We stopped at one of the only tiny hotels near the forest. Edward went in to check in, and I tried calming myself down in the car. What was going to happen today? Where would this take us?

He also kissed me again, which gave me butterflies to think about. He wanted to spend half a week to get to our new home with me; not on a plane ride that would be over in a few hours. With me; plain ol' me.

The clouds started to break up now, and the sun shone through. There were still spots of shade that we could sneak through to our room without being noticed.

I spotted Edward out of the corner of my impaired vision. I shut the visor of the car in anger. These contacts blocked my impeccable vision and I huffed. Even though, it was nice and also terrifying to see my green eyes return. I heard Edward laugh again, a beautiful sound.

I got out of the car, careful of the sliver of sunshine that shone from between the trees. Edward was opening the trunk, and grabbed two bags effortlessly.

He led me into the hotel, refusing to let me carry anything.

"Hold your breath." Edward whispered me a warning.

I did as I was told, and walked through the automatic doors, past the front desk.

"Holy shit," a taller, dark haired man at the counter whispered. I kept my eyes on Edwards head, focusing. I refused to lose focus to even look around the hotel lobby. Who knows what sort of thoughts would pop into my head if I had? I heard a low growl come from him and he stopped in his tracks. He transferred both bags to one hand, and grabbed mine with the other. I gasped slightly as his touch and stared at him. He was smirking, and let him lead me down the hall to the elevator.

"What was that about?" I whispered to him as the elevator dinged, releasing my breath.

He rolled his eyes, "I don't even want to tell you what he was thinking about you." He growled.

"So, you got jealous?" I teased. The thought of him being jealous made my heart flutter.

He gestured towards the elevator when it opened for me to walk onto it.

"I just wanted to put him in his place." The doors closed.

"Jealous."

He rolled his eyes now, and I could see a small smirk on his face from the reflection of the silver elevator doors. The elevator finally stopped and Edward gestured to me again.

Once we were out, he walked to the end of the hallway, and opened the door. "I booked the surrounding rooms for you." My heart sank.

"You don't trust me?" I asked and hung my head, walking through the door.

"It's not that, I just want you to be comfortable." He sat the bags down and I looked around the room. "You'd like me to stay in the other room then?" I mumbled.

He grabbed my arm and turned me to him, his expression was bewildered, a little hurt. "Why do you think that?" He still hung onto my arm and the electricity was flowing. He looked lovely in the low-lit room. I sighed and he dropped his grasp. I sat on the bed and looked at him.

"I don't understand you. I think I have you figured out and then you surprise me again."

His lips twitched into a smirk, and he ducked his head and ran a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry, I'm not used to…any of this."

"What makes you think I am?" I questioned and he raised an eyebrow, and sat beside me. I turned to him on the bed.

"You've never had a love interest?"

I rolled my eyes, "You speak like you're from the 17th century."

He chuckled, and stared at me for a minute, waiting for his answer. "No, I haven't per say. I did have a boyfriend for a little while. But it ended badly." My voice got lower, and I looked away from him. I didn't know if I'd wanted to tell him about that.

I met his gaze and he looked concerned. "Did he hurt you?" He growled.

I took a deep breath and held it; the feelings of that dreadful night resurfacing. I was grateful I couldn't cry; it would give too much away.

I released my breath and nodded. A low growl erupted from him again, and he grabbed my hand softly. "What did he do?"

My stomach sank and I shook my head. "I don't want to talk about that." My head was filled with anxiety thinking about it. I stared at his hand holding mine, and the feelings disappeared as he rubbed his thumb on my palm. "I will never hurt you."

I didn't want to look at him, that's what they all say. Whether it was physical or emotional, one way or another, everyone would hurt me eventually.

He brought my gaze to him again, his finger under my chin. His other hand still in mine; fire and sparks. He cupped my face and brought his lips to mine. Every time he kissed me; I don't think I would ever get used to it. Loving, slow, with a small sense of urgency. I kissed him back and tried to forget that horrific night. Edward's kisses were nothing like his. Edwards' were loving, caring, soft.

Suddenly, all those dark feelings gone; it was just him and I.

His tongue grazed my lip and I returned his want. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and one behind my head, pushing me closer to him. I laid down on the soft bed, pulling him with me. My hands were wherever I could get them, his shirt, his hair, his arms… Soft gasps coming from each of us as we kissed. He propped himself on both elbows beside my head, my hands flew to his hair; bringing him closer to me. He positioned his knee between my thighs, and eventually on either side of my hips, straddling me.

He trailed his kisses to my cheek, down my neck; fire everywhere. I involuntarily moaned and felt butterflies fill my stomach. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as he ran his hand up and down my side; lingering on my hips, the side of my breast, my thigh. I was mentally begging him not to stop like he did last time. I wanted him, all of him. I just didn't know if he were going to give in this time. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he stifled a moan from my hair; still kissing my neck, shoulder.

Hearing that beautiful sound escape him only made me want him more. I grabbed him and brought his face to mine again, crushing my lips to his. "I want you," I whispered against his lips, and he moaned again.

Suddenly he was gone, I opened my eyes to him across the room, leaning against the wall. I sat up on my elbows and stared at him, confused.

"I'm sorry," He whispered. He looked upset. Did he not want me as badly as I wanted him? Was he serious? I sat up, cross legged. "I don't…. why…" I couldn't muster words to my confusion. He ran his hand over his face and sighed.

"This isn't how I wanted to do this." He gestured to the hotel room. My mouth dropped open. "Why not?"

He pursed his lips, "You deserve more than this."

"I don't care where I am…as long as its with you." I whispered, avoiding his gaze now. I was on fire. From anger, from the desire flowing through me. I was upset; twice now he's done this to me. The excitement coursed through my dead veins and I breathed trying to calm myself down without making a scene. That was too intense for him to just stop like that.

He chuckled and I glared at him. "That's hardly fair." I got off the bed in a huff. "Could I have one of the other room keys please?" His mouth dropped a bit, but he quickly closed it. "Ariya." He whispered; I could hear the hurt in his voice. Was I being overly dramatic? Probably. Did I care? No. I needed to teach him a lesson. He wanted to tease me? Two can play at that game.

I held my hand out waiting, avoiding his gaze again. I felt a small plastic card placed in my palm and I gripped it. His fingers grazed my wrist and the fire returned. I ignored it and grabbed my bag off the floor, and walked out the door. I looked to the key and it said 402, which was right across the hall. I unlocked the door and opened it, closing it swiftly behind me. It was the exact layout as the other room except mirrored. The king bed, orange sofa in the corner with the 50-inch tv on the dresser. I didn't care about the aesthetics. I dropped my bag on the desk and sat on the bed.

Instantly I heard a knock at the door. My gaze flew to it, "Ariya." He groaned. I smirked to myself. I was being childish.

I got up swiftly and walked to the door. I opened it to him leaning on the doorframe, in all his greatness. The low-lit hallway glistened off his hair. I wanted to run my hands through it again.

"Come back." He whispered seductively. A chill ran down my spine and I straightened up. "Why Edward? What do you want from me?"

He stood up away from the door and had an expression like I slapped him.

He opened his mouth and closed it again. I sighed, "Edward I don't want to play these games. One minute I'm your travel buddy, the next I'm someone you want for two minutes and then nothing. You're playing with me and I don't like it."

He reached over and caressed my cheek, and pushed his way through into the room, and took me in an embrace. The feeling of being held by him like this was indescribable. I felt safe, warm, and home. In the few days I've known this man have felt like an entire century. He was suddenly my everything.

I relaxed, and wrapped my arms around his waist. "That was never my intention. I'm sorry; I should be clearer with my feelings for you."

He pulled back and took my face in his hands. "In this short time, we've known each other…I've never felt closer to someone. Someone I could tell all my secrets to. Someone that knew everything about me, except that you don't yet." He smiled, "I know now what my siblings were going on about with love at first sight and that bond they share…"

My breath caught in my throat as I stared into his gold eyes. "I'm falling in love with you." He admitted; pressing his lips together waiting.

"You love me." I murmured. I didn't know if I loved him yet. I was certainly drawn to him, but didn't know why or how. Sure, he was unbelievably gorgeous; but every time he talked to me or even looked at me, the butterflies filled my stomach. Was I in love with him? It hadn't been but less than a week since I'd known him. Was it possible?

He smiled again. "Possibly."

"You barely know me. And I barely know you."

He sighed and his hands fell to his sides. "I know, and that's why I'd love to actually get to know you. I don't want to jump into sex and just lust after you." I could have blushed again, just hearing him mention it. "Even though it's killing me…" he whispered, running his fingers up my arm. I shivered.

I sighed, "I guess I got carried away too." I admitted, grabbing his hand. He smiled at my gesture, and rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb. "Hey, Alice and Jasper met once and were in the bedroom within the next few hours." He laughed.

"Seriously?" My eyes wide. He nodded, still chuckling. "Alice saw him coming in a vision…and Jasper hadn't known it yet until he walked into a bar and saw her."

I considered it, maybe they felt the same attraction Edward and I did. I would definitely jump Edward if he let me.

"How long are you going to make me wait?" I asked. He pursed his lips, and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "I'm not making you wait…I'm making myself wait. At least, a few more days…Or as long as I can handle it." He whispered against my hair, placing a kiss on my forehead. I shivered again and groaned.

He laughed, and I turned, walking towards the bed. "Would you like to stay in this room?" He asked, still standing by the door. I walked towards the sliding glass door. There was a view of the forest; of course, I could see everything. It was easy to forget my abilities now. There were squirls fighting in a tree about 300 yards away, and the sun shone into the trees just like Alice predicted. It was a good thing we stopped. "Possibly…there's a view." I felt him behind me, he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and the fire was back. This was going to be impossible. On one hand, I felt as if we got it over with, we would be fine; but in reality, I wouldn't want to stop.

He rested his head on my shoulder and kissed and nipped at my neck. "Edward…" I moaned. He pulled away and I turned to him. He was smirking. "Do you get a rise out of teasing me like that?" I raised my eyebrows at him.

"I really like hearing you say my name." He smiled my favorite smile. My jaw dropped, and he laughed. I smacked his arm and he rubbed it like it hurt him. I shook my head at him and went to my bag. I had to shower, release some sort of tension. I unzipped it and surveyed what was inside. There were at least a week and half worth of outfits in this tiny bag; perfectly folded and organized. I shook my head; Alice and I were going to be great friends. "Just wait till she finds out I like shopping."

Edward laughed again, "She's going to love that."

I grabbed something comfortable, lavender joggers and a light gray V-neck T-shirt, a new bra and some panties. I noticed some very sensual lingerie in there, and ignored it. I didn't even want to think about what she had seen us doing in order for her to pack that in my bag. I grabbed the toiletry bag as well and walked to the bathroom.

"I'm going to grab my bag." Edward mumbled and walked out the door. I took a deep breath and entered the bathroom. It was nice, not as nice as the one in the Cullen's old house, but nice for a hotel. I didn't get to go on many vacations when I was younger, so to me, everything was nice.

We also didn't have much money, so I knew this was going to be a different life. I don't know how much money the Cullen's had, but judging by the last home they lived in and how often they commuted; it was a lot.

I didn't ask, it wasn't my place to. I started the shower and checked the temperature. I noticed Edward was the same temperature as me, but everything felt different. How did I feel to a human? I was assuming cold.

Water for example, temperature. Warm was noticeable, and calming, cold was uncomfortable but nothing unbearable. I had no blood circulating after all, it didn't make sense. Maybe things like showering and brushing our teeth and doing our hair was something we did out of habit, but didn't need to. Or wearing comfortable clothes; I was perfectly fine in what I had on, but it was habit.

I could stand in the same position forever and never get tired; I never got tired. I didn't sleep, that was a new one. I felt perfectly fine, strong and awake. Perfectly healthy.

I let the water run a little too long, thinking about everything now that I had some time. I shook my head again, trying to clear it. I stripped myself and got under the hot water. It was comforting, but overall made no difference.

I tried to focus on washing my body; Alice packed some body wash and the brand was foreign to me. It smelled amazing though and I squeezed it on my loofa. I heard the main door shut again and Edward was shuffling through his bag. I tried to imagine him in here with me, washing my back and touching me…

I closed my eyes and gulped, trying to shake the thoughts away. Just then the bathroom door opened and I froze.

I peeked out of the shower curtain and Edward stood at the door in the foggy room. His shirt was gone, and I stared at the perfect planes of his abs. Wearing nothing but his sweatpants.

"Can I join you?" he whispered.