Carlisle and I lay still like that for almost two hours; Thank god it was the early afternoon so Charlie was long gone. After shifting a few times I now was pressed against his side but still felt as sexy like I did when laying on his bare chest looking directly into his astonishing golden eyes. Carlisle made no attempt to say anything he just played with my loose hair across my naked back with his fingers; I don't think make up sex could even feel better than this—but what would I know of that? Edward never let us

that far.

"Isabella?" Carlisle whispered peacefully.

I looked up to his face colliding immediately with his dazzling features.

"Would you like to have a bath?" He asked.

I nodded not wanting to ruin the trance I was in.

Lifting me as if I weighed nothing Carlisle moved us both off of the bed and into the bathroom; with one hand he turned the warm to hot with bubbles and lit a few candles around the tub before I could notice. I slipped out of his arms onto my feet and began to pull off my pajama pants to reveal my underwear. Carlisle lit all the candles he thought would help me relax then began to retreat out of the door for me to have privacy and enjoy my bath—I didn't want him to leave though. I grabbed his hand before he reached the end of the counter and walked to meet him without letting his hand go.

"Stay—I want you to." I said kissing his lips softly before moving out of his reach to slip off my underwear and dip into the tub.

Carlisle drifted to the door and shut it with a soft click before walking over to the tub—sitting on the side facing me I watched his face go from professional to passionate. I smiled and ran my hand up my arm to wash but before I could think about it I noticed Carlisle behind me now; He had a washcloth in his hand and he was washing my shoulders for me along with the back of my neck. Steam covered the bathroom mirror as I relaxed my head on the railing of the bathtub—this man is pampering me.

"Did Alice or anyone ever want a bath like this or did you guys just never walk into the bathroom?" Curiosity filled my mind as the amazing vampire added more hot water to the filled tub.

"I know that Esme used our rather large bathtub a few times only lit by the window light but as for the rest of my family I tried not to wonder." Carlisle answered with a laugh.

"Were you ever with her?" I had to know.

"You mean, was I ever with her in the bathroom washing her body like I am right now with you? No, I never was." Carlisle knew I really wanted to know the truth.

He tilted my head back and kissed me passionately before excusing himself to go get me a freshly warm towel—I had to smile at that. While all the bubbles were gone and I was alone I thought about why Carlisle never joined Esme like he was with me…surely he loved her since they were together for that long but as many things in my head it was none of my business.

Letting my head relax again Carlisle appeared in the doorway with a warm towel—to my guess—seconds later with a smile on his face. Wrapping my fingers around the edges of the tub for support I stood in the water for him to place the towel around my chest.

"Are you alright, My Isabella?" He asked as I faced him to step out of the luke warm bathtub.

Should I tell him?

"Yeah, I'm just light headed from the steam in here." I lied with a small feel of guilt.

Cradled in Carlisle's arms he carried me inhumanly from the bathroom to the bed so I could dry off and change. I sat on the bedspread drying my hair with the towel that was once around my body while he searched through my closet and dresser for something that I could wear for the day; I ended up with a simple pair of dark blue jeans and a white shirt.

I changed into my underwear while Carlisle sat against the headboard clearly watching me; my hair fell into my face as I fumbled with my shirt to pull over my head. I felt beautiful as I stood half naked in front of a man that cared about me more than I could comprehend. Strangely, I hesitated with the cloth in my hands.

"My sweet Isabella, I had no idea you would be outstandingly beautiful with or without clothes." He said before I dropped the shirt back on the bed before walking towards his side.

I swiped my hand lightly through his blonde hair as Carlisle pulled me into his cold embrace; I rested my head into the bend of his neck sighing deeply from not feeling this nice in a long while. He skimmed his hand through the damp waves in my hair completely content to have me this close to him but I couldn't remember the last time he hunted—probably a thing I need to keep track of.

I tilted my head up to Carlisle's face and noticed his eyes being a dark golden color his control would only last one more day at most.

"Carlisle, why haven't you hunted lately?" I asked.

"Bella, if it hurt me to see you burn yourself when I am not around why would I want to leave you if it was only for an hour? Of course I would be at my strongest control and health but the thought makes myself not even imagine a simple hunt." He explained.

"Go, hunt before coming back Carlisle. You need to hunt, I'll be fine." I said pushing him toward the window.