Authors Note:

sorry it took so long to update--Ive been reading breaking dawn--which i finished btw haha

i realized that i had written 4 chapters on the same day...over basically a 5 or 6 hour period so i thought i might jump a head a teeny bit with this chapter lol

review please!...and i hope you like it!

Sarah:)

Our first week at the beach house had been much more fun that I had expected

Our first week at the beach house had been much more fun than I had expected. Ironically, the boy's house happened to be right next to ours. We were neighbors—and were constantly at each others houses getting to know each other.

The night before, without even noticing, we had stayed up till sunrise on our porch. The orange sun had peaked over the horizon of the endless ocean in front of me. The sky was the most beautiful pink and purple that looked slightly hazy due to the moisture that had been in the air.

A chilled breeze had brought about a new day, and a new week. I was snuggled up on Edward's lap. Both of his arms were wrapped around my waist as he leaned his chin on my shoulder; swaying us in the rocking chair we were on.

I remember looking over at Rose with Emmett's arm draped across her shoulder, and Alice with her head in Jasper's lap—feeling a complete wave of contentment come over me.

I felt so peaceful—like this was the way it should always be. Sitting here together talking about anything and everything.

Although none of us were officially dating—or couples; we all seemed to gravitate towards the people we had been with on that morning; like it was natural—Alice with Jasper, Rose with Emmett and me with Edward.

Edward and I had barley been apart since that first day where he found me on the beach and handed me my book mark; I just felt comfortable with him—and I hoped he felt comfortable with me.

Flashback

"Hi," he whispered in the silkiest voice I had ever heard. He was staring down at me with a glorious smile on his face.

I could feel my face heating up—all the blood rushing up giving away my shock about the situation.

I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out. Maybe if he stopped smiling at me like that, and staring at me with those shimmering eyes I could actual focus on finding my voice.

He chuckled at my stunned reaction. "I'm Edward Cullen." He said. He must have sat there for at least a minute waiting for my response.

"Uh...um…Bella Swan." I managed to stutter out.

"Bella, that's a beautiful name," he breathed out; his eyes still never straying from my face.

I ducked my head so my hair was covering my face—embarrassed by his statement and the darker red that was sure to cover my face because of it. "Thank you."

"So Bella, would you like to accompany me on a swim in the ocean?" He asked with a look on his face that I couldn't quite place. Could it possibly be nervousness?

I looked up and answered him when I was sure my face and voice wouldn't betray my nervousness. "Sure, I'd love too." I answered while smiling at him.

His face broke out into the most glorious crooked smile and I was positive that my fast beating heart had halted to a stop at its sight.

"Excellent." He said while jumping up and reaching his hand out towards me to help me up. "Let's go!"

He said it with such enthusiasm that I couldn't help but giggle at him. I gave him my hand and he pulled me up. We walked to the edge of the ocean, looked at each other, and continued to move deeper and deeper into the unknown.

End Flashback

At the moment I was the only one up in the house—and it was five o'clock at night. After our long night we had all decided to spend the rest of the morning and afternoon in bed.

Edward practically had to carry me up the stairs I was so tired this morning. Once he tossed me on my bed he collapsed right next to me on it. He had kicked off his shoes and swung his arm around my waist to pull me closer to him.

He had said that he was too tired to move—and if he tried walk over to his house that he would definitely end up falling asleep in the yard; I had just shrugged feigning tiredness so I wouldn't have to answer.

But I couldn't prevent the smile that spread on my face at the fact that he was staying—and the heat and electricity that coursed through my body at his touch.

Every time he walked into a room I had to restrain myself from jumping him and grabbing his face in my hands so I could mold my lips against his.

However, I had no idea how he felt about me. Were his feelings mutual? Or did he just see me as a really close friend?

Whenever I would catch him looking at me it was with such a fierce intensity and want—that I would assume his feelings were equal to mine. But that's where my low self esteem would kick in.

He was practically a god put in human form. He would be Jesus—if Jesus had untidy bronze hair, bright green emerald eyes that I could loose myself in and a body that looked like it was professionally sculpted.

I sighed and put my head in my hands, which were leaning on the kitchen table. I would think about this later.

As I took a bite of my cereal I heard light foot steps coming down the stairs.

I leaned my head to see who it was. "Hey, Alice."

"Morning Bella," she croaked, her voice still horse from sleeping, while rubbing her eyes—most likely adjusting to the light.

"I think you mean good evening Bella," I giggled.

"Oh god," she groaned, "I can't believe how late it is—we were suppose to go out to the club tonight."

"Um…can't we still do that I mean, it doesn't even open until like 9, right?"

"But we need to get ready! There's not enough time! Plus everyone is still asleep…which is wasting more time." She walked to the cabinet to take out some breakfast while shaking her head at our current predicament.

"I'm sure we can get ready by then…you are the Amazing Alice after all, you can pull anything off." I said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

"You're right! Of course I can…thanks Bella!" I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, Alice…"

"Hmm?"

"Where's Rose?"

"Oh Rose," she giggled, leaning across the table towards me "I believe Rosalie will need a bit more time to sleep. I think her and Emmett had an even longer night than the rest of us."

I gasped. "NO! You don't think they did it already…do you?"

Alice giggled again. "I think they did…cause they didn't come back here—they went back to the guys place; and if my ears heard correctly I believe that some screams of passion could be heard from their house."

"Oh my god," I said as I put my hand over my mouth stifling a laugh. "I heard a crash come from the guys house before—I guess I just didn't think anything of it…hmm...interesting. I wonder if anything in the house is still standing?" I pondered aloud as I raised an eyebrow at Alice.

I actually wasn't that surprised at the fact that Emmett and Rose had had sex already—truth be told I was actually more surprised that it took them a week to have sex. Rose was the most sex oriented of the three of us—definitely had the most experience in that department.

Alice just laughed and put our bowls in the sink.

I stood up and groaned. "I am so stiff." I said and I reached down to touch my toes then lifted my hands up in the air while arching my back to try and stretch myself out as long as possible.

"This feels so good," I groaned in pleasure, and then jumped as I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist pulling my closer to him.

He sighed as he rested his chin on my shoulder "Yes it does feel good."

I blushed at his words and then melted further into his embrace. I couldn't help but feel perfectly safe and content in arms. It was like they were molded for me—we fit perfectly together.

I felt his breath at my neck and it sent shivers of pleasure down my spine.

"Are you cold?" Edward inquired as a he started rubbing his hands up and down my arms in attempts to make me warmer.

"Oh…um…not anymore, thanks," I stuttered out and blushed while looking away from him.

"So what are we doing today?"

"We are going to one of the clubs in Belmar." Alice chirped.

"Mmm…sounds fun?" I giggled at his slightly questioning tone.

Alice came over and slapped each of us with the dish rag she had in her hands. "Shut up…the both of you!"

"Ow Alice!" I looked down at my arm where she slapped me—there was a long red mark. "You know I bruise like peach! Now I'm going to be walking around with a huge black and blue…people are going to think that I've been beaten!" I whined.

"Oh shush you big baby. I am going to go wake Jasper and then attempt to get Rose and Emmett here. You two better be awake enough to start getting ready when I get back." She said while pointing a finger at us and walking out of the room.

I traced the outline of where she hit me, definitely going to start to bruise.

Edward turned me around and picked me up and placed me on the counter so I was facing him and we were eye to eye.

He took my arm lightly in his and asked in the silkiest voice "Would you like me to kiss it and make it better?"

His face was sweet, with a small smile lingering on his lips—but his eyes held an emotion that I couldn't quite place.

"Yes, please" I said in a quiet voice and I felt the blood rush to my cheeks.

His fingers began tracing up my arm, leaving a trail of Goosebumps behind them, they were light as feathers; as if he wasn't even touching me—like a soft breeze across my skin.

Then he bent his head and brought his lips to my skin—his eyes never leaving mine. At first he just brushed his lips along the contours of my arm until he reach the top of my shoulder—then he placed his head in the crook of my neck and started to leave a trail of kisses all the way down my arms.

I gasped in pleasure and my breathing became ragged. My left hand was clutching the counter for support, in attempt to keep myself from shoving my fingers in his hair so I could bring him closer.

My knuckles were turning white—and I knew that my right hand would be doing the same thing—if he hadn't been holding that arm in his.

He left one last lingering kiss on my bruise and placed my hand back in my lap. He put both of his hands on each side of my thighs that were sitting on the counter and leaned closer to me.

"All better?" he sighed—his scent was drowning me and I found it difficult to speak a coherent thought.

"Yes," I managed to gasp out—my voice breathy, like I had just been holding it under water like I used to when I was a kid.

My eyes fluttered close as the back of his hand began stroking my cheek, down my neck, along the outside curve of my breast only to stop on my waist. "I'm glad I could be of service," he whispered in my ear.

My skin was flushed and I could barley breathe, my lungs felt constricted.

But I found my breath and some how a bit of confidence. I opened my eyes only to find that his own were staring directly at me. My heart was going a thousand miles an hour—I was surprised he couldn't hear it.

I leaned my face slightly closer to his—if that was even possible, and in the sexiest voice I could muster I said, "You know, there's something else that I would like you to kiss and make better." My lips parted to show him what I meant.

Our lips were millimeters apart—so close. I could smell him, feel him, I could almost taste him. "I could definitely help you with that," he mumbled against my cheek.

His grip on my waist tightened as his other hand moved to cup my face, and we started into each others eyes for a second—then his hand moved back a few inches so he could lace his fingers into my hair.

Both of our breathing was ragged—the anticipation was killing me; and I assumed it was doing the same to him.

He was standing in between my legs now—which were wrapped around his waist—trying to meld us together so there was no distance.

His lips brushed against mine and I groaned as my eyes closed. This was it—this is what I have been waiting for, after one week I would finally get to taste him.

His nose skimmed my cheek bone and his lips brushed against mine once more where they finally stopped and then—

"Well good evening you beautiful people!" Emmett bellowed as the kitchen door clattered shut. "And what a wonderful day it has been." He said smiling wide, clearly not aware of what he just interrupted.

I wanted to scream and throw Emmett and Rose out of the kitchen—or at least get them back from ruining what could have been the best kiss of my life.

Edward groaned and laid his head on my shoulder and started to shake his head while muttering, "God damnit Emmett—could you have worse timing."

I laid my head against the kitchen cabinet behind me and whimpered—it sounded quite hysterical.

Edward stood up straight and pulled away from me—offering his hand to help me down.

I looked up to see Edwards eyes narrowed as he glared at his brother—his face mirrored the same emotions I felt; anger at Emmett and frustration and sadness because we still hadn't gotten what we both wanted—and what I needed.

Rose and Emmett were sitting at the table eating some cereal out of the box—and they looked up to see both Edward and I glaring daggers at them.

"What's wrong with you two?" Emmett said, clueless as to why we both looked close to murdering him.

I threw my hands up in the air, "Oh, I don't know Emmett! Nothing, obviously!" I snapped.

Edward's lips twitched at my reaction.

"Oh Em… I think we ruined a moment." Rose joked.

I was about to open my mouth to make a sarcastic comment when Alice came prancing down the stairs with Jasper in tow.

"Aw, yay!" She clapped. "Everyone is here! Now we can get ready for the club." Jasper had to put a hand on her shoulder cause she was bouncing so much—she looked like she was on a pogo stick, about to jump threw the ceiling.

I internally sighed, and I guess Edward sensed my reluctance to go.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear so no one could hear. "It could be fun you know. Clubs have lots of dark corners and then of course there is dancing…" he trailed off suggestively as his hands slowly moved down my body on to settle on my hips.

I blushed at the thought and my heart beat picked it. "It could be fun, right?" He said seductively.

I could only get out a nod and a "Mhm."

"So is everyone ready to get ready?" Alice questioned.

I got my voice back and with a little too much enthusiasm said "Yes I'm ready! Let's go!"

Edward chuckled and everyone else started at me like I had two heads.

I suddenly got nervous and felt my face get red. "I-I mean it could be fun I guess…I just feel like going to a club…fun?"

Alice looked at me questioningly and said, "Alright," but then she suddenly got that classic gleam in her eyes—the one she gets where she's about to torture me and do a makeover, "Let's get ready! Bella, Rose meet in my room! Boys you can go do whatever you need to do to go get ready."

"Okay," we all said at the same time.

"Good…okay we will all meet here back at nine—it opens at nine; but no one wants to be the first ones there so, perfect!"

She continued to shove the boys out of the house. But before she did Edward kissed my cheek and said with a smirk on his face "I can't wait to get to the club…it should be fun."

I smacked his arm and he gave me that crooked smile I couldn't resist. I smiled back at him—for once I don't think I will mind playing dress up with Alice and Rose.

I turned on me heel and almost sprinted up to my room to shower—but on the way up I hid at speed bump, aka the floor that had nothing on it.

"Crap," I muttered as I checked my knees to see if any damage had been inflicted on them.

I heard laughing come from behind me. "Oh, Bella," Alice giggled.

"Classic," Rose added.

I turned to scowl at them "I hate you both."

"Sure you do." They teased—and I couldn't help but smile and laugh with them. Then I continued my way up to get ready for what I hoped would be a great night.