BELLA'S POV

When I walked out of his bathroom, in his fluffy red towel, he was dressed in slacks and a T-shirt, smiling ''You're out already? I was thinking, I could make pancakes?'' he noticed my facial expression around then ''What's wrong? Are you okay?'' I tried to hide my unease.

Maybe I was exaggerating , maybe he doesn't fuck young women and leave them be. Oh God, what if that's why René left him?! Did he fuck around? OK, Bella, don't be silly. I mean, he wanted to make pancakes for me! I breathed in and smiled ''Nothing. I have nothing to wear, that's all.''

''Oh, right.'' He turned and went to the wardrobe '' I though you didn't want to be here anymore.'' He said in his walk-in closet.

When he came back, with a T-shirt and boxers, his look questioning, I understood that he wanted to hear an answer. I sat on his bed and nodded ''I want to be here. I don't regret anything.'' Was that true?

''But?''

''No buts... And I like my pancakes with a strawberry jam and milk, please.'' Did that sound too childish? I crossed my legs and smiled.

He put the clothes on my lap and kissed my head quickly, ''I'll be back in 30. Umm, there's an iPad in my briefcase. The unlock code is 1111." He lightly smiled and went down. 1111? I mean, that was too easy for anyone to even try it. As he got out, I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. I needed to calm down.

I got dressed in his clothes, and went to get his iPad.

CARLISLE'S POV

I rushed down the stairs to the kitchen. The truth was, I wasn't as excited to make the pancakes- I needed to get away, for a just a second. I needed some time to myself, to reflect on the things I've done, what they meant now and what they would mean in the future.

I couldn't believe what I did, I had sex with Bella. It was as complicated and as simple as that. We had the passion to fuck each other, but we didn't. When I started to finger her, I understood why - she was a virgin. I kind of remember thinking about it, when I drove her home after that party. God, how I wanted to fuck her sensless that night. I was sure she was teasing me then.

She looked so good that day too, her birthday. I couldn't believe she was just turning eighteen, her body said 24, at the least! She was so full and beautiful, more relaxed and interesting than other eighteen year olds. These thoughts didn't help at all, they meant I was a fucking pervert. What kind of a father was I? I just had sex with my daughter's best friend… To make the situation much worse, Bella as my son's ex-girlfriend. Great. How am I not suppose to feel guilty about that?

As I was cracking eggs in a bowl, a thought ran past me - Actually, where was Alice?

It didn't matter, it was actually best for her, if she doesn't know this thing. No one should actually know any of this! I hope Bella feels the same. It's no ones business what me, or she for that mattered, are doing behind closed doors. No ones. If we wanted to do these things, then we will do them. She was legal and she did want this too, I made it my mission to make sure about that.

Bella POV

I opened his briefcase, where some maps and documents, along with his planer lay there. And I wanted to look through it so much, but Carlisle trusted me, so I couldn't. I took the iPad and got under his covers and I couldn't believe that I was there. I remember when I sneaked in here, how everything was so mysterious to me, I guess it hadn't changed much, but maybe I can become the best mystery of the room? I needed to get to know Carlisle more.

I unlocked his iPad and he had left open some tabs, medicine related. I opened one more tab open and started to scroll through today's news. I didn't, do much scrolling, because my eyelids were too heavy for my liking, and I fell asleep. Came you really hold it against me? Losing one's virginity with a daddy is a lot of work.

I opened my eyes to Carlisle sitting in the bed, with a bunch of pancakes and two glasses of milk on a tray ''Ah, good morning, or well, good evening, sweetheart. Eat some pancakes please, then sleep alright?'' He smiled down at me and I sat up. I wasn't planning on staying the night anymore, being too chicken, but maybe if he asked…

We dined in harmony and I understood that Carlisle was an amazing lover and cook. What else could he do? Or couldn't? I had to ask '' What can't you do? These pancakes are amazing!" I understood that the situation we were in now was very cute and honeymoonish, but there was a heavy set of guilt inside us. And we were about to ignore it, for as long as we could.

He laughed ''I can't swim, for one.''

''There's more?!'' I jokingly gaped "That's fixable."

He still kept his smile "And how are you planning to do that?"

Remember Bella! Be. More. Mysterious. "You'll see."

"Oh really?" Carlisle asked as he put away our plates and put his face closer to mine. He was in a kissing distance, our lips almost brushing against each other. Oh, fuck the guilt! This was much more fun. "Is that so?"

I didn't answer, just nodded my head.

He closed the distance, slowly kissing me, putting his hands on my body. I needed this… One of his palms were on my back, pulling me closer, the other was on my hip, putting sweet, sweet pressure. Just as he pulled me on top of him, we heard the sound of disturbance.

"Dad! You home? Daaaaaad!" Alice was screaming at the top of her lungs.

I felt him tense under me, as I dried up. He looked away from me as he half yelled "I'll be out in a minute."

He slowly pushed me off of him and, in the first time, I felt my self in a competition with Alice, for Carlisle's attention. I felt unwanted, although I understood that she was his daughter and I was just… Wait. What was I? needed to get home, I needed to wrap my head around this situation… I needed to think about this "I think I should go." I murmured, as I got up.

He looked at me, with guilt in his eyes. He should use the time apart to get through his emotions "Umm. Yea, sure. Alright. Will you get home alright?"

I hated how apathetic the situation had turned out, "Yea, I'll be fine." And because he liked my body, and I wanted to get his attention back to me, I pulled his shirt off and stood before him, with a naïve face, pretending to look for my clothes, while my breasts were out.

He tried to get ready, tidy a bit up, but I did manage to get his attention, as I walked around the room gathering my clothes. When I gathered them, I pushed off his boxers, wiggling my ass nearly in his face. I heard him make a low, grunting sound and I smiled at myself. I stayed in that position, as he walked behind me and cupped my cheek "You'll be the death of me."

"Good." I whispered. I was about to straighten out, when he slid his fingers around my gentle spot and I moaned "Oh fuck."

He put his finger in me and as I was about to jump out of the position I was in, and on him, he stopped and said "We will finish this."

I was mad horny again and frustrated beyond anything else. I left my underwear where I saw it, on the ground, so he would find them later, make him think about me.

It felt weird to wear tights without underwear, but it wasn't as bad either. I got dressed quickly and the unanswered question was "How am I about to sneak out?"

He looked at me and after some thinking "We'll be in the kitchen, so you can sneak out."

And I did just that. I waited a little while,to give myself a safe GO and tiptoed to the front door. I thought I made it. I though I was safe. But I forgot about Edward.

"Bella? What are you doing here?"

His surprised voice sounded from the top of the stairs.

Hey, so, I've been busy, busy with uni, but now I have some free time and I plan to write a shit-ton. I'm planning something for the next chapter, so I'd love for you to chose from the three below (taking your advice again).

1) The swimming pool

2) Library

3) Hospital

Carlisle's POV - If you liked it, let me know, I'll make more.