I lay across Edwards's chest under his shirt. He was playing with a strand of my hair. We had been laying in silence for about twenty minutes. The sun was just setting and it made the meadow look even more beautiful.

"Can I ask you something about your ten best nights?" I asked breaking the silence.

"Sure." He said with a smile in his voice.

"Did your number one change?" I asked hopefully.

"No."

"It didn't? Did this make your top ten?" I asked confused.

"Oh yes. Number two to be exact."

"Why not number one? This is the best night of my life."

"I can only propose once. You can only say yes once. And, if I'm assuming correctly-and I really hope I am-this wasn't a one time thing." He said.

"Oh." I said as I understood. "You assumed correctly. Trust me there will be more."

"Good. Did I hurt you?" he asked.

"Nope. I'm in perfect condition. See, you didn't need to worry." I said.

"Are you hungry?" he asked. I hadn't realized that my stomach was making noises.

"Yes." I said quietly. He handed me my pants and quickly put his clothes on. I searched the ground for my shirt but couldn't find it. "Where's my shirt?" I asked Edward.

"Oh yeah. It sort of got ruined. Here," he said and handed me his shirt. "Wear mine." I hadn't noticed that Edward was wearing a t shirt under his other shirt.

"I put the shirt on quickly and hopped on Edwards back. When we got to the car, Edward took out his phone and called Esme, telling her to make some food. I could smell the food through the window as we arrived at the house.

"Nice shirt, Bella." Emmett said when we walked through the door. I had forgotten that I was wearing Edwards's shirt. I turned a deep shade of red. Edward took me away from Emmett and into the kitchen. Esme already had food on the table.

"Why are you wearing Edwards's shirt?" Esme asked me.

"There was a little mishap." Edward answered for me. He could tell I was embarrassed about it.

"Oh." Esme said as she left the kitchen. Edward sat in the seat next to me with one arm around my shoulders.

"Does everyone already know?" I whispered.

"Yes." He said.

"Ugh." I groaned.

"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"It's embarrassing." I shrieked. "It should have just been between us. Now it's not special anymore."

"Of course it was. It was our first time." He said.

"I'm glad my first time was with you." I said quietly.

"Me too." We sat in silence while I finished my food. When I was done Edward carried me upstairs. I took my pants off but left Edwards's shirt on as I walked over to him and sat on his lap. He cradled me in his arms. I twisted my head around so that I could press my lips to his snow cold neck. He shifted so that we were lying on the pillows. I locked my lips to his and pulled his shirt over his head in one movement. Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Go away, Alice." Edward said against my lips.

"Come on. I have to talk to Bella." She begged. Edward reluctantly broke our kiss.

"Fine. What is it, Alice?" he said as Alice opened the door. I pulled the blanket over my legs.

"Is Charlie coming to the wedding?"

"I don't know. I told him to call if he was." I said. A look of disapproval crossed Alice's face.

"Didn't Carlisle tell you not to?" Alice asked Edward.

"Go, Alice." Edward said. I tilted my head back and stared at the ceiling.

"But…"

"Go." He demanded. Alice slammed the door and left. "What are you thinking about?" he asked me a moment later.

"Nothing." I said.

"That's a first. You're always thinking about something."

"Actually I was. I was thinking about you." I said. His lips captured mine as I turned my head to look at him.

"Edward, can I speak to you for a moment?" Carlisle said form the other side of the door.

"Forget it. I'm going to sleep." I said as I turned around and closed my eyes.

"What is it? Can it wait until tomorrow?" Edward asked annoyance clear in his voice.

"That depends on what you are doing right now."

"Nothing. Bella is gong to sleep."

"I'll talk to you tomorrow then." I could hear Carlisle's footsteps getting quieter as he got further away.

"Bella," he said as he kissed my shoulder. "We're alone now."

I didn't say anything.

"Bella, come on." He begged. He slowly ran one hand up my leg and stopped at my waist. I had to concentrate on keeping my breathing even as he started to unbutton the bottom of my shirt.

"I know you're not sleeping." He said, seductively as he finished unbuttoning the shirt. He started to pull the right sleeve off of my arm. My breathing was ragged as his cool breath washed over my face. I thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest as he kissed my shoulder and my neck. His hand traced circles on my stomach. I couldn't take anymore. I stopped his hand and turned around. My lips crushed his. The last thing I saw was Edward with a victory smile flashing across his face.

I awoke to find Edward staring at me. I was lying in the circle of his arms.

"Why are you staring at me?" I asked. He was making me self conscious.

No reason. I'm just thinking about how incredibly lucky I am."

"I'm lucky." I said, snuggling closer to him. "I got you. I shouldn't get that and this. It's not fair." I said.

"Let me be the judge of what's fair." He said as he kissed me. I pulled away a couple minutes later.

"You know, you really shouldn't do that to people." I said. He looked at me confused.

"What are you talking about?" he asked.

"Last night when I was pretending to sleep. You're so good at everything. I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest." I said as a smirk came onto his face.

"I'm good at it?"

"Yes. You're good at driving me crazy."

"How?" he whispered in my ear as he stroked my arm. He bent his head down to kiss my neck.

"That." I said. "You're driving me crazy." I said. He laughed against my shoulder.

"Get up before I'm tempted to drive you crazy some more." He said. He got out of bed and got dressed in one fluid movement.

"Where's your shirt?" I asked searching the bed.

"It's underneath you. Why do you like my shirt so much?" he asked. I put my arms through the sleeves and buttoned it quickly.

"It's big and comfortable." I said a moment later. He sat next to me on the bed and pulled me into his arms.

"It looks good on you." He said.

"Really?" I asked incredulously.

"Yes. Get some pants on and we'll go downstairs so you can eat." He said. I went to my bag and searched for something to wear. I found a pair of shorts and decided that they would have to do. I slipped them on and it looked like I wasn't wearing anything but the shirt. I decided that it didn't matter as I took Edward's hand and started walking downstairs.

Edward made me some waffles and sat in the chair next to me. For someone who didn't eat food, he could cook.

"These are good. Where did you learn to cook?" I asked.

"Television." He answered.

"When do you watch television?" I had never seen him watch television that much. That might have been because he was always with me.

"When I'm bored." I took a couple more bites before I spoke again.

"Where is everyone?" I asked.

"Alice, Esme, Rosalie, and Jasper are in the living room. Carlisle is working and Emmett went driving."

"Oh." I murmured.

"Bella," Alice said as she appeared in the doorway. "Be prepared. Charlie is on his way here. He'll be here in three minutes."

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know." She said apologetically. Alice left quietly while I stared at my hands.

"Are you done eating?" Edward asked quietly.

"Yes." He took my plate and put it in the sink. There was a knock on the door. Edward opened the door and led Charlie into the kitchen. He made a disgruntled face when he looked me over. Edward came and sat next to me again. Charlie sat in the chair across from us. I waited for him to say something.

He didn't say anything.

"What do you need, dad?" I asked annoyed. He reached into his pocket a pulled out a piece of paper. It was our wedding invitation.

"I'll come to your wedding and… I want you to come home. I'll try to be more understanding."

"Why? Why do you want me home?"

"You're my daughter. Why wouldn't I want you home?" he said.

"You don't want me home. You just want me home so I have to follow your rules."

"No I don't! I swear that I will try to be more understanding."

"Fine. I'll come home later." I said. Charlie got up and headed for the door.

"Why do you have to go home?" Edward asked after Charlie closed the door.

"No privacy. Everyone's always bugging us. It'll just be easier."

"He won't even let me in the house." He said.

"If he doesn't then I'll be right back here." I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"What time are you going to go home?"

"Maybe four. That should be long enough and it will give us plenty of time." He didn't give me a chance to finish my thought. He had already scooped me up into his arms. My legs were locked around his waist as he ran up the stairs. I didn't know if anyone had seen us go upstairs but I really didn't care at the moment.