A/N: I am so sorry it took so long. I've been busy with school and I still am. Anyway here's a recap of what happened so far... There's two surprises in this chapter. Hope you enjoy it!

Bella and Edward meet in 1918 in their dreams and after Edward proposes to Bella, she finds herself back in her own time. She feels sad and is broken. When she moves to Forks, she sees someone identical to Edward. She feels that its him. Edward saw the ring around Bella's neck and she confesses that they were engaged before. Edward doesn't remember. Charlie finds out that Edward and Bella are engaged. Edward tells Charlie that it's a promise ring.

Also, Edward is a vampire and Bella doesn't know, but she is suspicious of him. :)

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Chapter fourteen: Exposed

"Impossible." Still, I couldn't help, but smile until my jaw breaks. There was nothing in this world that could top this – being remembered by Edward is the best thing that could ever happen to me.. well, maybe there was something else I wanted, but this it enough for now.

Right now, Edward and I probably looked alike, grinning like idiots. I looked at him, so carefree and beautiful. His bronze hair looked black under the twilight sky. I wanted the sky to lighten up, so I could see his beautiful hair and face. It's so hard for me to believe that a man could be so perfect.

"Bella, you're frowning." His pouting lips mimicked mine, there was a sort of gracefulness in the way he showed his facial expressions. "Is something wrong? Are you not glad that I remember?"

"No!" I said immediately. I lightly put my hand on his cold cheek, shuddering lightly at the gentle touch. "I'm mad because I can't see your hair well."

He grinned and led us to sit on the small porch, putting my hand on his lovely hair. I ran my hand through the lovely reddish-brown silk threads a couple of times, twirling it with my finger. I looked at Edward's hungry eyes looking intently at my lips. I tried to contain a smile, knowing that he'd fallen for my trap. He leaned in, meeting his lips with my own.

My lips felt like it was on fire, melting and merging itself with Edward's. To my disappointment, Edward pulled back, horror flashing in his eyes.

"I shouldn't have done that." He whispered huskily. I was tempted to kiss him again.

"Why not?" I murmured, breathless. Despite us having a conversation, our faces are still very near and I very much wanted to keep it that way – to feel his cold cheeks under my hand.

"You could have gotten killed." Killed by a kiss?

"Edward! Don't be absurd. Tell me, who has died from a kiss?"

"Romeo and Juliet." He chuckled lightly and I knew the previous conversation had ended.

I laughed with him and replied, "You kiss by th' book."

"In case you're wondering, I only learned from one girl." His cold lips kissed me on the forehead. "Keep your window open."

"Why? Are you going to climb in?" I said with sarcasm.

"As a matter of fact..."

"Edward! Are you serious? What if you get hurt?"

"That's my last worry." He muttered, his face dead serious.

I frowned, not understanding his words. "Climbing in my window? What if you fall?" I can't believe I wanted to agree with this! I'm risking his safety, so I could see him tonight.

"Front door?" His eyes traced down my front pocket, the keys hanging precariously outside.

"What if you get caught?"

"My footsteps will be light as snow hitting the pavement." I gave him the keys reluctantly.

"Be careful, all right? Charlie might wake up and finish his mission."

"I'll see you tonight." He entered his silver Volvo, driving in a ridiculously fast speed.

Needless to say, Charlie and I had a silent dinner. He opened his mouth to say something, but it was usually an 'um', 'Bells', 'he', and more mumbling. Before I went up, I said to him, "You don't need to worry, dad. I'm happy with him and he's nice." More than nice. He's the best thing in the world – like a drug... too addicting and too good for me to let go. Yeah, but I don't think Charlie needs to know that. He might get a heart attack.

I did my usual ritual before I went to bed. I took a quick hot shower, brushed my teeth, washed my face, and wore a sweater and pajamas. It's not exactly the most appealing thing I ever wore. I think it's okay, hopefully Edward thinks so, too.

As the temperature got colder, I shivered. Sleep did not come. Even though I've been waiting for Edward for a while, the anxiety of having him in my room kept me awake. I probably won't be able to sleep until he gets here.

I gasped, feeling cold arms wrapping itself around my waist. "I didn't hear you." I whispered.

"Hmm... I've missed you." He murmured at my ear. I was tempted to face him, to look into his eyes, but I declined the idea. Edward seemed so cautious with physical contact – more than cautious, actually. Sometimes, I think that he doesn't want to touch me.

"Edward."

"Hmm..."

I took a while to ask my question, mostly because I knew he would not answer, but that didn't stop me from trying. "Why – why are you so afraid?"

"Afraid of what, love?"

"To touch me." He sighed. "You're always so – reluctant." You were never like this before. I bit my lip. I can't believe I even thought of that! Edward is Edward. He has his reasons... he's just not telling me.

"I will tell you. I promise."

"Can't you tell me now?" I turned around and looked up.

He thought for a while. "Bella."

"Edward, please. I need to know."

Suddenly, his lips were pressing softly on mine. If this was some way to distract me – then it was really working. I closed my eyes, succumbing to my weakness. What were we talking about again? Never mind. Cool breathe washed over my face. Edward sighed.

"One last kiss before you run away from me." Runway? Is that what we were talking about? I don't really remember.

"Edward, what do you mean?"

"Just remember, Bella, I will never hurt you. Never."

"Edward?" I held onto his chest tighter, looking intently at his eyes.

"You wanted to know what I am?"

I nodded.

"I'm not human." He looked at me seriously. I could feel his grip loosening on my waist. Is he – is he giving me the opportunity to escape from this room?

"Edward, I don't care what you are. Whatever it is that's burdening you, just tell me. I want to help and I'm not running away, ever." I held his arms and put them securely around my waist.

"Bella.." He seemed to be lost in words. "I'm – I'm a vampire."