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a/n: Thank you thank you to everyone who has reviewed. You make me so insanely happy. And I'm trying to get back to you all, but please excuse me if I don't. I wanted to get this part up, and I sometimes forget who I've yet to respond to. But I really appreciate it! I do!

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Carlisle sat quietly, calmly in the armchair in the corner of the living room. His eyes were closed; he was thinking. Esme stood at his side, her hand resting on his shoulder. She was clearly anxious. Her fair eyebrows knitted in concern, and she bit her lip fretfully.

Rosalie paced angrily, muttering various insults and complaints under her breath. Emmett watched her from the sofa. He tried to look concerned but couldn't manage to keep the amusement off his face. "You know Rose, we can all hear you," he teased.

Rose shot him a deadly glare, and he fell silent immediately.

Alice was on the stairs, her face buried in her hands. Jasper sat beside her protectively, watching her intently. He had one arm wrapped around her waist and lovingly stroked her shoulders and back with his free hand.

Carlisle finally spoke, "So, you do not think the situation will escalate tomorrow night?"

Alice looked up, scrunching her nose and tilting her head to one side. "No, I don't…think so." She closed her eyes again tightly, bobbing her head up and down. "But, I'm just not sure. I can't see them. And it's so fucking frustrating!" She sighed dramatically and threw her arms up in exasperation.

"Alice! Language." Esme looked at her daughter disapprovingly.

"I'm sorry." Alice looked away, like she was staring out the windows; her face was blank. "It's just…I can't see anything about them, and when our futures overlap, it's like we blur together and everything loses focus. But I can still see us, and…no…there will not be an altercation tomorrow."

Alice hunched over, her small faced pinched in aggravation. "Something's coming though. And it's serious." She closed her eyes again, pressing her tiny hands to her temples. "I can see us deliberating… Coming up with a plan. I think they must issue us an ultimatum." She looked at Carlisle questioningly.

He nodded but said nothing.

Emmett laughed loudly. "They offer us an ultimatum?" He asked incredulously. "Do they actually intend to challenge us to a fight? As if they would even stand a chance…" He shook his head in disbelief. "Carlisle, I vote for a fight. Let's get this over with already. They're no match for us anyhow, and maybe they'll learn to mind their own damn business from now on.

Esme shuddered. "Emmett, stop. No one's fighting anyone. There has to be a peaceful solution. Alice, honey?"

Alice curled her legs up, wrapping her skinny arms around her skinny knees. Her expression was unreadable, as she flipped through their possible futures.

"I've got a solution." Rosalie hissed. "Dump the girl. Problem solved."

"Rosalie," Carlisle responded patiently, but his eyes flickered darkly. "Edward will fight for her, with or without us. You know that. And we will not allow him to do so alone. We are a family, and this concerns all of us now."

He paused, reflecting momentarily. "Alice does not see an altercation tomorrow. So I do not think they are planning to attack. Besides, they have as much need for discretion as we have. They will not risk a fight in such a public venue – and certainly not around all the human children. Honestly, I believe that's why they're planning to confront us tomorrow. They know it's a safe, neutral area. And, I imagine, despite their individual temperaments, they are no more willing to engage in a fight than we are."

Carlisle looked pointedly at Emmett who only rolled his eyes. "Sure, sure…"

"Regardless," Carlisle continued seriously. "Esme and I will accompany you to the game tomorrow night, just in case. We need to stay together. And, should anything happen, we need to be prepared. Alice, you'll let us know if you see anything new. And, please talk to Edward when…if he comes home tonight." He smiled but looked weary, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger.

Alice got to her feet lightly but continued massaging her temples with her fingertips. "I just hope whatever's gonna happen, happens soon. I can't stand this…not seeing. The blind spots give me headaches!"

Jasper rubbed her back soothingly, and Alice took his hand in hers.

"On a more positive note, Esme, it doesn't look like Bella's father will be calling you. Well…" she shook her head, the corners of her lips curving into a slight smile. "Not tonight at least. So that's one…unpleasant situation you don't have to worry about for the time being."

Alice smiled deviously and winked at Esme.

"Oh good heavens Alice. That, I suppose, is a relief..." Esme was flustered. If she could blush, her cheeks would be scarlet. "I do hope Edward continues to be…discreet."

Emmett howled with laughter and Rose looked at him with distaste.

"I mean," Esme continued, ignoring her son's outburst. "I just don't think Charlie will view their relationship in quite the same way… He simply cannot understand what they mean to one another."

Now Alice was laughing hysterically, her shoulders shaking. "No…" she snorted. "I don't think he would…" She turned, burying her face in Jasper's chest, still vibrating with laughter.

Esme sighed. "Yes. I'm thankful I don't have to have that conversation this evening." Even Esme couldn't help herself. Alice's fit of giggles had effectively broken the tension in the room, and Esme relaxed on the arm of Carlisle's chair, shaking with her own laughter.

Only Rosalie remained livid. "Well, I think it would have served them right!" she huffed. "And maybe it would finally force some sense into Edward. Make him realize that she doesn't fit into our world."

"Rosalie." Esme warned.

"Oooo…" But Rose continued to fume. "This is beyond ridiculous!" She stormed past Alice and up the stairs with Emmett trailing resignedly behind.

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Bella lay on her stomach, her head resting on Edward's now bare chest. She smiled, recalling the last hour or so. She was close. She knew it. She was so close to getting him to just give into the temptation already.

After he'd carried her into the bedroom, she'd feigned a desire to get her nightshirt from the dresser drawer, but he refused, expressing his wish that she remain unclothed.

He lay next to her on her bed, staring at her naked body. She watched his topaz eyes, as he dragged his gaze up and down her slender figure.

Then, slowly, he began trailing a cool figure over her skin, tracing the curves of her body as if he were memorizing every inch. She shivered under his touch but did not feel vulnerable under his scrutiny.

He looked at her with complete love and unconcealed desire. He wet his lips with his tongue, as he drank her body in greedily, his honey colored eyes burning darkly.

She realized that, perhaps she should feel uncomfortable. She'd never been completely naked with him before, and he was still fully clothed. Instead, however, the thought excited her. Her body tingled with warmth and lust, and her stomach tightened with anticipation.

She knew she was in a subservient position, but she liked the fact that he was in control. She desperately wanted him to do everything he wanted to do to her. And she waited. Impatiently.

Bella had pressed her soft, warm lips to his, grabbing his lower lips between hers, sucking gently and moaning into his mouth. The moan was too much to resist, and he'd kissed her back, flitting his tongue across her lips.

She'd moaned again, and the sound was enough to drive him crazy. He reached up, taking her face in his hands, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs. She reached her arms around him, pulling herself impossibly closer to him, pressing her little body so completely against his.

But he needed to feel more of her, and he'd slowly rolled on top of her, and she sighed, feeling the cold contours of his body against her bare skin. She wriggled underneath him, pressing her soft little body into his. He panicked just a little bit because the feeling of her body pushed flush against him was nearly enough to break his resolve. And it would be so easy to go too far.

But having her soft, warm body underneath him just felt so good, and he knew she liked it, wanted it too.

So he kissed her harder, opening his mouth and pushing his tongue into hers. She'd swirled her tongue around his, licking and sucking and panting against his lips. And he tasted so good, with his tongue pushing into her mouth and sliding against hers.

She moved her arm up over his back and tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling her face closer to his and sliding her tongue deeper into his mouth.

Their kisses were needy and desperate, and Bella knew how much he wanted her. She fisted her hand in his hair and pulled hard, forcing him to groan and move his mouth harder against hers. Her lips felt puffy and swollen, and she knew they'd be bruised in the morning, but she didn't care; she just needed more.

And Bella moaned again, panting into his mouth, and he couldn't help but push his dick into her hips. She sighed feeling his erection pressed against her, and she lifted her legs up and wrapped them tightly around his waist, grinding her hips into his hard on roughly.

And he pushed his dick against her again. And she sighed and tugged on his hair harder and rubbed her crotch against his. He could feel the warmth just radiating from between her legs. And Bella couldn't care about her wetness seeping onto his pants. She just wanted him to feel how hot, how wet he'd gotten her.

He'd opened his mouth against hers and just kissed her recklessly until she couldn't breathe. But he didn't stop. Instead he just moved his mouth down her jaw, dragging his lips over her warm skin. And he began licking and sucking on the soft skin of her neck.

Bella's entire body tingled with the sensations of his cold lips, sucking greedily at her throat. She squirmed under him, sighing softly, and pushed her hips against him roughly again.

She'd squeezed her legs around his body even tighter and arched her back, lifting her hips fully off the bed in an attempt to increase the friction between them. She was driving him crazy.

"Bella, Bella…what am I going to do with you?" he'd breathed into her neck. And his voice was raspy and thick with want.

"Um, fuck me?" she'd responded timidly; it was out of character for her to speak so boldly, but God she wanted it. And why the hell didn't he just give in already?

But he'd only chuckled and kissed her once more on the lips (a bit too chastely for her liking) and she could feel the possibility slipping away.

He'd rolled off her then, and she'd groaned loudly in disapproval. But he'd trailed his hand back over her body, sliding his fingers across her flat stomach and over her ribcage to her chest. Staring at her intently, he'd proceeded to run his thumb across one breast, smiling wickedly when her nipple pebbled instantly under his touch.

And she gasped when he'd pinched it – hard. But it felt so good, and she arched her back again, pushing her chest up, dying for more. He'd squeezed her tit, cupping her in his hand, stroking the sensitive skin with his thumb.

Then, Edward had slid down against her, bringing his face on level with her chest. He stared at her for a while, watching her breasts rise and fall with each ragged breath she took. And then he'd leaned over to place a gentle kiss on the top of each gloriously naked tit. He'd opened his mouth, exhaling an icy, sweet breath over her skin, and she held her breath, waiting.

He darted his tongue out, trailing it lightly across her right breast, before sucking her nipple into his mouth and twirling his tongue around languidly.

"Edward, please…" she moaned. The feeling of his mouth on her nipples was, honestly, almost too much for her. And, when his mouth was not securely fastened on her breast, he continued to pinch and roll her nipples between his fingers.

And then he'd moved his mouth down, exploring every inch of her body, placing kisses all over her pale, warm skin. He slid his tongue slowly between her breasts, and then trailed kisses along her ribcage, down her side, to the curve of her waist.

Leisurely, he moved his mouth along her waistline, sucking gently and licking his way to the center of her belly where he circled his tongue around her navel. Bella wriggled underneath him, but he grasped her hips securely with his strong hands, and held her firmly in place.

He'd held her still while he moved his head down between her legs. And Bella's whole body tingled with anticipation and need and want, as he blew cold air on her warm center. And that sensation alone was nearly enough to undo her. And she knew she was dripping a fucking puddle onto her covers by now, but it didn't matter. He knew how wet she was. And she could hardly believe how aroused she was, and he hadn't even touched her there yet.

But he kept moving down, trailing open mouth kisses along the inside of her thigh, ignoring the warmth and wetness that was spilling out from between her legs and soaking the bed sheets thoroughly.

Edward trailed his tongue down the inside of her leg, all the way to her knee before making his way back up the other side…at an absolutely…maddeningly…slow pace.

He did, finally, give her what she wanted and slid his tongue up her now very wet thigh to her crotch. And he'd pressed his cold lips to her center and flitted his tongue against her slick, warm skin, before thrusting it into her body. And she nearly came that second.

Bella's hips bucked against him roughly. "Fuck Edward…" She was so incredibly turned on; her entire body was electrified by his touch.

He'd teased her for nearly an hour by then, and she knew she was already on the verge of her second orgasm that night. It was absolutely ridiculous…and so fucking amazing what he could do to her.

She closed her eyes and balled her hands into fists, clenching the blankets tightly. Shit.

The pressure building and building in her body was far more intense than usual. Her toes literally curled and she realized what a cliché that was, but she couldn't help it. Her hips jerked against him, she squeezed her legs tightly against his head.

And then he'd pressed his mouth against her clit, flitting his tongue across the bundle of nerves and then sucking gently.

And that was all it took.

She came hard, throbbing and pulsing against his mouth.

It was more intense than earlier when he'd made her cum in the bathroom. There were no gentle waves of pleasure stemming from her stomach and rushing through her body. Rather, she felt a powerful flood of heat surge throughout her body, and her stomach tightened, and her muscles clenched and spasmed deliciously.

And she lay back exhausted, and tingly, and panting obscenely.

He couldn't help but chuckle in satisfaction as he slid back up to lay by her side. She'd smacked him then, playfully, but it still stung her hand, and she pouted dramatically.

"Let's just see how fast you get off after I tease you for an hour first!" She huffed.

He'd laughed again. She was absolutely adorable when she got angry.

"Bella, Bella, I do not doubt your ability to, um, make me feel incredibly good."

She scowled, but he leaned in and kissed her again, and she couldn't help but open her mouth against his lips and sigh contentedly.

Their kisses were no longer rough, needy, but lingering and deliciously slow. His eyes smoldered, and she felt as though he could look right through her…see into the very depths of her soul.

He took his time now, and Bella savored every taste, every thrust of his tongue into her mouth, sliding against hers, and every delightful sensation of his lips on hers. And he slid his hands up and down her sides slowly, tracing the slender curves of her waist, the bend of her hips, then up her body again to skim the sides of her breasts.

He ran his hands up to her shoulders, circling his fingers around her delicate collarbones, and then began stroking her cheek with an icy fingertip.

Bella had slid her hands down his marble chest and tugged at the hem of his t-shirt. He'd allowed her to pull it up and over his head, and she moaned into his neck, pressing her body more closely against his, relishing in the feeling of skin on skin.

Then Bella had snaked her hand between their bodies and down to his waist. But when she began fumbling with the buckle of his belt, he'd grabbed her wrist and pulled her arm to her side, pinning it against her body.

"Edward, please…" she repeated for like the thousandth time. "We both want this. Besides, Alice didn't see Charlie walking in on us in here…"

She was right. And all he would have to do was let her unbutton his jeans.

He could be responsible too, listen for Charlie. And he'd go slow…be very careful. He knew he could do it now. And he wouldn't hurt her.

But…

He wasn't ready yet. And part of him couldn't fucking believe himself. Really? What the--!? Bella was here, now. Naked. Asking him to make love to her. And he wanted to. Of course he did. More than anything.

But he just needed a little more time. He couldn't explain it, but he knew it was true. A few more days maybe. He just couldn't do it now. Not tonight in her little bed with Charlie listening two doors down.

Bella groaned in frustration but realized that he wasn't giving in tonight. Damn Edward. Why the hell not?

She sulked for a few minutes, still rubbing her naked body against him, pressing herself closer, nuzzling her face into the crux of his neck.

Finally, she spoke. "Do you think…had you not seen Alice's vision…that you would have had sex with me earlier in the bathroom?"

He was quiet for a moment, thinking.

"Yes Bella. Probably so. I wanted to. And obviously it was a clear possibility, or Alice wouldn't have seen it in the first place."

Bella frowned, "What's the use of seeing the future if seeing it only changes it?"

Edward chuckled and pressed his lips to her head, kissing her gently.

"You've got a point there, you know," he admitted. "But not tonight Bells. Soon. I promise. Just give me a day or so, and I swear I will do everything you want me to do to you and more."

She sighed and snuggled against him.

"Sleep now love, we've got a big weekend ahead of us."

And so she lay now, on her stomach, resting against his bare chest. A bit frustrated, yes, but content that they were close. A few days. She could do that. Honestly, she would wait forever for Edward, but she knew now that he wasn't going to make her.

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a/n: A few days. Yep. We can make it too. Right?

The game's up next…with the promise of conflict and confrontation. Exciting.

And, in other (equally exciting) news, I've started a new story. The first chapter or two should be up soon…tomorrow? Please check it out. It's completely different…you'll see…but deliciously smutty and sexy and Edward all the same. I've had these ideas swirling around in my head for a while and it finally came together in story form.

Don't worry, I am continuing this story as planned, no interruptions. Now, hopefully, you'll have just something else to absorb your interest and make you feel all warm and tingly inside :D

Please review. You know it's almost like being naked in bed with Edward (If you close your eyes real tight...)

Love ya! Violet