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BPOV

"Where do we stand?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. He lifted his eyebrows and filled his cheeks with air before blowing it out in a long gust of air.

The last thing I wanted to do was freak him out, or have him think that I wanted something from him now that he knew. Of course from the beginning I wanted something more from Edward. Something more than I had with Emmett or cute little Mike Newton who I guess could be considered my friend. But I couldn't tell Edward that, because once again, I didn't want to freak him out.

"I… I don't know." He turned to me and I rethought my bringing this up at the moment. He looked just a bit confused but his eyes told a different story. They told the same story they did eight years ago. He was fed up, annoyed and done. He had this large wall up but I could see through it and I hated what I saw.

He was upset.

"Edward," I whispered, furrowing my eyebrows as we locked eyes.

"What?" His eyes widened and he lifted my hand from my lap. "I'm sorry, I just don't know…"

"No, not that. What's wrong?" It couldn't be his parents because he looked downright tortured when he thought of them. He just looked exhausted now.

"Nothing…?" There was a thump on the door and we looked up to see Emmett standing at the window. Edward started the car and flipped off his brother before peeling out of his space.

"Look, tonight, I'm coming to your room and we're going to talk about this, okay?" I know I'd given him a key at lunch but with him being in a mood I wasn't sure he'd actually come.

"About what?"

"Everything." We weren't going to get anywhere at the rate we were going now.

He sighed and just as I began to think he was angry with me, he picked up my hand and placed it into his lap. He held it the entire way home, and I wasn't able to stop smiling. I probably looked like an idiot but he made me happy, and I wasn't afraid for him to know it. I cast a glance at him as he drove home and my smile widened when I saw him smirking.

"What are you smiling about?" He asked, squeezing my hand as we pulled up to a stop light.

"You." I said simply and he lifted an eyebrow.

"Me? What'd I do?" I didn't know how to explain. He made me feel complete, like I wasn't so empty anymore. But, again, I couldn't tell him how important he was to me without freaking him out. And I needed him with me, so freaking wasn't an option.

"You're just you." I said stupidly, making him chuckle. All traces of the worried, distressed boy I spoke to in the apartment were gone. Leaving me and my Edward. This new, jaded and crass Edward wasn't my childhood friend. The happy one that smiled often and loved hugs, that was my Edward. They say people change but I know that deep down my Edward was still there.

Not that I didn't like the new Edward. He was mysterious, even to me, and hot. Long gone was the little boy with chubby cheeks and easily triggered blush. In his place was a tall, strong man that epitomized manliness and was the definition of the word sexy. Oh yeah, he'd changed quite a bit since child hood. His face had matured and become sharper, his jaw line strong, just like his nose, both which were offset by full, pouty lips and gorgeous almond shaped green eyes.

He was perfect.

"Hmm…" He hummed as we pulled into the driveway behind Emmett who stood next to his Jeep with his arms folded.

"We need to talk more-"

"That's not going to happen with them around…" Edward said, his eyes hardening as they flicked from me to Emmett. I touched his cheek and made him hold my gaze.

"Can I come to your room tonight?" I whispered, knowing that it wasn't the best idea. But I needed to see him, for some reason everyone made Edward and I keep our distance when all I wanted was to be close to him, to be with him.

"Sure, what time?" I grinned at his agreement and he winked.

"As soon as everyone else is asleep for the night. I don't want to be disturbed." I cupped his cheek and he wiggled his eyebrows.

"Get your mind out of the gutter." I said as soon as mine dived into it. Images of the two of us in compromising positions assaulted my mind, making me blush. "Don't forget. Tonight."

"This is definitely something I won't be forgetting." He smirked and I grinned, leaning forward and pecking his cheek. My self-control was seriously lacking when it came to him. I pulled away and glanced out to see Emmett about to blow a gasket as he approached the car. When I looked back to Edward, his cheeks were spattered with red, making me giggle.

I bit my lip as I crept across the hallway. Carlisle and Esme's bedroom light was already on, but I couldn't wait any longer. Edward ended up in his room the entire day and when I wasn't helping Esme around the house I was doing homework downstairs. I held my breath and everything as I passed their room. When I reached the heavy wood of Edward's door I let out a gust of air.
"Edward?" I whispered as the door creaked open. The room was dark and there was a light coming from his closet. I wasn't sure why he'd be in his closet, but I let it go and pulled open the door. Maybe it was so that we could talk a little more normally.
But when I opened the door a gust of warm, delicious smelling air hit me. I gasped when I realized that it wasn't a closet but a bathroom. I breathed in the moist foggy air as I stood still watching Edward taking a comb through his hair in the mirror.
Wearing nothing but a towel.
I bit my lip as my eyes traveled up the strong, sinewy surface of his arms, over his strong chest. I knew Edward was built but I had no clue that he looked like this. His chest was well defined, and no match for the delicious six pack he was sporting.
Beads of water dripped from his hair as he combed it and dropped onto the tan skin of his back, rolling slowly down until it reached his towel.
One that I was considering pulling off.
My goodness I was getting more than appropriately worked up at the sight of Edward. He was gorgeous clothed, but there was no comparison to him half naked and wet.
"You gonna keep staring at me? Or are you planning on coming in?" I laughed and blushed at being caught. I walked into the bathroom, standing next to him at the sink. He lifted an eyebrow and I turned perpendicular to him, so that I could watch him.
"I'm sorry, you're just so hot." I hummed, laying a hand on his forearm and making him smirk. I about fainted at the sight of the dimple, it was cute usually. But with the abs and overall beauty, the dimple was lethal.
"You think so?" He chuckled, turning toward me and tilting my chin up when my eyes dropped curiously to the towel that was leaving a little too much to the imagination.
Come on, Bella. One flick of the wrist...
"I know so." I sigh, leaning in toward him as his eyes looked at my lips.
His eyes smoldered as he looked into mine. "Well I think you're absolutely gorgeous." It was too much. My knees gave out and he caught me, not even calling me out when I used his chest and shoulders to help me steady myself. "Woah..." He smiled and lifted me onto the counter.
I held my hands in my lap as I looked at him, afraid I'd paw him again. "What was it you wanted to talk about?" I had officially stopped listening at the word was, in lieu of staring at his gorgeous body.
"Up here." I blushed and looked up at him.
"If you'd put on a shirt it would help me think..." I said and his face dropped.
"Oh shit, Bella, I'm sorry." He groaned and was out of the bathroom in a second.
What?
I moved off of the counter and followed him into his room. By the time I reached the doorway, his tight butt was covered by a pair of boxer briefs and he was pulling on a shirt.
"Why are you sorry?" I furrowed my eyebrows and he sighed.
"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." I coughed. I was anything but uncomfortable. I probably made him uncomfortable with all of my staring.
"What?" Then I realized the answer to so many of my questions. He was worried that I'd have another episode. Did I scare him?
"I know that you've been through some things and I don't want you not feeling safe. Especially around me." He shook his head and fell back against his bed. There he was.
I smiled as I looked at my Edward, the one always concerned about others. Doing anything to help them. Anything to help me.
"Is that why you've been so... On edge?" I asked going to his desk chair and plopping into it. He leaned forward on his bed and shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess." His jaw locked and I bit my lip, still working my way through my lusty "Edward is wet" phase.
"Don't be, I've dealt with this for six years now and I can get through daily life. I've lived with plenty of Emmett's and other boys; I'm used to them." I smiled to let him know I was being completely honest. He scowled and I sighed, I hated it when he did that. And he did it way too often. I pushed the rolling chair away from the desk and the loud wheels made me gasp as I went shooting towards Edward. He caught me, stopping the chair between his legs, and shushed me quickly.
A door down the hall opened and there were heavy footsteps.
"You okay, Edward?" Carlisle asked softly with a knock on the door.
"Yeah, I just forgot that the wheels were messed up on the chair. My bad."

"Alright, night."

"Night." I watched the exchange with wide eyes, my hands cupping my mouth. Once we heard Carlisle footsteps getting farther I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. My eyes shot to Edward who smirked at me.
I whispered, "What?" And he began laughing, pulling me and the chair into his embrace.
"You're so fucking cute." He laughed, resting his forehead on my shoulder. My gaping mouth turned into a smile as I looked at him. He lifted up and mocked me, his mouth gaping and his green eyes as wide as saucers. I playfully slapped his shoulder and he chuckled. I pursed my lips in faux annoyance and he attempted to stop laughing.
"Okay, okay..." He sighed, putting a hand on my thigh as he looked up at me. When he was completely sobered he cleared his throat. "So what is it that makes you uncomfortable?"
"Light, friendly touching isn't something I have a problem with. So hugging or putting an arm around my shoulder like Emmett does, not a problem." He nodded and rolled his eyes at my mention of Emmett.
"What is a problem... Kissing and, like, sexual stuff?" He asked. And I inwardly teenage girl'd. You know, the whole screamy, excited bounce thing. Even though his question was probably innocent.
"I wouldn't know. I'm not sure how far into things I would get triggered if at all." I shrugged, playing it cool. My god how I hoped he would help me find out. Well, not trigger but just... Touch me... "But don't worry yourself over me not feeling comfortable. You'll drive yourself crazy. I know how to let people know that they need to back off." I said, lacing my fingers with his. "Thank you for looking out for me." I said with a smile. It was endlessly adorable that he was watching out for me and I wanted him to know that I appreciated it.
"Well I guess this-" He held up our entwined hands. "leads me to my next question." He said quietly. "I want to know what this is too. I know that you're different and so you should be something... Different. Fuck, I sound idiotic." He ran his free hand through his hair and frowned.

"No you don't." I shook my head and squeezed his hand.

"I just... You aren't like Ange- in terms of the way I feel?" He lifted an eyebrow phrasing his words like a question. "And you aren't like Lauren... But your more of a mix, except... Not."

And... I was lost.

I got that he was trying to compare me to the women in his life but I didn't know either if them well, or what he was trying to say.

"Okay, I guess I want to say that you're different." I smiled at his rambling. "I like you, Bella. More than I should, if that makes sense? I like you as a person and I'm more than attracted to you... And I want to be more than friends." I furrowed my eyebrows and he sighed.

"Like friends with benefits?" I asked, leaning back in my chair a bit.

"What? No." He blushed and my heart melted. "I dunno... Like my girlfriend?" My heart skipped a beat, just at his words. "But we can't?"

"Why is that?" I asked wanting to know whose butt I needed to kick to be with him.

"Because how are we going to be together if we can't actually ever be together? I don't want you to be slighted. You're more important than that." I grinned and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Edward, we can be together." I cupped his cheek, and made his sad eyes meet mine. "We'll just have to keep it from them..."

"That's no way to be happy. I've never done this before, Bella. I don't know how to have a relationship but I know that you aren't supposed to keep it secret. Hell, if you'll have me I want everyone to know you're mine." I chuckled. "I want to be able to take you on dates and talk to you at home without being supervised." He continued. "I think you deserve that much."

"You deserve the same," I whispered, cupping his cheek. "But Edward, you're enough for me. You're all that I want out of this; I don't care about dates or anything. I just want to be with you." I wouldn't care if we were stuck out in a desert, as long as I had him I'd be alright.

"Just me?" He asked, our gazes locked.

"Just you." I smiled and his eyes flicked from my eyes to my lips.

"You're sure?"

"More sure than I've ever been." I nodded and leaned forward to do what I've wanted to do the most since we met for the second time. He smiled as our lips met gently and I sighed into his mouth.

"I've been waiting to do that since we met." He whispered against my lips before kissing me sweetly. He swiveled my chair so that I sat facing him, between his legs.

"Me too." I trailed my fingers through his damp hair and climbed into his lap.

"Even better than I imagined." He chuckled, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into another delicious kiss.

Now the only problem now would be learning how to stop.

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