A/N: Hello folks! Testing is over and my school year is winding down. I'm about to begin the busiest month of my life, though. I actually get to meet my far away beta in REAL LIFE! MarinaNamaste is awesome as she helps me round out my stories.

Remember that all the chapter titles are Theory of a Deaman's songs. This is one of my favorites of their sweet genre. They are very satirical and the last album, Drown, was very introspective. But Wait For Me is a very sweet ballad that I think is fitting for our Embry and Bella.

I have one more chapter left in me, though it isn't quite written yet. I don't think I'm leaving anyone hanging though. It'll be Ness's POV.

But for now, enjoy an healthy and emotionally healing Bella. And a sated Embry. :)

Bella had never been happier for anyone in all her life. Watching Jake marry Ness, and standing in as her maid of honor, she grinned like a goon throughout the whole ceremony.

The light ocean breeze whipped the loose tendrils of Bella's hair across her face as she watched Ness walk towards Jake on the beach. Bella was impressed with the speed with which Ness did the things she committed to. It'd only been a month since they returned from tour and six weeks since had Ness finally agreed to marry Jake and here they stood, in the most beautifully prepared wedding Bella had ever attended.

Ness's smile was radiant as she slowly marched her way to where her eyes were fixed. On Jake. Her long, lithe, sun kissed frame beautifully offset the wisps of white chiffon that floated on the gentle, ocean breeze. The dress was wonderfully simple until you looked closely at it. The fitted bodice was decorated with hundreds of Swarovski crystals that tapered elegantly down the uneven strips of chiffon that blew across Ness's knees and shins. A jagged edge stretched up around her muscled left shoulder, but the sweetheart bodice left her other shoulder bare. The more Bella learned about Ness, the more perfect the dress suited her. Simply complicated and modestly alluring.

Bella looked over at her oldest friend. He was beaming. He wasn't the sunny Jake she'd known in high school, but she thought this version was better anyhow. Now he was optimistic, but realistic all at the same time. It'd taken her some time, but she finally figured out why she'd left him all those years ago.

Jake's unbridled sunny optimism scared her to death. She loved him. She knew it as well as she knew that he loved her. But his complete faith that everything would always work out no matter what made him unsafe in her mind and heart. He never planned for anything and took life as it came. It was too much like her mother who had decided that having Bella around was more of a drag for that kind of life. And life had dealt Jake some very harsh blows. At the time she was sure that one day he'd realize that he wanted something more and Bella couldn't wait around for him to figure out that she wasn't enough.

Bella knew where Edward was going because he talked about it incessantly. And that meant that she knew where Edward would lead her. He had the plan and the means to make that plan happen. He'd chased her over and over again, so she figured that he would always want her. She actually thought that because Edward had everything and still wanted her.

That was her biggest misconception. And the source of all her pain.

Since joining up with the band though, Jake helped her realize, understand, and finally accept that she wasn't the source of all his pain. She was merely the catalyst that set a very large ball in motion. And, in the end, it turned out well for more people than anyone in the band could even count. Looking across the beach at the sea of faces, that was supposed to be a small, intimate occasion, Bella could see the number of lives that these two had affected.

Seated were close friends and family. But standing behind the white-washed, wooden, folding chairs were scores of people who worked for the various companies and industries that Theory of a Wolfman supported. They weren't rabid fans or paparazzi, but the streams of sincere well-wishers flowed like little rivulets parallel to the sea. Jake and Ness may not know them all personally, but they all came, invitation or not, to watch such a widely anticipated occasion in La Push. It was beautiful and Bella felt very lucky that she was a part of it.

Ness finally reached her destination at Jacob's side, who was equally focused on her. Without taking her eyes away from her intended, Ness handed her bouquet to Bella. Billy officiated from a raised dais and there was only one squeal of feedback from the mic that was amplifying his voice. Bella bit her lip to suppress the smile as Paul cussed at the sound guys to get him to fix it. Bella was sure he'd have to give up grape soda for at least two days for that slip of tongue based on the look Rachel gave him.

Bella's eyes moved to Embry, standing next to Jake in matching dark, fitted slacks. Embry's dark blue shirt revealed his dark caramel skin through the three buttons left undone. Bella was sure he did that on purpose as he smirked back at her. Yep, there were the butterflies again. He still hadn't kissed her again. But she could tell he was fighting it. He'd lingered in front her face last night, almost panting from the closeness. It left her panting and giddy at the thought that a physical reunion was eminent. Soon.

"Fucking Paul," he mouthed, shaking his head.

Jake chuckled too, turning his eyes back to his bride. His topaz shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, and his intricately embroidered vest showed delicate and abstract patterns of wolves. It was beautifully done and Bella'd paid a pretty penny to get it made quickly. It was so worth it. She'd commissioned the vest as soon as Ness came to giggling about finally accepting Jake's persistent proposals. Bella'd wheedled all the pertinent information out of Ness early, colors, theme, flowers, etc. All girls dream about their weddings and getting the details from Ness had not been difficult. Bella knew Jake's obsession with wolves would translate beautifully onto a waistcoat and it gave her a chance to mend bridges with Alice who knew a seamstress who could do it.

The way Jake looked at Ness took Bella's breath away. She'd long since stopped wishing that was her. She was truly happy for her friends. And what really helped was catching Embry looking at her the same way about three weeks ago. He didn't even hide it when she caught him. He just smirked at her. Like he was doing right now. Jake was eyeing his bride and Embry was eyeing Bella over their heads. She felt a blush run up her neck as she wondered if and when Embry was ever going to do those things to her again. She would have attacked him long ago, but she wanted him to make the move. She didn't want to repeat the mistakes of her past.

Bella listened to Jake and Ness's vows, feeling the power of the sweet words. When Billy asked if Jake would take Ness for better or worse, richer or poorer, in sickness and in health until death do them part, Bella looked at Embry who mouthed, "I do," along with Jake's words. Tears welled in Bella's eyes as Billy asked Ness to respond to the same statement. Bella, overcome with Embry's gesture, mouthed the words with Ness's affirmation back to Embry. Embry's grin was her reward. She had his love and she finally knew how to return it.

And it was easy as breathing.

Bella found that Embry was realistically optimistic and even skeptical when it was most important. He was easy going and forgiving. Something Edward never had been. Ever. Embry encouraged her without manipulating her; he helped her make her own decisions—good or bad. Embry knew her worst secrets, had been involved in or the victim of two of her most embarrassing mistakes and he loved her anyway.

And not just because he wanted to get into her pants. Bella was sure he did want that—sometime, hopefully soon, when she was emotionally stable— but his presence in her life was deeper than that. It was real. And Bella was sure they'd just made some deep and meaningful promises to each other at someone else's wedding.

Ness and Jake separated from their kiss and smiled at the applauding crowd, but Bella and Embry continued to gaze at each other. They were both unaware as Billy looked on with a very pleased smile at both his sons. Embry stepped forward, arm outstretched, and Bella placed her hand in his. They turned and followed Jake and Ness in the recessional, their backs to the sun sinking into the Pacific Ocean. Their retreat was set to an instrumental version of their song, Easy to Love You. Everyone already knew the words, so it was a nice little ditty to walk away to.

The reception at the Quileute cultural hall was a little more selective, but most people were respectful of the couple's privacy. Bella barely remembered what was said or what was eaten because she was totally captivated by Embry. He wouldn't leave her side and he never stopped touching her.

And she loved it.

It was small caresses and his thumb playing circles on the back of her hand. When some catty women, who lived on the rez, tried to make her feel badly for monopolizing Embry's time, he possessively pulled her to the dance floor.

"Who are they?" Bella asked as Embry pulled her in close.

"Some women I did some things with when I was being really stupid. Forget about them. They're just jealous." Bella examined the women and tried to decide how she felt about that. She couldn't be angry; he hadn't done it while they were together. Were they together? She wasn't quite sure what they were. But she knew that Embry wouldn't have been with them since they returned from tour. He spent all his time with her. There weren't enough hours in the day.

"I understand how they feel," Bella smirked up at them. "I'd be jealous, too, if I were in their shoes. Wait, I am in their shoes." They both chanced a glance to the gaggle of disgruntled women at the edge of the dance floor.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Embry's tone tinged with a little defensiveness. He dipped her back, holding her inches above the floor. She smiled up at him while she hung, suspended in his strong arms.

"It means, I know what you can do to a woman's body and I live in a constant state of hope that you'll do it again. To me, of course." Embry snorted and looked down into her eyes. He pulled her back to standing and his hand slid down her back and stopped just above her ass.

"Those are your hopes and dreams?" Embry asked, applying a little pressure on the top of her left cheek as they swayed to the slow, swanky number played by the swing band Jake had hired.

"My hopes make my dreams very vivid," Bella said pressing into him. Her own hand slid down but did not stop above his ass. She blatantly grabbed it and squeezed. She was totally marking her territory. "But they're nothing compared to the reality." Embry twirled Bella out the length of his outstretched arm and pulled her back in so that her back was pressed against his hard, muscled chest.

"Maybe we can work on that soon. I don't want to shatter your hopes and dreams," he rumbled in her ear. The butterflies exploded in her stomach as his lips dragged down the column of her neck and planted a wet kiss where it met her shoulder. He breathed across the wetness before pulling away, twirled her back around so she was facing him again.

"Don't you make a promise you can't keep," Bella warned with a coy smile.

"I never make promises I don't keep." This time both his hands dropped down her back and pulled her hips against his hardness. "And I'm tired of resisting. I love you, Bella Swan. I love you so fucking much and I want to show you."

"What's stopping you?" Bella breathed out. She was almost panting. She looked up into his eyes and their lips were only a few inches apart.

"Nothing, except I'm at my brother's wedding. As his best man." He tucked a stray hair behind her ear and his finger played with her earlobe. The butterflies had progressed down to make her doodah throb. "And there are all these people around, or I'd take you right here." His hips were still moving against hers, his hands holding her firmly in place. He raised an index finger under her chin to lift her face to his. "But I want to go slowly. Like the first time I had you." He placed his warm lips on hers. "And the second. Remember that?" He kissed her again as she nodded.

"Oh Embry is so getting laid tonight!" Paul called as he and Rachel danced by them on the floor. Cheers erupted from Rachel, Ness, Jake, and Quil who was nearby with Claire.

"Why are they so interested in our sex life?" Bella giggled, rolling her eyes.

"They think I shouldn't hide my talent away," Embry smiled at her.

"Ah, fuck! No one ever said that!" Paul said, swaying closer with his very pregnant wife.

"Gross!" squealed Rachel at the same time as her husband.

Bella turned her eyes back to Embry. "Well, dinner's eaten, toasts are done, pictures are taken, and cake is cut," she reported.

"Don't you want to catch the bouquet?" Embry said, continuing to ignore the cheers around them.

"I've already promised myself to you," Bella said seriously. "I don't need second hand flowers to dictate when to pledge my love to someone." Embry's eyes bounced between hers.

"I've got a room for us upstairs in the inn. I don't want to sound presumptuous, but I've been planning this for a while," Embry began. "Do you want to accompany me? Spend the night with me?" Bella reached up and answered with a kiss.

She pressed her lips against Embry's as he held her tight around the waist and lifted her off her feet. She swiped her tongue across his bottom lip which Embry took as a cue to raid her mouth. They kissed and swayed and for who knows how long, because Bella didn't keep track.

"Get out of here you two!" Ness's voice was over her shoulder. "You're stealing my show."

"You won't be mad if she misses the bouquet toss?" Embry asked. Bella could see the excitement in his eyes.

"Hell no! I'm throwing it right to Claire anyway." Ness winked at Bella. "Now get outta here!" Bella didn't have to be told twice and apparently, Embry didn't either. He grabbed Bella's hand, waving at only a few people and ignoring Paul's wolf whistle.

"What about Charlie? I drove him here," Bella asked as Embry kissed his way down her neck while simultaneously trying to unlock the door of the suite.

"Sue will take care of him. I've already worked that out." The door fell open and Bella was pushed inside by a very, very eager Embry. He closed the door and his hands were everywhere.

"Fuck going slow," Bella panted as she pulled at his shirt. Three buttons popped off and her fingers were already working the zipper of his slacks. "I want to feel you now!" Embry stopped, stooped over and panting as he backed up a few steps.

"What?" Bella gasped as he pulled away and broke contact. "Where are you going?" She felt the rejection before her mind was able to process it. Was this revenge? Had he spent all this time, all these weeks reeling her in so he could reject her for calling out Jake's name the last time they'd been this close? A tear slipped down her cheek before she knew it'd gathered behind her lids. He'd be completely justified if that's what he was doing. She'd totally deserve it. He'd turned to walk to the bed and didn't see her quickly brush the tear away. But he looked back over his shoulder and smirked at her.

Then her mind caught up with her runaway emotions. No. This was Embry. He was the man who helped her put herself back together. He loved her. He wouldn't make that up. There was only one person in her life that sadistic. And the powers that be wouldn't be mean enough to slap her twice with that.

No. Embry was being coy. His smirk said it all. Her face must have shown her pain.

"What's wrong? Shit! Bella!" Embry cried as he raced back to her. She realized that he was just trying to lure her to the bed and the alarm on his face actually eased her fears.

"Nothing," she whispered. "I'm okay. I just…" He wrapped her up, lifting her from the floor, and carried her to the bed. She melted into his chest and let out the breath she was unconsciously holding.

"Bella, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to trigger you." He sat on the bed with Bella in his lap, his palm cupping her cheek.

"Was that what that was? A trigger?" Bella asked. She'd been to therapy, marriage counseling mostly, but never thought that she could be triggered.

"Sure. You have severe abandonment issues, honey. I know. I've had to deal with a few." He was just as sunny as Jake, but his aura was just a little different. It was more suited to her.

"It made me think the worst of you. But you're not…" Bella swallowed and took a deep breath. "You're not him. You're not trying to hurt me." She said it out loud to make it true. She wasn't trying to convince herself. She already knew. She needed Embry to know that she knew.

"That's right. I don't ever want to hurt you," he whispered. He tucked that same rebellious piece of hair behind her ear. Many days she left it out on purpose hoping he'd touch her there.

"I know that, Embry. I do. It just overwhelms me sometimes."

"And that's a trigger." He kissed the tip of he nose. "And you handled it well."

"Isn't that just for people who were like, sexually assaulted or abused?" Bella asked. She didn't want to equate her problems with others who hadn't created their own issues.

"No, silly. What that idiot put you through was quite traumatic. And, from what you've told me about Renee, that was a precursor to many of your issues and behaviors."

"When did you get a degree in psychology?" Bella asked with a smirk.

"I finish it up in December. I have no idea when I'm going to do my practicums and field experience, but Ness said we could work something out with the tour schedule and recording and stuff." He wasn't kidding. He laughed at her stunned expression, which Bella was sure made her look like a fish.

"How come you never said anything? I've been pouring my heart out to you and you never even mentioned that you were working on your degree?" Bella shifted and straddled his lap. "I feel like I've been using you."

"Sitting like that, I'll let you use me any way you want," Embry grinned again.

"Are you changing the subject?" Bella gasped as his hands found the zipper of her dress and slid it down. His shirt, buttonless and hanging open, allowed for easy access to his smooth skin.

"Yes. Do you mind?" Embry's lips found her neck as his hands slid the one strap of Bella's dress down her arm.

"Not at all."

"Bella! You've been braless all night? Fuck!"

Before Bella knew what was happening, she was naked, except for her underwear, and on her back. Embry hovered over her, kissing down her neck while his hands and shoulders held him inches from her body. Bella wanted to feel his weight press her down and keep her grounded.

"Bella, did you mean it?" Embry asked between kisses.

"Mean what?" she moaned as he dipped and his hot, bare chest rubbed against her nipples.

"The 'I do' during the wedding. Did you mean that to me? Tell me you meant it." He sounded so vulnerable she had to make this clear so she pulled his face up level with hers so she could look him in the eye.

"I have never been so sure of my feelings in all my life, Embry Call. I love you. Sure, I loved Jake the way a needy teenaged girl loved being loved. And I thought I loved Edward, but everything he showed me was a lie. But not you. I love you for who you are and who you help me to be. I know who I am around you. I never have to apologize. And I don't have to do all the planning and worrying." She pushed on his shoulder and rolled him on his side, hitching her bare leg up on his hip. It caused his loosened belt buckle to clank.

"Embry, you are a culmination of what I was searching for in all my other relationships. And I haven't found your fault, yet. That's the only part that scares the shit out of me. So yes, Embry, I meant the 'I do' today. I'll mean it every day." His eyes panned hers considering everything she said. She could see that he believed her.

"I have a lot of faults, Bella." He looked at her, waiting to see if she wanted him to continue.

"Oh I know of one right now," Bella stated rather tersely, but with a grin. "You're beanblocking me! You keep getting me all hot and horny and then stopping. I'm almost fucking naked—literally—and you still are not fucking me and you're still dressed!"

"Well, let's start working on that one first, shall we?" he asked, sitting up to finally take his shirt off.

"Pants, too!" Bella charged. He dropped them and she gasped.

"You mean you've been free-balling it all night? Fuck!" she mimicked him.

"Now you're more dressed than I am," he pointed out.

"We should fix that," Bella said, lying back down on the bed. Embry crawled up towards her, and this time he pressed his body into hers. Their hips aligned, Bella could feel his hard cock through the thin lace of her burgundy panties. They matched the dress.

"Did you mean it?" Embry asked, his eyes dancing. She knew what he meant this time.

"Yes. I love you. And for the first time, I really know what that means. I love you," she giggled at herself as she said it again.

"That's what I've been waiting for," he said and lowered his lips again to hers. Slowly and sensually he massaged her lips with his. His hands explored her stomach, her breasts, her hips, and her thighs. Bella did her own explorations, caressing his shoulders, back, and his tight, tight ass. She moaned as his kisses trailed down her neck, across her collarbones, and down to her nipples. His tongue circled her nipple, flicking it, and then closed around it so he could nibble. Bella's breath hitched and her hips bucked up into his.

"What do you want, Bella? Do you want me to eat you again?"

"Oh, God, yes! No one has ever done that to me before. Please!" She almost shrieked when he stopped. She looked down at him where he peered up at her from her belly button.

"Are you serious? I'm the only one who has ever had the pleasure of tasting you? Fuck, Bella. You have no idea how happy that makes me on one hand and how sad and sorry I am for everyone else."

"Fucking do it! Remember? Working on those faults?" Her hands were fisted in his hair as she tried to force his head lower.

"Eager Beaver, aren't we?" he chuckled as he inserted two fingers into her wet and ready pussy.

"Oh, Embry!" she moaned.

"That's the name I want to hear," he chuckled again and went right to work on her clit before she could feel bad about his little joke.

Bella panted and moaned as Embry wound her up tighter and tighter. Right as she was about to reach the summit, he'd slow down and change his pattern. His fingers worked inside her, twirling and pumping and crooking. At one point he hit a spot that made her shudder but he immediately pulled away again. He was teasing her and ramping her up all at the same time.

His tongue was magic. He circled and flicked and kissed and sucked. The noises were erotic and she found her hips bucking with his rhythm.

"Embry, I'm almost there! Please don't stop. Please. Please. Please. Just like that. Like that. Uh. Uh." And he finally let her go. Her gut tightened right before it exploded with unspeakavle sensation. In the back of her mind she knew he was just winding her up to help create a better sexual high, but she'd never imagined it would be this good.

"Oh, EMBRY!" she screamed as he latched on to her clit when she thought her orgasm had subsided. She didn't think she could handle another orgasm so soon. He pressed on her belly, holding her to the bed, and applied firm pressure while he shook his head back and forth, sliding his firm tongue across her clit at a very fast pace. His eyes were intense as they bored into hers telling her what his mouth was too busy to say: Come for me Bella. Come for me again. And she did.

This time she shattered. It was harder and more intense than any sexual experience she had ever had. And Bella believed that a major reason for that was that Embry put his all into making her feel good.

Everything.

She wanted to give that back to him. But she couldn't move. She was spent. Still quivering and shuddering, she felt Embry crawl up her body, kissing his favorite bits along the way.

"Do you know how beautiful that was?" He kissed her gently and languidly. "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, Bella Swan." She could hardly believe that. He was a rock star and had slept with scores of women. She hardly believed that she was the most beautiful. But in that moment, he made her feel that way. Bella knew that he believed it. And that was such a turn on.

"Embry, I want to feel you inside me." She'd already wrapped her tiny hands around his dick and started pumping. "I want to feel you on top of me."

"As you wish," he smirked, quoting the movie she'd made him watch four times since they'd been home from tour. She lined him up and he slid easily into her.

"Oh, yes! Embry!" Bella cried out. She found her second wind and did everything she could to increase the friction, but Embry was determined to go slowly.

"Bella," he crooned, moving in and out of her at an agonizingly slow pace. He pinned her arms above her head while his lips sucked and nipped at her throat. He twisted and thrusted in and out of her, driving her mad with his slow pace. "You feel so good."

"Embry, please," she groaned. He was ramping her up again.

"Please what, Bella? You've already cum twice," he chuckled before he kissed her neck. "Tell me what you want." He rocked back and forth into her, releasing her hands.

"I want to watch you cum!" Bella bit out as Embry hit that spot inside her that almost set her off again.

"So soon?" Embry smiled. "You getting tired?" Bella ran her hands up his lats and tickled him. She'd discovered one night while cuddling his very dark, ticklish secret. His rhythm stuttered and his muscles bunched as he shied away from Bella's evil fingers. She pushed on him and rolled him over taking control.

Bella straddled him, not wasting any time before sinking down on him again. They both groaned as Bella set a fast and furious pace. She reveled in the hungry look Embry had as he watched her move up and down. It empowered her; it made her feel beautiful. She felt his huge hands run up her back and pull her down for a kiss. While Embry plundered her mouth his hands moved back down, taking the path over her breasts, around her sides and down to her ass.

Embry grabbed a hold her Bella's firm, round ass, lifting her up and dropped her back down on him. "Gah!" Bella shrieked in complete and utter pleasure. She braced herself against his shoulders for leverage, again encouraged by the unadulterated lust shining in Embry's eyes. "Come on, Embry," she panted. "Cum for me. I wanna feel your heat in me!"

"Bella!" he grunted, "I need to—" and Bella yelped as she found herself flipped on her back again and Embry pounding into her. "I need to see you." He continued to pound into her as he bent over and kissed her hard. He pulled back a little too look into her eyes. "God, I love you so much!" And then he came. Hard. He jerked and spasmed while he gazed heatedly at her. He grunted out the rest of his orgasm and then kissed her sweetly. "I love you," he whispered again.

He didn't see the tears in her eyes as he lay his head on her soft breasts. She stroked his hair as she came down from her own high. She'd come again. She'd never felt so loved and so cherished. She knew— she knew without a doubt— that there would no one other than Embry Call-Black would love her better or more for the rest of her life. And she knew that she loved him more than she'd the ever felt possible after her life of disappointing relationships. And for the first time in her life she wasn't scared of the depth of love she felt for Embry. It was comforting like warm socks and a thick blanket on a cold winter's night. He soothed her and calmed her and helped her to be a better Bella than she'd ever dreamed of being.

"I love you, too. So much." She continued to comb her fingers through his thick mass of hair. "And I meant it everything I promised."

Thoughts? I'd love to hear your thoughts of the whole story now. In all honesty, I never intended Embry and Bella to end up together. My original intention was always a Jake/Ness pairing, but I couldn't let my Bella be a stock character. I developed her and let Embry have what he'd waiting so long for.

I don't know when I'll get started on the prequel which will be how Jake and Ness finally get together. But I'm hoping to do some writing this summer in between all my trips.

Let me hear from you, please.