AN: Charmie, thank you for putting up with my shit! And telling me the truth even if I get pissed about it. Yeah I'm a chick, sorry xoxo

Bellamadonna: Thank you for getting to this chapter so quickly, your fucking awesome.

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BPOV

The moment I left a seething Alice pacing what once was our place of joy but had since turned into a bit of a prison, I called Edward and told him to meet me at the 24 hour diner across town. He was reluctant at first, not really understanding why I needed to talk to him so urgently. But his fears were quelled the moment I wrapped my arms around him and just hugged him as if I could never him go. We took a seat in the far corner of the restaurant even though there was plenty of room to spread out; I leaned across the table, pushing my face near his and reveling in the closeness.

We ordered coffee and sat in relative silence as we doctored up our brews. I blew across the top of my steaming cup and noticed Edward's eyes trained on me, his mouth turned into a smile.

"What?" I said softly, wondering why he was looking at me so intently.

He breathed out a small chuckle and shook his head. "You amuse me," his gaze was intense and shone with adoration. "You literally just left my house, and here we are again," he leaned in close to me like he was about to tell me a secret. "I'm on to you."

"Really?" I mused, raising an eyebrow in inquiry.

"You can't get enough of me," he said with a nod.

"That's beside the point," I flashed a shy smile, flirting back with him. "If I just wanted to see you, I would have gone to your house and ravished your hot ass there," I met his flirting and raised the stakes a bit. "I had a real reason for calling you here, though."

"Ok," he said, crossing his arms across his chest therapist style. "What's up?"

I sighed deeply and sipped on my coffee. "Well, when I got home Alice cooked me dinner," I didn't think telling him the whole rose petal bath would be appropriate. "And well, I saw a huge clay print on the handle to her studio and I asked her who it belonged to. She said Jasper, and that's when I bailed."

"Wait, so you're upset at her?" he asked, his eyebrows coming together in confusion.

"Yes!" I said a little louder than I expected. "She got mad at me about reading an email from this guy, and then he is in our house when I'm gone?"

"Let me get this straight, Bella," he said with a serious undertone. "Alice had someone over, to her studio, and obviously they were working in clay. Which makes sense, by the way, she is an artist," he ran his fingers through his hair as his eyes strayed from mine, lost in thought. "And you are upset at her? Do you have any idea how that sounds?"

"What do you mean?" I said defensively.

"Bella, honey," he said softly as he reached for my hand. "You do realize you are upset at her for something that, frankly, sounds rather innocent to me," his fingers ran smooth lines across my palm. He reached up and stroked my cheek with pad of his thumb as he lowered his voice to a whisper. "But I think this is your guilty conscious playing tricks on you."

"What do you mean?" I asked as the saliva left my mouth in a fight and flight response, and I pulled my hand from his in a swift motion.

"Baby, don't get mad at me," he cooed, reaching for my hand but not catching it in time before I moved both hands to my lap. "Bella, come on now. Don't you see what your doing?"

"No, I don't," I said with finality. "Why don't you enlighten me."

"You're the one cheating. Not Alice."

The words rang in my head like a clock tower bell. Words I had yet to say to myself, though I knew them in my heart. The only problem was, I didn't know how to fix this. I couldn't leave Edward. Point blank, I couldn't be without him. I ached for him when he was away. I ached in a way I never felt for Alice. But it didn't make this right. What I was doing to Alice, I knew was wrong. She felt me pulling away from her lately, this was painfully obvious. I was causing her pain in a way no partner should cause pain.

Tears pricked my eyes as the guilt began to strangle my senses. Guilt for betraying Alice, and guilt for not being able to give Edward all he deserved.

His warm body scooting into the booth next to me lifted me from my thoughts, his natural dark scent soothed my heart in a gentle wave. He wrapped his arms around me and whispered words of apology and encouragement into my ear. He nuzzled my neck with his nose and peppered light kisses across my jaw.

"I know it's not easy to hear, honey, I know," he whispered as he drew me into his embrace. "It just happens to be the circumstances that brought us together. I'm not exactly a guiltless party here," he said with a sigh, he felt guilt too. "But I'm a selfish man, who wouldn't have changed a thing," he kissed the top of my head and hugged me tighter. "Not one thing."

"Not even when you fucked Angela right in front of me?" I said as I tried to lighten the mood. The last thing I came here for was to make Edward sad.

He raised his head and cocked an eyebrow at me. "Nice, Bella," he said with a head shake. "If you're trying to cheer me up, bringing up something as fucked up as that night is not going to do the job."

I palmed his face with both my hands and nuzzled my nose to his before placing a sweet kiss on the tip. "If I told you I came into the room that night to tell you I liked you, would that cheer you up?"

"Um, no Bella. Because you left in a fit of tears and stopped talking to me for at least a month," he said in a flat voice.

"Well shit, I'm just fucking everything up tonight," I whispered to myself. "I honestly don't know what's wrong with me. I feel more confused by the day," I admitted to myself and him at the same time. "But one thing I'm not confused about is the way I feel when I'm with you."

A smile returned to his face as the words registered in his mind. "You, Bella, are the sweetest woman I know," he said against my lips as he kissed me tenderly.

I closed my eyes and sighed lightly against his mouth. His breath tickled my nose making me smile against his lips. I pulled my head away, he opened his eyes and met my gaze.

"I better get back home and do damage control," I said softly, the words leaving my mouth and causing a tightness in my chest that I could only describe as separation anxiety.

Great, I'm a fucking two year old with separation anxiety! Yeah, I best keep that observation to myself.

He nodded his head, silently agreeing with me. He placed a five dollar bill on the table as he stood up, grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him. We sauntered to the exit, me trailing behind him and thoroughly enjoying the view afforded by his perfect ass.

As we got to the front door, I raised my head and casually looked to my left. I was surprised to find a man staring at me. Normally I wouldn't care if a good- looking man with gorgeous wavy blond hair was blatantly staring at me. In fact, I normally would take it as a compliment. But the way he continued to watch me, even as I noticed he was staring, just didn't seem right. And the look on his face was not one of appreciation. It was something else, something else entirely. If I were to try to judge, I would say it was a look of confusion. I smiled at him and quickly shook off the odd vibe I felt coming from him and exited after Edward.

He walked me to my car and held to door open for me as I slipped inside, which, well, was pretty fucking sweet. I waved goodbye as I pulled out of the parking lot. I was a woman on a mission to try to smooth things over with Alice. Well, at least make it so she wasn't quite as angry as before. Instead of walking in the house empty handed, I hurried through the market and picked up some mint chocolate chip ice cream, her favorite.

I felt the tension in the house before I even saw her which made my heart beat faster in dread for the altercation that was sure to come. I quietly walked into the kitchen, trying to dodge Alice's radar as I dished up two heaping bowls of ice cream and doused them with loads of whipped cream. I carried the bowls through the house while I searched for her. First I checked our bedroom, which was empty. The rose petals were gone and the bed was turned down on her side, but she wasn't in it. I padded down the hall to the living room and found her on the couch, looking incredibly pissed as she read a book.

"I was wondering if I was going to see you," she seethed keeping her eyes on her book. "Where the fuck did you go?"

"I got you ice cream," I said quietly, purposely avoiding her question. "Eat with me and we can talk?"

She placed her bookmark in her spot before closing the book and dropping her hands to her lap. Her eyes met mine and what I saw broke my heart. She had been crying. As much as I wanted to be with Edward, I was killing her in the process. And it was beyond selfish for me to keep doing this to her. My hands were tied and there was no breaking it. No matter what I did, someone would be left with a broken heart. And I couldn't be sure if that person was going to be me or one of the two most important people in my life.

"Alice, I'm sorry," my voice split the silence. "I jumped to conclusions, and that was…well…pretty fucking stupid."

"Have I ever given you a reason to question my loyalty, Bella?" her voice still upset, but I could tell she was slowly calming down.

"No," I said sheepishly.

She gave a forced smile as she reached for the bowl I was holding out for her. We sat in silence, with just the sound of metal spoons clanking the ceramic bowls. A beep from Alice's phone startled me and I jumped slightly.

She picked up the phone and clicked through the text message. Her eyes met mine briefly a moment before she closed the phone and handed it to me.

"Just so there's no secret," she said softly. "That was Jasper. And he is a friend of mine. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner," she motioned to her phone. "Look at the text, if you want to know what he said."

I shook my head no and gave her back her phone. "I trust you," I whispered. I trusted her, but not myself. I needed to tell her, but a part of me was too fucking scared of losing her friendship, her love that she gave to me so freely all those years ago. But what friendship would we even have without trust, there is no way she will trust me after this.

"He asked me if you were home," she began, a defeated tone in her voice. "I'm not even going to bother answering right now."

"Why would he ask if I'm home?" I asked out of curiosity. That seemed like an odd thing to ask.

She shrugged her shoulders and set her empty bowl on the coffee table. "I'm tired," she said looking defeated. "The night has been emotionally tiring." She stood up and walked in front of me, placing a hand on my shoulder before leaning down to kiss my cheek. "I forgive you. Before you were my lover, you were my friend. Don't ever forget that."

I watched her retreat to our bedroom and heard the door close before taking the bowls and loading them in the dishwasher. Her words lingered in my head, but a part of me was scared of the meaning. I rested my head on the couch and watched late night TV as I drifted off to sleep. That was the first night I had slept in our house away from Alice.

The week went by slowly. I spent my days in the office, balancing accounts and doing a stellar job as an accountant should. I didn't get to see Edward as much as I wanted. Lunch on Tuesday and Thursday was about all I saw of him, Alice would show up unannounced other days putting a kink in any plans to see Edward. Which was odd, she never did that kind of thing. Especially so often. Evenings were lonely and quiet. The strain in our relationship was evident by the nights on the couch, and the lack of joint meals.

Friday was a relief; I had the entire weekend to look forward to being with Edward… Alone.

I packed shorts, swimsuit, pants, sweaters, shirts, you name it. Alice believed us to be going hiking and camping, so I was sure to pack the tent in my trunk before heading out. I got in the car ready for my weekend, put the keys in the ignition and was about to back out when Alice popped out the door holding my sleeping bag.

"Don't you need this?" she asked as she waved it in the air holding on to just the strings that held the bag together.

"Um yeah," I said as I reached out the window grabbing the said bag. She waved me goodbye as I backed out the driveway.

After driving to Edward's, I turned the driver's seat over to him since this whole weekend was a complete mystery to me So I just sat back and relaxed. Ready for a weekend of no drama, no tears, and no regrets. I promised myself, after this weekend, I would fix things. I was going to tell Alice about Edward and me and accept any and all consequences.

It didn't take me long to recognize where we were headed - up the coast. We lived so close to the beach, but didn't often take the time to go there so I was excited at the prospect.

The drive was comfortable and I welcomed the quiet peacefulness with open arms. I rested my hand on Edward's thigh most the ride, paying extra attention to not going up too high. It had been a week since we were last intimate, and I knew we were both looking forward to being together again. We reached the city of Seaside after an hour-long drive and we steadily passed motel after motel. Just when I thought maybe he was finally going to stop, he just kept driving. Soon, we had traveled outside of the populated portions of town. Gift shops and candy stores gave way to tall pine trees and greenery.

I thought for sure we must be driving to the next coastal town as we drove south down the coastline when he suddenly slowed and turned down a small gravel road barely visible from the highway. The drive was steep and bumpy; my curious eyes raked the landscape and questioned Edward with a curious glance, earning only a slight chuckle.

After what seemed like forever, I saw it. A small log cabin nestled between luscious trees. Ivy cascaded down one of the outside walls giving it a rustic appeal. He parked the car in front and came round to my door to open it before I could reach the handle.

I yipped in surprise when he swooped me into a bear hug, effectively sweeping me off my feet. I threw my head back in laughter as I wrapped my legs around him. He growled as he roughly attached his mouth to mine, his tongue seeking my flavor. Our desire for one another was animalistic and frenzied as I clawed at the back of shirt and hastily threw it over his head.

I was shaking with anticipation by the time he opened the door, walked through, and then kicked it closed behind us. His shirtless body turned and pressed me against the door, his hands still holding my thighs, his hard erection burning against my heated core.

"Fuck, Bella," he hissed as he ripped my shirt over my head and removed my bra with one nimble move. "A week is too fucking long." I whimpered with lust as he brushed his teeth along my nipple. Our breathing was heavy, panting with need. "There's not going to be anything gentle about this."

I moaned at his words, feeling my pussy catch fire with desire. The need to have him inside me was beyond intense and these fucking clothes were in the way!

I pushed him off me as I dropped my feet to the floor. I gave him the most seductive look I could manage as I violently kicked off the rest of my clothing. He gave me a knowing smirk as he dropped his pants and greedily raked his eyes along my naked form. I moaned in approval as he pressed up against me and propped my legs around his waist and swiftly impaled me with his hard cock. His thrusts came hard and deep, filling me to the hilt. The texture of the wooden door behind me pressed into my back, most likely leaving marks, but I didn't care. All I cared about at this moment was Edward inside me.

"Fuck!" he groaned as his thrusts became so rough it almost hurt. But hell if I cared. I clawed at his back and whimpered as I felt my orgasm build. The sensation of the impending climax was electric, taking with it all ability to form coherent thought. I cried out as my body trembled with my orgasm. With two final thrusts he whispered in my ear as he came with abandon, "J'adore te voir jouir pour moi."

We slowly dropped to the floor, our strength drained from the forceful fucking. He smiled into my neck and whispered something I couldn't quite hear, but didn't really care about at this moment. A couple minutes later, he picked me up and delicately laid me on the bed.

"You stay here, and don't you dare get dressed," he warned. "I'm not even close to being done with you."

I smiled in response as I watched his sweet ass throw on his pants and disappear outside to get our bags. When he returned, I watched him pull several candles from his bag and light each one, placing them in multiple places around the room and illuminating the cabin in a warming glow. He undressed again, turning to lay next to me and looked at me nose to nose.

"I get to sleep with you," he whispered, his sweet breath washed over me and was heavenly.

"I know," I whispered and dipped in for a kiss.

He wrapped his arm around me and pressed the entire length of his body to mine. I hitched a leg over his and pulled him closer, feeling him harden against me. We made love so many times over the course of the night that it all morphed into one long erotic session peppered with an exhaustive break here and there. I was saddened when I became so sore that we had to take a break to give me time to recoup.

We slept in each others arms for the first time, sleeping well into the afternoon. Our sleep fueled by the intensity of just being together at night. We woke shortly past noon and left our little nest for a surprise he had planned.

We picked up chipotle burritos on the way before stopping in front of a dock along the waters edge. I groaned at the sight of a group of people boarding a large boat. That's when I knew he was going to make me go on that thing.

"All aboard!" he said with a grin as he leaned over and kissed my neck. I had enjoyed so much with this man in the last twelve hours, but his kiss still sent shivers down my spine.

"You can't be serious," I questioned as I pointed toward the boat. "Haven't you ever seen Deep Water or The Perfect Storm? Both based on true stories by the way, and neither had happy endings."

"One, you are going," he laughed as he tugged me toward the dock. "And two, it's a perfect day for whale watching."

"Whale watching?" I said with a groan. "I watch animal planet, I'm good mkay?"

"Come on, my little scaredy cat," he teased while he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me tight against him. "It'll be fun."

I groaned in defeat and boarded the boat along with eight other people. Most of them appeared to be couples, including a grey haired couple that looked old enough to be grandparents and turned and smiled at us. The boat rocked with the waves as it left the dock, taking my stomach with it every time it took a bounce.

"I think I'm getting seasick," I groaned, clutching my stomach in hopes of settling it.

"Here," Edward said as he guided me to sit next to him. "Put your head between your legs and breath deep."

I stayed like this until the boat finally stopped moving. The gentle waves of the calm ocean showed mercy on my quivering stomach. We walked to the edge of the deck and watched for some time for some sort of life. A couple sea lions later, we headed back to shore as I resumed my head between legs position.

"Thank god," I said dramatically as we stepped off the boat. "Dry land!"

He cuddled up to me again and led me to the car. He drove us to the beach were we walked hand in hand, romantic-movie style, along the shore. I now knew why movies used this as a romantic gesture.

We showered together at the cabin and dressed for dinner. He took me to Kyllo's, a restaurant stilted above the beach overlooking the ocean. He ordered us lobster and steak and indulged himself by hand-feeding me piece by lovely piece.

He pulled off a chunk of lobster and dunked it in the melted butter, slowly placed it in my mouth. I closed my lips quickly on his fingers and sucked the butter off. A small drip of butter trailed down my chin and I raised my napkin to wipe it off. He stopped my hand and licked his lips.

"Wait, let me get it," he said in a sultry voice. Dipping his head closer and licked up my chin. I moaned at the sensation and felt the wetness seep onto my panties. "I wanted to feed you dessert, but fuck it! If we stay any longer, I'll have to take you right here on this table. But that's not in my plans," he moved his mouth directly above my ear causing me to shiver at the lust in his voice. "Let's get out of here so I can make love to you properly."

No need to tell me twice, I was up and ready to go in a heartbeat. He grabbed my hand as he hastily paid for dinner and practically sprinted to the car. He kept a possessive hand on my leg the entire drive, randomly squeezing along the way.

Once back in the cabin, he stared at me for a moment. His face was so expressive, the adoration in his eyes shone like a ray of sunshine. It was exquisite to be looked at like that.

He slowly undressed, taking his time until I was completely nude before he gently laid me on the bed. He undressed with less grace and lay down next to me. I rolled to my side and faced him while his hand lightly grazed down my body, ending at my hip. He placed a closed mouth kiss on my lips and stared in my eyes.

"I'm going to make love to you tonight," he whispered against my lips. "And then we are going to sleep because I'm waking you up before dawn."

Too lost in his aura to even begin to register his words, I opened my mouth and lazily sought after his tongue with mine. We kissed passionately for some time; our hands patrolled each others body, enjoying the feel of each other. When the ache between my legs became too great, I reached down to his erection and tugged on it. He moaned into my mouth as I smoothed my hands up and down the length of him.

"I want to be inside you so bad it aches," he breathed between kisses. He took the words right out of my mouth. "Get on top of me."

Beyond eager, I slung my leg over him and sat up, straddling him. I looked at him confused when he shook his head no and pulled me to him.

"Lay on top of me with your back against my chest," he breathed. God he was sexy when he was so turned on by me he could barely speak. I followed his lead and turned over laying my head back on his shoulder, his breath tickling my ear. He reached down and spread my legs slightly and lined his cock up to my entrance. The intimacy of this position was erotic, to say the least.

He guided himself inside me then guided my hips in a rocking motion against him. This position allowed his hard length to rub, repeatedly, against that most sensitive spot inside me. The orgasm I experienced was the most intense yet, and I could have sworn I saw fireworks. This pose was relaxing and tender, he rained kisses along my neck and whispered sweet words in my ear and he slid in and out of me. His breathing hitched when I reached down to rub on my clit, eliciting gasps of pleasure from both our mouths. We came in unison with heavy grunts before I rolled off him and cuddled into his side and promptly fell fast asleep.

"Bella," he cooed into my ear, awakening me from a hard sleep. "Bella, love, its time to get up."

I groaned in defiance and pulled my pillow over my head. "Just five more minutes."

"We don't have time to waste," he was far to chipper this morning to have spent so much energy on sex this past weekend.

I groaned the entire time I dressed, but did it anyway. He led us out the door, flashlight and blanket in hand. The air was cool and misty, and the sun had yet to rise. He led me behind the cabin and up a slight incline. It was still pretty dark, so I clung to him and let him lead the way. When we came to a stop, he spread the blanket on the ground and ushered me to sit next to him.

I could hear the ocean loudly, like I was right next to it. The waves crashed to the shore in a wonderful melody of crash and retreat. It wasn't long before the sun started coming up, peaking at us over the horizon and shining light onto the beautiful hidden cove we were perched above. The sight was breathtaking, utterly gorgeous.

"I wanted to bring you here and watch the sun rise," he said softly as he pulled me to sit in front of him, pulling me to rest against his chest and wrapping his arms around me.

"It's beautiful, Edward," I said with awe in my voice. "Thank you for this weekend. I couldn't have asked for anything better." I turned my head to him and kissed his lips. I had never felt so close to him as I did at this very moment.

"You are the light of my day, the stars of my night, Bella," he whispered in my ear. "I can't even find words to tell you how happy you make me."

I felt the same way. I was happy in the little bubble we had created during this weekend. We watched the saltwater crash against the sand until our stomachs growled in protest and we knew it was time to head back home. As we packed our things in the car, I was lost in thought. We had become impossibly closer, and I would have done anything to keep it that way. My mind was made up, and I knew what I had to do. It was my time to 'shit or get off the pot'.

AN:Translation confirmed by a french speaking resident from France. (thank you Oo Livia Cullen oO)

"J'adore te voir jouir pour moi" - I love to watch you come for me

The title to this chapter is named after the incredibly hot sexual position found in this chapter. For a visual, google "pearly gates sexual position"

How was that? A little fluff since several of our favorite authors are drowning us in angst lately. Next chapter we will find out what Alice was up to while Bella was gone. Think she talked with Jasper? Want some Jasper POV? Let me know in your review. Otherwise it will just be A/B POV next chappie.

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I will leave you with this to ponder. Ever heard the statement "the calm before the storm". I have. That is all.