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"You look beautiful in anything," Edward said, then leant in to kiss my cheek before whispering low so that Renee and Phil couldn't hear, "Or in nothing at all." I gave a little giggle, earning a sharp look from Renee, as I wondered about what Edward had in store for tonight.

"I'm buggered," Edward murmered as his head fell to the pillow beside mine.

"That's no good," I said as turned my body on the side, proppped myself up on one elbow and faced Edward, then extended my hand and ran one finger down his (unfortunately) t-shirt covered chest.

"Bella," Edward said sternly as he took a hold of my wrist, then pulled my hand into his.

"What, you don't want to have any fun tonight?" I joked.

"I'm tired Bella," Edward said quietly, then forced a yawn.

"You don't have to do anything then, how about I give you some fun?" I offered.

"Can't we just lay here together and then fall asleep?" He asked.

"Edward, we're not going to get a chance to do anything like this, Charlie would never let you stay over my house and share my bed and I'm sure your parents are the same, why shouldn't we take advantage of that?"

"It's special to me just falling asleep with you. None of that other stuff mattered to our relationship before and I don't want things to change. Also, my parents are not uptight, they trust me. I just didn't think it would be appropriate for me to ask you to stay at mine because I thought you'd assume that I had some kind of expectations of you, which I don't. I could deal with waiting until marriage if I had to because I love you," Edward whispered, his voice sounding like a soft purr.

"Sorry," I whispered and then dropped down from the elbow i'd propped myself up on and lay with my back against the mattress, staring up at the white ceiling. Edward lay back down on his back, so we were both lying on our backs, eyes wide open and not touching one another. "You're supposed to be tired," I reminded Edward.

"Oh yeah," he said, then chuckled and started to fake snore.

"Shut up," I said with a laugh and hit him playfully on the arm. Edward held onto my arm and then draped it across his chest. I leant into his body and rest my head on his warm chest. I looked up to him to find his eyes were shut, veiling his glorious green eyes. He truly was perfect, I wanted to reach out and trace his lips, his nose, pull his eyes open so I could see into the depths of his soul. I wondered if he ever thought this way.

"Edward?"

"Mhm?"

"Why do you love me?" I asked.

"Why?"

"I just want to know," I said.

"Uh okay then...I love you because you're kind and selfless and because you're intelligent and amazing but you're never arrogant even though you're the most beautiful person there is," Edward said simply.

"It sounds like you're talking about yourself," I said.

"Not exactly Bella, I've been arrogant and rude at times," Edward said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well part of the move was because my parents wanted to get me away from New York," Edward admitted.

"Why didn't you tell me this before? I thought it was because of your Mom wanting to go someplace quiet."

"I wanted to make a fresh start, I didn't want anything in the past to matter," Edward said. All of what he was saying seemed strange to me, he'd always seemed nothing but pure and good to me and I couldn't believe he'd ever been a bad person, or at the least considered himself bad.

"I can't imagine you ever doing anything bad, you don't smoke or take drugs or even drink. You are good to your parents, you're getting A's in everything...you do drive a bit fast, but apart from that..."

"I don't do anything now, I learnt my lesson but back there, my friends and I got up to some pretty bad stuff. I nearly flunked last year. My parents were furious they were spending all this money for me to go to an elite school."

"You're so vague sometimes, what did you do Edward?" I asked, impatient now.

"I was seeing this girl and she was crazy, we'd go out drinking all the time, ditch school and go get high-"

"What?" I asked, completely shocked by what he was saying. In the two months we'd been together, he'd never mentioned any of this and when I'd ask about how things were back before he moved to Forks, he'd shrug it off and say there wasn't much to tell.

"Drugs, Bella," Edward said. "I wasn't into the heaps hard stuff, mainly I just smoked."

"Pot?"

"Yes, a lot of the people I hung around were into the harder stuff,"

"How did this conversation turn this way?" I whispered, unsure of what else to say.

"I'm sorry, I should've told you sooner. I didn't want it to matter, I love you and I wanted you to love me back without any of the oth-"

"What happened? What made you stop?" I asked, interrupting him.

"The girl I was seeing overdosed and Dad found out, you know, he and Mom were working all the time and they didn't really know what was going on. I don't even speak to any of my friends, I don't know what's going on with them anymore."

I didn't say anything, I merely slipped back down and rest my head on the pillow, facing the opposite side of me that Edward was on.

"Bella, are you okay?"

"I just want to go to sleep," I said, then closed my eyes. Edward didn't say anything further or even make a move to touch me. I lay there silently, hearing only our breathing. I knew Edward was awake, but I didn't overly care.

"I'm sorry Bella," Edward whispered.

"You could've told me," I said. I still couldn't believe he had all this in his past and he was only telling me now, when I'd already fallen in love with him.

The clock struck twelve, the new day upon us. That was the last thing I remember before waking up the next morning to an empty bed.

"Edward?" I called out, but recieved no response. I quickly got up out of bed and hurried down the stairs and into the living room, where I found Edward's long, lean body scrunched up on the small loveseat.

"Edward?" I called again as I crouched beside him and stroked a stray hair off his face.

"Mhm," he murmered, then slowly he opened his eyes. "Bella," He said, a smile gracing his face.

"What are you doing down here?" I asked.

"I wanted to give you some space," Edward replied.

"You didn't have to do that, really I'm fine. Come back upstairs," I said, extending my hand. It was still quite early, so Renee and Phil were still asleep. I took Edward back into our bedroom and told him to sit down on the bed. Of course I hadn't forgotten what today was.

I got down on my knees beside Edward, then reached under the bed and pulled out the gift bag that had his present in it. "Happy anniversary," I said softly, then I brought myself up and sat beside Edward, handing him the bag.

"You're too generous," Edward said as he took the bag.

"Says you who buys me gold for our first anniversary," I said with a giggle.

Edward reached inside the bag, first pulling out the shirt, of which he said he liked, then the chocolates and finally the box with the messages in it.

"Okay this is a special present, you can't see what's inside straight away, only one part a day," I said, to which Edward replied with a confused look. "Just open it up and pull one bit of paper out," I instructed.

Edward did as I told, and pulled out a strip of colored paper. He unfolded it and then read the message, then a big smile appeared across his face.

"There's like two hundred or so in there, so you can pick a new one out every day."

"That's heaps cool, I wish I thought of something like that. Today's one says 'Car rides & Clair De Lune'" Edward said. "I love it, thank you" he added, then he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me softly on the forehead. "I've got to grab yours." I added a mental note to thank Renee for the idea.

Edward walked over to his suitcase and pulled a small rectangle box out of the front compartment, then walked over to me and placed it in my hands. A large logo adorned the top of the box, a logo even I recognised; Chanel. My jaw seemed like it had droped to the floor. I took the lid off, revealing a long, sparkly quilted wallet, complete with the Chanel logo. (Link on Profile)

"Oh. My. God," was all I could mutter, then I admired the wallet in silence.

"I noticed that you needed a new wallet, it's not overly romantic but it's definetly useful," Edward murmered, breaking the silence.

"Edward, this is...this is too much," I said.

"You don't like it?"

"No, I love it. It's just that this is Chanel, I don't even want to know how much this cost. Edward really this is too much," I said.

"It's not Bella, really," Edward said. "Please don't protest, just accept it and humour me."

"Thank you Edward, it's really lovely. Don't think that I don't appreciate it, I really do love it."

"Good, I'm glad," Edward said, then pulled me into his arms. "Glad that you're not mad at me as well."

"Yeah well I was thinking about that and I know it doesn't matter, you didn't keep it from me because you don't trust me, you just didn't want it to change my perception of you. It doesn't, I don't care about the past, only now and my future with you," I said then kissed him full on the lips.

"Mhm, I love you," Edward murmered into my hair.

"Okay well just be honest with me, anything else you need to tell me like you robbed a bank, hence all the money?" I joked.

"It's called wealthy grandparents," Edward said with a laugh. "Both my parents are from wealthy families and then my Dad still makes alright money at the hospital."

"I can't even begin to imagine what it's like to have the kind of money to be able to go out and buy a Chanel wallet for some little anniversary," I said.

"Bella! You're supposed to be humoring me, remember? Besides, it's good quality, it will last."

"Hrm...well maybe I can pay you back," I said, then flipped my leg over so I was straddling his waist.

"You're so...so...hormonal lately," Edward stuttered.

"Well one taste and i'm addicted," I murmered into his ear, before pushing my self into him further, so our faces were almost touching. "It's your fault for being so irresistible."

"Bella," Edward warned, his sweet breath fanning over me.

"I don't understand why you're against this," I said.

"Are you forgetting why you and Jacob broke up?" Edward asked.

"That was different, he was pressuring me. I didn't love him but I love you, it seems right, like the next step to bring us closer."

"Bella, not here and not now, it's not appropriate," Edward said as he took my leg and carefully edged me off him. "I'm not going to take that away from you just because you're feeling in the mood."

"I know, you're right."

When the clock approached five o'clock, I decided it was time to get ready ahead of mine and Edward's dinner date. He had made reservations before we had even arrived in Scottsdale, but in typical Edwardism, he wouldn't tell me where we were going.

I took my clothes and make-up into Renee's room, as she'd said she would help me get ready.

She fussed over my hair and make-up for what seemed like hours, while I sat in front of the mirror in her bedroom. She blow-dried my hair straight, then went over it with a straightner and applied a smoothing serum to my locks so they looked shiny and smooth.

Then she put a small amount of foundation on and lightly blushed my cheeks, before brushing a light blue shadow over my eyelids, then coating my lashes in dark mascara.

The dress I had chosen, was one that Alice has insisted that Edward would absolutely love. Why she was so sure, I didn't know, but I thought I should trust her. The dress fell to just above my knee and was a halter neck. It had a silk underlay, as well as silk band under the top and was a lovely, deep royal blue.

Renee loaned me a pair of strappy silver heels, that were surprisingly easily to walk in despite the intricate detail of them. I examined myself in the full-length mirror and decided I looked nice and maybe, just maybe, I wouldn't look completely dull and average next to my personal Adonis.

"Sweetie, that man of yours is going to be speechless," Renee gushed, proud of her hard styling work.

"Thanks mom, but I still think he's a lot more pretty than I am," I laughed.

"Bella honey, you're such a beautiful young lady. You two are both beautiful, don't doubt just how gorgeous you are," Renee said, then pulled me into a hug.

"Thank you, I love you," I whispered into her ear.

"Have a wonderful night sweetie," Renee said, giving me a kiss goodbye on the forehead, then exited the room.

"Ready to go love?" Edward asked as he entered the room.

"Yes," I said, then proceeded towards Edward.

"Wow, you look beautiful," Edward cooed. He was dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, the shirt I'd bought him, along with a black blazer I hadn't seen before.

"So do you," I said, then Edward took my hand and lead me down the stairs.