A/N: Gah! This chapter took way longer than I'd expected to put out. I think I need a Beta, anyone want to volunteer for the job? Anywho, here comes the return of crazy!

BPOV

Wait, what? Did he just…?

EPOV

In the last 8 hours I had gone from the lowest low to the highest high; from seeing Bella pinned to the wall by that guy to… well… to having the most incredible sex with the most incredible woman. And there I was, lying peacefully in her bed, holding the most angelic creature on earth in my arms. There was nothing about her I didn't love; her laugh, her sense of humor, her intelligence, her smile, the sound of her voice, her smell.Good god, her smell… I breathed deeply drawing in the lingering scent of her heady arousal that still hung in the air. I knew then that I could die at that moment and be completely content.

What in the hell has this girl done to me? I definitely wasn't the same Edward I'd been a week ago. I wasn't judgmental in feeling that no girl would ever live up to my expectations. Bella has. I wasn't jaded by the fact that I was devoid of non-psychotic female company. Bella has captured my heart completely.Is this possible? Can it really
happen this fast? I always thought falling in love was something that took months, years… but this… this was more than anything I could have ever imagined.Suddenly I've turned into a complete sap, apparently.

I opened my eyes to find Bella's beautiful face staring at me with a perplexed expression. One of her eyebrows was raised and her mouth was pressed into a hard line. Her eyes searched my face for some unspoken answer that, by the looks of it, she was having a hard time finding.

"What?" I asked, coming out of my reverie.

"Umm…" she said as she bit her plump lip nervously.

"What is it?" I chuckled, propping myself up on my elbow to look down at her stunning form still naked beside me.

"I don't know what to say," she said before taking her lip between her teeth again.

"You don't have to say anything," I assured her as I placed a soft kiss on her bare shoulder.

"Well maybe you should. You can't just throw out things like that, in that context, without any follow up." She wouldn't look me directly in the eye as she spoke.

"Throw what out there? I'm confused," It was the truth; I had no idea what she was talking about.

"Yeah, me too," she breathed.

"Am I missing something here?"

She sat up, tucked her legs under herself, and crossed her arms over her chest. The position did little to cover her breathtaking body from my wandering eyes but I tried to keep my focus on her face.

"Wow, okay… so you tell me you love me and what, that's it?" she pulled her crossed arms tighter over her chest, pushing her full breasts together. I had to stifle a groan before her words sank in.

"I did what?" I blurted.

"Ouch. Thanks for that," she smiled weakly as she pulled a pillow into her lap to cover herself. I could tell she was trying to joke but there was hurt written all over her face. I squeezed my eyes shut trying to think.Oh god, I did say that I loved her! Why did I do
that? Shit! In my euphoria in the situation I'd let my feelings slip out without thinking.I knew I'd fallen in love with her, but I certainly hadn't intended to tell her by blurting it out in a rush during sex.

"I'm just gonna get dressed." Her cheeks flamed scarlet as she refused to meet my gaze again. She scooted towards the edge of the bed carefully clutching the pillow in front of her.

"Bella," I pleaded, wrapping my arms around her waist.

"Listen, I get it. Let's just admit that that was fun and now its over, okay? Just leave it alone." I could see the tears pooling in her eyes and she struggled against my grasp. How had things turned sour so fast?Because of my stupid fucking mouth! I had to fix it. I had to let her know that, despite the circumstances, I was telling the truth.

"Hey," I whispered, pulling her closer and pressing my lips to her ear. "I meant what I said." A soft shudder ran down her body as she melted against my chest.

"Really?" she whispered breathlessly.

I effortlessly pulled her onto my lap and nuzzled my face into her hair.

"Yes really. I'm sorry for how I said it, and I'm sorry that you made me feel so good I lost all coherency and I blurted out my deepest secret. But that doesn't make it any less true." She let out a long breath and relaxed further in my arms.

"Secrets…" she mused.

"I do love you, Bella. It's okay if you don't say it back. I know it's really soon. I'm just glad you know how I feel about you." Iwas glad. I felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders now that she knew exactly where I stood.

I didn't know how long we could stay like that, holding each other. I didn't know how much time I had before she freaked out and pushed me away, so I tried to savor the way her naked body felt cradled in my arms and the smell of her luminous hair.

"In all fairness, you did say it first. But I don't think you were aware of it." I laughed slightly at the memory of her sleep talking.

Her head snapped up to look at me squarely. "Huh?"

"I think you must have been dreaming," I said smiling.

"Ugh… my subconscious betrays me again," she grumbled before placing her head back on my shoulder.

My hands wandered over her body like I was a blind man and she was my brail. I stroked her hair, her graceful back, her curvaceous hips and toned thighs. She sighed at my touch and I couldn't help but bask in the sound of her contentment. I wanted nothing more than to make her happy.People back home would hardly recognize me now…

"I love you too, Edward," she whispered suddenly, so softly that I almost wondered if I'd imagined it. Then, I felt her slowly, softly trace the tip of her nose over the skin of my neck and along the edge of my jaw until her our faces were level. She locked her eyes with mine in an impossibly mesmerizing stare for a long moment before capturing my lips in a tender, lingering kiss. I tightened my arms around her and pulled my angel closer to my chest.

It was amazing how perfect she felt there, now naturally her body molded against me, how we just seemed to fit.

"I love you," she whispered against my lips, before curving hers into that heart stopping smile that I loved so much.

"I love you," I replied. "I'll say it a million times and it'll never get old," I chuckled.

She shifted her weight so that she was now straddling my lap, her legs wrapped delicately around my waist. She gasped against my mouth, suddenly realizing that we were both still naked and that her kisses had 'awakened' me again.

"Mmm… Good morning," she sighed with a wiggle of her hips. I stifled a groan.

"That's not nice, Bella," I growled, nipping at her lip with my teeth.

"What are you gonna do about it?" she challenged with a cocked eyebrow and a lopsided grin.

She didn't have to ask me twice. It had only been a few short minutes since I was last inside her but it felt like it had been a decade and my body longed to be whole by adjoining itself to her once again. I gripped her hips and lifted her slightly as she snaked her slender arms around my neck and laced her fingers in my hair. I brought her down slowly allowing myself to enter her gradually, inch by inch.

"Edward," she moaned as she tossed her head back leaving the creamy skin of her neck and throat completely exposed. I seized the opportunity and pressed my lips against the smooth flesh, kissing and sucking on every inch my lips could touch.

This time, I made love to her, slow, passionate and incredible. She gently rocked and swiveled her hips against me and I held her as close as I could without causing her physical pain. As we moved, her lips were either locked with mine or whispering my name in between soft mewls of pleasure.

We continued on this way for a long time until our bodies were slick with sweat and she began begging me for release.

I obliged her when she pushed my shoulders back until I was resting on the soft coils of her mattress. Grinning beautifully from ear to ear, I watched intently as Bella took my hands in hers and placed them firmly on her voluptuous breasts. She sucked in a quick breath when I simultaneously rolled both her hardened peaks between my thumb and forefinger in each hand. It was then my turn to hiss when she started bouncing enthusiastically on top of me, sliding my stiff shaft in and out of her wet heat.

I grazed one hand down her abdomen as it flexed and released from her movements until I reached the V between her legs. As she lifted up I slid my fingers between us until I found her bundle of nerves and began working it with as much fervor as I could.

She moaned and gasped for a moment before I felt her walls clench around me and her body erupted into wave after wave of spastic euphoria. I couldn't have held back my own release at that moment even if I tried. I clenched my jaw and tensed my abs as I exploded for the second time that morning.

"Mmm…Edward, yesss," she cried as her orgasm came to an end and she collapsed onto my chest.

I brushed her hair off of her dampened brow and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

"I could get used to this," she sighed.

"Me too," I replied.

"Edward, I think I should tell you something…about last night, that maybe you should know." Her voice was different now, somewhat hesitant and nervous again.

"Bella, you don't have to explain anything to me about that. It doesn't matter."

She sat up, still straddling me. I did the same and wrapped my arms loosely around her hips.

"No, it does matter. I need you to understand… whohe was." She bit her lip again.God, I love it when she does that…

After taking a few deep breaths, she began to speak.

"His name's James, he was my lab partner last semester. He was always flirting with me and I… I sort of cheated on Jake… with him." Her eyes roamed the room, eager to look anywhere but my face.

"What do you mean 'sort of'?" I asked. I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a slight pang in my gut at her revelation.It was before. It doesn't matter now.

"Jake and I got in a fight and for some reason I went to James. He…he kissed me and I let him." She took a few steadying breaths before continuing.

"It didn't go any further than that but… that didn't stop him from trying. Even after that night. He wanted us to be, I don't know… fuck buddies, I guess- while Jake and I were still together." She shuddered at the thought.

"He was angry, and drunk, and that's why he…" I placed a finger on her lips to cut her off.

"Bella, let me get this straight. You were hurt and vulnerable after your fight so you went to a guy that you knew liked you. Andhe kissedyou. Do I have that right?"

She nodded weakly.

"Bella it was just a kiss. Something that happened in the heat of the moment. I'd hardly consider that cheating." I tightened my grip on her hips.

She lifted her face to let her beautiful brown eyes look into my green ones.

"Wouldyou want me kissing some other guy?" she asked incredulously.

Fuck no! My insides twisted into painful knots at the very thought of Bella's lips near anyone else's.

"I didn't think so," she said. My expression must have answered her question.

"No, I wouldn't want you going around kissing other guys. But it hardly seems as bad as you're making it out to be. And it certainly doesn't give him the right to do what he did to you."

"I know that. I'm not making excuses for him. I just felt like I should explain how the whole thing came about, seeing as how you're involved now, and all."

I kissed the tip of her nose, partly to ease her nerves and partly to ease mine.

"The worst part…" she whispered as she pressed her forehead against mine, "is that I never told him. You're the first."

I took a moment to collect my thoughts before I spoke again.She was vulnerable and he took advantage of her. He's to blame in this situation, not her. She obviously feels bad about it, she didn't do anything wrong. I rationalized the situation to myself. I had to push the nagging mental images of her kissing that slimy asshole out of my mind before I punched my fist through her wall.

"Bella listen to me. It's not like you went out looking for someone to hook up with while you and Jake were together. You didn't consciously set out to hurt anyone. The bottom line is that he took advantage of you when you were hurt. I don't care what you did before, all I care about is right now. We all make mistakes and have done things we aren't proud of but eventually we have to put our pasts behind us."

I felt a slight tug in my chest.You're such a hypocrite, Cullen. She comes clean about something in her past and you don't have the balls to tell her about what you did to Kayla?

I swallowed back the bile that was suddenly stinging my throat.Tell her!

"Bella, there's something I need to-" She crashed her lips against mine with excited passion.

"I love you," she mumbled before deepening the kiss and sweeping her tongue over my lips.

Maybe some other time…

I ran my hands up and down her back, memorizing the smooth texture of her creamy skin while she ran her fingers through my hair.

It was my need for air that finally caused me to break our embrace.

"Is it okay if I use your shower, love?" I panted.

"Of course," she breezed before swinging her legs off of my lap and onto the carpeted floor. "There are towels under the sink."

She slinked over to her dresser and began rummaging for something to wear, completely unashamed that she was still standing naked in the morning sunlight. I took one more lingering glace at how sexy she was before excusing myself into her bathroom.

BPOV

I love you.

Now those are words I'll never get tired of hearing, especially from him.

Here I was thinking that my irrational crush was completely one-sided when all the time he felt the same way about me. But it wasn't just a crush; I knewthat from day one. Moment one, actually. I knew all along that what I felt for Edward in the short time I'd known him was much, much more than anything I'd ever felt for Jake, or any other guy I'd dated.

Please don't let this be a dream…

As I slipped on a pair of simple black cotton panties, I couldn't stop my thoughts from wandering back to the memory of his expert fingers gently caressing what was now hidden behind the soft fabric. I'd already had him twice that morning and already I wanted him again.

I dressed quickly in just a t-shirt and jeans and sat down at my computer to distract myself from the dirty thoughts about the man in my shower that were bombarding my brain.

I loaded my facebook page to catch up on the social scene. A little red box popped up in the lower right hand corner of my screen indicating that I had a new notification.

"Edward Cullen wants to be your friend" the little box explained when I clicked on it.

Cullen! Ha, now I know. I felt myself blush at the knowledge that I openly and completely loved a man whose last name I hadn't known until that very moment.

I accepted his friend request and loaded his profile page.

The picture was like something that could have been used in some sort of ad campaign for cologne something, anything that women would want to buy. Edward was sitting at a piano, his amazingly long fingers spread out across the keys. He was wearing low slung jeans, no shirt, and his hair was unruly, as usual, and hanging in his mesmerizing eyes. The image of him sitting there was beyond hot, it was… there aren't even words to describe it.

I clicked on the link to see more pictures of him. There weren't many and the ones thatwere there were added by other people. There were a few of him with a guy tagged as Derek Logan, who I assumed was Edward's old roommate that he'd mentioned a few times. Most of the pictures were of Edward, Derek and a few other guys, in bars or playing video games nothing too spectacular. There were a few that dated back to his high school days that showed him with his arms around a tall girl with sandy blond hair. The photo was tagged as Samantha Chase. I figured she must be the girlfriend he'd broken up with right after high school. There were a few pictures of Edward with other girls, mostly of them kissing him on the cheek of snuggling close to his side and smiling smugly into the camera. As irritated as those particular pictures made me there were two that stuck in my head; one was of Edward and a skinny redhead playing pool. He was standing behind her guiding her shot with his large hands with his lips pressed close to her ear. She was smiling wistfully and her ass was pressed firmly into his groin. The other was of the same girl perched on his lap, her arms laced tightly around his neck and her thin lips pressed against his deliciously full ones. The girl in the picture was marked Kayla Goodman.

I don't know why those pictures stuck with me. It wasn't like I thought Edward had lived like a priest before he met me. Hell, he already told me that he'd slept with more people than I had. That didn't matter to me. There was something abouther that bothered me. I tried to push it out of my mind.I don't know that girl. She liked Edward so at least I know she's got taste.

I went back to his main profile page to leave a little message on his wall when another uneasy feeling settled in my stomach. The last five wall posts were from that girl. One from as recent as last night, by looking at the time stamp, while he had been dancing with me.

"I miss you so much. I think about you every day."

"Call me soon, I miss the sound of your voice."

"Things aren't the same without you here."

"I was in the shower this morning, thinking about you. Call me."

"I was lonely last night. I wish you could have come over."

My stomach clenched. Then my possessive bitchy side flared up.Wow, this girl is 10 kinds of pathetic; pining over a guy on the other side of the continent. Stop it… I don't even know her, I'd probably be saying the same things if Edward moved away from me.

Then I heard buzzing sound from somewhere on the floor in our pile of discarded clothes. I hopped up from the desk, determined to push my unfounded insecurities aside, and went to retrieve the source of the buzzing. I rummaged through the pockets of my jeans to find my phone and flipped it open. Nothing. I reached into the pocket of Edward's to find his and flipped it open. 1 New Text Message.

Just then, I heard the water turn off and the sounds of movement from within the bathroom.

"Edward," I called.

"Yeah?" he asked after cracking the door and flashing me that heart melting crooked smile of his.

I gulped.I've got to learn how to think straight when he's around.

"Umm… you just got a text message."

"Will you see who it's from? Probably just Emmett or Jasper."

I pressed "okay" and a message flashed onto the tiny screen.

From: Kayla
Message: My bed feels so empty without you in it.

My heart hiccupped and butterflies sprang forth in my stomach.

"Its from K-Kayla." I said, as calmly as I could.

He flung the door open and sprinted to where I stood. He took the phone from my outstretched hand and quickly deleted the message. His face was suddenly flushed and his hands were trembling slightly.

He closed then phone with a loud snap that caused me to jump and turned to me with a forced smile on his face.

"Who's Kayla?" I wondered innocently. I did my best to keep all jealousy or possessiveness out of my tone.

"Nobody," he stated, all too quickly. "Just someone I knew from back home."

I wanted to believe him, but something inside of me told me there were thing he wasn't telling me.

So? Kayla's not out of the picture. Nope. Please review if you have any suggestions as to what should happen next.

Musical inspiration for this chapter is Sexy Boy by Air because, hello? Is Edward not the sexiest boy there is? As always, the link to the music is on my profile.

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