A.N.: Gosh, it's been a long time, people! I know I said 'May 5th', but, of course, like everything else in my life -that didn't happen! lol! I doubt any of you remember me and it's ok if you don't -just go read my other story 'Simple and Clean' (Which I'll have updated soon). I'm continuing that one no matter what. This one... I'm pretty undecided. So, unofficially, this is the last chapter of 'Summer Lovin'. I really don't know if people are going to stay with me or not, so I figure I'd better just stick with my first story (see above). Tell me what you think.

Disclaimer: I am not, nor ever will be, Stephenie Meyer. le sigh

"So, Emmett helped Rosalie through her make-up crisis?"

"Yes. Emmett was able to prove to her that he loved her even without make-up."

"But," I contemplated. "Rosalie is so beautiful. I doubt anyone would say she needed make-up!"

"True, but coming from someone like Emmett it meant a lot. Rosalie and Emmett are both very…physical people. It's one of the reasons they are so able to understand each other. One of the reasons they connected so easily and so early on in their meeting."

"And you said they met after Emmett was attacked…..by a bear?"

"Correct," Edward affirmed.

"Wow… a bear." Edward laughed.

"Yes, Bella. A bear."

"So, it was…fate, then," I asked cautiously. Edward laughed slightly.

"They think so anyway. Rosalie didn't have to save him from the bear, but she did. She didn't know what possessed her to save him, but she did. Emmett claims Rosalie to be his angel, sent from God personally to save him."

"That's very romantic," I said with a small sigh.

"You think so," Edward questioned, his eyes wide and staring into my own.

"Yes, I do." He smiled and kissed my forehead again.

"Bella," he called.

"Yes?"

"You are wonderful." I blushed.

"Edward," I asked, cautiously. "What about us?" He looked confused, seemingly addled by my vague question.

"Us? Are you asking if we are romantic, Bella?" I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"Yes, Edward," I said, my voice projecting clear sarcasm. "Well, Edward… Are we romantic?"

"Bella, I never tire of your artful sense of humor," he said, sighing slightly in defeat. I shook my head. He wasn't getting away easy this time.

"No, I'm serious this time. I want an answer."

"You cannot be serious."

"Well, I am," I contradicted.

"Do you think we're romantic?" I smiled.

"Romeo and Juliet romantic," I stated with a smile.

"Good. I was beginning to wonder…," he said as he pulled me toward him.

"Juliet died for her Romeo, you know?" He rolled his eyes.

"Bella, don't start. We already went through this."

"Well, I just thought you should know that this Juliet would die for her Romeo any day." Edward shook his head in distaste. "And you can quote that!"

"Bella, for being as smart as I know you to be, you sure can have some….impractical death wishes." I laughed.

"Well, I guess people can be pretty impractical when they're in love," I said, truthfully. "But believe me, Edward; I am not being impractical about this. I can promise you that."

"I believe you, Bella. I won't pretend that you don't put up a good argument. And I won't lie and say that I don't want to change you. But…"

"But?"

"But I can't, Bella. I can't. Like I said before, you'll understand when you're older. In fact, I believe you'll thank me."

"Thank you?"

"Yes. For not condemning you to the vampire life, for letting you live out your life and enjoy what the world has to offer a human, and for giving you another chance for a greater love."

"Wait… a greater love?"

"Well… yes. Bella, as much as it pains me to say this, I don't think I'm really… the one for you. You have yet to live out your life and I fear you'll grow weary of me and leave for someone better –someone who you could love fully- without hesitation."

"What?"

I gazed at the Greek God before me in awe. Was he serious? How could he ever even begin to think that I'd leave him? Leave Edward –the one soul that makes Forks bearable, the one without whom I might not be living today, the one who I love, the one who I live for, the only one for me?

"Edward, you actually think I'm going to leave you?"

"Someday, yes."

My mouth dropped and I let it hang, giving me the look of a crazed monkey.

"You can't be serious! Edward, you're the only one for me. I can't imagine feeling this way about anyone else –ever."

"You're young. You don't know that."

"Edward –

Swiftly, he pulled me towards him, embracing me fully and cradling me in his arms.

"I know you love me, Bella. But, I don't want you to be stuck with me for eternity until you know…everything. And when you're older and if you still love me then…."

"Then…," I repeated, waiting expectantly.

"Then…," he paused, and I sighed in exasperation. He smiled. "I'll consider it."

A.N.: I know, I know. This chapter was basically written in secret half the time, hasn't been looked over by me or my sister, and is much shorter than the others. Basically, what I'm trying to say, is it pretty much sucks. I'm sorry. Forgive me: (

I'm hoping people will remember me... it's been so long and I've missed you all very much. My exams were...exciting. A fire alarm was pulled half way through the third essay. It was awesome. Except now there's an ugly rumor about a re-take spreading(No, please, NO!). So, yeah. Thanks for your guys support through them. And, please stick with me! It was extremely awesome that you guys were routing for me! Hopefully, I prevailed. lol! Time shall tell...

Well, that's all for now, folks. Thanks once again for your support. You guys are truly the best!

Much love for Twilight!

Foxiego : )