Chapter 13

Alice sat silently in the seat next to me. The only noise came from the engine of my truck as we drove down a dark road.

I had a faint idea where I was going. I had used Google earlier to find the way but it seemed more difficult in the dark than it had on my computer screen.

It didn't help that my mind felt a little foggy from the sweet scent that radiated off my angel. As soon as she had climbed into my truck her scent enveloped me, more than it normally did.

When I took a breath I could taste her on my tongue, it took all my willpower to keep going knowing that she was so close to be able to really taste her.

I kept my eyes on the road ahead, knowing that if I even glanced at her, my willpower would shatter and our date night would be spent in the back seat of my cab. Although the thought was very appealing I knew we had to get to know each other better.

The sound of crashing waves brought me out of my Alice-induced haze and I stopped the truck. Turning to Alice, I knew I had to admire the breathtaking beauty next to me.

The faint glow of the truck gave her an ethereal quality and caused her skin to become luminescent. My eyes caressed every inch of her face and began following the slope of her neck and I felt my heart begin to beat faster as my eyes reached the swell of her breasts.

I squeezed my thighs together at the thought of what was hidden beneath the soft cotton of her singlet. My examination brought upon me an even more agonising conclusion when two small pebbles appeared underneath the fabric.

A small moan slipped out as I felt my willpower begin to crumble. Why did she have to torture me like this? I couldn't help but wonder if she even owned a bra. The primal part of me hoped she didn't, one less barrier between her rosy buds and my mouth.

My eyes fluttered back up to her face to find her examining my body herself, when she glanced back up I noticed how her eyes had darkened considerably. I knew I wasn't attractive and her scrutiny and examination should have made me feel insecure yet it didn't. It just made me want her even more.

I cleared my throat loudly and smiled at my angel. I leaned into the back of the truck and pulled out the blankets and old lanterns I had brought with me. I placed a small kiss upon Alice's hand and beckoned her to climb out of the truck with me.

We made our way down onto the beach and laid down the blankets. The old lanterns I had found in Charlie's garage supplied a good amount of light.

Once I had laid down, Alice followed curling into my side and pulled over us another blanket.

I nuzzled my face into her soft hair breathing in her smell. Just like in the truck it surrounded me, like a warm caress and I knew I could never want anything more in my life than I did the small angel in my arms. This was heaven, I just knew it.

We lay there silently for a few minutes, I wanted to speak and ask her questions about her life but it just didn't feel right. It was like Alice just understood and she began telling me stories of the mischievous adventures she and Edward had gotten up to as children.

Apparently the two were quite the pranksters as children and she told me all about the pranks they pulled on their family over the years.

A loud laugh escaped me at the image of Rosalie at age 12 who went to use the bathroom and found, Edward had put saran wrap over the toilet seat. She hadn't notice until her feet began to get wet.

I couldn't remember the last time I had laughed so loudly, so freely. It was like when I had played the piano, like a burst of emotion that escapes me that I have no control over and yet the release feels so good.

Alice glanced up at this, the same smile upon her face that she wore dancing. At the sight of us I pulled her up to my level and placed my lips upon hers, pouring all my emotion into it.

Alice whimpered and slid her body on top of mine. She then began peppering small kisses all over my face which made me giggle. I rolled her over and cradled her body beneath me.

There was nothing sexual about our embrace nor even in my thoughts. The only emotions I currently held was pure unadulterated happiness and something almost like love. Love for this girl who I had only recently met yet fitted so perfectly into my life, so perfectly with me.

As I gazed down at the angel lying beneath me, my mind flickered to Plato and his theory on soul mates. I had never believed anything like soul mates but now I couldn't help but wonder. She had to have been meant for me.

Plato theorised that soul mates began as one person with four arms, four legs and two heads but had been split apart by Zeus and forced to spend eternity trying to find their other halves.

Although this story had always sounded ludicrous to me, I couldn't help but wonder whether in some way Alice was my soul mate, my other half. It was like the moment I met her a bond was forged. A chain that held us together that no amount of tugging or anything could break.

I was born for Alice.