Omg people. I'm so sorry that I've been gone for so long. I've been literally swamped with all kinds of AP Work for High school. I'm talking like six hours a night of homeworko. I apologize for making yall wait so long.

Ch. 11:

Bella, after receiving her morning shower, actually decided to blow dry her hair that morning. For some reason, she felt overly happy and bouncy. After spending about half and hour on her hair, about triple the time she normally would, Bella dashed back to her room only to find Edward gone and only a small note to explain his absence.

I will return in one hour, Love, to take you to see the mutt. Be careful while I'm gone.

Love you always,

Edward.

Bella grasped the note close to her heart as it fluttered with the intense love she felt for Edward in that moment. He was so perfect. Giggling and practically skipping out of the room, Bella made her way down stairs for some breakfast. Her stomach agreed.

"Morning Dad!" she greeted as the flounced into the kitchen. Her steps glided her to the fridge where she began to scour the cold machine for something edible besides fish. Charlie, noticing her overly happy attitude, gave her a suspicious look.

"What has you so chipper this morning?"

Bella, distracted from her loving thoughts, turned to him, "Hm? Oh I don't know. I just feel…happy. I feel like I could take on the world right now."

Charlie grinned, "Well it seems like your first night of training had some benefits huh?"

Bella blinked then smiled, "I'll say! It was so frustrating at first but then…it kinda got easier." It still was an awkward conversation to have with her father about all that had happened. The fact that he knew was enough to make Bella slightly uncomfortable discussing things about her inhumanity and Edward's vampirism.

Charlie raised his steaming coffee cup to his lips and said over the scalding tip, "Did Edward stay last night?"

Bella, once again taken by surprise, chocked on the small glass of Orange juice she was drinking. "Wh-what?!" she said through coughs.

"I know he normally stays at night with you Bella. I'm not stupid," Charlie said, gruffly.

Bella had a hand to her heart trying to stop coughing from the itching in her throat. She couldn't believe that her father had known all this time that Edward stayed in her room at night, and actually let him get away with it. Here she thought her father couldn't stand Edward. "How…how do you know that?"

"Bella, you are a terrible actress." Charlie sipped his coffee with a smirk.

"And yet…you let him…stay?" Bella asked.

"I trust that boy more than I could ever trust any other man with my daughter Bella. I know he treats you well. And I know it would be pointless to draw my gun to that son-of-a-gun."

She couldn't help but smile at that statement. It was true. Guns were powerless against the Vampire species. Bella turned back to her forging for food and eventually settled for some pop-tarts. Once the toaster was slowly warming the soft pastries, Bella settled in a comfortable spot on the counter to wait for them to finish. Charlie finished his coffee and placed it in the dishwasher. Before he made his way to the front door for his boots, he turned back to Bella and asked, "What's on the agenda for today Bells?"

She sighed, "I'm going to see Jake today."

Charlie grunted. "Good luck with that."

"Thanks." Bella giggled.

It was silent for a moment and then the sound of the toaster popping made Bella jump back into reality. Her plan to tell Jacob all that was currently changing was going to be one hell of a challenge. Jacob was definitely more hard headed than Emmett and more stubborn than Alice. It would be difficult to convince him that she really was a Chaotic Angel. She just hoped that Shana would be able help her.

Bella ate her pop tarts in silence, contemplating how to go about telling him. She wanted to tell Sam and the rest of the pack all together so that she wouldn't have to keep repeating the story over and over again. With a resigned sigh, Bella hopped off the counter and went upstairs to change into something more comfortable. As she changed she pondered what her next night of training would be like. It was sure to be something intense and interesting. From the thoughts of her training, the thoughts of her relationship with Edward followed. Bella began to envision their relationship once she learned how to conceal her scent. She felt herself become aroused as the moisture between her legs was any indication. She needed to fix that before Edward got back. But, as fate would have it, said Edward arrived at that very moment.

Bella quickly altered her thoughts to something a little less provoking and stared at Edward silently hoping he couldn't smell her wetness. "Edward." Bella whispered softly. Trying to pretend like nothing was wrong, Bella hastily made her way to him and hugged him around his middle, feeling the impressive stone abs that spread down his stomach. Edward said nothing. He just lowered his head to her neck and took a deep breath. Bella's heart picked up a frantic beating when she felt him stiffen slightly. Edward gently pulled away and gave her a look of wonder.

"Is something wrong?" Bella asked, her tone nervous.

He shook his head, "No nothing is wrong, but something isn't right. You smell…different."

Bella's face blushed crimson at his declaration. She knew what he was smelling. And, against her will, the wetness seemed to get worse from the intense gaze he had upon her. She didn't know if he was teasing her about not knowing what the smell was or if he was being honest. Her head fell against his chest in embarrassment.

"Bella?" his voice called. She heard him take another deep breath. "Hmm…you smell heavenly. But, what is it that's making you so delectable?"

Bella hardly managed to hold in a groan of both pleasure and frustration as Edward's hands began to draw sensual circles on her lower back. Her arousal was so acute now that it was almost painful. She needed to stop before it got to the point where she needed release. Bella had made a promise to herself a while back that her first orgasm would be from Edward and no one else, not even herself.

"It's probably nothing Edward," Bella said in attempts to quell his curiosity.

"No, no, no Bella," Edward hushed, "I want to know. I've definitely smelt this before, just it's different; stronger."

"Edward please! Let me go change," Bella begged.

"Why? You look fine right now."

If possible, her blush got deeper. "You're not helping my situation. In fact, Edward, you're making it worse." She hadn't meant to be so rude, but she couldn't stand the fact of him knowing how turned on she was right now.

Edward still refused to relinquish his hold he had on her waist. Instead, he let his head dip to her shoulder, then proceed to trail further south. His nose led him to the area right above her pants line. Bella was officially hyperventilating, not only from nervousness, but from the intense, unwanted, pleasure she was getting from this. Don't get her wrong, she loved the pleasure, just not the time.

The comprehension was apparent when she felt him stiffen with tension. The grip on her hips tightened slightly, a purr began to permeate the air. Slowly, Edward rose to his feet, a predatory gleam in his eyes. The gleam in his eyes bore right down to Bella's very core, in every since of the word.

"Bella." His voice an octave lower and much huskier.

Bella looked into his fierce, glowing with both fear and anticipation. Her mind was conjuring up a million different ways this situation could end. The room was filled with a pregnant silence. It was plainly obvious Edward was not breathing.

"Edward," Bella said, swallowing, "I'm…sorry?" She wasn't quite sure how to react to his gaze. It made her very uneasy.

The word "sorry" seemed to snap him out of his trance. Immediately, he inhaled deeply and groaned openly at the obvious smell of arousal he had finally realized was the delicious scent flowing off of Bella. He brought an icy hand to rest gently on the side of Bella's heated cheek. The temperature difference made her wince slightly, but she did not turn away. "You have nothing to be sorry for Love," Edward reassured, crooked smile perfectly in place.

"But…"

He shook his head. "No buts. I think you smell absolutely mouth watering. Do you have any idea how much I want to just ravish you right now?"

Bella's eyes shot open, her mouth dropped, and her face heated to a whole to meaning of red. She began to sputter absolute nonsense trying to regain what little since of self preservations she had left. It proved futile because Edward placed a gentle finger on her lips, affectively silencing her mumbling. "Isabella Swan, you have nothing to be embarrassed about."

"But Edward!" she whined, "It's not fair!"

It was now his turn to become a bit confused, "What's not fair Love?"

Her face lit up again, and her head shifted down. Edward lifted it back up with a finger. "Tell me Bella."

She took a deep breath, "It's not fair because…well…you can't do anything about it…at least not yet."

There was another extended silence with the two just staring at each other in wonder. Finally, Edward shook his head and chuckled. "Oh if only you knew Bella."

Her tone became irked, "If only I knew what?"

Edward leant in to where his lips gently grazed hers, "How much you truly affect me Bella. You have no idea how hard it is to resist when you plead with me; when you're standing here, dripping with arousal, when you provoke me! I can hardly deny you Bella, and it's torture."

By the time he was finished, he had her backed up with her back to the nearest wall, his arms on either side of her head, effectively trapping her within his presence. His sweet aroma filled her nostrils making her dizzy, his breath fanning her gently, making her swoon and sway on her feet. One of Edward's hands wrapped around her tiny waist to keep her up.

"Edward," her voice a small whisper.

He just gave a small purr like sound and sealed his lips over hers in a toe curling, mind blowing kiss. It was unlike anything Bella had ever experienced before in her life. Kisses with Edward were always so guarded. This kiss had no restraints. It was pure, unhinged love, lust, and passion.

Bella sighed, crossing the boundaries once again, and wrapped her arms around Edward's neck tightly, wove her fingers through his hair, and parted her lips on his. Only this time, Edward took no means of pulling away. He just continued to kiss Bella to the point of being mush in his arms. For a brief moment, Jacob crossed her mind, but the moment Edward's slick, sweet tongue touched hers, her only thoughts were, Fuck it, Jake can wait.

There ya have it. A little romance chapter. I swear, she will tell Jake in the next chapter. Once again, sorry for the wait. Thank you guys for being so patient with me.