I sat up and looked at Edward, trying to decide what to say. Surely this was everything I wanted - Jacob and Edward, wholly. But it was just so unfair, and I knew I couldn't be that cruel. Not if a conscious decision was involved anyway. Edward was rigid as a statue; only his eyes moved, watching my face. I shivered and pulled my blanket around me; it wasn't just Edward's close, cold presence that was making me chilly; it was the goosebumps that raised on my arm at the mere thought of being that intimate with Edward. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Two days of sexual encounters and eighteen years of innocence and morals had gone leaping out the window. And yet, I couldn't bring myself to regret any of it. Was this really about my body, not love? I knew it shouldn't be that way, but it just felt like it was.

Edward moved suddenly, leaping up.

"What is it?" I whispered.

"Charlie's home." He muttered simply. As if by magic, I heard the sound of Charlie's cruiser pull into the drive and I bit my lip, not knowing what to do.

"Shit. Okay. Edward, please, just don't come by tonight. I need to be here for Charlie, and to think things through, and - and I'm exhausted, and I just need to get some uninterrupted beauty sleep. Is that okay?" I knew my excuses were awful, but Edward nodded anyway. He pressed his lips to my forehead and when I opened my eyes again, he was gone. I could hear Charlie's keys in the door, and with a sigh, I made my way downstairs.

"Hey, Charlie." I murmured, half smiling, not really knowing how to behave around him. He looked like he'd aged ten years overnight.

"Hey, Bells." He murmured, hanging up his coat. "What's for dinner?" I opened and closed my mouth like a fish, realising I'd been too preoccupied to even think about food. Until then, I hadn't even realised I was hungry, but now I was aware of it, my stomach gurgled loudly. I clasped my hands over it and smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, I completely forgot - I've been with Jacob all day, I only just got back and I -"

"Don't worry kid, I know. Billy said. We'll order in pizza." Charlie ruffled my hair and walked past me towards the phone. I sighed and put my hair back into place. At least he didn't seem to suspect anything, even though to me I felt like I had the day's events tattooed on my forehead for the whole world to see. I followed Charlie in towards the living room and wondered if I should make conversation. I switched on the TV and when Charlie was done ordering, he came in and sat in an armchair, eyes fixed on the screen. Like me, he was comfortable in silence. I decided to make the most of it and I let myself relax.

After the pizza, I had been drifting off on the couch, and so Charlie didn't bat an eyelid when I said I was going to catch an early night. He grunted goodnight and I made my way upstairs, getting ready for bed. I climbed in and was asleep in moments.

I didn't wake till the morning, and all night I had vivid dreams of being in a fire, but a very, very pleasant fire that licked my body with its flames, and was comforting, and warm, and orange and red. When I showered the next morning, there was a lovebite on my hip that hadn't been there when I'd gone to sleep; that's how I knew Jacob had been with me.

A sweater hid the hickey, but I felt like Jacob had done it to personally spite Edward - the kind of bite that Edward wouldn't ever give.

*A/N I realise this chapter is incredibly short, hence why I put off posting it for so long. However, I decided that it was time to move on with the story, and so I decided that I would put it up, but would also write another chapter immediately so that you didn't feel too cheated. Enjoy the double update J*