A/N: SM owns Twilight.

I loved reading your reviews on the last chapter - they were a lot of fun. Now as I recall things were getting pretty heated when we left our fancy pants and his busy bee ...

Edward was lying between Bee's legs with most of his body weight on the mattress and only his top half lying on her naked form. He had his cheek resting on her stomach and was gently tracing his fingers up and down her side teasingly close to her right breast on each upward sweep.

She was slowly dragging one hand through his hair and the other was just as slowly gliding along his left arm which was resting along her torso.

They both looked thoroughly sexed up and lazily happy.

"Fancy Pants."

"Yes, love?" he muttered nuzzling his lips against her stomach.

"Where does the word 'pussy' come from? I mean who started calling a woman's vagina a pussy? And why it is a euphemism for being weak?"

He raised his head and looked into her eyes to answer her with all the seriousness he could muster: "You know, I have absolutely no idea."

"We could google it," she offered enthusiastically.

He chuckled and took the phone from her hand dropping it to the carpeted floor: "There's been quite enough googling of sex terms missy."

She giggled remembering his shock when she suddenly dropped to her knees in front of him the night before and swallowed his erect penis deep into her throat. She then proceeded to suck, lick, and even bite a little, to bring him to orgasm which she then swallowed to his further amazement and delight. She'd told him afterwards that she'd googled how to give a good blowjob and had watched multiple videos to learn the technique.

He leaned up on one elbow: "Not that I'm complaining but I have better things to do with my time than google the etymology of the word 'pussy'."

He shifted his weight. "As a matter of fact," he said as he lowered himself down her body. "I'd much rather taste your pussy, than talk about the word pussy." With that he buried his face between her legs, licking and nipping her with his teeth.

She moaned:"Oh yes, Edward, please ... that's so much better than google."

He chuckled again and the vibrations made her squirm even more. When she came on his tongue he climbed up her body to kiss her deeply, with her juices still on his lips. She could feel his rock hard erection and she squirmed under him stretching her hand to the bedside table desperately searching for another condom packet.

"Success!" she squealed producing the packet and opening it with her teeth. "I want to try and put it on you this time."

He chuckled at her excitement as she pushed him to sit back on his heels and then reached down to roll the condom over his erection. He lovingly stroked her hair as she focussed with great intent at the task. His amusement turned to pure pleasure as he felt her hands rolling down his length.

"Are you sure you're not too sore, love?" He was concerned that she would be uncomfortable; they'd made love three times already since that perfect first time last night.

They'd been slow and gentle their first time, he licked and fingered her to orgasm twice before he dared to actually push his aching, swollen cock into her. She'd cried out when he broke through her hymen and he held her for what felt like an age waiting for her to give him the signal that she was ready for more.

Finally she'd smiled at him and he gently pumped himself in and out of her body, stroking her clitoris with his fingertips until she came once more with him following her.

The second time was in the shower which was simply fantastic, although they laughed trying to manage the condom under the water spray. After that session they ran a hot soothing bath and talked about the future … their future, until the water went cold.

The third time she'd jumped on top of him and rode him to glory. Edward decided in that moment that there was no more beautiful sight in the world than his Busy Bee with her hair flowing down over her breasts which bounced with each thrust, enjoying him as much as she was her. It was the best moment in his life; the memory of which had him growing impossibly harder.

"It's not too bad, Edward. The hot bath really helped and I really want you."

With the condom in place, he lay her back down and with one thrust pushed into her tight little body. He closed his eyes with the pleasure of the sensation. She moaned out the word 'more' and pushed her pelvis up to meet his.

With these words he lifted her legs over his arms, opening her even wider than before: "I can't help it Bee, I just want to pump into you like crazy."

"Neanderthal." she teased.

"You love it," he said as he thrust even harder. Her only answer was a deep guttural moan. After they'd both reached their peak they fell into a sweaty heap together. He carefully removed the condom and tied a knot in the end throwing it into the wastebasket by his desk.

"I think I'm done Edward; even if I beg you, you have to stop me." She was panting and laughing at the same time.

He kissed her gently: "I promise not to jump you." Kiss. "If you promise not to jump me." Kiss.

She giggled and kissed him before climbing out of the bed deliberating stretching her naked body before folding her wrap around herself and tying it tightly around her waist:"Okay fancy pants, I'll try to resist, but you are very tempting and you know 'I can resist anything except temptation'."

"You minx," Edward growled as he leapt from the bed to chase her but she was too quick making it to the door before he could reach her. She was about to open it when it swung open sending her falling back, crashing into a very naked Edward and both of them crashing to the floor.

Emmett started screaming: "My eyes, my eyes." He covered his face: "Cover yourselves you animals, I don't want to see all your bits."

Edward grabbed a sheet from his bed and wrapped it around his body as he stood bringing Bee upright with him as she straightened her wrap trying to regain some modesty.

"What the fuck Emmett? Ever heard of knocking?" Edward was furious.

"I have been knocking and texting and calling but you sex-mad teenagers didn't hear me!"

"Are you alright love?" Edward was protectively checking over Bee. She gave him a small smile and a nod.

Emmett felt a small pang of guilt for embarrassing Bee; he didn't mean to but there was a good reason to interrupt them. "Look guys, I wanted to tell you that Mom and Dad are heading home and will be looking for you when they get here."

"Okay, Em. Thanks for the heads up."

Bee turned to Edward and kissed his cheek: "I'll go to my room and get dressed. I'll see you both downstairs."

Em move aside for Bee to get through the door. When she left Edward turned to face his brother who had a huge grin on his face: "So you've finally lost your v-card. I'm proud of you Bro'."

Edward blushed a little as he headed to his bathroom, still wrapped in his sheet.

Em shouted to him holding out the waste paper basket: "You better flush these bad boys down the toilet unless you want Mom to know that you humped Honey Bee... one, two, three... wow four times! I'm surprised she can walk. I'm impressed bro'."

Edward grinned, grabbed the bin from his brother and headed back into the bathroom to flush the condoms and to shower. Emmett had left by the time he re-emerged from the bathroom, so he quickly dressed and headed down to the kitchen where he found his parents and brother all chatting over coffee and fresh cinnamon rolls.

Esme and Carlisle had gone out that morning to drop off the money from the Wishing Well to Reverend Weber who was delighted to accept it. On their way back they'd picked up the cinnamon rolls from the bakery and also picked up copies of the local Forks Forum and the Seattle Times to see the story about Edward and Isabella.

"Morning all," Edward mumbled as he took a roll and joined took a seat at the table.

Emmett was talking animatedly about the trip to New York: "Now that Rosie's parents have agreed to the trip, I want to be sure to take her to see all the sights while you and the brainiacs are checking out Columbia."

Carlisle joined in: "We need to book a Hotel, now that we know for sure who's going and how many rooms we'll need. I'm glad I could get time off work to join you."

"Road trip!" Emmett shouted.

"Hardly a road trip if we're flying business class Em," Edward scoffed.

Just then Bee joined them and Edward jumped up from the table to greet her at the bottom of the stairs. He kissed her gently and they shared a quiet moment before joining the family at the kitchen table. Edward poured her some coffee and placed two cinnamon rolls on her plate before sitting down next to her.

Carlisle, Esme and Emmett watched the intimate scene with quiet fascination. After a few minutes, Emmett laughed: "Brother you are so pus... whipped!"

Edward slapped his brother up side of the head: "Nice save, dickhead."

Esme ignored the boys language and excitedly opened the papers to show Edward and Bee the photos and stories in the papers: "Look kids, aren't they lovely photos?"

The story in the Seattle Times had the photo in front of the books but also had a photo of the two of them cuddling by their lockers. The headline read - 'Love Birds fly to the top of the class'.

Bee looked appalled:"What a terrible headline!"

They laughed and Esme talked of getting the articles framed. Then the family set about planning their trip to New York, discussing hotels, museums, art galleries and hotels. Carlisle pulled up a map on his iPAD and they looked for the location of Isabella's apartment in relation to all the other things they wanted to see.

The apartment her Grandmother had left her was in the West Village which excited Esme who'd always wondered what it would be like to live in such a quaint, charming part of New York. Carlisle and Isabella were studying the map and were delighted to announce that her Grandmother's apartment was only a 20 minute drive from Columbia campus.

The next few weeks they were caught up with finals, study and planning for their trip to New York.

Most nights were study sessions, followed by make out sessions, followed by sex sessions except for one night when they realised they'd run out of condoms. Then there were the few nights when Bee had her period and they just cuddled and Edward tried not to annoy his girl too much.

Lately Esme would stay with Isabella for the Saturday morning story time in the library but the next Saturday morning she needed to run errands.

"I'll just drop you off at the library in the morning if that's okay Isabella," Esme apologised. "I need to go to Port Angeles to pick up some new luggage for the trip."

"That's fine Esme, I can walk home after story time," Bee said.

Edward jumped in and offered to pick her up: "I'll pick you up love, maybe we can do something afterwards. We haven't had much time for just us lately with all the study and finals."

She agreed and the next morning she quietly washed and dressed and left her handsome boyfriend sleeping soundly in her bed as she left to go to story time.

Edward woke hours later to his phone alarm blaring an annoying accelerating cricket sound. He fumbled with his phone to turn it off, feeling disoriented when he realised that he was waking in Bee's bedroom all alone. After a few minutes he remembered that he was to pick Bee up from the library, so he stumbled back down the hall to his own room, in nothing but his sleep pants.

After a long and steaming shower he finally felt awake enough to face the day. He dressed and headed down to the kitchen, grabbed an apple for breakfast and then headed to his car. He figured he'd take Bee to the diner after he picked her up and he'd eat properly then.

When he arrived at the library he knew he was definitely a little late because the car park was emptier than usual as most of the parents of the kids in the reading group had already left or were loading their kids into their cars. He quickly parked and headed inside to find his Busy Bee.

He passed the librarian and gave her a wave: "Hey Mrs Call." He headed into the reading room only to find a few children and their parents still chatting. Young Tanya walked over to Edward and immediately took his hand.

He bent down to her eye level: "Hello Tanya, did you enjoy story time today?"

"Yes, it was nice. I knew you were a Prince and now we know that Bee is a Princess too."

Edward was confused by her comment but this wasn't unusual as he often found children confusing: "Where is Bee?"

"Princess Bella you mean? She left with her daddy."

"What? Who?... Princess Bella!" Edward stood suddenly and looked around the room in a panic. He shouted for Bee and ran out to the main part of the library shouting for the librarian.

"Edward Cullen!" Mrs Call admonished. "This is a library you can't shout in here."

"Mrs Call," he was in a flat panic now. "Where is Bee?"

"She left with her father, dear. I was surprised to finally meet him and Bee was certainly shocked he was here." Mrs Call's face twisted a little: "He wasn't what I expected at all; long greasy hair on a man his age! No, not what I expected at all. Anyway, Bee knew you'd be coming so she left you a note. Just a moment and I will get it for you."

Edward was dragging his hands through his hair anxiously as he watched the librarian moving as though in slow motion to reach behind the counter for a note: "It was the oddest thing she told her father she had to leave a note for her friend Esme but when she handed it to me she whispered that it was for you. Doesn't her father know she has a boyfriend?"

Finally she handed him the note, and he hurriedly opened it, frightened at what he would read.

Dearest Esme,

Thank you for your offer of a lift today but my father has arrived to collect me.

I hope that we will stop at the diner for a Big slice of Apple pie before we head Home.

I'll be careful not to spill coffee on my fancy pants this time.

Give my love to all your family.

Your friend,

Bella

Edward pulled out his phone and tried to call Bee but one of the children brought her ringing phone out to Mrs Call when they heard the ringing.

He hung up immediately and called the local police: "Hello, this is Edward Cullen. Put me through to the Chief please, it's urgent."

Demetri picked up the call quickly: "Edward, what can I do for you today?"

Edward choked back a sob: "Chief… that bastard James has taken Bee."

A/N - Well, that happened. I'd love to hear your thoughts.

Quote reference: "I can resist anything except temptation." Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan