I'll Never Break Your Heart – Chapter 7

In which there are emotions.

A/N: Oh dear. I fear I have neglected this story for way too long. It's been almost a year since I published it and about 8 months since I last updated. I have recently started a new school year, and haven't had time for anything! I apologize sincerely for being gone so long. I just hope that with this new update, my loyal readers can still find it in their hearts to forgive me. As cheesy and braggy as it may sound, I went back and read this story over from the beginning and it left me wanting more! I really hope that this fic evokes the reactions in you guys as it does in me because I had a lot of fun writing it and I hope to continue to do so. I'm not letting this story die like the rest of the ones I neglect for too long. Well, I had already started this chapter a while back, and had an A/N already written for it, so if you are interested in what I had to say back then, it's featured below. If not, I hope you remember what this fic is about and dive right in to this chapter! (If you don't remember, go ahead and feel free to reread it! lol) Thanks again guys! –A

(Previous A/N) : WOW! I really did not expect to get my 5 reviews within the first 2 days of posting! I got 7 reviews total on last chapter and I am elated to say that you guys are AWESOME! A few of them were anonymous and weren't signed so I'll thank those who did so: MunroInMyChambers, TiaraF, crazybeautifuldisaster, and iEatKandies. Love you all!

Anyways, I really like the feedback, and would appreciate more whenever you wanna offer it up! There's no way I could continue writing this without you guys pushing me through! Let me know what you want to see happen on this wonderful island paradise and I'll see what I can do ;) (If your idea is used, I will give credit where it is due!) So let me shut up now and on to Hawaii! – A

EPOV

The rest of our amazing shower went off without a hitch, fulfilling every one of my recent fantasies. (Except for the one that joined us in the most intimate way possible) We kissed, touched, and showered each other for at least an hour. Once our fingers and toes were all pruny, we decided it was probably time to dry off.

Once we stepped out of the shower everything was basically back to how it had been before, only with a new level of comfort around each other. She no longer shied away from me when she wasn't descent. I was allowed to see every inch of this goddess. Over two hours had already passed after our amazing shower and I still couldn't see why she had allowed me that great privilege.

I stepped out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom to change clothes. Since I hadn't anticipated taking a shower, I didn't take clothes with me. While I rummaged through my suitcase for a nice shirt to wear to lunch, I came about my stack of t-shirts. I bypassed the casuals to reach one of my favorite button-down shirts.

The garment I took out of my bag was a soft, dark blue shirt with short sleeves to match my dark washed jeans. I forget where I got it from, but something in the back of my mind reminded me to take care of it. Once I had put on deodorant and cologne, I slid on my shirt, spraying a few more times over the material for the full effect. Looking myself over in the mirror over the vanity, I unpacked my toiletries, first pulling out my hairbrush and gel. There was no way I would leave the room without my signature unruly yet sexy, disheveled hair. I sculpted it as usual, brushing it out and running my gel-covered fingers through it a couple times. It wasn't very difficult to get my hair to behave, for which I was grateful because if I had taken any longer at the mirror, I would've missed Bella stepping out of the steaming bathroom.

She was wrapped in a fluffy towel, walking to me towel drying her hair with another. I was sitting on the bed towards the headboard, looking down the bed to where she was. It was her turn at the vanity, and I had the pleasure of watching from behind, and in the mirror. Being able to see her from every angle made me feel quite perverse, but instead I decided to take the situation for what it was and enjoy the show.

After she felt it was dry enough, she dropped the towel she had been drying her hair with on the floor. She picked up her own hair brush and ran it effortlessly through her long, chocolate colored tresses. I gazed intently at every brush stroke, every line the bristles formed in her damp hair, mesmerized. Bella might have noticed me looking, but she said nothing. When satisfied, she dropped the brush and reached for a hair product, with which I wasn't familiar. She shook the bottle, and pointed it downward, into her hand. Pressing the nozzle at the top, white foam came out and expanded the longer it was in her hand. I was amazed at whatever this was. Apparently I haven't been studying up on females and their native habits enough lately. I had a lot of catching up to do.

Feeling stupid, I decided to ask what it was.

"Its mousse, kinda like a gel but it doesn't make your hair hard. Just to basically curl it a little and not let it get frizzy." She gave me a cute smile and turned back to her reflection. Every time she put more mousse in her hand, I looked like a small child discovering how to use a new toy. Bella would take the mousse and put it in her hair, scrunching her hands over it, leaving the mousse behind and a large pattern of gentle waves as well.

"It looks pretty." I smiled at her after she had flipped her hair over and back again to shake it out. She pinned her bangs back and let the rest of it fall freely over her shoulders. Again I was staring at her relentlessly.

"Thanks. Your hair doesn't look too bad either." She giggled, and then asked what I did to it. I explained the process in less than two minutes.

Once she was done with her hair, she sat on the small bench in front of the mirror and pulled out a tri-fold box. When she unclipped the front and pulled the sides apart, I was astonished at the massive size of her makeup case. She apparently had two of everything because it was full to the brim with different products that I couldn't even attempt identifying. Everything was well organized though, which somehow didn't surprise me.

I was actually interested in what she was going to do now, since I didn't think she needed any makeup at all. Moving to the foot of the bed, I sat behind her, on her left side. Bella looked up from what she was doing and smiled at me through the mirror.

"You look very interested. Mind telling me what you're interested in?" She gave me a suggestive smile along with the lift of an eye brow and I stayed quiet.

I decided to show her what I was really interested in, instead of just saying it. I shifted directly behind her, and lifted her hair off of her back, putting it all on one shoulder. Leaning down, I open-mouth kissed her neck, nibbling and nipping my way down her exposed shoulder once more. Before I could get much further, she stood quickly and spun rapid fire back at me.

She had a devilish look in her eyes as she shoved my shoulder, hard, to the bed. I fell back, giving into her wishes easily. Bella climbed on top of the bed, straddling my legs, allowing me a quick peek at her translucent thong. Almost immediately, I sprung to attention. She laughed out loud and bent down to my level, kissing me deeply and lovingly. It was driving me insane how meticulous she was. After a particularly hard bite, I flinched and she quickly flicked her tongue out of her mouth and licked carefully over the tiny wound.

Feeling confident, I let my own tongue wander out, catching hers in the middle of a lick across my bottom lip. I closed my mouth over the tip of her tongue and sucked it into my mouth. After caressing it with my own, I let her have her way with me. She continued kissing me, driving me wild.

Maybe ten minutes of making out intensely passed and she sat up. Now was when I noticed a slight soreness of my jaw. This girl would be the death of me, I was sure of it. She moved off of me with one quick peck at my lips and put both feet on the ground. I saw the edge of her towel was lodged under my thigh. Not saying a word, I pushed my leg even harder against the bed, pinning the material there hopelessly. Making sure I had a good view in the mirror across from her, I let her turn. Once she did, the towel unwrapped from around her and fell unceremoniously to the floor.

When this happened, her full breasts bounced happily out of the confined cotton space. Their roundness amazed me. They stood alert and at attention, staring me back in the face through the mirror. The look on Bella's face was priceless though, so I tore my intent gaze away from the girls and ended up rolling on the bed with laughter. She turned around, feigning annoyance and slapping my ass in the process.

I looked back at her, and saw her with her arms crossed over her chest, pouting. I shut up and quickly rolled back to her. Finally getting into a sitting position in front of her, I grabbed her around the waist and found my self eye level with what she was hiding from me. Slightly annoyed, I pushed my face into her arms. When I finally spoke, my voice was coming from her deep cleavage.

"Come on baby! You know I was only playing!" I kissed the top of her arm and kissed down her chest, flicking my tongue out into her cleavage every now and then. I finally reached the blockades that were her arms, and tried snaking my tongue between the skin there and her breast. I could've sworn I finally got a taste of her nipple before she unhooked her arms. Diving forward, I opened my mouth to take it in. She seemed almost hesitant to allow me to continue devouring my new favorite treat.

I looked back up at her, worried something had gone wrong. She was wearing an expression I had yet to see. This face looked upset. I had no idea what I had done before she opened her mouth and spoke softly.

"Edward, please, don't call me that." With that she picked up her towel and wrapped it back around herself. Sitting down at the vanity, she quickly put on light makeup. After that she stood up and purposely moved away from the bed and me at the same time. I watched her walk to her bags and pull out a pair of sandals. She hooked her index finger in the back strap of the shoes and slid them on one at a time.

When I called her baby, I only meant it in the most affectionate way possible. The fact that she didn't realize this worried me. Without wasting any more time in my sudden onslaught of negative thoughts, I stood from the bed and made my way over to her.

"Bella, I'm sorry if I offended you in any way by calling you that. I won't do it again. I promise." I didn't know what else to say to her. There really wasn't much I could say. I didn't know what the hell I did wrong!

She turned to face me, and with a small smile and sad eyes, she finally spoke. "It's okay. I just have history with that nick name… recent history. And it's not all that great."

I chose to lighten the mood a bit, while also showing interest in what was troubling her. "Well history was never my best subject, but I sure as hell am a great listener. And there is nothing more I'd rather do than learn every little piece of the history that made you the phenomenal person you are today." I kissed the tip of her nose and wrapped my arms around her short frame. She instantly relaxed, making herself more vulnerable to me. And I felt the need to hold her tighter.

"Then I guess lunch isn't going to go the same way I planned it. But hey, we have plenty of time to do it the right way." With that, she grabbed my hand, lightly separating my fingers with her own, and started walking to the door of the suite.

And just like that, we were back to normal, boarding the elevator of the Kahala resort, hand in hand, making our descent into the unknown.

A/N: AHH! I know, I know it's short! But after I wrote that last sentence, I couldn't help but end it there. It seemed like a comfortable way to end the chapter. I reread what I had previously written for this chapter, and I internally slapped myself for trying to carry this story in that direction. It was a speed bump that I had to quickly flatten out, which resulted in the deletion of almost a full page of writing. Incase you're wondering what this change was, it happened after Edward called Bella 'baby'. I had originally set it to be that she flipped out and got mad at him and stormed out of the room and it turned into a wild goose chase around the hotel. But bipolar Bella doesn't work for me. So that went out the window and I went back to the drawing board. And I figured that with this new level of comfort with each other, Bella could spare to be a little sentimental with Edward. Hope you enjoyed! Please remember to review ! Old and new readers alike. Anonymous reviews are enabled so go ahead and drop me a little message! Sorry I've been gone for so long. But I promise I'm back. And this time, with a lot more imagination ;) -A