A/N: Ok all, terribly sorry for the delays! I assure you, I've got a decent plot floating around in my head, so no worries!

Disclaimer: Nada is mine, but thanks to Stephanie Meyer, I've something to do over the weekend!

He kissed me along my jaw, across my cheekbone, up my nose, onto my forehead, and every other part of my face with a deep need. We were running but I barely noticed; kissing took my every ounce of concentration. I faintly noticed the rain falling, regardless of the fact they were the size of golf balls, and we were getting saturated in water. Then we were in his room, sopping wet, probably ruining his leather couch because we were so wet, and Edward was leaning over me, arms braced on the couch. He would stop to kiss my collar bone every once and a while so I could breathe, but the fact I was with him made it impossible. I couldn't help but pull him back to my mouth every time he did this. I pushed him up a little, our lips still locked, and switched so I was lying on top of him. I finally had to stop when there was a knock on the door. I started to get up, only to be pulled back down into a passionate kiss, and resituated into a presentable position. "Come in," Edward said breathlessly.

"Oh! Sorry for interrupting," it was Alice, looking both shocked and elated. "We were going to play ball, if you both want to come." Edward looked a little panicked at the thought, actually. He tightened his grip around my waist and shook his head vigorously. Alice grinned and left the room. I laid my head on Edward's chest sleepily. I couldn't guess how long we sat there, in blissful happiness, Edward stroking my hair, me burying my head in his chest. I suddenly started to shiver, the initial cold from the rain and Edward setting in. He slowly pulled off my jacket, kissing each part of my arm as he did, and then eventually ran to get a blanket for me when I started to shudder harder. I grabbed a big, fluffy towel that had been sitting on the floor, pulled off my wet clothes, and wrapped myself in the towel. Edward came in with a soft, warm blanket, slightly shocked at the sight of me practically naked on his couch. I blushed crimson at my boldness. "Sorry, I was just-," I started to apologize for myself, when he cut me off.

"It's fine Bella," he whispered as he came closer, wrapping me in the blanket. "I love the smell of your skin." He whispered into the hollow of my neck.

"No it's not that…" I start to say, trying to focus; he'd begun to kiss my neck again.

"Oh?"

"I'm sorry for upsetting you. I know you really do love me, I just got so mad that-."

"No, Bella it's my fault. I should have changed you all the way. I just was so worried I wouldn't ever see you blush again or hear your heart beat…" he sighed regretfully. "I wish none of this ever happened. I'm so sorry Bella. Forgive me?"

"Of course I forgive you!" I cried. "I'm the one who should be sorry. I shouldn't have pressured you to change me in the first place." He kissed me roughly.

"I forgive you Bella, even if it wasn't your fault for my stubbornness. Now let me in there with you." He started to pull the blanket up when I got up and ran away. He ran after me, chasing me playfully around the room until he chased me into a corner. He pinned me to the wall as I laughed and he kissed me with every ounce of seriousness. The blanket and towel fell away, exposing quite a bit of skin on my part. An impish grin spread wickedly across his face as he took in the sight of me, my arms still pinned to the wall, in my bra and underwear, blushing redder than physically possible. Lust flashed in his eyes, mixed with something else…an idea. He scooped me up and threw me roughly, but not so roughly that I would be hurt, onto the couch. "Stay there, my prisoner." He growled in what was supposed to be a rough tone, but was laced with playfulness. I rolled my eyes but decided to play along.

"Whatever do you intend to do with me?" I asked in mock fear. He ran out of the room and came back with more blankets. I grabbed for the first blanket, as if I intended to "cover myself", but he grabbed my wrist and pulled the blanket sharply from me. He pushed me back to the couch and started to assemble something resembling a bed on the floor. I gasped in mock horror as he pulled me to him and under a few of the blankets. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and started humming my lullaby. I suddenly felt really warm under the blankets. It took me a few seconds to realize that he'd dressed me in some really fuzzy flannel pajamas. I smiled at his very subtle propriety.

"Thank you," I whispered. He turned me over so my neck was exposed and kissed me lightly before biting me. I didn't feel the same fire as I had the first 2 times; I felt numb actually. I looked up at him from the corner of my eye as he injected the venom into my blood stream. Only when his eyes started to turn a faint red did I panic. "Edward," I squeaked. He didn't stop. "Edward! Stop! Stop it Edward! This isn't what you want to be, this isn't how you want to live!" I didn't think, I just acted. I did something I never expected to do to Edward. I slapped him away from me. He looked dazed and then extremely worried. His eyes fled to my neck, which was bleeding quite a bit.

"Oh dear God! Bella, what have I done!" he shouted, panic laced in every word.

"Edward, it will be fine. We just need to stop the bleeding. Change me." I was speaking so calmly, I even shocked myself. Edward looked utterly petrified at my request. "Edward, please! Just do it, we don't have much time." So, for the 3rd time, I was bitten, and felt a slight bit of the fire before I was lulled into exhaustion. Just before I became unconscious, Edward whispered,

"I love you Bella, I'm so sorry."

A/N: ok, I PROMISE the next chapter will be longer. So sorry for the delays and thank you for the great reviews!