ENJOY!

As I looked at her, the emotion was right there in her eyes, staring me straight in the fucking face. I could feel it in the way she was stroking my jaw, in the way she'd kissed me moments ago.

I felt my pulse speed up as a lump formed in my throat. I was fucking panicking and there was shit I could do to stop it.

She loves me.

One thing was for sure, I needed to think and do it fast because if I bolted from this room or waited too long, chances were, I was going to fuck this up with her before it ever really began.

*~TT&ABOFD~*

What the hell was I supposed to say?

She already knew about my fear regarding the 'L' word. Didn't she know that she was setting me up to fuck everything?

Shit, now my hands are clammy.

I clenched my eyes shut as I stood in place, trying desperately to come to some kind of answer to give her.

"Jesus, you weren't lying when you said you had a fear of…"

"You have no fucking idea," I told her shakily.

"Edward," she whispered, and suddenly her hand was resting against my neck. "You don't have to say it back; I just had to make sure that you know how I feel. But I have to ask, would it really be so horrible to fall for me?"

My eyes shot open, looking at her as though she'd grown a second fucking head. Had she looked in the damn mirror lately? "What?!" I exclaimed. "Horrible? Bella, I fell for you a long fucking time ago; that's not the issue here."

I sighed, taking a step back and running my hands over my face in frustration.

I wonder if she'd care if I downed the bottle of Jack I saw in her pantry; God knows, I fucking need it right now.

But then, then I heard a giggle. I peeked out between my fingers and caught her looking at me with wet eyes and a watery smile.

"What?" I asked, completely baffled. "You're smiling. Why are you smiling? Shouldn't you be kicking my ass or yelling at me or…something?!"

"You and that mouth of yours, Cullen. You just outed yourself without realizing it?"

"I did?"

Oh fuck, what did I say? What in God's name did I say?!

I thought back over my words and froze.

Holy shit on a fucking cracker! She'd fucking tricked me into admitting it without having a freak out.

As I gaped in shock and narrowed my eyes at her fuckery, her hands took hold of my wrists and pulled them around her waist.

"That was all I needed, Pinkie. I know you have issues with that, and I didn't want to push you. I just needed some kind of a fucking reaction. Something to tell me that you weren't going to fucking bail when it got to be too much," she confessed, pressing her forehead against my chest.

Not liking the way she was thinking, I hooked a finger under her chin and forced her to look at me.

"I don't know if you've noticed, but I've fucking been here since day one, Princess. I haven't bailed yet. What makes you think that this would change that?"

"True, we're about to be King and Queen fairies over this region, which by the way, Rosalie is highly fucking pissed off about."

"Shit, you told her?" I exclaimed, knowing full well that if that bitch knew, then Alice and Jasper did too.

"Nope. Your old man did. After I knocked the fuck out of her."

Whoa, hold the fuck up! Bella…my girl…punched the bitch Barbie? And I wasn't there to see it?! I fucking hated my life. This shit was not fair.

"And why am I just now hearing about this?! What did she do?"

"She was talking shit about you, and I lost control. Before she could hit me back, the old pervert called and laid down the law. She pretty much avoided me the rest of the time there. Now," she groaned, leaning up and pressing her lips to mine chastely. "We have more than enough time to talk about all of that. Right now, I just want to take you upstairs and thank you for this weekend…properly."

"Swan, I already told you, we're out of commission for tonight."

"Who said anything about fucking?" she asked, raising her brow at me in annoyance.

"What the fuck are you talking about then?"

"When was the last time you had a massage?"

Oh fuck me running!

*~TT&ABOFD~*

Here it was.

The night of Bella's swearing in had come. And not only was she being sworn in; the passing of the torch—so to speak—from the old man and hag to Bella and I was going down tonight as well.

As with all swearing in ceremonies, Aro and his partner, Caius, were in attendance, and thankfully they'd worn sarongs to cover their wrapped cocks.

I was feeling lighter than I'd felt in months. The massage Bella had given me last night had not only been the first one I'd ever had, but also proved to be exactly what I fucking needed.

She'd worked every kink out of my shoulders and my back. Even my legs.

Hell, it had been so good that I'd fallen asleep.

However, I was positive that I'd fucked up big time when woke up this morning. Bella had come into the bedroom, carrying cups of coffee for the two of us. When she'd noticed me sitting up and my cock standing at attention, she'd grinned and said something about me being in a good mood.

I'd then responded by telling her something along the lines of. "That's right, bitch. Now get to suckin'."

Yeah, it wasn't exactly my best line.

I still have the fucking blisters down my chest from where she'd poured the scalding hot coffee on me.

My girl played fucking dirty.

Anyway, back to the present; pretty much everyone was here, gathered in the front yard of the 'rents house. We all stood around, shooting daggers back and forth at one another.

Bella had finally forgiven me after I'd complimented her on the way she looked tonight—which was fuck hot, but I still didn't like the amount of skin it showed. MINE. That and I'd been trying all damn day to be less abrasive in the way I made my affections known to her.

So far, I'd only called her a bitch twice today, which was a record. And I had made the mistake of telling her a few hours after the bed incident that I would allow her to suck me off if she fucking fingered herself in front of me.

Can't blame a dude for trying.

Emily was with Charlie tonight since Emmett had to come with us, and I could honestly say that I missed the little Sweet Pea. And I totally would have taken her being with us over Emmett.

Ever since he got back from Volterra yesterday, he's grated on my last fucking nerve, begging me for a way out of this life and bitching about what he and Rosalie had been put through.

If you ask me, they fucking deserved it.

"All right, let's get this shit over with," the old man announced, approaching Bella, which caused her to move into my side, clinging to my leotard.

"You're going to have to let go of me at some point, Princess. And you nails are scraping against my burns," I sneered, knowing it was petulant of me, but at this point, I didn't fucking care.

That shit hurt.

"Yeah and remember why it is that you have burns to begin with, Tink."

"Uh, because you were a bitch and threw coffee on me?!" I shouted slash whispered in her ear.

"I swear to God, I'm about to nail you in the fucking balls, Edward. Shut the fuck up! And why is he looking at me like that?" she murmured, watching as he literally undressed her with his eyes.

"Because. When you are given your wings, he stands behind you, and rubs a certain mixture into your shoulders."

Her whipped around as she scowled at me. "And you're fucking okay with his nasty ass hands touching me?!"

Fuck. I hadn't thought about that. This was going to make Aro's announcement at the end that much more worth it.

Wow. Edward was kind of all over the place wasn't he?

I think I lost track of how many times he fucked up and then made up for said fuck ups LOL!

For real, I see maybe 10, but no more than 15 chapters left.

We're definitely winding down :(

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