A/N So just an FYI, I will not be able to update as frequently as I have been. I'm visiting my dad for the next 8 days (joy) so it'll be difficult for me to update. I apologize in advance and will try my hardest to update when I can.

As usual, thanks to lilquackers77, Bloody Ale, F21496, teambellaedward, Aggie94, elizabethmom05, and RedneckAngel for updating. I seriously appreciate you guys telling me what you think and giving me ideas.

Disclaimer: If Twilight was mine, there would be more smut. And EPOV of Twilight would be available to the public.

BPOV

I had a lot of fun at Jacob's place today. We spent most of the time just hanging out in the garage. We talked about anything and everything. He told me that he had a crush on a girl named Leah Clearwater and he had been working up the courage to ask her out for weeks. I told him about my fixing things up with Edward. I also got Harry's recipe for his fish fry. It was a great time.

I was sad to leave him, but then I remembered that I was going to see Edward soon. I was excited but nervous to see what he had planned for me. I was sure that it was going to be good, but that didn't help my nerves. I had never been a fan of surprises. I didn't like not knowing what was going on.

I parked my truck and walked in the apartment. I walked upstairs and found Rosalie getting ready for her date with Emmett.

"Hey Rose," I said.

"Hey Bells," she replied. "How was hanging out with Jacob?"

"It was fun," I said. "Hey, what should I wear to Edward's? I should be leaving soon."

"Let me finish putting rollers in my hair and I will help you," she said. She finished putting the rollers in her hair and then we walked towards my room.

She walked into my closet and started throwing clothes on the floor in her haste to find something good for me. She pulled out a white tee shirt dress and black leggings. She grabbed black ballet flats and pulled out some black lingerie that she bought me for Christmas last year.

"Put these on and pull your hair into a messy bun," she ordered. "You go have fun, girl!"

"Thanks, Rose," I said with a smile. "I would die without you. You have fun with Emmett, too."

"Wrap it before you tap it!" I added jokingly.

She rolled her eyes at me and walked out of my room. I put on the clothes and noticed that the dress was tight but still breathable. I really liked the outfit.

I walked towards the bathroom so that I could do my hair. I gathered my hair and put it in a loose bun and tied it back with a black ponytail holder. I decided to brush my teeth again because it couldn't hurt.

After getting completely ready, I went back to Rosalie's room to see if she approved of the outfit. I knocked on her door and she opened it. I was stunned by how gorgeous she looked.

Her hair was in loose waves and they framed her face. Her lips were a deep red color and her eyes looked huge. She was wearing a red dress that stopped mid-thigh and had a plunging neck line. She wore black peep toed shoes that looked like they were about five inches.

"Wow, Rose," I said. "You look incredible!"

"Thanks Bella," she replied. "You look really good, too. Turn around in a slow circle so I can see how you look.

I turned around slowly and I could feel her eyes scrutinizing my body. I did a full 360° turn and saw a smile on her face.

"Good," she said simply. "You have an ass and curves. Edward is going to have a difficult time keeping his hands to himself."

I blushed at her compliment and muttered a thank you. I backed out of her room and walked downstairs. I left the apartment and headed towards my truck. I got in and cranked up the music. "Battlefield" by Jordin Sparks was playing. I started singing along with the radio.

I continued driving towards Edward's house and the closer I got, the more nervous I got. I couldn't fully explain why I was nervous; all we were doing was hanging out. We'd done it plenty of times before at my apartment. Maybe it was the fact that I was going to be alone with him in his house.

I drove my car into the large driveway and parked by the garage. I walked towards the front door and took two deep breaths before ringing the doorbell. I giggled when I saw Edward running towards the door.

"Hello, Bella," he said as he pulled me into a hug. He squeezed me and I giggled at his enthusiasm.

"Somebody's excited to see me," I teased. He just rolled his eyes and led me inside his house. I was just as stunned by its beauty as I was the first time I saw his house.

"Um, can we go to my room?" he asked nervously.

I nodded my head and he took my hand in his. I couldn't help but feel a little devious as we made our way to his room. I realized that I had not actually seen his bedroom. He showed it to Rosalie and me briefly when he gave us a tour on our first date, but I never actually got to see it.

"So, this is my room," he said, gesturing to his room. It was just as beautiful as the rest of the house.

There was a giant bed that rested in the middle of one of the walls. One wall was nothing but glass, giving a beautiful view of the woods. There was a giant flat screen TV that came out of the bed frame. His closet was across from his bed and it was filled with clothes. I didn't doubt that Alice had stocked his closet. Another wall had four white bookshelves that were filled with music and books.

"Wow," I said in awe. "You have so much music."

"Do you have any favorites?" he asked.

"Um, I listen to just about anything," I told him. "I'm not a huge fan of country, though. My mother Renée used to play a lot of classical music, so I have a little bit of a soft spot for it."

He nodded and looked like he was storing this information in his mind for future reference. I chose to ignore it and continue looking around his room. I couldn't resist the urge to throw myself onto his bed, so I did. It was the comfiest bed that I had ever laid on. It adjusted to my curves but was still supportive.

Edward just stood there with his mouth slightly open and his eyes wide and dark. Apparently, he wasn't expecting me to jump like that. I smiled at him seductively and he jumped on the bed as well. He stalked towards me like a mountain lion and I bit my lip and widened my eyes innocently. He forced his body in between my legs and kissed me forcefully. I moaned at the animalistic side of Edward and I could feel myself getting wet. He took advantage of that and stuck his tongue into my mouth. I pulled his hair and he groaned into my mouth. I took his bottom lip and sucked on it gently before kissing him again.

I rolled him over without breaking the kiss so that I was straddling him. I rubbed my hands down his chest and arms, feeling his muscles. He placed his hands on my hips and I ground myself into his hardness. The feeling made me get wetter and we moaned simultaneously. I started pulling his shirt up when I felt his hands constrict around my wrists.

"What's wrong, Edward?" I asked him, my breathing unsteady.

"We can't do this," he said. "Not right now. I need to be completely ready and I'm not. I'm sorry, Bella."

I would be lying if I said that I wasn't disappointed, but I knew that he was right. It wasn't the right time for us.

I struggled to get my breathing under control. Edward let go of my wrists and we just snuggled in his bed. It was very nice once I was breathing normally. He adjusted us so that we were spooning and his arm was draped around my waist. I started falling asleep and I made no move to stop it from happening.

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I woke up to my stomach growling. It took me a minute to remember where I was. I rolled over and faced Edward.

"Edward," I sighed.

"Are you really awake this time?" he asked.

My eyebrows furrowed as I said, "Have there been many false alarms?"

"Just a couple," he said. My stomach growled and Edward said, "Would you like me to make you some lunch?"

I looked at the time and said, "Um, it's five thirty, Edward."

"Well, what about dinner?" he said with a chuckle.

"That would be wonderful," I said.

We walked downstairs to the kitchen and we decided to make creamy pesto sauce with roasted chicken chunks. It was a simple recipe that took less than an hour, so I was all for it. Edward heated the oil and I cut up the pieces of chicken. I added the chicken and sautéed it for a few minutes. We let it simmer for fifteen minutes and then dished out our portions.

We walked to the table and sat across from each other. I moaned at the first bite; it was delicious and I had underestimated how hungry I really was.

"This is delicious!" I exclaimed.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to thank the cook," he said with a smile.

"Thank you, Chef Edward," I teased.

"Hey, you helped," he pointed out.

"Thank you, Chef Bella," I said. We both laughed and continued eating.

I took the plates and washed them off in the kitchen much to Edward's dismay. He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I smiled and turned around so that we were facing and wrapped my arms around his neck. He leaned down and kissed me lovingly. We broke away and looked into each other's eyes. I saw nothing but happiness and love in his eyes, and I was sure that mine were too.

"There's something that I want to show you," Edward said suddenly.

He let go of me and grabbed my hand. He led us towards the basement. I was getting nervous as I realized that he was showing me my surprise. In the basement was a large grand piano, two acoustic guitars, a drum set, and two microphones. Edward walked over to the grand piano and sat down.

"This was inspired by you," he said before he started playing.

The song was complicated with a melody that sang and a countermelody lying underneath in perfect harmony. The song moved to a bridge that was almost sickeningly sweet sounding. The song slowed down and sounded solemn and melancholy. It concluded with soft chords.

I was stunned into silence at the sheer beauty of the song. The fact that I had inspired it made me that much more amazed. He looked up at me, silently asking me what I thought.

"It was beautiful," I managed to get out. Tears were threatening to leak out of my eyes.

Edward got up and hugged me securely against his chest. I was comforted by the even tempo of his heart.

"I love you, Bella," he said. "More than you can possibly imagine."

"Well, I know how much I love you," I said.

He pulled away and said, "You compare a single tree to an entire forest."

I rolled my eyes at him and hugged him again. In that moment, I felt secure. In the moment, I felt happy.

In that moment, I felt loved.