Folding the letter I reached for my book which was placed on the nightstand who knows how long ago. I opened the book to where I left off actually reading and followed the dialogue well as Carlisle speaks in this way fluently.

Marianne was just about to be saved by Brandon when Carlisle came through the window; my eyes wondered to him as I saw he was in a new shirt with slacks on—most casual as Carlisle gets. He smiled and sat in the chair once again motioning for me to keep reading when he pulled a book off my shelf—his book. I closed my book and walked over to him in the very few steps it takes as he set down his book knowing he wasn't going to read tonight.

"Good Evening my Isabella." Carlisle said softly while pulling me to sit across his lap wrapping his arms at my waist. I leaned into his embrace when I suddenly felt a rush of guilt for how I betrayed him.

"Carlisle…About my arm I-I'm so sorry I-I didn't mean to hide it from you." I said letting all my thoughts come crashing down; Carlisle inhaled deeply and nodded not meeting my eyes.

"Isabella, I could smell it long before I patched your results. I should have known more of myself that you would do it again over a short time but I thought I could prevent it since you were spending more time with me in the past while—it seems I was wrong in my own perception of what has happened." Carlisle explained to me.

"So why can you not be mad at me?" I asked.

"Because Bella everyone makes mistakes including myself from time to time and we all must learn from them; you'll learn from this one as it will leave scars here, here, and along here." He said placing his cool fingertip lightly on each spot on the bandage where I guessed from his medical experience he knew how deep the cut was.

Before my mind caught up with me in that moment I kissed him with the burning intensity I never could give Edward and Carlisle responded back with a kiss just as heated. I placed my hand on the side of his face as he locked one of his lightly around my neck before pulling from my lips and moving soft tingling kisses down my throat—I couldn't imagine how hard that was for him as I knew Carlisle hadn't always had control before. I pressed my body more against his chest when I was suddenly lifted off his lap being carried bridal style; we pulled away and I looked immediately to Carlisle.

"Do you mind if we leave somewhere?" He asked me.

I shook my head and just like that we were together in the front yard outside my truck. He smiled and clarified if I really wanted to leave before sprinting off into the woods; I couldn't keep track by the speed Carlisle was going but one thing was for sure Carlisle Cullen wanted us to be alone.