I still don't own Twilight. It all belongs to Stephenie.

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"I'm capable of carrying my own stuff, Jimmy!" I hiss, tugging at my backpack that is on his shoulder.

"Fine." He allows me to take it as we make our way through the SeaTac.

"So where do I drive you?"

"You can have my hotel room. I'm going home."

"Bella! How does it feel to be back home?" I turn instinctively upon hearing my name. That young reporter girl doesn't seem one to harass me so I answer her in a few words as we keep walking. She's really nice even thanking me and wishing me a Merry Christmas.

The second we reach the main area of the airport, we're accosted by flashes.

"I wish we could teleport from the plane to the car," I mutter.

"I'll let you know when I become a wizard," Jimmy jokes, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and squeezing his way through the sea of people.

We're close to the doors—only a few feet away from escaping the madness—when I see a familiar face.

Ripping myself from Jimmy's side and saying "Fuck it!" to the hysteria I'll create. I run into Edward's arms.

He catches me midway and hugs me tightly, burrowing his face into my hair.

"Bella!"

"Edward!" I sob.

He takes my face between his hands. "I love you, Bella. Please, don't leave me again."

He's not real.

Saying that…here.

But...

"I love you, too, Edward," I whisper, pressing my lips to his.

"I hate to interrupt, but we need to get a move!" Jimmy.

He's going to die, a creepy voice says in my head.

Soon. I promise myself.

Taking Edward's hand, I let Jimmy lead the way out of the airport.

With the stream of photographers behind us. I feel sorry for ruining Alice's break.

"Plans for tonight?" I ask, leaning into his side.

"Besides escaping them?" Edward jabs a finger over his shoulder. I nod, laughing. "Cuddling with my girlfriend."

"The girlfriend agrees."

"The bodyguard says you better get your asses in the car. Pronto!" Jimmy is holding the door of the SUV open.

"Aye!" I salute him and dive inside. Edward is right behind me.

Once the door is closed, I snuggle in his arms, going back to the kissing Jimmy has interrupted.

"Your house, B?" Jimmy asks when he gets in the car.

"Mine," Edward tells him.

I nod in agreement. "I'll visit my parents tomorrow. It's late anyway."

It is—close to nine at night.

"Jazz is already at the hotel with Alice. Why didn't you come with her earlier?"

"She had some things to do here before my arrival. Besides I literally just finished recording the song with Benjamin…like five hours ago. They want to release it for Christmas." I shrug.

"Oh, that means you're tired," Edward says sadly.

"Not that tired." I wink.

"No, no. You need to sleep. We'll have time for each other…"

"I really want to stay. Do you believe me? I hate talking on the phone or via Skype. I want to be close like this all the time." I hug him tightly, sighing.

"Me too, Bella."

~*~ ONE OF THE BOYS ~*~

The moment we're on I-5 S, Edward puts down the top of the convertible car, turning the music up.

I still can't believe he took his father's prized car.

"What did you have to do for Carlisle to allow you to drive the Jaguar?"

"Get straight A's next year—all through senior year and not skip a day."

"Sounds easy."

Edward glances at me, licking his lips. "It's totally worth it to see you looking so sexy."

I try not to let it show how his words affect me. But the thing is I feel sexy.

My hair flying in the wind, the sun beating on my face, having my boyfriend next to me.

It can't get better than this.

"You know, I'm surprised our parents allowed this trip. I know they're open and everything, but we're still minors and…well, together."

"We never gave them a reason to doubt us, Bella."

The concert we're headed to is in San Francisco. It takes us two days to get there, but the ride is filled with fun times and lots of singing along with the radio.

By the time we check in the hotel in San Francisco, our quarrel from his house is long forgotten. Also, the problem making me extra sensitive is gone as well.

"So you wanna do some sightseeing?" I ask, coming out of the bathroom after a much needed shower, wearingone of my summer dresses.

Edward's on the bed—the only bed, just to make it clear—arm over his eyes.

I pull at his leg. "Don't be lazy!"

"I'm tired, Bella. I drove for six hours today. Cut me some slack. We can do sightseeing tomorrow. Or the day after."

"Not even if I bribe you?" I moan.

He raises his head to look at me amused, right in time to catch me rearranging my still developing boobs. Considering he's watching, I pushed the together throwing him a slow smile.

"Jesus!" His head falls back. "Nah, I'm too tired even for that."

"You can't be serious!" I shout.

"How about a compromise?"

"Big words there, Eddie."

"We watch TV now—whatever you want, then tomorrow we do some sightseeing before the concert."

That's it?

No hanky panky?

Pouting, I climb on the bed and snuggle into his side. He takes the remote control from the nightstand, but I steal it reminding him of his promise to allow me to choose. I keep clicking away, and even though something catches my eye I go further when he seems interested…until I find a chick flick. It's not that interesting, but oh well.

Edward gives me a look before turning his head away and pressing his face between my boobs.

I can't say either of us watched the movie.

In the morning I wake in a wonderful way—small kisses on back. At some point before we went to bed, I took my dress off leaving me in only my panties. I was too tired to be embarrassed but now awake in daylight...I'm not sure it was a good idea.

"Don't hide now," he complains when I coil under the blanket.

"B-but I'm kinda naked."

"So?"

"It's not okay?"

"I plan on seeing you naked a lot on this trip."

"A lot?"

"Yep." Edward rolls me around pressing his lips to mine. "How about a little morning snack then sightseeing?"

"What kind of snack?" I ask suspiciously when his head disappears under the blanket. "Edward!" I squeak when he starts sucking at my nipples and one hand goes between my legs.

"Mhmm. Tasty snack," he murmurs.

After that failed first time, all we've done is some heavy petting and sneaked kisses here and there. As much as we tried not to show this development in your friendship to Jasper, it happened—he saw us holding hands, or figured why we said we'd meet there wherever we were headed…but with a delay.

This is different.

We're alone, and he's going to uncharted territory.

I've been expecting something like this, not like he was subtle or anything by throwing the box of condoms in the bag, but I'm not really ready now.

"Edward," I whisper, pushing against his shoulder until his head appears from under the blanket. "Uh…what are you doing?"

"Having a Bella snack." He makes to duck back under the blanket, but I don't allow him.

"Wait! I need to know what you want to do. I'm not… You're not going to…"

"Relax, girlfriend. We're just going to relieve some of the tension." This time he disappears under the blanket before I can stop him.

Eventually, I relax under his skilled fingers and tongue, and even wrap a tentative hand around his hard shaft. I'm not exactly sure what to do and I feel silly rubbing him up and down, but his breath stutters against my neck where he's currently sucking. Encouraged by his little sounds and the buck of his hips, I keep tugging at his dick. His fingers pump furiously into me making my thighs quiver before all my muscles tense and I'm overcome by the most delicious feeling in the world—a warmth envelopes me making all my skin tingle. I go slack making him whimper.

Oops. I guess I'm a cockblocker, but fuckmy life if I can continue rubbing him. I don't even feel my limbs.

Edward takes matters in his own hands, grunting until I feel something warm and sticky on my leg.

"Shit. I'm sorry," he gasps, falling next to me.

"That was…wow… wonderful," I murmur, rolling around to touch his face.

"Just wait until the real thing." He winks, pecking my lips.

~*~ ONE OF THE BOYS ~*~

"…and in the middle of the bridge my voice is gone!" I exclaim, now laughing my ass off. "But I was so freaked."

"Did you eat something cold?" Edward asks, unbuttoning his flannel shirt.

"Eat, drink…stayed out with Ben who's a smoker. It was okay when we started recording," I insist. "All of a sudden, I get this choke-up thing."

"So you took a break or something?"

I give him an amused look, continuing to undress. It's funny how we're talking about my duet with Benjamin while getting undressed obviously headed to the much needed reunion.

"I drank a hot cappuccino and didn't talk for about two hours, then I was as good as new. The next day…well, that's another story."

"No voice at all," Edward concluded.

I'm so happy to have someone who understands me. He's a singer too, though not professional. He gets me. Unlike Alice who nearly killed me when she heard we had to cancel a concert.

"Anyway, after a long break, I was able to go back and finish recording the song."

"Oh! That means you just got better," he says concerned, coming closer and brushing my cheek with the back of his fingers.

"Kinda. I'll be as good as new by the time I have my next concert—in five days." I narrow my eyes at him. "Which reminds me!" I jab my finger into his chest.

Edward gives me a huge smile, crashing me to his chest. "It will only be a few songs. Please. For me?"

"You're using the girlfriend for your pub's popularity!"

He mock gasps. "Never! Your face is so not on every available wall surrounding the pub or inside. Nope."

"Oh my God! You're so bad, Cullen!"

"Come on, I promise to do whatever you want. I know!" He winks at me. "We can sing one together. The owner and the most sought rockstar!"

I scowl at him.

"For the sake of the good ol' days."

"Hmm. If we get Jazz on the stage, too. Light in the Dark."

"You got it!" He nods, looking so exuberant, like a small child. "I promise not to make you shout…too much."

Suddenly, I'm hoisted in his arms and thrown on the bed where I bounce, giggling. He covers my body with his, peppering kisses all over me. I drag my blunt nails over his shoulders and back until I reach his tattoo. He mirrors my posture, his fingers tracing the same tattoo on my back.

When our eyes meet, I find my feelings reflected in his—memories, fun times, lust, love, firsts.

"I love you," I whisper, pressing my lips to his. "I missed so much. It hurt to be apart."

"I know. I know." He kisses me back slowly, savoring me.

With a force I had no idea I possessed, I roll us around until he's under me looking entertained. One of his long arms reaches for the drawer and pats around before coming out with a foil.

"I need you," he moans. "We'll take it slowly later."

Grinning, I rip the foil and cover his dick before settling above him and carefully guiding him inside.

Ah. How I missed having him stretch me.

Once he's in to the hilt, I press my hands to his stomach before starting our pace—slow at first, but gaining speed with every push and pull. Edward meets all my moves, his fingers digging in my ass cheeks, throwing his head back when I squeeze him.

After a few minutes, I grow tired and lean over him, licking his ear as he fucks me good. The sounds our joined bodies make bring me closer to my release. Edward bites on my shoulder when I come, squeezing him deep inside me.

He combs his fingers lazily through my hair as I tug the blanket over us.

"I hope Jasper's not coming home," I mumble sleepily.

"He's with Alice," he grumbles, yawning. "Night." With a kiss on my eye, the spot he finds handy when he turns to me, we go to sleep.

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