Author's note: DON'T WORRY!! They will not DO anything. It's just a serious make out session, I think…

Chapter 3

We got back to my house in record time, even for Edward. We walked into the house kissing. I wasn't even sure how he managed to get the door open. When we got up the stairs and into my room, I tried to tell him I wanted to change, but I couldn't speak through all the kissing.

"I… need… a… human minute." I said in between them.

He stopped kissing me briefly. "Ok, hurry." I nodded and took off for the bathroom.

Inside, I didn't think to do anything but strip and replace those clothes with my pajamas. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I didn't think I needed a shower, so I didn't take one.

I think I might have surprised Edward when I burst through the door and slammed him into the hallway wall. But if he was, he didn't show it. He was going along with every move I made. We walked into my room again, kissing still.

He pushed me onto the bed and fell slightly on top of me, slightly to the side. I didn't care. The weight only reminded me further that he was here with me and we were engaged.

I fingered his jacket, which he hadn't even bothered to take off. He noticed and tore it off. We never even broke the kisses for more than the space of a couple heartbeats.

When I started to et really dizzy, however, the kissing started to slow down a bit. He pulled back more often now, and said my name in between each meaningful kiss. Now I was really dizzy. The room was spinning, and I think he must have noticed, because he pulled back and stayed back, just looking at me.

"Whoa." He breathed, panting.

"Yeah." I agreed, also panting.

I laid back against his chest, as he had adjusted himself so that he was now beside me completely.

"You have no idea how happy I am right now." Edward said, and kissed my hair. I smiled.

"Oh, I think I might have some idea, however little you may think it is." I laughed lightly, and he joined in enthusiastically.

"Maybe we should go to sleep now." He suggested.

"'We'?" I questioned. He laughed again.

"Ok, you should probably get some sleep now." He rephrased.

"You know damn well I wouldn't be able to sleep right now even if I wanted to." I told him bluntly.

"Ok, then. If you don't want to sleep, what do you want to do?" He asked. It was not meant to be suggestive, that I could tell. I was surprised to find that I was a little disappointed when I realized he was not being suggestive.

"How about we just lay here and enjoy each others' company?" I suggested lamely. But he seemed to think it was a good idea, for I felt him nod.

"Yes, then maybe you'll fall asleep." He added hopefully.

"I seriously doubt it." I told him, smirking.

He laughed yet again.

"You're in a good mood." I pointed out.

"You finally told me you'd marry me!!" Edward exclaimed, as though that fact were childishly obvious, which, it was. "Am I not supposed to be happy about that!?"

I laughed. "I'm happy too; don't get me wrong, but wow, Edward. I don't think I've ever seen you like this before."

"No, you probably haven't." He agreed. "I've never been so happy. I feel like I could sing! And that's something no one wants to happen." He added playfully.

"I'm sure you're perfect at singing, just like you are at everything else." I told him, just as playfully.

"Hey there, Delilah. What's it like in New York City?" Edward sang terribly on purpose. I laughed and then hit him over the head lightly.

"Hey! I like that song!" I told him.

"How could you?" He asked me, seriously now. He was actually curious about the workings of my strange mind.

"It's a pretty song." I told him.

"You only like it because it's popular." He accused me, smirking.

"You actually think I'm that shallow and fickle!?" I demanded.

He laughed. "No, I don't. But I do think that's something Rose would do though."

"Really?" I asked him. He looked at me seriously. "Well, it's just that I don't really know her that well at all. We only just got on speaking terms!"

"I know, but I told you she'd come around, didn't I? It only took her a little longer than the rest of us to figure out how much we love you." He told me. Ending that statement teasingly.

"When did you realize you loved me?" I asked him curious.

"I'm not sure, actually." Edward said. I thought he might have been at least uncomfortable about this conversation turner but he merely looked thoughtful. "I think it might have been that night in Port Angeles. You remember? When I wanted to kill those men for wanting to even touch you?"

I nodded. "Yes. I think that was the night I fell in love with you. Or at least realized I already was." He finished. "And what about you? When did you first love me?"

He was teasing me, I was sure, but I still thought about it seriously. "I don't really know…" I murmured. "I think …maybe it was when Jessica asked me if I liked you. I think I realized then and there what I was in for." I laughed. "I didn't know the half of it!"

Edward joined in my laughing. "No, you didn't." He agreed. "Now get some sleep, honey. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow."

"We do?" I asked him, just now realizing how tired I was. He nodded slowly.

"We have to tell both our parents." He said solemnly.

"I think yours will take it better than mine." I almost laughed. "Which reminds me, you didn't even have a ring tonight!" I accused.

"Oh yes I did!" He huffed. "I just forgot to bring it out, I was so absorbed in the look on your face. It was terrifying." He looked at my expression now briefly. "No, not like a hideous face or something, but more like you were going to say 'no,' again. I don't think I would have been able to take that again."

"I'm sorry I did that." I told him, falling asleep. "I thought you were only asking because you knew I didn't want to so that you didn't have to change me."

He was shocked. "Why on earth would I do something like that!?" He demanded. "Is that the kind of person you think I am!?"

"No, of course not. I told you I was sorry. And I was so stupid." He must have finally noticed how tired I was, because he let it drop and kissed me goodnight.

That was the last thing I remembered.