Hey everybody :) Hope everyone had a good week! For those who followed TWBD from the first time I posted it in 2011, this will be the last chapter from that time. After this, everything is brand new for everyone! Do bare with me, I'm having a love/hate relationship with the final chapters at the moment :S

Disclaimer: Stephenie's creation, my artistic licence ;)

Jacob was definitely not pleased with the plan to travel to Portland with Edward on Friday. Of course, he didn't want to argue since that would make him look unreasonable, plus there was nothing that he could do from the reservation to stop it. I assured him that I would be fine with Edward so there was no need for too much concern.

The truth? I was terrified of what might happen on this trip between Edward and I. One afternoon alone with him was bad enough, but a whole weekend was something I wasn't sure I could stand. I loved Jacob and I wasn't someone to take feelings likely, but Edward was bringing a lot of confusion that I didn't really like.

Nevertheless, Edward picked me up from my apartment on Friday afternoon. Rosalie managed to pull a few strings and get a garage in Seattle to set him up with a Land Rover while he was in Washington. It wasn't as nice as his shiny silver Volvo that he usually drove in, but he said that he felt a lot safer driving this than my battered old truck. Show off.

Edward was determined to stop as little as possible, but I convinced him to stop halfway at a diner since I was starving and wanted to freshen up.

'Let's play twenty questions,' Edward suggested as we tucked into some gorgeous steak and fries.

'Fine, but I go first,' I replied.

'Cool, shoot.'

'Do you really spend all your time in the office, or are Emmett and Rosalie exaggerating too much?' I asked, smirking.

Edward laughed heartily. 'Why do you ask? Do I come across as the party animal type to you?'

'Nope, no asking questions! You've got to answer first.'

'Okay then,' Edward conceded. 'It's not as bad as they make it but yes, I don't really tend to go out much. Now, I ask you again; do I look like the party animal type to you?'

'Not really, but you're charismatic,' I answered. 'It would make more sense for you to be that kind of guy.'

Edward pondered my answer for a moment. 'Hmm, interesting. Okay, my turn.'

Oh Lord, let it not be anything too difficult...

'How did you know that Jacob was 'the one'?' he asked, using air quotes. Okay, that wasn't too bad.

'It was just the way he made me feel...like I was the only thing that mattered. With him, I just feel content,' I shrugged.

'I guess that's nice, if you like that sort of thing.'

I laughed incredulously. 'What do you mean?'

'It's true that love should make you feel happy and content,' Edward began, unconsciously taking his hands in mine, 'but it should also make you excited, keep you on your toes if you will. I want to still get that heart racing, sweaty palmed, fast breathing feeling when I see her. What I'm trying to say is...I don't want to just feel comfortable by love...I wanna feel exhilarated by it.'

Edward had me mesmerized by his words, his eyes smouldering into mine. Our faces had leaned towards each other, so close that I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Just a little further, and his lips could be on mine...

'Your turn,' he smirked. He knew exactly what he was doing.

'I don't want to play any more,' I said grumpily, leaning back again and shifting in my seat.

'Awww, don't be a spoil sport! We were having fun weren't we?' Edward teased.

'Whatever, let's get going before it gets too late.'

We didn't make any more stops before reaching the hotel where Edward and I would be staying. Since I originally planned to go with Jacob though, there was still a slight problem that needed to be ironed out.

'Excuse me?'

'Hello there, how may I help?' the hotel clerk asked.

'Well we have a double room booked under the name Jacob Black. I was supposed to stay here with my fiancé but he had an emergency to attend to. Would it be possible to switch to two single rooms instead?

'Let me just check the system for you...'

'Thanks'. I glanced back at Edward who was sitting in the lobby, with no clue as to what I was trying to arrange. After his little stunt at the diner, there was no way I would be spending my stay here in the same room with him. I didn't trust myself, and I certainly did not trust him.

'I'm afraid we have no room available at the moment, miss. It seems we're fully booked for the night,' the hotel clerk informed.

Please let this not be happening, I thought to myself. From my peripheral vision, I could see Edward had now joined me at the front desk.

'There's nothing at all?' I begged in desperation.

'I'm afraid not, miss. The double suite is all we have to offer you at this time.'

'That's fine, we'll take it,' Edward replied.

I turned to him, horror clearly written on my face. 'What? I'm not sharing a room with you!'

'Oh come on Bella, we used to have sleepovers as kids all the time.'

'Er, no we did not!'

Edward patted my shoulder smugly. 'Well, there's a first time for everything. I'll go get the bags.'

Oh, you better pray that you're still alive by tomorrow morning, Cullen...

The double suite was actually pretty decent. It wasn't a large room, but it was spacious enough for the price and had a nice en suite bathroom. There was a small TV for pay-per-view and a mini bookshelf containing some classic literature. I smiled at the thought of getting to read Wuthering Heights before bedtime. Unfortunately, all good feelings were lost once Edward walked into our suite with our bags, and I was reminded that I would have to spend the night with this man alone.

I know what you're thinking – how is this any different to when he was staying in my apartment? Come on ladies, you know it isn't the same when you're sharing each other's space. Eventually, we were going to have to discuss sleeping arrangements as well...

'How about we just order some room service for dinner instead of going out? What do you say?' Edward asked.

I offered him a scowl instead. 'I'm not hungry.'

Edward ignored my foul mood and opted to take me into his arms. 'Bella, cheer up. It can't be that bad staying here with me can it?'

I pushed him away, flushed from anger at both him and myself for enjoying how it felt to be in his embrace. 'I'm going out for dinner, and no, I don't need company!' I grabbed my purse and headed out, not bothering to look to Edward as I slammed the door behind me.

I managed to go as far as the MacDonald's across the street, sullenly eating my Big Mac and fries. Looking back on how I behaved earlier, I realised how stupid I must have looked in front of Edward. If he was ever reminded of how I used to be as a teenager, it was then. I didn't mean to act like a little child, but I felt so vulnerable around him. I knew he was aware of exactly how he was making me feel, yet he acted as though it was nothing, like he was unaffected.

Edward was treating me like the girl he knew seven years ago, but I wasn't that girl any more. I had grown up and gained confidence, and I refused to let him think he knew all there was to know about Bella Swan.

I walked back into the hotel room determined and ready.

'Here,' I said to Edward, passing him a MacDonald's bag. 'I got you a Big Tasty meal. I hope that's okay.'

Edward took it reluctantly, reminding me of my behaviour earlier. 'Thank you.'

'I think I'm gonna have an early night,' I announced. 'Do you want to use the bathroom first, or should I?'

Edward regarded me for a moment before answering. 'You can go ahead,' he said softly.

I gathered my stuff and went to the bathroom to change. On the inside, I was a quivering mess, but I wasn't going to let Edward know that. This time, I would have the upper hand. I changed into a vest top and sweatpants, brushed my teeth and washed my face before exiting the bathroom for Edward's turn. After a few minutes, the door opened to reveal Edward in a thermal top and plaid pyjama pants.

We both sat on the bed in silence, ignoring the elephant in the room until it was too much to take...

'So I'll sleep on the floor, while you take the bed,' Edward offered.

'No, it's okay, I can take the floor,' I declined shyly.

Edward smiled at me sheepishly. 'We're not really going to come to an agreement on this, are we?'

I chuckled softly. 'No, I guess not. What do we do then?'

'Well, we can always...share the bed?'

I blushed from all the possibilities that one sentence presented. Don't show him how you feel...

'Well, fine then.' I quickly got up and slid underneath the covers, my back facing Edward. I waited a few moments before I felt Edward's weight on the other side of the mattress.

'I know this is a big deal for you, Bella. You don't have to pretend.'

I slowly turned to face Edward's worried eyes. 'What?'

Edward sighed. 'Bella, it doesn't take a genius to figure out that you're a virgin. Not many women your age have their fiancé sleep in the guest room of their apartment unless they're waiting until marriage.'

I turned away from Edward's gaze. It wasn't that I was ashamed to be a virgin; it was my decision to wait until Jacob and I were married to sleep together, and we both had no issues with it. But the subject just seemed so intimate to discuss with Edward.

Edward tilted my chin with his finger to make me look back at him. 'Bella, I'm not making fun of you. I respect your decision to wait for Jacob. I just want you to know that I won't try anything, okay?' He said the last part with a small smile, which made me giggle.

'You better not. My dad's a cop you know,' I threatened.

'Are you nervous about tomorrow?' he asked.

'Extremely.' This wasn't going to be a job interview, or even meeting my boyfriend's parents for the first time. I was meeting my own father for the first time. Would he like me? Would I like him? Did I just look like him, or would I remind him of my mother? There were too many questions that wouldn't be answered until we were face to face.

I didn't even realise I was crying until Edward held me to his chest. 'It's alright Bella; you don't have to be scared. I know your father will love you when he meets you.'

'How do you know that?' I sniffed.

Edward held me tighter. 'Because I...'

Love you?

'I know he will. Everyone loves you, Bella. What's not to love?'

It took a moment for my heart to restart. Of course I was overreacting; Edward couldn't love me – he doesn't even know me that well any more. I pushed all thoughts out my head until I was able to fall into a relaxed slumber – in the comfort of Edward's arms.