Chapter 10: The second date (EPOV and BPOV)

EPOV

The next day, I went to see her. Catherine let me in smiling but I saw her father and brothers all gathered staring at me. Their thoughts were exactly similar. "Hurt her and we kill you." I gulped and nodded. Isabelle came in the room at that she saw me, she smiled and ran to me vampire speed. I took her in my arms and spinned her around. She fixed her hands behind my neck and laughed delightedly. Her sisters and mother were smiling seeing our mutual happiness.

"Je veux passer la journée entière avec seulement toi, Edward." ("I want to spend the entire day with only you, Edward.") She said when I put her down.

"This is what I want also, Belle."

"Can we go to your meadow once again?"

"Our meadow, you mean?" She smiled even wider "Of course."

We took her car to go to the trail and I took her in my arms to run towards the meadow. We spent the day kissing each other. She has brought a book by Bertina Henrichs, La joueuse d'échecs (The chess player) and read it to me while I was resting my head on her lap and twirling one of her locks around one of my fingers. I loved listening her read in her native tongue. She lowered her head after she finished her book and kissed me.

BPOV

This day with Edward was perfect. He was always minding my confort and happiness in his every action. He felt without me explaining it that I was not yet comfortable to go any further than kissing. It was like he was attuned to my every feeling. I can't believe I had to wait almost 200 years to meet him but he was worth it.

He told me about his rebellious period ten years after his change by Carlisle. I told him that I was okay with it. It was "reasonable" after all. I have also been tempted sometimes and slipped a few times but like him with Carlisle I had the example of Louis to discourage me to continue down this path.

He asked me many questions about what I remembered of my human life, my travels around the globe for he has not travelled so extensively as I had, my favourite flower which was lily of the valley and pink hydrangea.

"Why?"

"In my human life, my grandmother's garden was full of hydrangeas and I was fascinated by them even as a baby. As for lilies of the valley, in France it is used on the first of May to symbolize the coming of spring. I also love yellow tulips and roses."

I asked him also a few questions about his studies, travels, and family. He said he did not really remember his human life and regretted it. We began to converse in spanish and portuguese since we were both fluent in it. At each minute, my love for him increased. He was intelligent, beautiful, respectful, inclined to protect everyone he held dear. He was wonderful!