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Chapter 13-

I stared at my hand and watched as the diamond twinkled in the light. Even though I knew I would eventually have to give it back, I still enjoyed seeing the sparkle. Edward cleared his throat and I glanced up from my hand.

"Do you want to help me make dinner?"

"Sure. Do you know what we're making?"

"Not really. I figured we could look around and see what's here. I don't know what they stocked it with."

"Okay, but I'm going to change first."

I walked toward the stairs and started to walk down to where I left my bag. I saw Kirby in the middle of the staircase, trying to climb up the tall steps. I patted him on the head as I walked by him. His eyes followed me down to the landing of the stairs and turned to hop back down the stairs to follow me. I made my way through the kitchen to the entryway and grabbed my bag. I quickly ran back up the stairs, only stopping to scratch Kirby's ear. Kirby let out a small groan as I passed by him. I reached the top of the stairs and stopped. I looked down each side of the hallway.

"Edward, which room do I use?"

"Whichever one you want."

This could take a minute. I went down the hallway to my left and looked in all 4 rooms. They were all nice and painted warm colors. I went down the other hallway and looked at the other three rooms. When I opened the last door, I knew that this was my room. The walls were a calm light grayish purple color. The huge canopy bed sat in the middle of the room, inviting me to plop down on it. It sat my bag down by the rustic wood dresser and hopped up on the bed. The mattress enveloped me when I landed on it. This would definitely do.

I jumped off of the bed and went to my bag. I dug through the contents and found my cut off sweats and a tank top. I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on top of the dresser. As I was pulling my pants off of my legs, I managed to fall into the dresser and land on the floor with a thud. I giggled to myself and was glad that no one else was here to see how graceful I was. I got up from the floor and put my sweats on. I had just barely grabbed my tank top when the bedroom door flew open. Edward stood in the door way and looked around the room. His eyes stopped on me and suddenly got huge. He looked away and ran a hand through his hair. It was at that second that I realized I was standing there in just a bra and a pair of cut off sweats holding my shirt in my hand.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to catch you changing. I heard the noise and I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

I really didn't mind that he had caught me in this state of undress. I had decided at the convenience store that I wasn't going to make things very easy for him. It was time I turned the heat up just a little.

"It's okay. Although I'm starting to think you like barging in on me."

Edward blushed a little and kept his eyes averted from me. I stepped closer to him and ducked into his line of view.

"Are you really that shy, Edward? It's just a bra. It's the same thing as a bikini top."

Edward cleared his throat and suddenly found his feet very interesting.

"I'm sorry, Bella. I'll knock next time."

"It's okay, Edward, really."

"Alright…um…I'm going to go start dinner."

"Edward, before you go, can you unhook my bra? My shoulder is a little sore. I think I strained it yesterday."

I watched Edward's adam's apple bob as he swallowed. I may have lied about my shoulder, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I turned my back to him and waited. His hands felt warm on my cooled skin and I tried to keep my breathing calm. I felt my bra loosen around me and I kept my back to Edward as I slid the straps down my arms. I threw my bra onto the bed and pulled my tank top over my head. I turned back to Edward just in time to see him running his hand through his hair. I had made him nervous.

"So did you find anything in the kitchen?"

"Yeah, there's everything we need for soup."

"That sounds good to me. Come on, I need to get Kirby some food."

I left the room before Edward, and I'll admit, I may have been strutting and swinging my hips a little more than usual. I was going to make it my mission to drive Agent Edward Cullen crazy.

I stood at the sink and rinsed of some carrots and celery. I heard Edward moving slowly behind me. I didn't know if I had pushed him too far in the bedroom, but I really didn't care. Pots and pans were clanking around as Edward shoved them around the cupboard.

"Are you okay, Edward?"

"Yeah. I'm fine. Why do you ask?'

"You just seem really tense."

I wonder why…

"No. I think I'm just tired."

Uh huh, sure you are.

"You can go sit down. I think I can manage making soup."

"That wouldn't be right. I wouldn't want to desert you and make you do this by yourself."

"Edward, it isn't a big deal. Go sit down. Relax."

"Okay."

Edward walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. I peered around the cupboard and watched him plop down onto one of the leather couches. He leaned his head back and let out a low sigh. Suddenly, I was struck with an idea. I opened the fridge door and looked over the contents. I smiled to myself when I saw the bottled water. I grabbed out two bottles and left one for myself on the counter, carrying the other into the living room.

I stood in front of the coffee table that sat in front of the couch. Edward's head leaned forward as he watched my movement. I was very aware of where his eyes were. I bent at my waist and placed the bottle of water on the coffee table, knowing that Edward was very aware of my lack of a bra. While I was still bent over, I looked up at Edward and smiled. His eyes were looking right down my shirt. Perfect. I took my time standing up before I turned and sauntered back into the kitchen.

I went back to gathering everything for dinner. I went to the pantry and looked around until my eyes fell on a bag of noodles. I grabbed them and closed the pantry door. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a silhouette. I jumped and turned toward the figure and dropped the bag of noodles to the ground. Edward stood there, staring at me and breathing heavily.

"Jesus, Edward! You scared the crap out of me."

Edward stalked towards me and pushed me against the pantry door. His arms flanked each side of me. The look that was on his face was almost animalistic. One of his hands trailed up to the side of my neck. The next thing I knew, his lips were on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed myself into him. I moved my lips against his fervently. Edward's teeth nipped at my bottom lip and I sighed into his mouth. Edward took advantage of the moment and his tongue hungrily licked at mine. My tongue massaged his with heated ardor as he thrusted his hips into mine.

A small gasp escaped my lips when I felt the bulge against my lower abdomen. Liquid fire was shooting through my veins. Edward's lips left mine and trailed a path down my neck. I tilted my head to the side and felt his hand tangle into my hair and pull my head back, exposing more of my neck to him. His teeth nipped at the skin of my neck before his tongue ran up my neck and stopped at the shell of my ear. Edward's breath was hot against my skin.

"This is the last time this can happen. Do you understand?"

I pulled back from him and smiled.

"That's what you said the last time."

Edward's lips went back to my neck and sucked lightly at my skin. The sensation caused goosebumps to cover my arms. Edward's hand trailed up my side and made lazy circles along my ribcage. I gasped when I felt his thumb rasp across the under side of my breast. My head fell back and leaned against the wall. I bit my lower lip to stifle a moan as Edward trailed kisses down my neck and across my collar bone. His mouth lowered over the sheer fabric of my tank top and sighed loudly as his mouth moved over the swell of my breast. He raised his head and our eyes connected. I gazed into the beautiful pools of green and let myself get lost in them.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and crashed my mouth to his. Edward's hands went to my hips and lifted me up towards him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kept my lips on his. I felt like I was spinning from all of the sensations that were flooding into my body. I didn't even realize that Edward had moved us into the living room until I felt the soft leather of the couch press into my back. I let my arms fall from Edward's neck and trailed them down his back. My fingers played with the hem of his shirt for just a second as I contemplated my next move.

Before I could change my mind and tugged his shirt up to his shoulders and pulled it over his head, quickly discarding it on the floor. Our lips separated just long enough for me to remove Edward's shirt. I drug my nails up along his spine and smiled against his lips when I felt goosebumps form under my fingers. Not to be outdone, Edward moved his hand under my tank top. I moaned against his lips as his hand made it's way over my stomach, stopping just below the curve of my breast. I could feel him hesitate, so I arched into his touch to silently give my approval. His hand cupped my breast and his thumb rubbed against my nipple making me whimper into his mouth.

I parted my lips against his and sucked his lower lip into my mouth. I wanted more contact and started to squirm underneath him. Without having to say anything, Edward understood. I arched my back as his hands pulled my tank top up and over my head. My skin against his was heaven. The only thing that was separating us was our pants. I reached in between us and tried to unbutton his jeans, but Edward's hand shot to my wrist. Edward pulled away from me and looked down at me with a conflicted look painted across his face. He let out a ragged breath and looked away from me.

"We can't do this. This is so unprofessional."

"Edward, look me in the eye and tell me you don't want this as much as I do."

"Of course I want this, Bella. I've wanted you since the second I saw you. But the last time I let my hormones take over, I didn't do my job and you could have been killed."

"That wasn't your fault. Shit happens, Edward. Sometimes things are just out of our control and we have to deal with that."

"I think you cornered the market on that one."

I froze underneath him and suddenly felt very exposed. I looked away from him and looked around the floor for my shirt. Edward worriedly ran a hand through his hair.

"Shit, Bella, I didn't mean it like that."

I didn't say anything. I just kept my eyes on the floor and spotted my tank top. I tried to reach for it, but Edward stopped me.

"Bella, please just listen to me. I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to come out that way. But you and I both know that if we keep doing this, you're going to get hurt. I have a job to do and I need to focus on that. I can't risk putting you in anymore danger just so we can act on our attraction."

"Why not? Are you afraid that you'll get attached to me and then someone is going to off me? Or are you just that much of a pussy that you can't take the risk?"

I pushed against Edward's shoulders and quickly moved from underneath him. Picking my shirt up from the floor, I pulled it back on. I was now regretting not wearing a bra.

"Bella, look at what you've lost because I wasn't doing my job. Had I been paying attention, we could have avoided this whole new situation. I'll be damned if I put you in danger again."

"You're really kidding yourself if you think ignoring this is going to make it go away."

I turned to walk back to the kitchen but Edward stopped me. Every move I made to step around him was blocked. I kept my eyes on the floor so I wouldn't be distracted by the fact that his shirt was still off.

"Bella, look at me."

I forced myself to look into his eyes.

"I have never wanted anyone like I want you."

"Then why are you fighting it so hard?"

"Because it's the right thing to do."

"Bullshit. You're just too chicken shit. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go finish making dinner."

Edward looked defeated as he stepped to the side and let me by him. I walked into the kitchen and silently worked on dinner. Edward walked in and he stayed quiet as I finished chopping all of the vegetables. I was so focused on how angry I was with Edward and myself that I wasn't paying attention to where the knife was. I was brought out of my daze when I felt the sharp blade cut into my finger. I dropped the knife on the counter and pulled my hand to my chest. I looked at my finger and saw blood start to ooze from the wound. I put my hand in the sink and started to run water over it. Edward was at my side and inspecting the wound.

"Are you okay?"

I pulled my finger out from under the faucet and watched as streams of blood slivered out from the gash. I looked closely at it and I couldn't see bone or a tendon.

"Yes. I don't think it went too deep."

Edward pushed my hand back under the running water before running out of the kitchen and up the stairs. Seconds later, he came sprinting down the stairs with a first aid kit. Kirby sat in the middle of the staircase and watched Edward with a questioning look. Edward placed the kit on the counter and started pulling things out.

"Let me see it."

"Really, Edward, it's not bad."

"Shut up and let me see it."

I turned off the water and kept my hand over the sink. Edward leaned over and looked closely at my finger. He reached into the first air kit and pulled out a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide. He poured it over my finger and I grimaced at the burn. The peroxide covered my finger and trickled down the cuts on my hand from the punching bag. Edward waited for a second before covering my finger with antibiotic ointment and placing a loose gauze pad over it. He finished dressing the wound in silence. I would occasionally look at his face and then quickly look away.

"There. Leave that on and I'll change it in the morning."

"Edward, I'm a big girl. I can handle changing some gauze."

My tone was a lot more harsh than I had intended and I quickly backtracked.

"But thank you for bandaging me up, again. I'm kind of accident prone."

"I've noticed that."

We grew silent and both looked at our feet.

"Bella, I'm sorry if I led you on. That wasn't my intention. And I know it doesn't make it any better, but I do like you. I just know that I can't and shouldn't do anything until I know you're safe. You're safety needs to be my number one priority. I can't let myself get distracted again."

"I understand where you're coming from. I really do. And I'm sorry for trying to seduce you."

"So you mean you don't usually go around without a bra?"

"Not really. It's actually kind of uncomfortable."

"All things considered, I would say we're even. So can we move past this and just be friends?"

"I guess we can try."

"That works for me."

Edward pulled me into his arms and hugged me tightly to him. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his chest. The light thudding of his heart was soothing. I relaxed into his embrace and felt his hands rubbing up and down my back. His hands stopped in the middle of my shoulder blades and rubbed lightly.

"The lack of bra is definitely distracting."

Edward let me go and I ducked my head to hide my smile. I already felt like an ass and I wanted to distract from that at this moment.

"So how about you fill me in on our new cover story and we finish making dinner?"

Edward and I went back to work on making dinner and he told me everything I would need to know about his back story and our story as a couple. We met our freshman year at BHSU and became fast friends, but didn't want to take it past that for the sake of our friendship. And in our senior year, we decided to throw caution to the wind and just go for it. We've been happily together since then and were married in a small ceremony in Spearfish, South Dakota on April 4th. I tried to submit as much to memory as I could. There were just so many dates and names to remember that it felt like my brain would hemorrhage at any moment.

"We are going to have to go over this again tomorrow. I know I didn't absorb half of what you just told me."

"Well, we have time. We can't really go out a whole lot."

"I though the whole point of changing our appearances was so we would be harder to recognize."

"It was. But that doesn't mean that we just get to go gallivant around and act like nothing is wrong."

"But won't that seem suspicious? We're new to town and people hardly ever see us?"

"We could just say that it's because we're newly weds and we would rather spend our time in other ways."

Despite the fact that I had just tried to seduce Edward, I could still feel the blush spreading across my face because of his comment. I would like nothing more than to actually spend my time that way, but Edward had other plans. And no means no.

"I guess that would work for a little bit. We will need food eventually though. And a date night every now and then."

"Okay, how about once a week we will go out to a movie or dinner? That is if we're here that long."

"That sounds great. It's a good compromise between you protecting me and me keeping my sanity."

"There is plenty to do up here though."

"Like what?"

"There's horseback riding, hiking, fishing, watching movies, reading a book, swimming…"

"Swimming? Is there a pool here too?"

"Well, not really. There's a hot tub out back."

Images of a half naked Edward danced around in my brain. I had to force myself to think of Larry King in a speedo. I grimaced at the thought and tried not to gag.

"That sounds nice. I'll be taking advantage of that later."

I peered into the kettle and stirred the soup around.

"I think dinner's ready. Will you grab the bowls?"

Edward and I ate in comfortable silence. Every now and then, one of us would make some small talk and then go back to eating. After we were done, we cleaned the kitchen and put everything away. Even though I protested, Edward wouldn't let me help with the dishes. So I settled for standing behind him and enjoying the view. Edward put the last dish in the cupboard and stretched his arms above his head.

"I think I'm ready to call it a night."

"Me too. Do we have any plans tomorrow that I need to know about?"

"Nope. We are just free ballin' it."

Edward and I walked up the stairs and I stopped to pick up Kirby and carry him into my room. I stopped in front of my door and smiled at Edward. I gestured to the door and smiled sheepishly at him.

"Goodnight. And thank you for taking care of me."

"Anytime, Bella."

Edward leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his lips on my skin.

"Sweet dreams, Bella. If you need anything, I'm right across the hall."

I smiled and nodded. I pushed the door of my room open and stepped inside. I put Kirby down on the floor and closed the door behind me. I leaned up against it and looked down at Kirby.

"I really made a mess of that, didn't I?"

Kirby just looked up at me before laying by my feet and rolling onto his back. I scratched his pink belly and smiled at him.

"There's always tomorrow, right?"

Kirby jumped back onto his feet and wagged his tail happily. I picked him up and sat him at the foot of the oversized bed. I crawled under the covers and relaxed into the mattress. I stared at the ceiling and wished that Alice was here for me to talk to. The moon shed a small streak of light across the floor. I turned to face the window and gazed at the star painted sky. I fell asleep thinking of Alice and hoping she was better off than I was.

A/N: So I threw you a bone! It may not have been an all out throbbing one, but just a tease. ^_^ I will be doing an Alice point of view as an outtake. I'm working on it and hope to have it done here pretty soon! Leave me some lovin', hatin', appraisin', masturbatin'...okay, that rhyme scheme went too far. ***hugs!*** YOU CAN FOLLOW ME ON TWITTER! aeb12484 ^_^