she could come and she left with a big smile on her face.

I pulled off the shirt and got back into bed. Edward pulled me to his chest and I entangled my legs with his. "This is paradise," I moaned.

"I was going to tell you something before we were interrupted," he announced.

"Yeah, what was it?"

"I love you, Bella Swan," he said as his fingers ran softly down my arm.

"I love you, Edward Cullen. I love you in a way I never thought possible for me. You've helped to heal my heart and soul."

"Exactly, you did that for me too."

"How are your dreams?" I asked.

He groaned and I knew it was something he was still dealing with. I had no idea how to convince him he did not kill Jane. He spoke softly and said, "I remember how I heard about the island."

I raised my head and looked at him with shock. "Really, how?"

"They contacted me. I guess they heard I was looking into various places and thought I would be a good candidate for their program."

"Did they give you fake documents?" I asked.

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"I got them too. A huge guy, Felix, picked me up," I said, having another memory.

Edward thought for a moment and then shook his head, having no memory of anyone named Felix. I put my head back down and he played with my hair as I kissed his chest. It was intimacy I never had with a lover. We talked softly in the darkness, sharing stories of our childhoods, and making our way to our college years.

We fell asleep together and knew this was the very beginning of the rest of our lives. We were going to make it and the thought warmed my heart. The following morning we made love in the shower. It wasn't careful but wild and hot.

We dressed and packed up everything to head to Forks. We arrived after the long drive close to dinner time. I got out of the car and went to the door alone. I knocked and my father opened with a surprised expression. I hugged him and told him I brought my guy to meet him. I motioned for them to come from the car.

Edward walked with Renee but she used his tall body to hide behind. I could see how scared she was to see Charlie again. Edward extended his hand to my father and Charlie gave him the once over before shaking it.

"Dad, this is Edward Cullen," I announced with pride. Charlie protectively put his arm around me and it felt great to have a father looking out for me. It was a bit late, but it felt wonderful none the less.

"Oh, and you know mom," I added, and Edward stepped out of the way to show Renee huddled behind him.

Her face was pale white and her lips were shaking. "Hello Charlie," she said nervously.

Charlie's mouth fell open and his eyes widened in shock. I found I was holding my breath and when my father stepped forward to hug my mother I broke into tears.

20

I was never quite sure what went on between my parents. I was only three when we left Forks forever and my mother never really spoke of Charlie. I would go visit him for two weeks every summer and we would have a strained, awkward time.

Edward wrapped his arm around my shoulders and gave me a supportive squeeze. I smiled up at him and tried to dry my eyes. I needed to see my parents hug at least once in my life and I was happy to have Edward next to me when it happened.

We all sat around the table and Charlie brought up the idea of going fishing with Edward. He tensed and said, "I've really never gone fishing before. My father is not an outdoorsman."

"You'll love it," my father declared, but Edward looked a bit overwhelmed.

Charlie looked over at a clock and then said, "Have you eaten? I can get some pizza or we can go to the lodge."

My mother smiled and said, "Is that place still open. I was sure they would have lost their license by now."

Charlie laughed loudly and stood to extend his hand to my mother. "I'm sure old Jim would love to see you again."

We headed to the lodge and when we entered the room Charlie stood just a bit taller. He introduced us as his family and it sent a warm feeling throughout my body. Edward did his best to find common ground they could talk about and settled on baseball.

When we finished eating my parents ordered drinks. Edward and I decided to walk home, since it wasn't that far. I also loved the idea of letting my parents have some time alone. It was a stupid hope that they would get back together, but the child inside of me still longed for it.

"So, are you really going fishing tomorrow?" I asked Edward.

"Do I have a choice?" he laughed.

"I can tell my dad to back off."

"No," he said with a laugh. "This is a test and I'm determined to pass it."

"A test?" I asked.

"Sure, he wants to see if the bloke after his baby is worthy of her attention. I understand," he sighed.

I stopped walking and pulled him to a stop alongside me. "Edward, I hope you're only joking. You are the most amazing man in the world and it only matters what I think."

His hands ran along my jaw and into my hair before he lowered his mouth to mine. My knees grew weak from his perfect kisses and I tried to keep control of myself on a public street. "I love you," I said without thinking when he pulled away. It fell from my mouth naturally and honestly. Edward smiled widely and gave me a sly wink before walking again.

"What was that?" I asked with a laugh.

"What?" he asked innocently.

"That look," I explained. "What was that look for?" He shook his head and I pushed his shoulder with the palm of my hand. "What's going on Edward Cullen?"

"I don't take orders anymore," he said with a laugh. I gasped loudly and tried to act very offended, but he wouldn't cave and tell me what he was thinking. I bugged him the entire way home and his control amazed me.

We were unloading our bags from our car when my parents pulled up. They came over to the trunk and Charlie announced, "Bella and Renee can have the spare room. Edward can have the cot in my office."

Edward and I both froze and I turned slowly to see if my father was joking. He appeared completely serious. I looked at my wide eyed mother and then back at my dad. "Are you kidding?" I asked him.

Charlie looked a bit embarrassed and then said, "Oh yeah, right. Um…he can have my room and I'll use the cot."

"Dad," I whined loudly, "Edward is sleeping with me."

"Bella, it's okay," Edward interjected.

"No," I said forcefully. "This is ridiculous. I am a grown woman in my thirties."

"A single grown woman," my father pointed out.

"Are you telling me you haven't had sex in twenty-eight years since mom left?" I wouldn't believe him if he tried to tell me it was true. My dad was hot for an older man and my mother sure wasn't remaining virtuous on her own.

"This is my home," Charlie said heatedly.

Edward took hold of my arm and said, "Come on Bella, let it go. I'll be fine in the office."

I grabbed a bag and walked off in a huff. I couldn't believe my father was being so prudish. I regretted coming here and hated the idea of finally being with Edward and having to sleep in separate rooms. I also didn't like the thought of sharing a bed with my mother. I'm sure she would want to stay up all night going over every detail of my father. Edward and my father made plans to leave at first light to go fishing and I got on my pajamas and crawled into bed.

Edward stood by the door and smiled at me. "If I don't return tomorrow, come find my body," he teased.

"We can leave in the morning if you like," I offered. I never meant for this visit to put stress on our relationship, but maybe that was exactly what family does to a couple. I never loved anyone enough to meet my folks, and now I was glad for it.

"Bella, it's fine, really it is. I like your parents," he lied. I decided not to push it and pray my father didn't say anything as they were fishing to make Edward decide to run out on me.

I got up early to see them off and found my bed empty. I went downstairs expecting to see my mother making pancakes or something but the house was quiet. I headed to the office and heard soft laughter coming from upstairs. I followed the sound to my father's room and opened to door to find my parents lying in bed naked.

I screamed and slammed the door, sending Edward running up the stairs to make sure I was okay. I pushed him into my room and leaned against the door with my hand over my mouth in shock.

"What's wrong?" Edward asked.

"I just walked in on my parents having sex," I gasped.

He looked sideways, as if he could actually see through the walls at what I had seen. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"No, yes, I mean they were naked, but not actually….you know," I explained, and ran my finger through my other thumb and finger. It was juvenile, but I was too shaken to be mature about it. Suddenly I became filled with anger. My father refused to let me sleep with Edward, but he was doing my mom right under my nose.

I felt Edward grab my arm but I pushed him away and headed down the hallway. I knocked first and then threw open the door. My mother had on a robe and dad was dressed to go fishing. I crossed my arms in anger as I took a stand. "What's going on?" I asked.

"We'll talk later," Charlie said to get away from having this discussion.

"No, we're going to talk now," I yelled, acting like a spoiled only child. "You wouldn't let me sleep with Edward, but this is fine?" I asked. "This is just…nasty."

Charlie walked toward me and raised his finger to shake it at me. "I'm still your father," he said, making no sense at all.

"So you get to have sex in front of me but I can't do the same?" I was hysterical and realized what a stupid comment I just made. I was mad he kept me out of Edward's arms and even angrier for being so old and still hoping my parents would get back together. Doing this to me was putting me back years in my therapy.

Charlie looked at Edward and said, "We're leaving in five minutes."

Edward turned and headed downstairs to get ready. I glared at my father as he walked past me and then looked at my mom as she grinned from the bed. "You are such a whore," I teased.

"I know," she laughed and it made me laugh too. I walked over and sat next to her. She threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. "Oh Bella, it was just like old times."

"I don't want to hear about it," I said adamantly. "I'm ready to bolt as it is."

"You have to help me," my mom begged.

"Help you with what?" I asked.

"Help me not to mess this up. How to I make it work?"

I stared into her eyes. The expression I saw was new. She never cared about her future and only found her worth in the loser men she dragged home, but this time she looked really scared.

"Mom, all I can say is go really slowly. Don't ignore the past issues. Dad will never leave Forks." I wasn't trying to squash her dreams, or my own, but I wanted her to be realistic this time.

"Your father used to scare me. He was so settled and so sure about his way of life. I had no idea what I wanted, but now with counseling I know. I want the life he offered me years ago," she announced.

"Oh God," I muttered. I wished Edward and I could leave tonight. This had disaster written all over it. My mother crawled onto her knees and looked me in the eyes. "What?" I asked.

"Teach me how to be all bad ass with a man," she pleaded. My mouth fell open and she dismissed my reaction with a wave of a hand. "Come on," she laughed. "I know all about your lifestyle."

I shook my head and tried to get off the bed but she pulled me back down and to face her. "Mom, it isn't a healthy way to live. I've worked really hard to change and I'm not telling you how to dominate dad."

"But isn't it hot?" she asked innocently.

"No, it is abusive. Hot is role playing and mixing it up once in a while. But dominating someone takes their self-esteem and weakens them. Just wear dad's holster and heels if you want it to be hot, but don't confuse it with something dangerous."

She squealed like a school girl and jumped up to run to his closet. I took advantage of her lack of attention and hurried from the room. I spent most of the morning deep cleaning dad's house and trying not to worry about Edward. They arrived home around three and I rushed outside to greet them.

"How did it go?" I asked them both.

"Good, we caught plenty of fish for dinner," Charlie said, and began unloading his truck.

"You caught a fish?" I asked Edward, ready to reward his manliness with a kiss.

"Not a fish, many fish," he bragged.

He reached out and took the cooler from Charlie's hands and I watched them interact as if they were family. "You can put your clothes in the washroom and I'll clean them," I told them both as we headed into the house.

They both cleaned up as me and my mother began frying the fish. We ate are fill with a white wine and buttered biscuits. Edward cleared his throat and held up his wine glass for a toast. Everyone followed suite.

"I would like to thank Charlie and Renee for their generosity and kindness." I tapped his glass and he pulled back. "I'm not done," he announced.

"Oh sorry," I said, and lowered my hand.

This time Edward stood and set his glass on the table. "I had a long talk with Charlie today," he said nervously. I glanced at my father and wondered if he told Edward to get lost. My heart was pounding and Edward knelt onto one knee and pulled a ring from his pocket.

"Bella Swan, will you be my wife?" he asked.

21

I felt like I was hyperventilating. My breathing was too shallow and I grew dizzy. Edward looked worried and jumped up off his knee to make sure I was okay. It wasn't the thought of marrying Edward that was so disturbing, it was the fact any man wanted to marry me. I never believed I would ever marry.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly and took my hand.

"Yeah, I'm just…."

"I think the man is waiting for an answer, Bells," my father said to make it more awkward.

"Maybe we should take a moment alone," Edward suggested and I nodded before he led me to the back office. "I didn't want to ruin the surprise," he said sadly as he shut the door. "I should have talked to you before talking to your father."

I chuckled and shook my head. "I just barely got a relationship with my dad," I pointed out.

"I just wanted to do it the proper way," he said with guilt.

I had no idea why he thought I would need proper; nothing in my life had been done properly. I tried to remain calm and said, "Edward, we haven't been together very long."

"I know," he said instantly. "But you are the only woman for me…ever."

My eyes lowered and I said quietly, "The Island, and our memories."

"We'll find them together," he said. "There is nothing that happened there that would change my mind about you."

I wanted to believe him so badly. I wanted to think Jane was his captor and that was all. I finally smiled and raised my head. "So you want to marry me?"

He smiled back and nodded his head. "I sure do," he replied.

I thought for a moment, as I tried to picture a wedding in my mind. I instantly saw the large lawn of Edward's Chicago home. I hugged him and said, "Yes, Edward. I'll marry you."

He picked me up off the ground and hugged me tightly as he let out a sigh of relief. I had no idea if this would work, but I was willing to put in the effort. There was not another man on the planet I would be willing to commit to, so it had to mean something.

We kissed each other hungrily and I didn't care if it was Charlie's house and I was single, this was my fiancé and I would show him how much I loved him. I pushed him onto the desk and began taking down his pants. He pulled off my shirt and then began removing my jeans too.

I moved onto his lap and he held my legs so I wouldn't fall. I felt like I was loving his heart, not just his body. I wanted more and more of him, never finding the depth of love I needed. I screamed out as he held my arching back then we collapsed together onto the desk.

Edward glanced around the room and said, "Did we just do it on your father's desk?"

"After the conversation I had with my mother, I don't care," I laughed.

"Yeah, I had some freaky weirdness with your dad too," he said to get my full attention. I stared down at him unsure if I wanted to hear what he had to say. "He asked about…modernizing his repertoire."

"What in the hell does that mean?" I asked.

He laughed and shook his head, "You don't want to know."

"What did you tell him?" I asked, hoping one of my parents weren't going to end up wearing a collar.

"I acted totally ignorant," he assured me, and I kissed him for his brilliance.

By the time we came out of the office we found the kitchen empty. I glanced up the stairs and then gave a purposeful shudder. Edward and I busied ourselves with dishes and decided to leave for Chicago the following morning. Renee remained behind doing whatever freaky thing they were doing.

We announced our engagement and decided to have a very small intimate wedding. Alice and Rose planned most of it while I looked for a job. I was teaching a couple of classes at a local junior college as Edward worked on music scores.

We attended therapy every week and most of our memories were of a sexual nature. It didn't bother either one of us. We were different people back then and sex never embarrassed us, emotions were more difficult to explore.

I was growing fixated on his relationship with Jane and saw something telling in every memory he had. Once session he grew tired of my constant pushing and did something very out of character for Edward. "I fucked her and that was all," he yelled.

"How do you know? You have no idea what your heart felt after spending six years with her. You proposed to me after…." I shut my mouth and realized I had gone too far. Edward was livid and stood to face me.

"After spending thousands of dollars trying to find you, after working my ass off to become a functioning man, after risking everything to save you, yes, I proposed after all of that," he said as his body shook with anger.

I threw my arms in the air and said, "I give."

"What does that mean?" he asked.

"You're right. I'm trying to sabotage everything because I'm a stupid bitch," I admitted.

He smiled softly with a crooked grin and it sent my heart pounding. "I'm sorry," I offered.

He pulled me into his arms and kissed me tenderly. "No need to apologize, I shouldn't have yelled."

We left the session that night with a certainty we would be just fine as Mr. and Mrs. Cullen. I also had come to terms with my parents working on their relationship. I wanted them to be happy and if it happened to be with each other, great.

The wedding grew closer and closer. We had a huge tent set up on the lawn and I would walk from the house to the alter to a song Edward wrote. We had white garden chairs set up for the guest and our wedding clothes were simple and off white.

I carried wildflowers in my hand as I held onto my father's arm. The crowd surprised me a bit and I looked at a lot of unfamiliar faces. I realized the Masens and Cullens each had to be represented so I smiled and looked at Edward as I walked toward him.

His face was calm and he smiled as if he didn't have a care in the world. It was an expression I hoped to see on his face often.

Little Edward yelled out to me when I passed so I laughed and gave him a small wave. I saw a woman with long strawberry hair give me a courteous smile and recognized Tanya in the crowd. I took a few more steps when a memory hit me suddenly.

I came to a complete stop and my father looked at me with concern. "Bells, we have a bit further to go," he whispered.

I turned to look directly into Tanya's eyes. My hand dropped the flowers and I glanced back at the alter to see Edward looking worried. I couldn't ruin his wedding day, but I also couldn't let Tanya witness the most special moment of our lives.

"Hang on," I said to my father and leaned around him to speak to Tanya. "Please leave," I said in a whisper to her.

"Excuse me?" she asked and looked around in embarrassment.

"I want you to leave and I don't want to make a scene, so please go," I repeated.

"I am a guest of the groom," she said indignantly and her declaration angered me further.

Edward had come down the aisle and asked my father what the problem was. Charlie shrugged and tried to pull me back to his side. I looked at Edward and said, "I want her to leave. I can't tell you why at the moment."

Edward chuckled a bit and leaned closer to me. "Bella, we've known the Denalis for years."

"Do you trust me?" I asked him. It was a defining moment. Did he trust me as a husband trusts his wife or did he need an explanation?

He looked at my eyes for a moment and then turned to Tanya and said, "I'm sorry, you'll have to leave."

Her mouth opened wide and she glared at us both before stomping from the tent. I took Edward's hand and walked with him back to the alter. I grinned the entire way through our vows. I couldn't believe I was a married woman, spending my life with a man I loved completely.

We ate and danced with our guest and just when the day couldn't get any better Alice announced her pregnancy. They had been trying for years for a baby and the news sent everyone into tears. I danced with my father and we both laughed through our tears.

I danced with Emmett, who found it funny to twirl me every third step. Then I danced with Jasper, making sure to congratulate him on the baby news. When I finally danced with Carlisle he asked, "Is today everything you wanted?"

"It's more than I ever imagined," I said through tears. "I love your son with all my heart."

"Coming to your office that day was the best decision I ever made," Carlisle said. "I'm happy you're family now."

I hugged him as the song ended. Edward came to take my hand and we headed inside to change our clothes. We were going to spend our honeymoon on his father's yacht on Lake Michigan. We said our goodbyes and drove off to the sound of resounding cheers.

It wasn't until we were in bed on the boat when Edward finally asked about Tanya. I rose up on my elbow and ran my finger over his features. I actually had no idea how he would respond to the news and I could be making too much out of my memory, but there was no way I would take the chance on my wedding day.

I rolled onto his body and he smiled at me. "Thank you for a beautiful wedding," I told him honestly.

He pushed my hair back and said, "You were a beautiful bride."

"And you are one sexy husband," I replied.

"Husband," he repeated as if the word was sacred. I moved slowly down his body with my lips worshiping every inch of him.

I glanced up to see him watching me closely. I found the urge to bite him to see his reaction. I let my teeth move along his cock and then bit down. He remained completely still so I added more force. He showed no reaction so I added even more pressure I was certain would cause pain. Edward's eyes only brightened.

It got me so hot and I moved back to his mouth and sat on his erection to find the satisfaction I needed. "Do me hard," I demanded. I was so turned on and tried to push the voice of warning from my mind. I was loving my husband, not controlling my sub. Edward and I fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms, never talking about what had just happened.

The following morning we had breakfast in bed and I kept staring at the ring on my finger, a symbol I never expected to own. I held up my hand and said, "You have great taste, Edward."

"I do," he agreed, "And I mean the woman, not the diamond."

I gave him a syrupy kiss and then he set his fork down and asked, "So, what happened with Tanya last night?"

I couldn't believe I had totally forgotten about Tanya and the instant memory I had when I saw her. I wiped my mouth and pushed my tray away before turning to look at his face. I wasn't sure how to word it, so I said gently, "I had a memory at the wedding. I know how you ended up on the island."

His eyes widened in surprise and he moved his own tray out of the way. I swallowed deeply and looked away as I said, "Tanya had them contact you. She paid for them to keep you and torture you."