AN: thanks to my Beta's rachelcullen77 and qjmom!! xoxo! Check our their stories!

Okay so I know I left a major cliffy in my AN in the last chap. As promised all will be reveiled in this chap, some of you will be happy, others.. might not be. but hopefully that's not true.

p.s. i ate an entire box of rainbow nerds while writing this. :)

"Let's go out and celebrate," she suggested, hoping to allow Emmett more time with Rose. Bella shrugged her shoulders and agreed, even though she was already good and liquored up. Edward nodded compliantly, always hoping for a chance to be around Bella.

"Fuck yah! Let's go celebrate!" Rose gave Emmett a high five, her face beaming with joy. She had had a good feeling about today, a really good feeling.

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Last night:

"Don't you remember you told me you loved me Baaaabby? You said you'd be coming back this way again, baby. Baby, baby, baby, baby, oh Baby! I looove you, I really do." Bella and Alice were loudly singing classic hits, currently the Carpenter's, into the microphone at Trader Todd's.

Bella took the mic off the stand to sing the next verse, swaying back and forth to the music. Her hair, now uncovered by the hat Edward had removed earlier, fell over her face. Glancing up to the audience, she spotted Edward standing next to Emmett and began to sing.

"Loneliness is such a sad affair. And I can hardly wait to be with you again." Bella looked up at him from beneath her dark lashes. He was leaning against the bar and smiling at her with his crooked smile. He watched her as she sang directly to him. It was a moment that went unnoticed to all others who watched her perform; they were just simple by-standers, oblivious to the chemistry that was bubbling under the surface.

"What to say to make you come again. Come back to me again, and play your sad guitar." She beckoned with her finger and winked before strutting back to Alice to finish the chorus. Edward had been teasing her all day, and it was time for revenge.

"Don't you remember you told me you loved me Baby?" Their cheeks pressed against one another as they sang. Bella and Alice finished the song and the bar erupted with cheers and laughter.

They walked off the stage and joined the rest of the gang. Jasper pulled Alice under his arm and gave her a big sloppy wet kiss.

"Good job, Bella." Rose smiled and laughed. Bella grabbed her Long Island Iced Tea and took a big sip, letting out a sigh. Edward smiled as he watched her pass by.

"Thanks. So who's next?" she asked, looking only at Edward when she spoke. Emmett hooted loudly and took a small step back.

"No way, not me! You'd all go deaf if I sang in public," he laughed. Rose rolled her eyes and smiled as she chewed on her straw.

"What about you, Edward?" Bella asked, full of liquid courage. Edward chuckled and raked his hands through his hair.

"Um… I don't know about that," he said sheepishly.

"Well, if you don't think you're man enough then, don't worry about it," Bella teased him lightly, bringing up the fact Edward thought himself more of a man than Jacob. She held the straw of her drink lightly between her lips, before wrapping them around it seductively and drawing a sip. Edward narrowed his eyes and walked off towards the stage without a word.

"Oh my God, he's going to fucking do it!" Emmett nudged her as Edward took the stage. He leaned over to the DJ and whispered something to him, before grabbing a stool and sitting down in front of the microphone.

"Okay everyone, why don't we give Edward a warm welcome!" the DJ spoke over the loud speakers in the bar. A few people turned and clapped for him, a bit intrigued. Edward adjusted the mic stand to his seated height and winked at Bella.

"This song goes out to a Beatles fan," he spoke softly into the mic and tapped his foot to the beat. Closing his eyes, he began to sing.

"Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me, I don't want to leave her now. I know I believe and how." Edward looked up at Bella and winked again. The lights of the bar were dark and colorful. Bella felt her stomach flip again for about the hundredth time that day as Edward's deep voice resounded throughout the room.

"Somewhere in her smile she knows, that I don't need no other lover. Something in her style that shows me. I don't wanna leave her now. I know I believe and how."

Bella gulped when the tempo picked up and he stood to his feet and firmly grabbed the mic stand with two hands. He bore his eyes straight into hers as he sang her the lyrics, "You're asking me will my love grow, I don't know, I don't know. You stick around now it may show. I don't know, I don't know."

Edward sat back down on the stool, and closed his eyes again, "Something in the way she knows. And all I have to do is think of her. Something in the things she shows me, I don't wanna leave her now. I know I believe and how." Bella clutched her chest, her heart pounding wildly as Edward finished the song. The bar erupted with cheers, and Edward stood to leave, keeping his gaze only on Bella. She watched him move towards her, and her knees gave out a little.

Emmett and Jasper patted him on the back and the girls praised him for his performance. Bella remained silent off to the side, unable to speak yet. When everyone else seemed otherwise occupied, Edward stepped beside her, and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

"I know I believe…and how," he spoke just barely above a whisper, his lips grazing her ear. Bella let out a small moan; that was it, that was the last straw. She was on a fast train to hell at that point, and needed to leave, now. She stepped away from Edward and ran over to Rose and Alice, pulling them aside.

"What's up, Bella?" Rose asked sweetly. She was in a great mood, Bella noted.

"I'm not feeling well and I'm tired, I think I'm going to head back." She told them the first excuse she could think of.

"Oh, well we can come with you," Alice said with a concerned look on her face.

"No, no. Stay here and have a good time. I'll catch a cab and I'll be fine. I... I got to go," she insisted and stepped away before running out of the bar. Rose and Alice shrugged their shoulders at each other, and turned back to their respective dates.

Edward watched as Bella darted off without a backward glance. What the fuck just happened? He thought. He swore that they had exchanged a moment, was he wrong? He pulled Alice aside quickly to get more information.

"What's wrong with Bella? Where did she go?" Edward asked with a concerned look flashing through his eyes.

"She didn't feel well, so she left," she told him plainly. Edward was confused. Did she really not feel well? Or was it an excuse? He thought to himself, and knew he needed to find out.

"And no one is taking her home?" he shouted, stomping towards the exit before letting Alice answer. He shot out of the bar and looked left and then right, spotting Bella trying to hail a cab at the corner.

"Bella!" he shouted and jogged over to her. She spun around to face him; her brown eyes were glossy. Edward felt his heart sink when he saw her worried face. Looking up at him, she was unable to speak. They stood for a moment, about a foot between them both, wordlessly.

Stepping towards her, Edward grasped her by the arms firmly and pulled her body against his.

"Bella," he said much softer this time.

"Edward…I'm so confused," she whispered, shaking her head. "We…you…I…shouldn't—"

Edward didn't want to hear it; he couldn't let her stop what was happening between them. He silenced her the only way he knew how. His mouth crashed over hers and Bella let out a surprised gasp. His lips teased and danced over hers; he pulled her tighter into his arms.

"Bella…Bella…Bella…" he muttered in between kisses. His lips moved, allowing access into her mouth and he groaned when he tasted her, their tongues dancing and moving together as one.

Bella forgot everything in that moment, except for Edward Cullen: Edward's smell, Edward's taste, Edward's scruff as it grazed across her face.

"Bella, please. I need more," he muttered into her mouth. She nodded in reply. Still attached by the lips, Edward raised his hand to hail a cab and only broke away for a moment as they climbed inside.

Edward spat out Bella's address quickly to the cab driver. They sat side by side; breathing heavily, Bella gazed longingly at Edward. He growled and pulled her quickly into his lap, so that she was straddling him. He grasped her long brown hair, and kissed her passionately, his other hand roaming up the side of her body.

He teased and nipped at her lips, then moved towards her jaw bone, swirling his tongue firmly over her skin and sealing it with a kiss. Overcome with lust, Bella leaned back to allow him more access, and hit her head on the plastic divider.

"Fuck!" she cried out, and grabbed her head as Edward worked over her neck and jaw bone.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing back there? This cab is not a brothel!" the cabbie shouted at them. Edward growled and bit lightly at her neck, before tearing himself away for a moment.

"I'll give you a hundred dollar tip if you keep your eyes on the road and not the rear view mirror. Now shut the fuck up," he spat at the cab driver. The driver muttered something off in his native language and quieted down.

Edward looked up and down at Bella; her hair was all in disarray, lips swollen from kissing, and eyes full of need. He took a staggering breath in, and kissed her again. He needed her like water, she was addictive and he couldn't get enough. Bella ran her hands up and down his chest, feeling the hard flesh that lay beneath the thin fabric. Every time she ran her hands up and down, they got a little lower, braver, until they reached his pants waist. She trailed her fingers along the hem of his waist, teasing and feeling the hot skin beneath.

"Oh God," Edward muttered into her mouth at her touch. He was grasping and roaming his hands widely over her body. "This fucking sweatshirt has got to go," he said, pulling it over her head. Leaning back, he took a moment to take in what she was wearing beneath the lumpy Bears sweatshirt; a thin white tank top, thin enough that he could make out the black bra that she had on underneath.

"You are going to be the death of me, Ms. Swan. From the moment I spilled hot coffee all over you, I've wanted to do this," he said, licking his lips. He moved his hands towards her back and unclasped her bra. With an expert like skill, he pushed each strap over her arms, and then pulled the bra down from underneath her tank. His eyes never left her chest, as he made out the hard pink nipples that shone through the thin white top. Reaching out with one hand, he cupped her breast and leaned down to capture the other in his mouth.

Bella let out a moan as Edward swirled his tongue around her nipple, making the fabric of her shirt very wet and see-through. Switching, he moved to the other side and repeated the action. Bella shivered when he blew softly over the wet fabric and inadvertently ground against his hips.

It was then, when the cab pulled in front of Bella's apartment, that they were ripped from their actions.

Edward threw the driver his money, and lifted Bella off his lap to exit the cab. Not letting her feet touch the ground for even a moment, he scooped her up in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist.

Bella grasped at his bronzed hair as he kissed her, walking up the steps to the door.

"Key…in lock," he muttered into her mouth. Holding onto Edward for support, Bella managed to get her keys out to open the door, before Edward hastily shoved them through the threshold of the door, kicking it shut behind them.

"Finally," she sighed. Edward pushed her tank up and pulled it over her head. Grasping at her chest, he suckled fiercely as he shuffled his way over to the stairs, and tripped at the first step. Their bodies collapsed against the stairs; Bella let out a giggle as she lay topless on the stairs, clad only in skinny jeans. Grabbing him by the neck, she pulled Edward back for a kiss. At the contact, Edward groaned, and ground his pelvis against hers. Feeling his erection through his jeans, Bella reached down between them.

"Who the fuck wears button fly jeans?" Bella groaned into Edward's mouth, as she struggled to work his pants. Edward grunted and pulled at the denim, yanking them open for Bella. Covered only by boxer briefs, his erection sprang forth and he began to grind against her again. His movements sent a flood of moisture between her legs as Edward became more vigorous with his tempo.

"Ouch, Edward," Bella let out a whimper. Startled, Edward pulled back. Her face had a look of pain across it.

"I'm sorry, what did I do?" he asked.

"Ah, not you, the stairs. They are hurting my back," Bella told him, as she tried to adjust position. Instead, Edward scooped her up in his arms, bridal style and carried her up the stairs.

"What door?" he asked when they reached the top landing.

"This one," Bella told him, pointing to the far door on the right.

"Perfect." Edward swung the door open to Bella's room. In the dark night, the room looked cold, sterile and empty. The windows were covered with a sheer white cloth; the room was lit from the glow of the city, giving it an eerie feeling. Edward set Bella down at the end of her bed, and walked over to the other side.

Edward took a moment to take it all in and stared at Bella, her eyes wide as she watched him. The silence in the room was deafening; he could hear his heart beating wildly. Spotting a CD player, he walked over to turn on some music.

"What do we have here?" he asked, pressing play. The smooth gentle tone of a trumpet crescendo softly sounded through the speaker.

He let out a small chuckle when he realized the song, I fall in love too easily, and moved towards the bed.

"It's Miles Davis," Bella said softly into the cool night. He nodded at her with his wide crooked smile, and pulled his shirt over his head. Bella gasped as she took in Edward's half naked body.

"I know, it's perfect," he said slowly, walking towards her. Standing over her, he looked down at her wide brown eyes, his chocolate brown eyes; they were his and nobody else's. He cupped her face and leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on her lips. Deepening the kiss, he pushed her back on the bed, and crawled over her body.

With a sudden sense of urgency, Bella pulled him down against her and ground her hips against his.

"Edward," she panted. He sensed her need, covering her with kisses all over her face and neck. He pushed at the waist of his jeans, and shoved them down. He stepped out of them, and crawled back up between Bella's legs. He locked eyes with her as he slowly undid her buttons.

"Is this okay?" he asked. Bella nodded and he pulled her tight pants down slowly, revealing her tiny black thong. Once he'd crawled back over her, skimming her waist with his hands, he trailed his fingers over her body in tune with the music. He was falling for Bella, far too easily. The passionate melody of the song overcame him and he kissed her with all the passion he could convey.

He fingered at the waistband of her thong as he kissed her. He was completely consumed by her. Everything felt right, natural with Bella. The lingering ending note of the trumpet echoed through the room, and he stilled his hands at her waist. The next song began to play and Edward slowly tugged at the elastic, pulling the fabric over her long lean legs. He placed a kiss on her foot when he'd completely removed it. His eyes immediately went to her beautiful center, spreading her legs wider for a better view.

Without hesitation, Edward needed to taste Bella; he felt he would die if he didn't. He leaned forward and lapped at her wet core. Letting out a moan at his ministrations, Bella yanked at his bronzed hair pulling him closer. He swirled his tongue over her clit, and plunged two fingers into her channel.

Bella arched her back, her cries echoing into the dark room, and resounding over the crooning jazz music. It had been far too long since she had been with someone. She reached down to where Edward was performing his masterpiece, and gently tugged him away. Edward glanced up at her from between her legs, breathing heavily and his eyes looking dark with need.

"I need…" Bella tried to stammer out. Edward hastily removed his boxer briefs and slid on a condom from his wallet. Propping up on her forearms, Bella watched him as he stood before her, in all his glory. She had dreamed of it a dozen times before and never imagined it would be like this. The blue glow of the city that lit the room illuminated Edward, making him look cool and pale, like a statue. The shadows accentuated the muscles of his long lean form. He crawled over her, nestling himself between her thighs, and brushed against her entrance. Bella felt dizzy, feeling drunk on Edward Cullen.

Leaning forward Edward cradled her head in his arm, and leaned in for a passionate kiss as he pushed inside. Her cries were captured in his mouth as he rocked into her. Bella grasped onto him, and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. Edward fiercely needed her; he pressed against her body, connecting in every way possible. He felt his heart wrenching as he heard her cries of need, and answered every call. When he felt her come, Edward gave himself completely over to her, pouring himself out.

That night without realizing it, Edward made love to Bella.

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"Where did Edward go?" Emmett asked Rose, as he took out his phone. She glanced around the bar and shrugged her shoulders.

"To take Bella home, she wasn't feeling well," Alice leaned over to inform him.

"Oh, okay," said Emmett, flipping his phone shut. He turned back to Rose who was chewing on her straw. "Can I get you another drink?" he asked her politely.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?" she teased him and winked.

"Uh, no! I would never," Emmett stuttered out.

"I'm just teasing you." Rosalie tried to pacify him, and placed her hand gently on his arm, letting it linger for a moment. She glanced over to Alice, who was sitting in Jasper's lap. Their foreheads were touching as they exchanged whispers and kisses. Rose sighed as she watched their interaction; she had never had a relationship like the one they shared and placed herself in the "I'm not having a serious relationship box." They were completely consumed with one another, and oblivious to the world around them.

Rose sighed again and turned back to Emmett." You want to get out of here?"

Emmett placed his drink on the table and shot up.

"Um…sure!"

Rose chuckled at his eagerness

"Not like that, I meant for like a walk or something." She rolled her eyes.

"Of course." Emmett nodded quickly.

"Hey, Alice. We're going to go for a walk." She leaned over to tell her friend. Alice giggled and nodded.

"I'll be at Jasper's tonight," she replied and swatted at him for kissing her neck while she spoke.

"Okay, see you," Rose said goodbye and held out her hand for Emmett. He smiled widely before grasping it in his own and following her out of the bar.

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When Bella awoke later that morning, she was greeted by a friendly poke on the back of her leg. Edward still had his arms locked around her like a straight jacket, his hand lingering over her breast. Unwilling to move, Bella stared across her room at her closet, for what seemed like hours. Silently she listened to the steady breathing of Edward as he slept. His face nuzzled against her hair; she could feel his warm breath against her neck. He groaned and shifted in his sleep and began to mutter inaudible words. Bella remained still, trying to make out what he was saying, although it was mostly grunting and groaning. The noises he was making sent a rush of liquid pooling between her thighs. It was when he muttered her name, Bella, that she lost it.

Bella let out a low moan and pressed her backside against Edward. She wiggled her butt a little until she was able to reposition him between her thighs. While Edward slept and groaned, Bella gently rubbed herself back and forth against his cock. Needing more friction, she snaked her hand down between them and pushed his cock between her folds, rubbing her moisture over him for easier gliding. Becoming more desperate with her movements, Bella used Edward to rub against her, pushing him more firmly at her entrance before he grazed up to her clit. Each time she let out a small moan, as he passed on by. Bella wanted Edward, needed Edward.

Repositioning her hand, Bella took Edward's member and swirled it against her entrance, she was just about to rub against it again, when she felt his hips jerk and he slammed into her. Bella cried out as Edward grabbed her hips and began to thrust quick and hard into her.

"So, you thought you'd have a little fun with me then?" he whispered into her ear, biting at it lightly. "I was just dreaming about fucking you, to wake up to you almost fucking me."

Bella whimpered, unable to respond. Edward snaked his hand around to Bella's front and down to her clit. He circled it between his two fingers as he continued to thrust into her from behind.

"Hmm, Bella," Edward breathed out heavily. He wrapped his arm around her, and rolled onto his back, taking her with him in the same position. Bella lay on her back against Edward's chest, her face pressed against his. He thrust quickly into her, and ran his hand down her side, helping to keep her balance. The change in position made Bella feel exposed, and wonderful. Edward rocked beneath her and continued his motions. He brought one hand back to her clit and continued to work her over.

"Fuck, Bella. I want to fuck you all day." He bit and licked at her ear. Bella reached behind her and ran her hands through Edward's hair.

"Please?" she asked, not knowing what for. Her whole body was in ecstasy, on the brink. Her breathing was becoming erratic. Edward quickened his motions, willing Bella to come before him.

"Edward, oh God," Bella cried out, as her body quaked over and over as he continued to rock beneath her. Edward thrust into her hard and fast several more times as she rode out her orgasm, triggering his own.

Bella collapsed against his body, and Edward wrapped his arms around her. Rolling them back over to the side, Edward turned Bella around to face him; he needed to see those chocolate eyes; those eyes that had done him in. He kissed her sweetly and sighed, full of contentment.

"Let's go get breakfast," he suggested hearing her stomach rumble. "I'll call us in for the day."

"Okay, but only under one condition," she blushed.

"And what's that?" he asked, pushing a small piece of hair away from her face.

"You don't touch any ketchup bottles," she laughed as he rolled over her, and began to tickle her.

"Oh really?" he teased, as he pinned her beneath him, tickling and kissing her all over. Bella laughed hysterically, trying to control herself.

"Edward, please! Stop!" she begged, gasping for air.

"I don't know, I like hearing you beg my name," he chuckled as he continued to tickle her.

"Please, Edward!!" she laughed. He slowed his motions and kissed her one last time sweetly on the lips.

"Fine," he smiled. "Get dressed! Let's go eat!" he said as he sprang naked off the bed.

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AN: bow wow chica wow wow!!! OoOOOOoOOO! So it finally happened.. finally. For all you who wanted to punch me through your computer last chapter, I asked that in light of this turn of events to leave me a review! Sorry I did'nt get to respond to all of them! i didn't want to give anything away!

and to those who read and don't review, come on! give me something, even a smiley face will do!