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Chapter Eight

*** A Perfect Moment ***

~ Krystine's POV ~

I sat in the passenger's side of his luxurious Volvo eyeing the speedometer. The white needle slowly grew to a higher and higher altitude, hitting the ninety mph mark. His eyes were locked on the road ahead of him with one hand on the steering wheel and the other holding mine. I watched how effortlessly he moved the wheel, steering in and out of the other cars.

"So," he started smiling, "you can't drive yet?"

I looked from the dashboard to him.

"No," I said a little ashamed.

'How did he know that? Oh, wait, mind reader, duh.'

Edward laughed at my thoughts. The laugh that had come from him sent chills down my spine. It was musical, a perfect mix between melody and harmony. Everything about him seemed perfect, his beautiful golden eyes, wonderful face, soft lips, and muscular arms. He was my fallen angel.

"You can't drive," he said with a crooked smile.

I was hoping he didn't hear the "fallen angel" thing in his head. Actually, I wished he could stay out of my mind.

"Why not?" he asked, keeping an eye on the road.

"Well," I stalled, "I was too lazy to read the drivers manual."

He smiled.

I really hated reading, I mean really, really hated reading. It was time consuming, made you tired, and your eyes always felt like they were going to explode. To be perfectly honest though, I'm petrified to get behind the wheel of a car, especially after what happened.

"Being in a car accident won't harm you anymore," he explained, hearing my worried thoughts.

"Well, I figured that. I just don't want…to hurt anyone else."

"I recalled the incident from before. Esme had me so focused on the scent of the deer's blood, but I still managed to sense the man. That had been the worst feeling I'd felt before. I had never wanted anything so badly before. The man's blood could have easily cured my yearning. Edward turned to me, bringing the back of my hand to his lips; their cool, smooth texture lingered there for to short a time.

"Don't worry, things will become easier," he murmured with a small smile.

He turned down a long wooded drive that led up to the Cullen's extraordinary home. Edward pulled the Volvo into the garage next to a big jeep and a little, red convertible.

"Are all of these all of your guy's cars?"

Every one was polished brightly, like each sports car had just been bought. I lightly traced my fingers on a strip of chrome on Edward's car.

"Yes, the Jeep is Emmett's, Rose's BMW…" he continued until each car was matched with its owner.

He stood behind me with his strong arms around my waist. His face nuzzled my hair; his cool breath ran down the back of my neck.

"Would you like to go inside?"

'Not really at this moment, are you crazy?'

"Maybe," he laughed softly answering my thoughts.

Together, we crossed the garage and entered the living room where they were all sitting. Before I could tell what was happening, Emmett jumped from his place next to Rosalie and with a hand full of flowers taken from a near-by vase, flew up the stairs. I glanced at Edward, and he shrugged. We turned our attention back to the staircase. Then, one step at a time, he came down holding the flower like a bride humming the wedding march. I burst into laughter, as did the rest of the house. Edward bounded into the air, landing on top of Emmett, who at the moment of Edward's pounce, let out a completely girly scream. It was a good five minutes before Emmett got Edward off his back.

"Hey, I was just jokin'!" Emmett chuckled.

"So am I!" Edward said as he pinned his brother to the floor.

"That's enough now. We don't want to break anything," Carlisle said, also enjoying their fun.

They both got up off the floor, doing some sort of secret hand shake.

"I'm sorry about my action earlier. I got carried away," I apologized to everyone with Edward at my side again.

Esme's face turned to a caring smile.

"Don't be, dear. It is to be expected for a while."

"Yes, no harm done," Carlisle added.

"I know, but all of you seem so perfect at it, and I…" I couldn't continue after Edward scooped me up into his arms.

He carried me up the stairs and took me to his room where he sat me on hi couch. I looked around.

"Why did you bring me…"

"His lips abruptly hit mine, and I didn't question his action. His right hand found it's way up to the back of my neck, while the other pulled me closer to him. My fingers knotted in his silky, reddish-brown hair, and I pulled him with me making him fall onto the couch with me. Edward's lips left mine for a moment giving us a chance to breathe. His hands dropped to my shoulders, hugging me to him as our lips met once more. I laid my head against his chest as we lay propping ourselves up with the arm of the couch. He rested his cheek on top of my head, twirling his fingers around my hair.

"You have no idea how long I have been waiting for you," he whispered.

His words would forever be in my heart where only I could ever find them.

"I'm sorry I kept you waiting," I murmured, realizing the marvelous smell of his scent.

He laughed, "Its okay."

Edward kissed the top of my head. This perfect moment, just me and him, seemed so beautiful, almost poetic in a way, two vicious predators in love for all of eternity. His hand traced along my jaw, down the side of my neck, and to my collarbone where it lightly slid back and forth.

"Would you like me to teach you how to drive?" he asked softly keeping the mood.

I looked up at him.

"Only if I get to choose which car I get to drive."

"Fine, I'll even read the manual to you," he chuckled.

"Sounds like a deal," I said with a grin spread on my face.

Edward bent his head down to mine, until our foreheads touched each others.

"Deal."

He kissed me quickly again on the lips, and I knew somehow I was in heaven.