Chapter 10

What's He Doing Here?

"Are you okay?" he asked anxiously.

"Mmmhhh..." was my reply.

"Are you sure?"

"Mmmhhh."

"Then we should go downstairs because Charlie was wondering where we are," Edward murmured.

I closed my eyes in contentment. I smiled blissfully, and said, "Five more minutes."

Edward's soft voice spoke in my ear, "We have to go now."

I sighed. "Fine."

I moved to a sitting position and stretched.

"How long were we up here?" I asked sleepily.

"Two hours," he answered.

I moaned.

"Bella, what's wrong?" he asked immediately.

"Nothing. Really only that long?" I said, grinning.

"Your lucky you didn't get killed." he said seriously.

"You let it happen," I accused.

"You started it," he shot back.

"Edward, it was sort of mutual at the time," I pointed out.

"Yes, at the time. How could I let that happen?" he muttered to himself.

"Look, I didn't get hurt. It's okay-" I began.

He cut in sharply, "No, it is not okay. We were not mentally prepared. I should have stopped us."

"Edward, I can see you're angry, but there's really no need. We are both fine, and I for one-"

"Yes, you for one."

"Edward!" I was really upset now. "How can you say those things? I've never felt better in my whole life. But, I can see how it would be different to you." my eyes fell from his.

"Bella," a cold hand pushed my face up. "Are you saying that I didn't like that?"

"It seems like you don't."

"Bella, I love you and I loved that. But we can't do it on a spree of the moment, we have to prepare. I know we can't conceive a child, but we need to make sure that I'm not thirsty at all, or that I feel fine."

"You aren't thirsty. You just went on a hunting trip," I reminded him. I touched his purple circles under his eyes lightly with my fingertips.

"No, but we didn't make sure of that." he murmured.

I sighed again, but this time, with exhaustion.

"You're sleepy." he said. It wasn't a question. He knew me well enough so he could tell.

I smiled wryly. "Yeah." I mumbled.

"Come on, love. Let's go see your father." he pulled me up and we trudged down the stairs at a human pace.

"Hey, Bells," Charlie said as he saw me. Then he saw Edward, holding my hand.

Charlie's nose scrunched up. "Edward," he said stiffly.

"Chief Swan, we told Bella's mother. She said it's about time." Edward smiled.

Charlie's face turned purple.

"She also said that she was coming down from Florida today," I helped, grinning at Edward.

My dad's face turned red. "Renee," he choked.

I clutched Edward's arm and whispered, "Is Charlie okay?"

"Give him a minute," Edward told me.

Slowly, Charlie's face turned back to his tan skin color.

"I'm going to call Renee," he yelled over his shoulder, walking away from us.

"No!" Edward hissed.

"What is it?" I asked, anxiously. "Edward, what's wrong?"

"What does the dog think he's doing here?!" he half whispered, half screeched.

"Jacob?" I gasped.

What's he doing here?! I thought. !!!

Then, Jacob burst through the door, not even knocking.

He smiled at me and said, "Hey, Bells!"