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It had been hours after our date hike to the Meadow of great sparkle

I listened to the sound of his even breathing, watching the sun and wind play in his bronze hair, more human than any other part of him.

He grinned. "I'm just pleasantly surprised," he clarified. "In the last hundred years or so," his voice was teasing, "I never imagined anything like this. I didn't believe I would ever find someone I wanted to be with... in another way than my brothers and sisters. And then to find, even though it's all new to me, that I'm good at it... at being with you..."

My smile was real, "I doubt this is the only thing you're good at," he was selling himself short or fishing for some compliments.

"You seem more... optimistic than usual," I observed. "I haven't seen you like this before."

"Isn't it supposed to be like this?" He smiled. "The glory of first love, and all that. It's incredible, isn't it, the difference between reading about something, seeing it in the pictures, and experiencing it?" he once again was sprawled out on my bed.

"Very different," I agreed, adding "But for your kind it is not only first love but only love. When you love that is it there can never be another, it takes great emotions for your kind to love,"

"More forceful than I'd imagined. For example" - his words flowed swiftly now, I didn't have to concentrate to catch it all - "the emotion of jealousy. I've read about it a hundred thousand times, seen actors portray it in a thousand different plays and movies. I believed I understood that one pretty clearly. But it shocked me..." He grimaced. "Do you remember the day that Mike asked you to the dance?"

Groaning, "He is like a Labrador retriever puppy, he asked Bella too though,"

His brow quirked, "Indeed, but he wasn't the only one to ask you. Isabella encountered the same issue's when she arrived. But you are more exotic than her," his tone was low but held so much in it. Amazement doesn't quite cover it. I feel like someone just took my spark of wonder and poured on kerosine. The smile I show on the outside can't adequately reflect what I feel inside; it's like every neurone of my brain is trying to fire in both directions at once - the best kind of paralysis. This creature was mine and here I was lying to him, but not only lying but dooming him in the end.

"I waited, unreasonably anxious to hear what you would say to them, to watch your expressions. I couldn't deny the relief I felt, watching the annoyance on your face. But I couldn't be sure."

Stalker, "That was the first night I came here. I wrestled all night, while watching you sleep, with the chasm between what I knew was right, moral, ethical, and what I wanted. I knew that if I continued to ignore you as I should, or if I left for a few years, till you were gone, that someday you would say yes to Mike, or someone like him. Or that Isabella and Theo are mated, you would never leave my life at least not fully. It made me angry,"

I cocked my head, "The human in you is coming out, but give me a few moments to be human,"

Waving his hand to the door, knowing I smelled food means my father is here. My blue old man pajama pants nearly tripping me. But there he was in normal jeans and a peach button up. "Hey dad, Edward is hiding up in my room. But I smelled food," his blue eyes turned up to where he thought my room was, but pretty sure he was gazing at was the room he entertained his friends in.

But he still smiled, " No need to hide, but yes my sugar plum its dinner time," NOW Edward had no viable reason to hide while I ate. His Amber eyes are darker now while I eat the tacos and other foods while my father just smiled at us, but a shit load of paperwork piled in front of him.

I turned to look at dad, 'Wild Sunday night you have planned dad,"

His retort was as expected, "I do like to live life on the wild side," his tone was cocky. But his words, his advice rang in my head still. He said, "You have a life to lead; so lead your life. Make your own choices, even when it appears there are none. And, my sugar plum, always make love your highest principle, and you'll be okay. You really will," but was he right.

Could I go against them and live the life that I want, that I was meant for?

I gave an internal sigh, "Want me to help knock some of those out?" not like I didn't know the in's and outs, I was his daughter.

"I would like that, but sugar plum you have a very attentive guest,"

I gave Edward a look, "True he is rather attentive, but he and I have all the time in the world. Bella is coming for dinner tomorrow, but after she cooks for Uncle Charlie," He adored Bella and that was the icing on the cake in having me sent away to protect her and myself.

But he hoped beyond all hope, Edward was my ticket away from the Volturi and into a life filled with love. But like a trooper Edward went through paperwork so my father was able to turn in early, but he was just watching the news in his room.

Then Edward's cool arm was around me, under the covers, his lips at my ear. "You manage to always keep her pulse and heart rate steady, unlike any I have ever encountered,"

Smiling, "Thank you," not even sure if it was a compliment but in the end I was taking it as such.

Before I succumbed to sleep with him humming a soothing melody he spoke softly. "We're playing baseball tomorrow, Theo is bringing Isabella. Alice and Rose demand you are also there," his voice tinkling my ear as my eyes dropped once.

Mumbling, "Sure, I love basketball," only hearing him chuckling had me, but the darkness creeped in.