Disclaimer: We do not own Twilight. I do own this really cool pair of Etnies though, so you should totally be jealous. Right, Hayden, because everyone wants your Etnies…Well I have Lucky brand jeans too…And you know what that means! No one is getting your pants but me, young man, now come to bed. Yes ma'am! ;)

Hey guys! Welcome to your favorite place to be on Friday. Lol..I'm sure. Anyways, I don't quite know what's with us and long chapters lately, but this one's a doosey (we're not sure of the spelling on that). It was a lot of fun to write, although I have to say, I really liked writing the club scene. But believe me, you'll have fun with this, I think. On to Hayden…

I'm glad you all approved of the club scene from last chapter, I sure enjoyed writing what happens afterward. –wink, wink, nudge, nudge.- This one was one of my favorites to write, mainly because of a certain scene involving an orange ball… Don't worry, you'll get it once you read further… BUT NO SKIPPING! Oh, and if you asked, Thunder by Boys Like Girls…GOOD SONG!

AmoreTwilight…I think you should re-read your review from the last chapter. I believe a clear message is delivered in this chapter, more then once… ;)

Movieandbookgirl, a fifth member, eh? Do you have someone in mind? Hmm?

KIM! I sooo did not pick Edward's drink, Ash is the tender of the bar, not this kid. I'm just a lowly dealer of the drugs, lol. I work in a pharmacy…

Kuroxdoragon, holy ass fuck! Pardon my French, but a 5 page review! WOOT! You have more will power then I do, lol, so GO YOU!

Anywho…still no questions for this guy…BOO? Lol, remember, you have the option.

Onto my honey bear…hehehe…don't ask.

To the TGIF Gang! You guys are amazing and we love you! I can't believe I didn't add you before, and you can totally strike me down and take away the nickname of Ich, but Ishtar14 NEEDS to be part of the Gang. Your jacket is in the mail. Don't forget about our road trip ;)

So, because you all seem anxious to read what coming up, I suppose I wont just sit here and babble about the weather and whatnot. Though right now, in my room, it's frickin' hot. I mean I want to turn on the air conditioning, but the windows downstairs are open and the parentals would flip a lid. Last night I was in bed, and it was so hot, I was going to turn it on, but then…Ashel!! Come on. Right, right. ON WITH IT…


EPOV

She was going to be the death of me, and as I felt my arousal growing I had to bite back a moan. Her hand was gently rubbing my thigh as we drove towards her flat. It was closer, and we wouldn't be interrupted.

When I parked, I yanked her out of the car, and pushed her against the passenger side door, mouth pressing against hers.

Her hands slid down underneath the hem of her dress, disappearing from my view. The minx was teasing me, and I loved every second of it. Settling my hands on her hips, I watched her swollen, red lips part when she moaned. Her hips rocked against mine, and I pressed my lips against her neck, sucking softly.

When her hand reappeared, her fingers were glistening with juices. Rubbing the tip of her forefinger against my mouth, she smeared her pre-cum on my lips, and I could feel my Adam's apple bob as I swallowed. My tongue darted out of my lips to wrap around her fingers, sucking the juices from the wet digits.

Tugging her fingers from my lips, I heard the wet pop as my lips smacked. The same three fingers traced down my shirt, skating over my abs, and stopping at my belt loops, "Ready to go inside, Edward?"

Coherent thought was no longer possible as she tugged my belt loops, walking backwards towards her flat. As we got closer to the stairs, I pushed her against the wooden banister, and leaned forward, my mouth connecting with hers. Slanting my lips, I let our tongues duel in her mouth.

When I pulled back, she whimpered at the loss, and I smiled brushing my thumb along her swollen bottom lip, as we continued up her stairs.

As she dug for her keys, I glared down at the ground, my eyes narrowing at the oddly placed vase, groaning out softly, "Oh, Bella. Someone sent you flowers, love."

Keys in hand she leaned down to see who it was from until, I grasped her around her waist, my hands sliding her sides, and over her breasts. When she stood up right, I smirked against the skin of her neck before whispering, "We can look at those later, sexy, right now, I have other plans for you."

Bella shivered as my fingertips skimmed her hardening nipples, the same ones I had been eyeing all night, wanting nothing more then to touch them. Pressing her against the front door, I reached behind her to unlock it, my lips brushing over the soft skin of her neck.

Panting in my ear, I felt her hot breath against my neck as I groaned out. Her hips bucked against mine as she backed me towards the couch. Her small fingers made quick work of her dress, and I swallowed as her breasts became exposed.

Her hips ground against my erection, eliciting a moan from both of us. Bella continued to grind against me, and I would have been inside of her had it not been for our clothing. My shirt soon joined her dress on the ground, and her lips came in contact with my newly exposed skin.

Soft and hard kisses were spread across my torso as my hips bucked against Bella's wanting only her. Small hands skated down my torso, and played with the button of my pants, unsnapping the fabric. As I lifted my hips, Bella slid my pants down, taking my boxer briefs with them.

I was shocked that she had worked to expose me so quickly, but as she skimmed my exposed cock with the tip of her finger, I bucked my hips. Leaning down across my chest, Bella seated herself on my stomach, and I could feel juices leaking from her thong, onto my abs, "Patience, Edward, we have all night."

She was wrong, we didn't have all night, and as my phone began to ring from somewhere on the floor, I gazed up at Bella before grabbing it from the pocket of my jeans, giving her a glance at my naked ass. When I saw the Caller ID, I nearly launched my phone across the room, "Shit, it's Libby. I can't answer the phone like this."

Bella smiled and plucked the phone from my fingers, "You just lay there, I'll find out what she needs, and when she's done talking, I'll find out what you need, big boy."

My mouth dropped open in shock and when I spoke again, I stuttered, "B-Bella, I w-we c-can't…"

Her hand pushed against my mouth, gagging me with her soft skin, "Hey Peanut, what are you doing up so late?"

BPOV

"Bella?" A male voice sounded in the phone, back at me.

"Carlisle?" I asked back, taking the phone away from my ear to check to make sure that it did, in fact, say 'Libby.'

"I think I liked Peanut." He chuckled into the phone, and it was easy to see where Edward got that from. However, at the moment, I was not feeling particularly in a chatty mood.

"Did you need something, Carlisle?" I asked, becoming a little aggravated. I mean honestly, shall we review. I am sitting on a hot, excited, naked man. I have been sexually frustrated for longer than I care to count, and now, here is Dr. Cullen, trying to make small talk.

He cleared his throat before speaking. "Libby is ill. Is Edward there? I should probably be talking to him."

"Of course. Hold on." My tone softened considerably after hearing that Libby was sick. I swung my legs back over Edward and handed him the phone, as he still lay on my couch, naked.

I averted my eyes as he reached for the phone, and turned my body away from him. Suddenly being practically naked while not in 'the moment' was awkward for me.

As Edward talked to Carlisle, I was only vaguely aware of what he was saying, only that the pitch of his musical voice grew higher and came faster. Instead, I busied myself with picking my dress up from the floor and putting it back on my body, fixing the straps, and smoothing down the material.

When I heard the snap of the phone, I made sure my back was still turned to Edward, attempting to give him his privacy. But instead of hearing the rustling of clothing, I heard footsteps walking towards me.

His warm hands set themselves on my shoulders and his head dipped down to my neck, letting his lips move against the skin there and I fought against the shivers than ran down my body.

"Bella?" He asked as he kissed my neck, "What are you doing? Hmm?"

"Trying to give you some privacy," I whispered. "So you can…uh…get decent," I said, clearing my throat.

He kissed up to my ear and then whispered in it ever so softly, "I am decent, love."

I turned to find him dressed and ready to go, although his hair was a bit more messy than usual.

"Oh." Was all that came out of my mouth.

"Is it alright if we go to check on Libby?" He asked, his green eyes anxious.

To be honest I didn't want to go. I knew I would feel like an outsider. A woman looking in on something shared between a little girl and her daddy. It wasn't my place to be there. To check her forehead for a fever or take her temperature. Not yet, at least.

The look Edward was giving me made it impossible to say no. So, without much more being said we left behind my flat, my couch, and that vase of flowers, still by the door.

The drive to Edward's house was quite different than the one to my house. This one was spent in silence, Edward most likely worrying about his daughter, and me just taking some time to think. It felt like I hadn't gotten to do that in a while.

With Edward's fast driving we were there in no time, and we were silent as we both ran into the house and as I stopped to take off my high heels, he sprinted up the stairs two by two.

I just stared after him and sighed.

"Did you have a nice night, dear?" Esme's soft voice came from the archway to the kitchen.

"Yes. I had a lovely time, thank you," I smiled back at her.

She took some steps towards me and put a hand on my shoulder as she followed my gaze at the now empty staircase, "I'm sorry your night was interrupted."

I turned towards her, feeling the heat on my face, "No, it was a nice night. There was no interrupting," I smiled at her.

Perhaps it was a good thing we got that phone call. Did I really want our first time (well my absolute first time), to be in the heat of the moment? A night of grinding and panting? I mean, sure it was hot. Beyond that. It was sexy as hell, but for a first, I think I deserved something more than that. Didn't I?

A smile came to my lips thinking about how it should be. Loving. Soft and gentle, full of passion and love. And suddenly, the night was all the more perfect.

"Thank you, Esme," I smiled at her before hugging her. She held me tightly to her.

Had anyone else been in the room, they wouldn't have understood what had just happened, but the answering smile she gave me, assured me that she knew exactly what I was talking about.

And with that, I ran up the stair, after Edward, to check on his daughter.

EPOV

Tapping twice on the door with my knuckles, I pushed it open and listened as the hinges creaked. I had loosened them when Libby was younger so that I could tell if she was up and about. I was never a heavy sleeper, but I knew it would alert me sooner if my daughter needed something.

Part of it was paranoia, what if I slept too deep and someone kidnapped my daughter. The creaking noise was more to help soothe my fears then for Libby's benefit. My daughter was cradled close to my father's chest, a thermometer dangling from her small, pouting lips. When she saw me in the doorway, her smile brightened, and she waved, knowing that she wasn't allowed to talk while Carlisle took her temperature.

Not wanting to break the silence in the bedroom, I winked at my daughter, and she winked back. Libby had asked me how to wink one day, and I had been more then happy to help her learn.

Flashback

"Daddy? How do you close your eye so fast then open it?"

I had been sitting at the end of the dinner table, and my mother had just scolded Libby for eating with her fingers when she had a fork. The little girl had been pouting so I had winked to cheer her up, however I wasn't anticipating a question.

"What do you mean, Libby Bug?"

As she climbed out of her booster seat and started towards me at the end of the table, I smiled. It was amazing how fast she was growing up, she had just turned three, and I was shocked at how quickly she was learning things.

Crawling into my arms, she reached up and pushed lightly on my right lid, closing it, and then spoke, "Now open, Daddy!"

When I winked, Libby squealed and clapped her hands, "Will you show me?"

Shrugging dramatically, I bounced my daughter on my knees as I stared into her eyes, "I don't know, Libby Bug. Only big girls can wink, are you going to be a big girl and eat with your fork?"

Her head shook so fast that I braced her neck with my hands, not wanting her to injure herself. Lifting her from my lap, I pointed to her seat, "Go prove it to me, and I will show you after dinner, okay?"

Leaning forward, Libby kissed my cheek, "Promise?"

Turning her sideways, I pressed my wet lips to her cheek and blew a raspberry. As my little girl squealed I set her on the floor, and tapped her butt with my foot, "Promise, Baby, now go eat."

After she finished her dinner, I scooped her up and walked into the family room. My parents stood in the doorway, watching, and I could tell they were remembering how my father had taught me to wink, "Alright, you know how your eye itches when you have something in it?"

Bouncing curls responded as Libby shook her head furiously, "Ya Daddy! I gots soap in my eye when I was helping Nana. That hurted real bad, Daddy. Nana used water to clean it. It hurted even worst!"

I tried not to laugh when I heard my parents snickering at Libby's tangent, so I just nodded, "Well, you winked when you tried to get it out."

Her eyes grew wide, "I did!?"

"Yes, you did. Now, pretend like you have something in your eye, and wink at me."

Both of her eyes opened and closed really fast, "Did I do it?"

Smiling, I shook my head, "You closed both eyes. Try and do just one eye. Like when you had soap in just one eye."

Her small fingers came up to hold her right eye open as she winked at me with her left, "I did it, Daddy! Did ya see me!"

Laughing, I grabbed my excited daughter up in my arms, hugging her close, "Yes, good job, Baby. Next time, don't hold your other eye open."

Libby giggled in my ear, "Awww! But Daddy!"

Blowing on her cheek, I held my squirming daughter close to me, "Who wants some ice cream?"

"Oooh! Me! Me! I do!"

Turning, I rolled my eyes at my father as he jumped up and down. Libby threw her arms around my neck, as she giggled at her grandfather's antics. Her small body was shaking with laughter, "Papa! You gots to say pwease!"

End Flashback

"Daddy, I feel yucky." During my daydream, my father had freed Libby's mouth, and he held the thermometer in his hands, shaking it to get rid of the reading.

"Do you, Baby? What can Daddy do to help?"

My daughter held her arms out for me, as Carlisle slid from the bed. As I walked towards my daughter, he whispered the reading in my ear, "101.9"

Licking my lips, I nodded, "Where are you going?"

Clapping my shoulder, Carlisle smiled, "It's just a cold, so I'm thinking I'll go down to the drugstore and get her something to make her less congested. If she's not better tomorrow, I'll prescribe her something."

Once my father left, I heard small talk in the hallway. Climbing into bed next to Libby, I held my daughter close to me, rubbing my warm hands over her cheeks, "Do you need something, Pumpkin? Some juice or something to eat?"

Libby nodded weakly, "I want Mommy. Where is she?"

"I'm right here, Peanut. What can I do for my sick little girl?" My daughter patted the spot next to her on the bed, and I saw her eyes light up as Bella approached, "Do you want me to get in bed with you, Libby?"

"Yes, please." Bella settled onto the comforter, and Libby snuggled close to both of us. My hands slid from her cheeks and I sat quietly, listening to Bella and Libby's soft banter.

When I had gone to school, originally, my goal had been to become a doctor, but my plans changed after my first externship that I had done alongside my father. A small child had been brought in after a parent had abused her, and that had changed what I wanted to do. I wanted to stop these things before they happened.

Whether it was someone who had been shot, or an abused child, I decided that my services would be better used on the police force. My parents had supported me, although I could tell that my father was disappointed that I would not be one of his leading doctors.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, Baby?" Libby was cuddled close to Bella's chest, her small fist grasping at Bella's dress. Smiling at the two, I reached out to rub Libby's back, knowing she was close to sleep.

"Will you and Mommy be here when I wake up?"

Licking my lips, I glanced over at Bella, and as she nodded her answer, I spoke, "Yes, Libby Bug. We'll be here when you wake up, now go to sleep, I know you're tired."

"Will you hum my song?"

Sliding my hand up and down her warm back, I nodded, and began to hum Libby's song. Another passion of mine was music, my mother had taught me to play at a young age, and I knew she was teaching my daughter.

As I caressed her back, I saw her body grow heavy against Bella, and Bella's eyes were on mine as I hummed. Reaching across Libby's body, I brushed hair out of Bella's face. I whispered softly, my humming ceasing, "We'll talk tomorrow, love."

Bella kissed my fingertips, "Promise?"

Smiling to myself, I nodded, leaning over top of Libby to press my lips against Bella's, "I promise."

BPOV

I slowly slipped off to sleep, still in the dress from the night before, and cradling the little girl to my chest. But when I woke the next morning to the chatter of the said little girl and the velvet voice I was beginning to know so well.

"Daddy, isn't she pretty when she sleeps?" I heard the foggy voice say, still not able to clear my brain enough to open my eyes.

"Yes, honey, she's beautiful," the man with the velvet voice answered.

"She looks like an angel," the tiny voice said. At that point, I felt something warm on my cheek. "Mommy, wake up," the little voice said.

As if they were magic words, my eyes fluttered open to find Libby's face close to mine, her hand on my cheek.

"Good morning!" She smiled brightly at me.

I swallowed, moistening my throat to speak for the first time that morning. "Morning, Peanut," I smiled back at her. I looked over to find Edward still in his shirt from last night, along with his dress pants. "Morning, Edward," I greeted.

"Good morning, Love." He smiled and then winked at me.

"You look pretty. I like your dress," Libby giggled then turned towards her father. "Daddy, can I wear a dress to bed?"

"I'll think about it." He responded, I couldn't keep the giggles from escaping. Libby let out three little coughs before her father handed her a Kleenex to cough into, followed by a sneeze.

Libby turned her little red nose towards me. "Mommy, can we do something today? I want girl time." She smiled.

"Girl time?" I laughed. "Honey, that's more of something you do with Aunty Alice.

"But I want to go with you, Mommy!" She pouted, her eyes widening.

"Why don't you take Alice as well?" Edward suggested. "I was planning on having a 'guy day' with Jasper and Emmett anyways. Maybe play some basketball."

"Emmett?" I laughed.

"I like him. Besides he's a big guy and Jasper knows him quite well. Carlisle and Liam are coming too. It will be a big day for us."

"You're playing basketball with five guys?" I asked incredulously. I didn't know a lot about sports, but I knew that uneven teams in basketball weren't a good thing.

"Umm…I guess?" he answered.

"Hey!" I exclaimed, thinking of the perfect person to even out the teams. "Why don't you invite Jacob?" I suggested.

"Jacob Black?" He let out a chuckle, "Probably not."

I felt a little offended. Jacob was a nice guy and it seemed as if Edward wouldn't even give him a chance. "Why not? Look, you know he's a fit guy. He'd be able to keep up with the rest of you. He's active, and he's nice. I really like Jacob; you should give him a chance."

"Bella, no. Not Jacob. End of discussion. I don't like him. He's an arrogant ass," he responded, forgetting his daughter was still in the room.

Libby looked at me with wide eyes and whispered, "Daddy said 'ass'."

I knew I should've corrected her and told her that was a naughty word, but they way she said it was so funny, that instead I fell back down on her little bed, laughing. She looked at me for a second, and then started squealing with giggles, falling down on top of me, her head, resting on my stomach.

"Elizabeth Grace, I don't want to hear you say that word again, am I understood?" Edward scolded his daughter, gently.

"Yes, Daddy," she answered once her giggles sobered up. "But Daddy, why don't you like Jacob?" she smiled at him and I sat up, looking for that answer as well. "You should make new friends," she giggled. "You tell me to give people a chance…"

I looked at Edward with a smile, knowing that he could never deny his daughter. "Yes, Edward, shouldn't you give everyone a chance?" I repeated.

He glared at me, "Fine. I'll ask Jacob to join us," he gave in.

"Good," I said, swinging my legs off the tiny bed and going over to kiss Edward on the cheek. "Then it will be me, Libby, Rose, Alice, and we can't leave Esme all alone. Do you think we should invite Heather?" I asked, remembering Liam's wife.

Edward shook his head. "I don't think she'll be up for that quite yet," he responded. I nodded in response.

"Alright. Is it okay if you take me home so I can get some clothes and shower?" I asked, not sure if he would want to leave Libby again. But then again, he said we would talk, and that would be easier without his daughter there.

"Sure." He turned to his daughter. "Honey, I'm gonna take Bella to her home, so she can get changed. I'll be back soon," he said kissing her forehead.

"We'll be back soon, Libby Bug." I assured her, kissing her bronze curls.

"Bye Daddy," she called out. "Bye Mommy. Don't let him take too long," she said, pointing a finger at me and giving me a stern look.

I saluted her, making her giggle. "Yes ma'am."

Not bothering to put my heels back on, I simply picked them up as Edward and I walked out the front door. He opened the passenger side to his Lamborghini and I slid in easily.

We didn't speak until he had finished backing down the driveway.

"Oh shoot," I said, just thinking of something. Edward immediately took my hand and gave it a squeeze.

"Is there something wrong, love?" he asked, his brows furrowing in concern.

I let out a laugh. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. I was just thinking, I didn't let you shower and get dressed. You can use my shower if you'd like and I could make us breakfast while you do," I suggested, trying to help out a little.

"That would be great. Thank you. I'll just switch clothes once we come back to get Libby. You shouldn't scare me like that," he chuckled.

"Does Edward Cullen actually get scared?" I asked, with a side smile, earning that crooked grin from in return.

"Only when it comes to my girls," he replied, not taking his eye from the road.

It was quiet again until we arrived at my apartment, the vase of flowers still standing in front of my door. As I took out my keys, I had to speak again.

"I'm sorry about last night," I told him. "I really didn't expect things to escalate like that and they shouldn't have."

"It was my fault. I lost control," he tried to say.

"It wasn't anyone's fault. Believe me, I completely enjoyed it. I'm just saying, maybe it was a good thing Carlisle stopped us when he did. I just don't want my first time to be completely mindless and rushed. I mean, I liked it. A lot. Way too much. It was beyond amazing, but I just think…" I started to ramble but was cut off by Edward's soft lips.

Just a quick, sweet kiss. Nothing more than what was necessary to shut me up. But my eyes closed at the feeling and I surrendered to the silence.

He was the one to pull away, and by the time my eyes opened, his were already looking at me. A look quite different than last night, as he lay beneath me. Last night they had been glazed over in lust, a darker green. Now they seemed to sparkle even more than usual with a different emotion.

Love.

"Bella? Would last night have been your first time?" he asked and I wanted to die on the spot. I felt like smacking myself in the head, and probably would have, had he not been right in front of me.

"Oh my god. I can't believe I told you that," I cursed myself out loud. The heat on my face grew in intensity as I saw amusement flash across his face. "Can we please just go in?" I begged.

"Sure," he chuckled, probably sensing my desperation on a change of subject. "Do you want me to bring these in?" he asked, bending down to pick up the forgotten vase. The poor vase. It had been sitting there all night, and had no attention paid to it.

"Sure, that would help a lot. Thanks."

So with the door open, I set my purse on the table by the door and told Edward I would be right out and headed towards my bedroom, laying my shoes down in my closet and grabbing new clothes. I slipped the straps of my dress down, going towards the bathroom connected to my bedroom.

"Well, that went well," I laughed to myself as I stripped off the rest of my dress and stepped into my shower.

EPOV

Jacob Black. I had finally accepted the fact that he would be playing basketball with us when I realized who the vase of flowers was from. Arrogant ass didn't even begin to describe him. Stupid fucker sounded better in my mind. He had even put his phone number on the vase. Maybe I could have some fun with this.

Reading the number off of the card, I dialed it on my cell phone and waited for him to answer. When his deep voice cut through the dial tone, I had to bite back a growl, "Hello?"

Grinding my teeth, I spoke softly, "Hi, is this Jacob?"

The actor chuckled into the phone as I suppressed the urge to throw my handset across the room, "Speaking, may I help you?"

Rolling my eyes, I spoke hurriedly, "This is Edward Cullen, Bella's boyfriend. I was wondering if you would like to play some basketball at William's Court later on today. I won't be offended if you say no, Bella wanted me to ask."

His voice held a tone of anticipation, "Did she get my flowers?"

Pushing the voice in the corner of the kitchen, I spoke wanting to crush any hope that he may have, "No, I didn't see any after we got back from my house last night. Is that a no, on the basketball?"

Jacob chuckled, "Nope, that's a yes. If Bella wants me to get to know her friends then I'm all for it. What time should we meet?"

After slamming my fist on the counter, I tried to keep my tone even when I spoke again, "1:00. Don't be late."

Shutting my phone, I walked in the direction of Bella's bathroom. I noticed the discarded clothes on the floor, and smiled to myself. The last time I had seen her naked, it had turned out well. Hopefully she would appreciate this surprise.

Slowly unbuttoning my shirt, I pushed open her bathroom door, and I smiled when I saw the outline of her naked form. She had looked so beautiful the last time I had caught her in the shower, water glistening down her breasts, over her flat stomach and thighs, before dripping to the floor.

Sliding the shirt from my shoulders, I let it drop to the ground as I unbuttoned my pants. Pushing the material onto the tile, along with my boxers, I pulled back the shower curtain. Bella's body was soaked and she was facing away from me, lathering her front.

I gently placed my arms around her waist, pressing my naked body against hers, my lips moving close to her ear. She gasped when she felt my cooler hands against her heated body, but settled back against me. My tongue darted out to lick a water droplet that had settled behind her ear, and I reached around to grab the cloth from her fingers.

"Let me finish that for you, love." Wrapping my fingers around the cloth, I tugged it from her loose grip. Dropping it to the shower floor, I backed away from Bella to pick up the vanilla shower gel. Squirting the cold liquid into my hands, I watched as Bella turned around to face me.

Her nipples were hard from obvious arousal, and I inhaled, hoping to catch a whiff of her delicious juices. As I lathered the soap in my hands, I began to clean her wet body with the suds that decorated my hands. I felt her moan as I backed her against the wall, my hand sliding down her body.

When she had confessed that she had been a virgin, it made me wonder just how far she had gone. Had I been the only one to have ever seen her nude body, as the water droplets glistened on her skin?

My palm settled low on her torso, above the apex of her thighs. Her body was so smooth, and as I traced the soft skin, I felt my own arousal growing. Bella's eyes grew wide as she looked down at my body responding to her nudity, and when she spoke, only one word escaped her lips, "Wow."

When I chuckled, my voice came out more husky then usual, and I allowed my soft voice to float through the shower. The scent of her arousal was not washed away with the water, and as I moved my hand down to cup her sex, I felt the juices pooling in my hand, "Is there something I can do for you, love?"

Bella's hips bucked, as she moved forward to lean against me. Gently parting her folds, I played with her swollen clit, rubbing the bud, hoping to receive the reaction I had before, and I wasn't disappointed, "Oh God, Edward, please."

Moving my lips to the shell of her ear, I whispered against her heated skin, "Please what, love? What do you need? Hmm?"

Her head tipped back exposing her neck to me, and I couldn't help but move my lips to the wet skin. While my tongue lapped at the water droplets, I inserted a finger into her, and I felt her hiss into the empty bathroom, "Fuck, Edward."

Hips bucking, Bella moaned out when I began to press harder on her clit, wanting to feel her warm body convulse around my finger. As I added a second, she cried out, her orgasm going through her heated body. Her hips bucked and I crashed my lips onto hers, my tongue seeking out its mate.

When we parted, our lips made a slick sound, and I withdrew my fingers from her body, licking at the juices that coated my fingers, "Was that your first time, love?"

Bella's cheeks were tinged a bright pink, so I pulled her closer to me, "No need to be embarrassed, Bella, everyone has a first time at some point. It's quite exhilarating that I get to be your first. I only wish I could have been mine."

The rest of the shower consisted of bodies being cleansed and soft kisses. Neither of us willing to go any further then the boundaries that had already been tested, I wouldn't push her. She needed to be ready, and I would wait for her.

Once we were both dressed, breakfast was a quiet affair. Both of us sneaking glances at each other, although neither of us was willing to break the gentle silence that filled the small flat.

As Bella eyed the vase, she spoke, breaking the companionable silence, "Who are the flowers from, Edward?"

I couldn't lie to her, although I so badly wanted to, "Jacob. He left his number on the card, but I must have misplaced it. I called him to invite him to "guy time" today."

Suddenly, Bella was in my lap, and her lips were pressed against mine. Her warm tongue traced the contours of my mouth, and I couldn't help but moan when her hips began to rock against mine. She smiled into the kiss, and I panted into her mouth, my sensitive body responding, "Bella, love, you need to…"

My eyes rolled back in my head as she began to gently suck on my neck, her lips darting out to taste me, "Please, Bella."

Her fingers played with the hairs on the back of my neck as I approached my orgasm. The gentle tugging causing slight pain, but the pain added to the sensation that was running through my overheated body.

Arousal reaching its peak, I felt myself twitch, as I emptied into my underwear, my brain hazy as I rested my head on her shoulder. Small hands stroked my back and as she giggled in my ear, she spoke softly, "How was that for my first time, Mr. Cullen."

Panting against her shoulder, I smirked, kissing her bare arm. She had chosen a sexy blue sleeveless top, and a skirt for her day out with the girls, and I shook my head against her arm, "Delicious, Bella Swan, de-fucking-licious."


Lacing my shoes, I glanced around the basketball court. Liam was shooting around, and Emmett was standing on the sideline talking quietly with Jasper and my father. I was slightly worried about the girls since all of us were here, but Jasper had told me not to worry about it. Apparently, Alice was loaded down with pepper spray, and Rosalie could handle herself better then anyone thought.

A loud car horn made me turn in the direction of the fence, and I rolled my eyes when I saw him walking towards us. Jacob Black. I would be civil for Bella's benefit, but anything more then that would be just plain wrong.

Mussing up my hair, I left my t-shirt on the bench, hoping that maybe my stature would intimidate the idiot actor. Liam nudged me, his elbow poking me in the side, "Is that your boyfriend, Edward."

Glaring at my best friend, I shoved him in the direction of the rest of the guys, "Has Brennor's screaming somehow affected your brain, asshole? Or are you just like this around boys you have man-crushes on?"

Liam shoved me back, "I don't have a man-crush on him. He is a good actor."

"Sure, Liam, whatever you say. Just promise me you won't go Brokeback in the middle of the game. Keep it in your pants."

"Hey guys!" Jacob's voice cut through our small fight, and I turned to smirk at him.

"Hello, Jacob."

As everyone else crowded around, I spoke loudly. They were ready to play now that Mr. Pompous Ass had decided to grace us with his presence, "Okay, Jacob and I are picking teams. Li, you're with me."

Jacob pointed at Emmett, "I got you, what's your name, please?"

I chuckled as Emmett raised an eyebrow at Jacob, "Emmett, and yours?"

Extending his hand, Jacob responded and I was surprised to hear no arrogance in his voice, unlike when he spoke to me, "Jacob. Nice to meet you, Emmett, you're quite large."

Jasper snickered in my ear, as I chose him for my team, "That's what she said."

The game had begun to get a little physical as the score was tied, and of course, I was guarding Jacob. It was no holds bar; call your own fouls, although there was an unspoken agreement to not injure my father.

As I pushed my fist into the small of Jacob's back, I murmured into his ear, "If you ever send my girlfriend flowers ever again, I swear to God I will kick your pompous ass."

Jacob snickered, his elbows jabbing backwards as he tried to keep me away from him, "She's not your girlfriend. It's quite obvious that she likes me, not you. You're too much of a cock for her to even think of finding you attractive."

"Guess whose cock she touched this morning, you stupid fucker."

"Guess whose cock your mom touched this morning, Cullen." That was the last straw, and my fist connected with his jaw. Jacob was stronger then I had thought, and when his fist smashed into my eye, I realized that maybe he wasn't as big of a bitch as I had thought.

After I tackled him to the ground we began to trade punches, until my father, Liam, and Jasper grabbed my around the waist, and pulled me off, "Enough Edward Anthony!"

I had never heard my father so angry, and as the blood flowed down my face, I could see the disappointed stare he was giving me. The last time I had gotten that look, I had ended up over his knee after shooting someone with my BB gun.

When I went to yank my arm out of his angry grasp, he shoved me towards my car, "Drive back to your house, and if you are not there when we arrive, so help me God, Edward."

I narrowed my eyes, "I'm nearly twenty-seven, and you can't treat me like a child anymore."

His tone was purely ice when he spoke again, his face inches from mine, "Go home, Edward. I'm not kidding you. Do you understand me? If you are not there, I will speak to Jasper about removing you from Bella's detail. If you cannot control your temper around her co-workers then I suggest you find another job. Am I clear?"

I knew that he would be able to convince my best friend that someone else was best to protect Bella if I didn't follow his orders. My head dropped, and I felt the blood spill down onto my face.

Liam wrapped his arm around my shoulders, "Come on, Edward. You're not driving, I'll take you back. It looks like you may need a stitch or two, buddy."

A sick feeling flooded my stomach. What would Bella think when she saw that I had been involved in a fist fight with someone she had wanted me to be friends with. Liam handed me my t-shirt, and I pressed it against my head. I was fucked.

BPOV

I walked through the mall with a silly grin on my face, holding Libby's hand as she tagged along with the big girls. She seemed rather proud that she was shopping with not one, but four bigger girls. Her grin almost matched mine, and by the way her eyes lit up at the stores, I wondered how long it's been since she had gone to a mall.

"Bella Swan, will you wipe that ridiculous smile off your face," Rosalie laughed as she stole a glance over at me. Libby smiled up at her. She seemed to really like Rose, probably due to her outstanding beauty.

"Sorry, can't," I said, not caring that I looked ridiculous, I just continued to walk.

"Mommy is….AHCHU!!" Libby sneezed and I stopped to bend down to her.

"Here, Peanut," I said, taking a tissue out of my purse and handing it to her. She blew into the white Kleenex and then put it in her tiny pocket, before smiling up at me.

"Thanks. I feel better," she smiled.

I laughed, "That's good, honey."

We had been in and out of stores, laughing and having a great time. I noticed more than once, Esme looking over to my grip on Libby's hand. I wonder if she was making sure I wouldn't let go of her.

I got Libby some new clothes, which were actually picked out by Alice, but we didn't tell her that, and then stopped at a make up store for Alice to stock up on her supply. Libby was sitting on one of the high chairs as we waited for Alice and Rose, when a man working there came up to us.

"Well hey," he said, coming at us with his black smock on. "Does the little princess want some make up?" he asked Libby.

"Oh, I don't know if her father…" I started to object, but then the man looked at me.

"You don't have to buy it. Just a little fun for the darling for the day. Hi, I'm Brett and I will make this little angel gorgeous today."

Libby giggled at Brett and then turned to me. "Please, Mommy? I want to be like Aunty Alice and Rose," she smiled.

I gave in, and watched to make sure Brett didn't make her look like a baby prostitute. I was sure Edward would kill me if that happened. But Brett did a good job. Just some light things. He would put the smallest amount of blush on her cheeks, then rub an empty brush over her lids, to make her think there was something there. A little mascara and then clear lip gloss. That was it.

"All done, darling," Brett said as he looked at Libby and handed her a mirror.

"Oh, Mommy, I look pretty, just like you!" she said, and I kissed the top of her curls.

"You are beautiful, honey."

"Keep coming to me, and you'll be the next Rosalie Hale," Brett proclaimed, looking proudly at Libby.

"Excuse me; do you have this in Rebel Red?" Rose asked Brett, holding up a lipstick tube.

"I'm not sure, let me….OH MY GOD!! You're Rosalie Hale!" He shouted back at her, making me and Libby laugh and Rose to look at him with wide eyes. "Can I just, can I kiss your hand?" he asked.

"Ummm, sure?" Rose said, and I was surprised she was able to keep her sarcastic comments to herself, but that might just be for Libby's benefit.

With Rose's hand kissed and Alice full of bags, we exited the store and went to the food court. While eating at a table, a few fans came up to ask for pictures with me and Rosalie, which I obliged to, after making sure Esme kept a careful eye on Libby. There was no way I would let another park incident happen.

As I nibbled at my Jr. Whopper with cheese, my cell phone started to ring out.

"Once upon of time we were falling in love,

Now we're only falling apart,

Nothing I can say, a total eclipse of the heart.

Once upon a time there was light in my life,

Now there's only love in the dark,

Nothing I can do, a total eclipse of the heart."

"Hello?" I answered, my heart beat picking up a little when the caller ID read 'Edward.'

"Bella? It's Carlisle," Edward's father answered.

"Carlisle, you've got to stop using other people's phones," I laughed.

"You might want to come home. And when you enter, please tell Esme to keep Libby downstairs with her," he said. His tone sounded frustrated and a little angry.

"Carlisle, what's wrong?" I asked, turning my back towards the girls so they couldn't hear.

"Edward and Jacob got in a fight."


Ruh-row… That was TOTALLY Scooby-Doo. Let me know if Carlisle's anger was too much, I asked B, and I know she wouldn't lie to me, but I want another opinion. Anywho, hope you liked the half lemony goodness. No full blown out sex, but some fun ;)

I seriously sent Ash a message when I saw she added Brett. I believe it said…

Hayden says:

you added Brett?! lol

Ashel says:

Lol

Ashel says:

Ummm

Anyway…

See you soon,

Hayden

So what did y'all think? I bet you didn't expect that. Okay, maybe you did, because Libby always interrupts, but still. Was it good? Did you like? Well until next Friday, you guys are awesome and totally spoil us, which we love. Lol.

Much love and even more writing,

ashel-13