My jaw dropped and I stared at him. "I can't take it anymore." He whispered. I gripped the shower curtain, hiding myself. I didn't know what to say.

"Is this a trap?" I smiled jokingly.

He approached me, smiling my favorite smile and caressed my cheek. The water fell onto his palm and he smirked. "Thinking of you soaping yourself up in here…and I saw what Alice slipped in your bag. It threw me over the edge." His voice was seductive and full of desire.

"You're serious?" I asked surprisingly.

His eyes stayed on mine, waiting. My knees felt weak, but I held myself up. I nodded slowly, and he grabbed my face, kissing me and pulling me to him. The curtain fell from my grip and I was exposed to him; except he didn't look. He was focused on our kiss. It was hard and wanting, full of desire.

I could feel him effortlessly strip off his pants, and he climbed into the shower with me. Suddenly I was filled with butterflies. I was so nervous now; I had never done this before, had he? Was I ready?

He wrapped his arms around my waist and I could feel his penis pressing against my stomach, I gasped and he kissed me deeper. The water fell over us, drenching my hair. He continued kissing me deeply and pushed me against the shower wall. He moved his kisses to my neck and I gasped, trying to catch my breath. It was such a reflex response, I knew I didn't have to, but it made me more comfortable.

He stopped at looked at me, his eyes traced my face and expression. I didn't know what my face looked like, but he didn't approve. "Are you alright?" His hands rested on my waist, and I blinked.

"Yes. No." I sighed, "Edward I've never done this before." I admitted finally. He offered a small smile. "Neither have I."

I wanted to laugh, there was no way he was a virgin. If he wanted me this easily, there's no way he didn't feel this way at least once in his lifetime about another girl.

"Do you want to stop?" He asked, keeping his eyes on mine. I considered it for a second, he was such a gentleman; asking if I was comfortable.

I smiled, "No."

He returned my smile with a light kiss on my lips. "You're sure?" He whispered against my lips.

I nodded, my breathing faster now. "Tell me if you want to stop." I nodded again, wanting him closer to me.

"If we're doing this now, we're taking it slow." He murmured in my ear seductively. His voice like satin, draped over me.

I nodded again, unable to speak. He reached over and grabbed the loofa from my hand, and positioned himself behind me. He pressed his body against me, and I gasped again, feeling him.

I could almost imagine him smirking to himself. He began washing my shoulders, kissing my neck, and running his hand down my waist. I felt as if my knees were going to give out.

I moaned as he kissed my neck, trailing kisses up and down my jaw, occasionally on my lips, forehead.

He dropped the loofa and turned me around, facing him. His gaze left mine and he scanned my body. I Instantly wanted to hide; I didn't know what he was thinking. I kept my eyes on his, I was too afraid to look down.

"Fuck you're beautiful." He whispered, and pulled me into another kiss. I gasped against his lips; I had never heard him curse. His hands trailed up and down my back, hesitating over my ass. Eventually after a minute he caressed it; sliding his hands around it, groping and squeezing. Small moans escaped him as he kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed myself into him. The feeling in my stomach was like nothing else, I wanted him.

"Mmm Ariya," He moaned my name and I almost lost it. "I like hearing you say my name." I whispered and he smirked. Then, he groped both of my thighs and pulled me up, my legs around his waist. He pressed me against the wall again and kissed me.

The feelings running through me were indescribable. Nothing could ruin my high, or this moment. I didn't care if the entire world was burning down; it was just him and I.

He trailed his kisses down my neck, to my collarbone, nearing my breasts. My breath caught again, and he hesitated, looking back to me. I nodded, answering his pause, and he smiled again. I watched him as he kissed down my breast and licked my nipple.

I moaned embarrassingly loud, but he didn't care; he took it as permission and took my nipple into his mouth. I threw my head back in bliss, utter bliss.

Whispered swears left my lips as he sucked; I was grateful he was holding me up now, my knees would have given out. His hands gripped my waist and held me tightly. He gripped my hair and pulled my face to him again, kissing me fiercely now. I instinctually grinded against his body, craving more.

"Edward," I moaned again, unable to take much more. Pressure was building up inside me and I craved his touch. The water started to turn cold.

He smiled against my lips, "Let's take this to the bed."

My stomach dropped again, "Okay." I whispered and clung to him. He reached back and turned the water off, and flung the curtain open. He enveloped me in kisses again, needing, wanting kisses. His tongue fought with mine and I gave in. I felt the bed underneath me instantly, and he climbed on top of me, showering me with kisses. He trailed them down my neck, his hands resting at my sides, rubbing them up and down. Our wet bodies soaked the bedding, but I ignored it.

"Are you sure?" He whispered against my neck. "More than sure." I gasped, my hand a firm grip in his hair, my other hand gripping the sheets. I didn't know if it would be painful, it was my first time after all, but I didn't know if that applied to vampires.

He looked at me then, hovering above me. His eyes were so golden; I'm assuming because we had just hunted. I wondered when mine would look that beautiful, or if they ever would.

He brought me into a gentle kiss, and I felt his hand reach down and move my legs apart. If my heart was awake, I'm sure it would be embarrassingly loud. I tried to focus and steady my breath. He positioned himself between my legs and leaned into me, kissing my cheek and neck again. I gripped his wet back and hair, pulling him closer. I could feel him pressing against my entrance, waiting.

He slid into me then and first I was taken aback; there was no pain, only pleasure. I gasped loudly as it happened and his eyes were on me. My gasp turned into a moan quickly, and I lifted my hips, begging for more. I gripped his hair again and crushed my lips to his. I could feel him smile against my lips and a small moan escaped him. I couldn't believe I was making love with this beautiful man; I was praying it wasn't a dream.

He quickened his movements then, and there was a sharp pang of pure and utter bliss in my stomach. He moaned low curses, my name, and gripped the bedframe; I could hear a small crack erupt in it, but at this moment I didn't care.

I never wanted him to stop, it felt amazing. "Don't stop," I moaned loudly. I could feel the pressure building inside me, and my breathing hiked again. He propped himself up on his elbow now, watching me; a slight smile on his face. He gripped my thigh in his other hand and went deeper and faster. The pressure was almost unbearable pleasure.

"Edward!" I moaned and he kissed me eagerly; holding me to him as he picked up his pace. A wave of utter bliss and pleasure rattled through me and I grinded against his body, moaning and gasping. It was as he if he copied my movements and did the same thing; moaning my name as he climaxed. "Ariya," He moaned against my neck, falling onto me. His movements slowed and then stopped as he rested on top of me. Our breathing was frantic and he propped himself up to kiss me again. This time, it was soft, loving. He clutched my face in one hand and laid his forehead on mine.

He just stared at me for a minute, catching his breath even though it was unnecessary. I felt as if I were doing the same thing, and smiled at him. "You're beautiful." He whispered, giving me my favorite smile. I smirked, "Are you in love with me now?" I asked, jokingly.

He chuckled. "Possibly; it's impossibly close."

I rolled my eyes. "Has anyone ever fallen in love this fast?" I asked, tracing the perfect features on his face.

"Don't make me start quoting Romeo and Juliet." He smiled again. I laughed and he rolled to the side of me.

Did I love him? Already? I didn't know… I'd never experienced anything like this before. I certainly had feelings for him; deep feelings that erupted from nowhere. A million thoughts were running through my mind and I felt like I didn't have time to organize them.

We still had a few days before we reached our new home, which made me shudder. Home. Right. I wasn't allowed to go back to my old life, but did I want to? My mother died a few years back and my dad had become depressed. I cared for him and loved him, he certainly didn't make my life easier; but he was all I had, all he had. Now, he has no one and my dead heart ached at the thought.

I sighed and Edward noticed, "Are you alright?" He questioned.

I sat up, "I think so. It's just a lot of change within a few days' time."

He sat up too, and rubbed my back lovingly. "I know how you feel. We still have some time before we have to go back to high school, so try not to worry."

I smiled a small smile, "Are you going to hold my hand?"

He chuckled and ran a hand though his wet hair. "Only if you want me to."

"I always want you."

He smiled my favorite smile, "Then it's settled. I'm now your boyfriend for all intents and purposes." He bowed and I fell back in laughter.

In all reality we had about two weeks until I had to endure high school all over, even though I still hadn't had a chance to graduate the first time. Two weeks until I was surrounded by dozens of students. Dozens of students I had to try my best not to kill. The middle of the semester; how inconspicuous.

We laid in bed for the rest of the day, talking about my past life and his; I learned a lot about him. We waited on the sun to go down before we left for inconspicuous reasons.

I stared at the bed; sheets strewn everywhere. I felt that pang of pleasure run through my stomach again thinking about our recent activities. Edward came back in the room then, caught me looking. He grabbed my hand and took the bag I was holding. "You know I can carry that right? Technically I'm stronger than you right now."

He rolled his eyes, but still took it. "What kind of man am I if I let my girl carry her stuff?"

"Oh, so were stuck in the 1900's still."

"Where chivalry exists still, yes." He dropped the bags and grabbed me by the waist. My breathing hiked as he was holding me again.

"Is there a problem miss?" His breath was hot on my face as he kissed down my face into my neck. I moaned and wrapped my arms around him. There was a knock at the door. I held my breath instantly, almost by habit now.

Edward huffed, rolled his eyes and ran to the door. It was the hotels maid, here to clean up our mess. She walked in gaping at me. I could have blushed again. I still wasn't used to the stares; I'm glad now Edward reminded me to put contacts in. She glanced over at the bad and gasped. I followed her gaze and my eyes were wide. There was crack in the dark wooden bedframe; not quite broken but it wouldn't take much to finally break it.

My eyes went wide and I walked a little to quickly into the hallway; embarrassed. Edward grabbed our bags and we walked to the elevator, holding in our laughter.

We couldn't take it anymore once we were in the elevator; boughs of laughter exploded from us and I leaned into him. "Did you see her face," I laughed. His laughter settled into a smile and he caressed my cheek. He was just about to kiss me when the doors opened. A business looking man stood there, again, gaping at us. Suit and all, even the briefcase.

I cleared my throat and walked out. Edward grabbed the bags and followed suit. As we walked to the car he had an impeccable grin on his face.

"What?" I asked, referring to his smug behavior. He put the bags in the open trunk and walked over to me. "His thoughts,"

"Are you going to share with the class Mr. Cullen?"

He chuckled again and opened the door. "He was a lonely tax broker hoping to see some action."

My mouth dropped and I slid into the car. Edward laughed all the way to his side of the car. He slid into his seat, still laughing. "That man was hoping he'd catch us in the act?" I was astonished, was nothing private anymore?

He nodded, still laughing.

I shook my head, embarrassment seemed to be my middle name now. We started driving again, and before I knew it, we were almost completely through Texas. Edward still drove like a maniac, and the highway was clear since it was so late at night. We saw the occasional trucker on the road, but other than that it was clear. We talked about everything, mostly his past now. Mine wasn't that interesting and he was much older than me, he's lived through more.

It only took us about an hour to get through the tiny corner of New Mexico before we reached Colorado at dawn. "It's supposed to be a cloudy snowy day in the mountains, gives us a good chance to stop for some mountain lion. Or grizzly if you prefer." His face was smug again and my mouth fell open.

"I'll stick with deer." My beautiful voice shaking.

He laughed again, and I could see the mountains come into view. It was beautiful, so peaceful. I had never been anywhere but Louisiana and Mississippi. "You'll regret it if you don't try. There are some where we'll be living, so you can always try later."

"Why would I regret it?"

"The taste is much better; carnivores are closer to human blood."

"Isn't that something we're trying to avoid?"

He smirked "Yes and no, I hope you never experience what human blood tastes like…but, you'll be more satisfied. Your throat won't have that continuous burn like you said it did."

My throat lit up in flames as soon as he mentioned it. My hand flew to my throat as he said it, and he looked to me with worry.

"We're almost there, I forget how often newborns need to hunt."

"I'm fine," I lied as I tried to enjoy the view of the sunset rising in the horizon, and the beautiful glint it had on the mountains.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful." I dazed at the sight.

"I have,"

I looked to him then and he was smiling slightly at me. I looked down again, embarrassed. I just imagine red flowing my face now. Butterflies filled my stomach every time he looked at me.

He pulled into a side road and stopped. I hadn't even been paying attention. We were in front of a sign that claimed it was Mt. Tyndall. We were surrounded by trees and for the first time in my entire life; snow.

I got out of the car gasping and staring. Snow.

"You've never seen snow?"

I just shook my head and gathered it in my hand. It didn't melt, it stayed perfectly formed; tiny white crystals each with their individual individuality. It felt no different in my hand then a shirt, or any other object. I balled my hand into a fist, and the snow indented, leaving indentations of my hand. Still, it didn't melt.

"Why isn't it melting?" I asked, a little disappointed. I also realized I wasn't cold out here to my new body.

Edward looked at me skeptically, as if I were missing something. If the snow didn't melt, how cold were my hands. How cold was my body? Technically, I was dead. No blood ran through my veins. My heart didn't beat.

I processed for a minute and let the snow fall from my hand, my face in a frown. Edward was next to me then, taking my hand.

"Let's go hunt."