Edward's POV

We all opted to sleep in the next day, not leaving our rooms until afternoon. Emmett sat staring into his coffee like some kind of zombie.

"I'm going to need a vacation from my vacation, and we haven't even done any drinking."

Bella chuckled and slid a plate of scrambled eggs at him. "We can go drinking tonight if you want. Sixth Street is pretty popular."

"I'm up for that," shrugged Rose, taking a bite off his plate. "Though we shouldn't stay out too late if we want to go to San Antonio tomorrow."

Alice nodded excitedly. "I'm actually really looking forward to that. I've heard about Six Flags and the Alamo and all that."

"The Alamo is on Friday," reminded Jasper, grabbing Emmett's bacon.

Emmett scowled. "Do I get to eat my own fucking breakfast?" he demanded, shielding his plate like a fifth grader taking a test.

Jane snickered and reached past him to grab a piece of toast. He scowled at her and took it back, minus one bite.

Chris laughed. "You are a brave man. I learned quickly not to get between Jane and her food."

Emmett grunted. "I'm pretty sure I could take her in a fight."

"I don't know about that," Alice laughed. "She fights dirty."

Jane winked and I handed her the next plate of food. Before too long, we were all settled around the kitchen eating. It was quiet as we were all still exhausted from the previous couple of days. Emmett was right: we were going to need a vacation from our vacation.

That afternoon and early evening were spent watching some of the movies and participating in the activities that were involved with that. We headed home for dinner around 7 and then changed and headed back to Sixth Street.

To be honest, the days and nights were starting to blur a little here in Austin. We were going so much and there wasn't a lot of time to just sit and be. Originally, Bella had planned for us to have Friday off, but there was too much that people wanted to see in San Antonio so we had to split it into two days.

On Sixth Street, we started out at The Library. Bella pulled me upstairs to the booths where it was quieter and snuggled up with me, wrapping her arms around my chest and kissing the underside of my jaw. I wasn't sure what had brought on this bought of affection but I wasn't going to push it away. The others joined us and we took up two booths, laughing and teasing while we drank our first couple of rounds. Bella stayed securely in my lap and stoically refused all alcohol, claiming status as the DD. Angela took the status for the other car so Ben partook of the beers we passed his way. He looked like he felt a little guilty about it, but not enough to refuse it. Gotta love the Southern raised kids.

I didn't catch the names of many of the other bars, but Bella, Angela, and Ben seemed to know their way around. Angela and Ben I could understand, Bella was surprising. She didn't strike me as the kind of high school kid who'd spent much time out carousing.

Thursday morning dawned way too fucking early. Bella enticed me out of bed by flashing me and inviting me to join her in the shower. That was something I couldn't refuse, so I was up and out of bed in a heartbeat. We met everyone else downstairs and piled into the cars. It was a quiet drive down to San Antonio as most of us tried to continue sleeping off hangovers. We pulled up at the gates to Six Flags Fiesta Texas just as they were opening. Emmett perked right up and he and Rosalie took off. Apparently she loved roller coasters. It was amazing the things I was finding out about that woman now that I wasn't dating her.

Bella grabbed my hand and pulled me towards another roller coaster. She grinned at me as we climbed in.

"Do you like screaming?"

I quirked an eyebrow at her. "Why?"

"Because you're going to scream like a little girl on this ride."

I grinned at her. "You're on, Swan."

She laughed at the accidental rhyme. It was cut off when the ride suddenly rocketed backwards. I grabbed onto my harness and screamed, completely caught off guard. When the ride stopped, Bella was laughing so hard I thought she was going to pee herself. I shoved her lightly as we walked to the next ride. She giggled and wrapped her arms around me.

"I love how predictable you can be," she smiled up at me.

I rolled my eyes and held her tightly against me. "I love…you."

She smiled up at me, her eyes softening. "I love you, too, Edward."

I felt a flood of warmth go over me. I would never get over hearing that from her lips. We walked in silence for a bit and it hit me. This was it. This was the moment. It may not knock her panties off like I promised, but this was a perfect moment. I even had the ring.

My hand went instinctively to my pocket and the lump. I squeezed it and started to put my hand in my pocket when Alice ran up to us, her eyes shining.

"I found a ride that made Jasper scream like a little girl." She was practically dancing in place.

Bella grinned. "I found one for Edward. Did Rose get Emmett?"

"I haven't found her yet. Which one got Edward?"

Bella pointed to the ride behind us and Alice's smile grew. She nodded and disappeared as suddenly as she'd appeared, apparently off to find Jasper and make him scream again.

"So was this some sort of devious plan of yours?" I asked amused.

She smiled up at me, her big brown eyes full of innocence. "Me? Devious?"

I snorted and hooked an arm around her head, pulling her in for a kiss. We started towards another ride. It was hours later I realized that I hadn't proposed.

Bella's POV

Edward seemed a little off that evening at the concert. I looked up at him curiously but he wouldn't meet my gaze. It was almost like he was embarrassed or something. I couldn't figure it out. We left the concert venue relatively early, since we were doing more the next day and everyone was exhausted, and he was silent the whole way to the house.

We said our good nights and headed upstairs. I changed quietly, waiting for him to say something. We were curled up in bed, his arm wrapped around me securely holding me against his chest. I could feel his breaths and his heartbeat against my back and I finally had it. I rolled over awkwardly.

"Edward, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." The tone clearly said there was something wrong.

I sighed. "Edward, don't bullshit me. I can read you like a book. Something's up. You're upset about something or embarrassed or both. It's been going on all week. What is it?"

"I'm not discussing this with you. Drop it."

I bristled. I hated it when people told me what to do like that. I stiffened in his arms and rolled away from him, putting space in between us on the bed. He was silent for a moment.

"Bella…"

"I'm not discussing this with you," I retorted.

He growled, frustrated. It turned me on a little but no way in hell was I giving in first. If he was going to be a douche, fine. He could be a celibate douche.