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'Bella, why do you smell like the shifter?'

I gasped a little. "You can smell that?"

He raised his eyebrow impatiently. "Yes, now answer me. Why?"

I tried to look away, but he kept pulling my face back to his. I sighed. "When I went into Merlotte's to tell him earlier, he was perfectly fine with it. He understood. Since everyone had counted on someone being there today to help, I asked if he needed help for some of the day. He said if I could work a few hours, it would be great."

Eric was silent for a minute, thinking. "This is the only time you'll ever be doing something like that." He looked at me intently.

It wasn't a question, and I knew it. It was more along the lines of a command, which I knew I had no choice except to follow. "I know. It was only because all the waitresses had counted on having help today."

He stared at me then nodded. "Are you at least getting paid for the time you were there?"

I nodded excitedly. "He's sending me a check to this address for the hours and I got to keep all the tips I made." I reached into my pocket book and pulled out the stack of bills.

He smiled patiently and indulgingly. "How much is there?"

"I don't know. I haven't counted it yet."

He held out his hand. "May I?" I nodded and he flipped through the stack quickly, much faster than I could have. "There is $154." He handed the money back and I slipped it in my purse. "You must have been an excellent waitress."

I nodded and jumped into his arms to kiss him. "I was! I didn't even trip or spill anything!"

He chuckled. "That's good." I smiled. He carried me to the door and walked inside. He sat me on the couch. "Good evening, Mrs. Stackhouse."

She smiled warmly. "Mr. Northman, good evening to you as well." She turned to me. "Bella, how did today go?"

"Good. Sam will send me a check to here, and I got to keep the tips."

"Wonderful. Did you get the grades from the test yet?" she inquired.

"Yeah, I got an A. They'll send me graduation information later."

"Oh, congratulations!" She clapped her hands.

"Lover, is your car unlocked?" I nodded. "Is everything upstairs in your room?" I nodded again. "Very well; I shall go pack the car."

I smiled and thanked him before he started moving at vampire speed. I thanked Adele for everything and we hugged each other. Eric was only gone a short minute, but I think I heard him go by at least a few times. We said our goodbyes, and promises to keep in touch.

I walked out the door; Eric opened the door for me and closed it after I was in before getting in the driver's seat and starting towards Shreveport. I could feel butterflies feeling my stomach as I realized this was actually happening. I wasn't going to be living with my relatives; I was going to be living with my 1100 year old vampire mate in a different town an hour away. Eric must have felt what was flipping in my stomach. His hand on mine drew me out of my thoughts and into the present.

"What is it, Bella?" he asked softly.

"It's just… I've never lived with anyone other than my mom, grandma, and dad until the other day when I came here, and now I'm moving in with you. There are just butterflies of nervousness and happiness is there too." I smiled at him. "I love you. That's why I'm here."

He smiled back at me before pulling my hand up to kiss it. "I love you as well. You'll get used to the idea quickly after the couple of days alone. You'll also see the extent I love you."

I blushed and reached across to peck him on the cheek. He pouted. "No more than that?"

I smiled. "Not while you're driving."

He grinned mischievously and looked in the mirrors before coming to a complete stop in the middle of the road. "What about now?"

I laughed before giving him a sweet kiss on the mouth that he turned into something very passionate and needy. After I was back firmly in my seat, he sped off and continued on. We arrived at his house only thirty minutes after we left due to his driving, and I was actually glad for that this time. He helped me out of the car and led me to the door.

"Have you eaten yet?" he asked as he unlocked the house using a few things.

"No; I wanted to get home so I could see you."

He nodded; the next destination seemed to be the kitchen. "Find something to eat while I bring everything in." I nodded and he took off at lightning speed.

I looked around and made a small sandwich, as I was more eager for other activities. I had just finished eating when Eric came back in. I threw away the trash before I leaped into his arms. He kissed me, but his face squished up. I looked at him confused.

"Before we continue, you must clean your mouth. The taste of whatever that is doesn't appeal to us vampires."

He whisked me away to somewhere I hadn't been taken to yet and put down in the bathroom. My toothbrush and toothpaste were already there. I quickly took care of that before turning around to Eric. He picked me up and I felt a bed under me in the next moment. Our kisses became quickly heated and I couldn't be happier. Tension was building and it wanted release.

That night, I had never felt so much pleasure. Maybe because we had more of the night to ourselves than previously. I fell asleep curled next to him. That night, my dream was odd.

I saw a man that had tattoos, and green eyes that could rival Eric's blue intensity. He had light brown hair and was dressed in a nearly see through white ensemble. He stood there looking at me. Suddenly Eric was there beside him. He had on a black suit with a purple tie that was clean and pressed and his hair was shorter and frostier, like he had highlights put in. Then appeared Pam in a long red dress with lace and beads that belonged at the turn of the century. Her hair was partially up and was curled. They all had their fangs out. After a moment, I appeared beside Pam. I had on dark jeans and a purple top with purple shoes. My hair was down like usual and straight. What amazed me though is I had fangs sticking out of my mouth and a drop of blood running down from the corner of my mouth.

I woke up with a gasp, and Eric's arms tightened around me.

"What is it?" he asked softly.

I looked at him. "I had a weird dream is all." I thought for a minute. "How are you awake?"

He smiled. "Because I'm so old. My maker needs even less sleep than I do. So, tell me about your dream?"

I hesitated, but an encouraging nod had me spilling everything. I told them the order they appeared and what everyone looked like and was wearing. "You all had your fangs sticking out," I told him.

Eric looked amazed, but I wasn't finished. "Then I appeared. I had on jeans and purple otherwise." I paused for a second. "I had fangs too, and blood was running down from my mouth at the corner."

His arms tightened around me and he kissed me until I calmed a little. "What has you so shaken, my love?"

I looked at him. "Why would there be blood on my lips but not any of yours?"

He thought a second. "You might have seen yourself shortly after you were turned. Newborns aren't exactly known for controlling their bloodlust."

I shivered at the thought. "Do you know who the other man was?"

He was silent for a moment. "He's my maker. His name is Godric. I planned on telling you of him today. He's coming to visit soon." He smiled and looked happy. "I can't wait for the two of you to meet. You'll like him; he's one of the kindest vampires to those he thinks should be treated as such. If someone crosses him or those he cares about though…"

He trailed off, and I was sure I was glad he did.

"What about your hair?" I asked to get our minds off the violence.

He smirked a second. "Sometimes, I cut it short. It depends on the style and how I feel." Pausing, he studied me. "Would you like my hair better if it were the same as your dream?"

I was surprised at the question. "It's your hair. Have it how you want it."

He chuckled slightly. "That isn't what I asked. I have been considering it for a couple of weeks now. What's your opinion?"

I looked at him and considered it both ways. "I wouldn't mind either way."

He stared intently for a long minute. "That means you would rather have it shorter," he deduced, though how I'm not sure.

"I didn't say that."

His eyes hardened slightly as he looked at me. "You're not denying it either."

He caught me there. I sighed. "No; I'm not denying it. You looked really sexy."

He smirked. "Then I shall have shorter hair."

His eyes hardened much more, and he was on top of me, pinning me down where I wasn't able to move a bit. He leaned his head down to my ear, his cool breath making me shiver.

"A word of caution. Do not lie to me again, my Isabella, or I shall be forced to take action. Believe me you will not like the consequences. Do you understand?"

I could hear the warning clearly, and not just in the words, but his tone as well. Regardless of being his mate, he would discipline me if I did something. The thought made me shiver and my stomach turn. I understood completely.

"Yes, sir," I breathed out.

He smirked as he pulled back. He still hovered over me and I leaned up to kiss him. He moved his head. "Sorry, lover. Not right now. Consider you having to wait until later for orgasms the result of you lying to me. This is going easy on you compared to if it happens again."

He leaned down and kissed my neck over my pulse point, making me moan, before climbing off of me and helping me stand. "Everything you need to take a shower is in there. Your clothes are on the right side of the closet."

I nodded and went off to find something to wear for the day. I was lucky Pam decided to get some clothes that I would consider too revealing. I was wondering if Eric could be seduced easy. I would find out after I showered.

Sorry for the short chapter, but the next one promises good surprises! I can come up with ideas for punishment for Bella, but I would like to hear your opinion please! Thank you!