A/N: I apologize for the extremely short chapter last time. However I will try to make it up to you with this one. I don't own anything from S.M, but I am having fun playing with her characters.

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Chapter 10: Vampire Weekend

I woke up the next morning to the sounds of a family in motion, and the smell of coffee. I only opened my eyes not sitting up. I knew she was behind me on the bed. Even if I couldn't feel her, I could smell her. She reminded me of a scented candle. The smell was appetizing like vanilla, but too sweet to make anyone hungry. The door to Edward's room was cracked just enough for her small body to fit through. I turned to face her; meeting a pair of big brown eyes. She gave me a big smile.

"Did you and my dad have a good time last night? He's been humming all morning, and making you breakfast. But he burned everything. Dad can't cook; Grandma has to make all my food for me." Her little voice was sweet; she reached out to touch my bed head.

"Ask your dad, Renesmee." I said, my voice was hoarse from sleep. But I smiled at her. "And I don't expect your father to know how to cook, he doesn't eat.

"He won't tell me, he says I'm too young to know about adult stuff. But he says you're very nice." She sighed and moved closer to me.

"I think your father is right. You will have plenty of time to learn. From what I hear you're going to have a very long life." I said reaching over to rub her head.

"He sent me up here to tell you that there's a new toothbrush, and toiletries on the counter in the bathroom. There are clothes on the chair next to the window too. Come down when you get read. He told me not to bother you, either..." Her face flushed a little as she scooted away. "..Please don't tell on me!"

"I won't, squirt." I said kissing my finger and tapping it against her nose. She put her tiny hand against my cheek and showed me an image of her brushing my hair. Her eyebrows rose in a questioning manner. I learned from experience she asked for things she was too embarrassed to say out loud using her gift. I nodded my head and smiled. "I'll call you when I'm done getting dressed." I kissed the top of her head and scooted out of bed.

After the battle with the Volturi I spent a lot of time with little Ness because of Jacob. She always gravitated towards me when Jacob wasn't around wanting to sit on my lap and show me her day, or listen to stories about the Quileute people. The more I got to know her I found she was just a child. As my anger subsided I saw she didn't ask for any part of this life. All she wanted to do was play, read, and experience new things. I heard her small feet running out of the room and closing the door behind her.

I walked into the large white bathroom attached to Edward's bedroom. I looked around taking in the large walk-in shower and all of the items neatly laid out on the large counter. I held up the package of black hair ties he left for me and let out a smirk. He thought of everything. I tore the package open and took one out binding my hair into a messy bun atop my head. I turned the the shower on, and peeled off the binding dress and under garments. The water warmed quickly, and the bathroom filled up with steam. I let out a small sigh as I stepped under the large shower head turning my head up to the water. I heard the bedroom door open.

"Renesmee, I told you I'd call you as soon as I was dressed!" I said.

"It's just me Leah; your breakfast is on the dresser." I heard Edward's familiar voice over the sound of the water.

"Come in and talk to me, I'm sure everyone is down stairs keeping Ness company and nagging you with questions." I said soaping up the poof he left for me with lavender scented shower gel.

"I'm not sure that's very wise." I heard his voice hitch in his throat.

"Edward, you've seen a naked woman before. If you're so worried about my virtue the glass is frosted and the bathroom is full of steam. Come and keep me company, please?" I said as I soaped up my arms and torso.

I heard the bathroom door open and I looked over, smiling. Edward sat on the counter across from the shower. I looked him over, appreciating the view. He wore a simple fitted white t-shirt and black jeans, his feet were bare, and his hair looked crazier than normal. For the first time I noticed the leather cuff around his wrist. I bit my lower lip in appreciation.

"Nice look, Cullen, very Adam Levine, what's that around your wrist?" I said pointing towards the cuff.

"It's the Cullen crest, each of us has one. We all wear them differently." He said still looking nervous, I noticed he refused to look at me. "Leah, you do realize you're torturing me, right?" His arms crossed over his chest.

"What do you mean Edward?" I asked feigning ignorance.

"I'm sitting here watching the object of my affection shower. You're killing me Clearwater, and I'm already dead!" I'd never heard Edward raise his voice.

"Well, I thought I'd rescue you from your family for a little while. You can leave if it's too much for you, after you hand me the shampoo and conditioner over there." I said turning away from him to rinse the soap from my body.

I heard the door slide open and the sound of two bottles being put on the ledge inside the shower. He sat back down on the counter. "The nature of our relationship has changed. I won't be able to sit on my hands forever." Edward mumbled the last sentence. If I hadn't been in the same room I wouldn't have heard him.

"Edward Cullen, are you telling me that you now view me in a sexual manner? Why I'm clutching my pearls!" I said laughing as I unbound my hair, and started lathering it. I heard Edward growl as I ran my fingers through it.

"Leah, if you're not careful I'm going to jump in there with you and get my kiss sooner than expected." Edward's voice had just a touch of menace in it.

"I dare you to come in here." I said giggling. I should have known better than to underestimate Edward Cullen. My back was turned to him and my eyes closed as I rinsed the last of the shampoo from my hair. I felt his cold hands turn me and press my soapy body against his. He lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around him. I opened my eyes and ran my wet fingers through his hair, bringing them down to rest on his chiseled jaw. I could feel the arousal through his wet jeans. I bit my lower lip and pressed harder into him. "Cullen, you're insane." I said looking into his eyes. "You're going to ruin your clothes."

"I don't really care." His voice was feverish. I crashed my lips into his, my tongue tangling with his; it felt better than the first time. My breathing was heavy and my arousal was obvious. I felt strong fingers digging into my hips and I moaned. I felt the cold tile of the shower against my back suddenly. My tongue explored his mouth, but I was careful not to cut my tongue against his teeth. We kissed until my lips were raw; it still didn't feel long enough. He lowered me, my body still pressed against him. "I'm sorry." He said, his tone was even but his eyes were wild. "You're driving me insane, Leah."

"I'm driving you insane?" I asked, breathless.

"I'll leave you to finish showering. The sight of your body is enough to push me over the edge." He gave me one last kiss on the neck, and stepped out of the shower. I leaned against the stall. This was really happening; Edward and I were probably more than friends. I took a moment to collect my thoughts, and finished bathing. I stepped out of the shower stall, drying my body and hair. I made quick work of wrapping the large towel around my body, and brushing my teeth. I opened the door, and saw Edward sitting on his bed. He'd changed his clothes but he waited for me.

"I thought you were leaving me alone to dress." I said smiling.

"I was going to leave you alone until I heard a few of your thoughts." His face was plagued with concern. "Do you really think we're just friends? Am I going to have to reassure you of my affection every day?"

"No, Edward, but you need to learn to stay out of my head. Some of my thoughts are private." I said, picking the clothes that were left for me on of the small chair next to his window. "We're both adults, sometimes lines are blurred when lust is involved." I dropped my towel and dropped it next to him. He'd already seen me naked, so why play shy now? I examined the underwear and pulled it on; judging by the sheer light pink of the matching set it looked like something Rosalie would leave for me. I shook my head and rolled my eyes. "Your sister is sick." I said picking the tags off of the bra and panties.

"Well, I'm not complaining." Edward was sheepish, running his hands over the back of his neck. I knew he was watching me, and I let him. "What do you have planned for the rest of the day?"

"I don't know. That's the wonderful thing about vacation. I don't have anything to do. The day is mine." I said going back into the bathroom and grabbing the brush that was left out for me, along with two elastics from the pack. I ran the stiff bristles through my hair in a few quick strokes, walking out of the bathroom to Edward's eyes still on me. "Would you like to spend the day together, Leah?" Edward never took his eyes from mine. But I could feel his eyes bore holes in me as I pulled the tight white t-shirt Rosalie left for me over my head. I purposely left the shorts on the chair. I stood in front of him braiding my hair into two pony tails, smiling as he continued. "Renesmee wants to go swimming, and spend the day outside. Its really beautiful.,," Edward began to babble, and I laughed. "You look really sexy." He sounded more like a 17 year old boy, than an old man. He pulled me on top of him. I laughed as he flipped, covering my body with his. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. "Am I ever going to leave this room, Edward?"

"Are you ever going to stop teasing me?" He kissed me softly this time. The lust from earlier was gone, and it was replaced with a new playfulness.

"Why would I do that? " I asked, not letting him go.

"You start work at the hospital in two months, so at some point you will have to leave this room. In order to leave this room you will have to stop torturing me." He said, his head dipped down to kiss my neck. I closed my eyes, moaning my skin broke out in goose bumps. Edward Cullen was going to seduce me, and I was going to let him.

"Edward" I moaned as he continued to lick and suck at the spot on my neck. I heard soft footsteps. "Edward, someone is coming." He ignored me, moving to my collar bone. His hands were running down my sides and gripping my hips again. I was going to have bruises from his finger tips. My hands ran up his shirt, feeling his bare back. I felt him nod against my chest.

"Edward!" I hissed, pushing at him and trying not to moan again, damn his cold lips.

"I know, I just don't want to stop." He whispered. He pulled away standing up quickly.

I got up pulling the tattered jean shorts on. I ran my hands over the fabric of my t-shirt, and smoothed out my hair. There was a soft knock at the door, followed by Rosalie poking her head in; she wore a grin that reminded me of the Cheshire Cat.

"You were about to get it on, weren't you?" She looked at my flushed lips, and red cheeks. "Oh yeah, you were about to get it on." She opened the door wider and came into the room. "Here you go Pocahontas; I don't think your outfit is racist enough so I got you a pair of Minnetonka's to wear." She handed me the knee high brown moccasins, and I laughed shaking my head.

"Rosalie, only you can get away with being this inappropriate. Thanks for letting me borrow these."

"You know I don't let people borrow things, Leah. Consider those part of your birthday gift." She gave me a smile and left the room. I sat the boots at the edge of Edward's bed. I preferred to be barefoot.
"I look like a walking stereotype." I said holding my hands up in defeat. "Or, Miley Cyrus." I went to unbraid my hair so that I wasn't a complete disgrace to my people.

Edward put his hand over mine to stop me. "Please leave those in for the day. You look incredibly sexy. If we leave you can take them out, but please while we're here leave them in." I rolled my eyes, and let him have his way.

"You're lucky you're cute, Cullen." I said giving him his way. "Now let's go downstairs before your family thinks I've held you hostage up here." I grabbed the cup of coffee and bagel from the tray on his dresser and opened the door.

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