A/N Thanks for all your reviews! It was lovely to hear from you all. I hope you continue reading this story! I decided to change point of views for part of this chapter, so you can hear the conversation Esme and Edward have and understand how Edward feels about Bella.

I live in England so it was hard to say Mom instead of Mum so I'm sorry if I slip up at some points in this story. You know what I mean!

Chapter 6

EPOV

I knew Bella was really worried about visiting my parents, so I tried to reassure her as best as I could. I know this still didn't help her, which concerned and frustrated me a great deal. My parents were the nicest people I have ever met, and I knew that they would love Bella just because of the reason that I bought them to meet them.

For years now, I haven't dated girls or even brought them home to my parent's house. Sure, I had the occasional shag with someone, usually from the club, but I had stopped that last year. I hadn't been physical with anyone since last year. I just got fed up with them all. My expectations were too high, and when I fucked a girl, it was just a fuck. It was nothing more. I'd never bring a girl back to my apartment also; instead I'd just fuck them in Dad's office if he wasn't there and if not behind the club in the alleyway. It didn't mean anything though...and I wanted it too.

Mom and Dad were concerned that I hadn't had a proper relationship in years, especially Mom. I knew she was wondering whether it was because of the way she had raised me. She wanted what was best for me. She never brought it up in conversation, but she always seemed to be squinting at me, wondering if I was hiding something.

"Edward, you're a handsome lad...where are all the girls?" Esme once said to me. She knew that what she had said pissed me off as I stormed out, so she never spoke to me about it again, but I often caught her talking to Carlisle in hushed tones when she thought I wasn't looking or listening.

It made me sad that my Mom was so concerned and upset for my well being. But I had started to give up hope of wondering whether the right girl would come along soon.

And then I met Bella, and she just stuck out from the crowd. She was funny, beautiful, kind and clever...everything I could ever wish for. It was love at first site for me...so yes, I am officially in love with her. I don't just love her, but I am in love with her. She is the most perfect human being I have ever met in my life. I can't ever lose her. She's taught me things. She's taught me how not to be a dick, how to respect others and how to love. She's fucking perfect.

It was a huge deal for me to bring a girl home to meet Esme, and I knew that. But I knew Esme would love Bella just because of the fact that she meant enough to me that I would introduce them.

So as I sat there, listening to Bella making conversation with my parents about various things, with such enthusiasm, it just made me so sure that she was the one for me. My parents loved her, probably just as much as I did. I felt so calm after that.

Esme especially approved of her. She and Bella were practically leaning forwards in their seats as they spoke to each other with rapid hand gestures. I stood up and went to piss whilst Carlisle and Bella chatted about wines and vineyards and shit that didn't interest me.

I sat on the toilet seat after I peed and just thought amazing things about Bella. I had never met a girl so perfect for me. I had never given much thought for soul mates before, but right then I knew that Bella was mine.

I exited the toilet, and headed into the kitchen to see if Esme needed any help. She was teaching Emmett and Rosalie how to make the gravy; they were laughing as they did it as Emmett kept sticking his hand into the gravy and licking it.

"This is some good shit, Mrs C!" Emmett moaned. "Pardon my French."

Esme laughed warmly and rolled her eyes.

It warmed my heart to see Esme so happy with mine and Rosalie's partners.

Esme turned around. "Oh, Edward, dear, would you help me cut the vegetables?"

"Sure, Mom," I smiled. She shoved me over to the breakfast bar, where we stood opposite Bella and Carlisle who were in deep discussion. I watched her, smiling as she caught my eye and blushed.

"She's lovely, Edward," Esme whispered as she returned her attention to Carlisle. "I'm so glad you found her."

I grinned. "I'm just happy she seems to like me!"

"Why would she not?" Esme frowned as she started to grate the carrots and passed them to me to cut.

"Well, I'm not exactly the nicest guy," I sighed.

"Nonsense!" Esme said. "So you're offending my parenting skills now, huh?"

"I wouldn't dream of it," I snorted, watching Bella laugh at something Carlisle said. "She just...seems to...good for me."

"Don't say that," Esme scolded rubbing my arm and looking up at me. "You're both lucky to find each other. You fit each other like a jigsaw puzzle...she completes you."

We were quiet for a minute, only focusing on chopping and grating, as I thought about what she said.

"Mom?" I asked slowly.

"Yes?"

"How did you know Dad was 'the one' for you?" I asked.

I looked down as she burst into tears and hugged me.

"You're in love with her, aren't you?" She cried, grinning.

I looked over at Bella. "Yeah...yeah, I am," I smiled at the first time I admitted it out loud. I quickly turned around to see Emmett raising his eyebrows at me, obviously hearing what we were talking about. He nodded at me. I nodded back. And just like that, I had his blessing to tell Bella how I feel.

"I'm so happy for you, Edward," Esme smiled as I returned my attention to her when she sniffed whilst grating the carrots.

"But, don't you feel...I dunno...it's a bit fast, isn't it?" I frowned.

"Well I fell in love with your Dad as soon as we locked eyes across the room. Then he asked me to dance, and it was confirmation," Esme sighed, her eyes far away, and she started giggling. "I can tell by the way you look at her and she looks at you, that love is blossoming from the both of you."

"Really?" I ask, looking hopefully down at her.

"Really, really," she laughs looking up at me.

I smirk to myself.

"Hey Mom, what shall we do now?" Rosalie calls across the room.

Esme smiles at me, and then walks over to Rose to help her.

I continue chopping the vegetables with a huge grin on my face. I'm in my own world when I feel a pair of small arms wrap around my waist.

"Boo!" Bella laughs as she hugs me, and then comes round to my side. "Want any help with those?"

"Sure," I smile. "The knives are in the drawer over there."

When she's back and looking slightly worked up, I stop chopping and pull her into me.

"What's wrong?" I frown.

"Nothing," Bella mumbles as she looks down at her feet.

"Bella," I say, holding her cheeks.

"Well...okay...your Mom keeps...well...looking at me weird," She whispers. I look over my head and frown as Esme blushes and starts stirring the gravy, looking down.

"Relax, babe," I sigh. "It's nothing."

She looks doubtful, but kisses me on the lips and leans her head against mine.

"You're probably right," She laughs.

"I'm always right, Bella," I smirk down at her and kiss her again.

She pulls away too soon and blushes when she notices we had an audience of four people.

All six of us continue to prepare dinner, but are ushered back into the lounge when Esme and Carlisle say they can handle the rest.

"Dinner will be served in half an hour," Esme announces.

BPOV

Edward pulls me onto his lap and I snuggle up to him. Rosalie and Emmett leave the room because Rosalie wants to show Emmett the garage.

"Your family are lovely," I murmur as I lean my head on his chest and fiddle with the collar on his shirt.

Edward shrugs beneath me.

"A lot less damaged and confusing than mine," I scoff gently.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Edward frowns.

"What do you mean?" I frown.

"I think I told you last week, but Rosalie and I are adopted. Technically, none of us are blood relatives, but...it feels it," Edward breaths. "I was adopted when I was five when my real parents died in a car crash when I was two. I was sent to an orphanage as they couldn't find any living relatives that wanted to take me in..."

"Oh, Edward...I'm sorry," I kiss him.

"Nah, I'm glad of that," Edward smiles down at me. "Otherwise I would not have lived the life I would have. I mean, I wouldn't have met Esme, Carlisle and Rosalie...and you."

"I suppose," I laugh. "Do you remember your real parents?"

"No...Esme's shown me a few photos, but...I can't really say I remember them," Edward shrugs.

"Oh," I frown. "What about Rosalie? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to or can't, but...whatever!"

"No, it's okay," Edward says. "Rosalie and I are open about our adoption. We don't see the point in hiding it.

"Compared to her, I had it easy. She was abused by her Father and Uncle, up until she was eight when social services got involved. Her Mother died when giving birth to her and her Father blamed it on her, and he made that known. When I was eleven, Esme and Carlisle adopted her. As soon as she lived with us, she called Esme and Carlisle Mom and Dad. It was like she forgot her life before. It was crazy. It took me months, maybe even years to call Esme and Carlisle Mom and Dad, even when I was only five and I thought they were.

"She told me later that she wanted to block out her previous life and she was so desperate for a nice Mom and Dad, that when she met Esme and Carlisle they became her parents or something like that," Edward closed his eyes and I rubbed soothing circles on his hands.

"That must have been awful for her...I can't imagine..." I trailed off, disgusted with the bastards that had hurt her. "What happened to the bast- I mean what happened to her Father and Uncle?"

"Arrested," Edward said. "Social Services took care of that. I think they are still in prison..."

A throat clears at the doorway behind us.

"Talking about my life, Edward?" Rosalie raises her eyebrows.

"Yeah...um...no...yes...I'm sorry, Rose," I stutter. "It was my fault...I-"

"Don't worry, Bells," Rose laughs as she and Emmett settle on the other couch. "I was joking. I don't give a shit about those sick bastards anymore."

I nod, blush and hide in Edward's neck.

"Hey, kids," Carlisle says at the doorway. "Lunch is ready, just head on into the dining room." He disappears again.

I pull Edward up, clutch his hand and he shows me to the dining room.

"Fuck me," I gasp slowly as I take in this long room. The walls are painted a vibrant red with three black chandeliers dangling high over the long table that must seat 20 odd people.

"My parents like to throw parties..." Edward rolls his eyes as I nearly dribble as I take in the gorgeous photographs on each side of the room. I pull Edward over to the nearest one and take it in. It's a beautiful scenic photo of Paris.

"Look at this, Edward," I squeal. "See here...yeah...look at this strong line here and how it reflects the light. Black and white photography really does enhance it, huh?"

I skip to the next one and gape at the London Eye. I've always wanted to go to London just to see the London Eye.

"Oh wow, look how clear that is! Look, Edward!" I grin. "You can see right through that pod and see those people in it! Wow...London looks amazing!"

"You've never been before?" I shake my head. "I'll take you there one day."

"Okay!" I laugh. I make my way round the room and point out different things in each photo as Edward nods and pretends to look amazed for my benefit. There's a picture of Venice, ("We'll also go there one day" Edward says when I say I've always wanted to go there.)Rome, Madrid, Belguim and Berlin.

I quickly glance around the room and notice Emmett, Rosalie and Edward smirking together at my enthusiasm. I stick my tongue out at them.

"Oh, Bella, are you looking at our honeymoon pictures?" Esme grins as she carries plates and food in with Carlisle trailing behind her. Once she's set the food down, she grabs onto my hand and tows me over to a seat where we sit opposite each other as she gushes over the pictures. She tells me they travelled all over Europe where they've always wanted to go but had never been before. Then she tells me she bought them in cute little side streets as they have the most artistic galleries with paintings and photographs at reasonable prices.

"Oh, Bella, do you take photos?" Esme asks as everyone starts to eat and make their own conversations.

It's only when we finish our conversation with Esme gaping as I tell her I take photos and promise to show her some, that I pay attention to Edward, next to me. He makes me jump and nearly spill potatoes on me when he grabs my knee under the table. He leans in.

"How come you're going to show your photographs to Esme and not me?" Edward pouts.

"Well...if you're good I might show you sometime," I gulp.

He grins his gorgeous crooked smile at me. I nearly die. He kisses my nose then pulls back quickly.

"Okay!" Edward exclaims and shovels more food into his mouth.

"Hey, you tricked me," I hit his arm. "No fair!"

Edward scoffs and starts to make conversation with Carlisle who sits on my other side at the head of the table. Emmett's opposite Edward and is in deep conversation with Rosalie who sits on his left and Esme is opposite me...and smiling at me...again. She quickly looks away again and joins in discussion with Emmett and Rosalie. I frown.

The food is delicious. Edward was telling the truth when he said his Mom was an amazing cook. She was fucking fantastic!

Edward's hand continued to stay on my knee, which made me shiver and feel a bit hot when he started to move it higher. I grabbed hold of his hand before it reached too high and slapped it on his thigh to see how he liked it, only I sort of missed and aimed a little higher...and well...Edward's crotch was very firm that's all I'll say.

"Fuck!" He exclaimed when he felt contact.

I immediatly let my hand fall onto my own lap and quickly looked down, covering my face with my hair and blushed. Everyone looked round at Edward and then to me as I refused to look up.

"Um, sorry...stabbed my toe..."Edward choked and glared at me.

Conversation started to continue but I was too embarrassed to say anything else for the rest of lunch. Edward struggled to act normal after that and didn't touch my leg again.

At the end of the meal I glanced up at Esme as she caught my eye and gave me a knowing smirk which made me blush even more. She stood up and started to carry dishes and plates through to the kitchen.

"Here, let me," I spluttered as I stood up, grabbed some plates and ran after her, not glancing at Edward as he tried to put his arm out to stop me. I was determined to find out why Esme kept looking at me.

"Oh, Bella, dear," Esme blushed when she noticed me following her.

"Would you like any help washing up, Esme?" I asked.

"Well I was just going to put it all in the dish washer, but if you insist," she smiles and dumps the plates she's holding into the sink and I do the same.

"Why don't I wash, and you dry?" I say.

She nods and smiles at me.

We quickly get a pattern going and I'm just about to ask her why she keeps looking at me when Rosalie arrived with even more plates and glancing between us.

"Here, Mom, I've got some more," She said, placing the dishes on the side. "Do you need any more help?"

"No, that's okay, love," Esme says and looks at me. "Bella and I can do this. You go and have some fun with Emmett, yes? Don't let the boys interrupt us though, okay?"

"Um...yeah, okay," Rose frowns at us then walks out.

I'm just about to get to the point when Esme beats me to it.

"I didn't mean to put you on edge, love," Esme bites her lip.

"Um...okay...but why do you keep looking at me all the time?" I frown.

"I'm sorry," Esme says shyly. "Edward hasn't brought any girls home in years, and I know he hasn't dated anyone properly in years as well...and I mean, well...looking like that...I just thought there would be someone for him...He point blank refused to speak to me about this and got annoyed whenever I asked if he was seeing anyone...I had my guesses though. I thought he was just shy...or even..."

"What?" I ask when she doesn't continue.

"Well I thought he might have been...gay..." Esme blushes.

"No!" I laugh in disbelief. "I assure you he's not!"

"Well I know that now," Esme laughs. "But he never spoke to me when I spoke to him about a girl, but when I said partner, he went ballistic on me! So...I just thought he was embarrassed if he was gay.

"And then Carlisle came home one day from work and mentioned trouble at the club including Edward, you and Emmett, not to mention Edward saving you from...that awful man," Esme says. "And just like that I knew there was a girl he was attracted to! Don't get me wrong, I would have been fine if he was gay, but I never really believed he was. Carlisle told me how Edward was so upset that he didn't get your number or anything and I thought he would never see you again. I thought that was it...he wouldn't ever find someone to be with...

"Then a week or so ago, Rosalie came round and told us you had visited the club again and that you and Edward had started to date, or something and I was delighted, but sad for Rose, as Emmett still hadn't rung her. Then after that you and Edward got even more serious and Rose and Emmett got together and I'm now a proud Mama bear," Esme laughed.

"But that still doesn't explain why you keep smiling at me?" I frown.

"I keep catching you and Edward interacting so sweetly when I look at you. It's seriously making me so happy to see the way you look at each other. It's so cute, and I'm so happy for the both of you," Esme cooed. "I'm sorry if I was making this uncomfortable for you! And I frowned when you were talking about your Mum because I'm so sorry you had to go through that."

"Not at all," I laugh, pleased that it wasn't because of anything more serious and worrying like the fact that she didn't like me. "Thank you, Esme."

I wrapped my arms around her and she returned the hug as we started to cry in each other's arms.

"Do you love him, Bella?" Esme whispered in my ear.

I looked up at her in shock.

"Excuse me?" I gulp.

"Do you love Edward?"

I think about it...Yes, of course I do. He's the most amazing man I have ever met. He always makes me laugh, makes me enjoy my life a lot more and he's incredibly good looking and dead sexy. He's my Prince Charming and I'm his Princess. He's mine. He's my one and only. I know it's fast, but yes, I'm in love with him.

"Of course," I grin. "But I'm also in love with him."

She beams and then bursts into tears again and I follow as we hug each other.

"I won't tell him unless you want me to," Esme blubs.

"Okay, thank you," I wail.

"I know it might seem scary right now, but you're perfect for each other and I can't wait until you both admit that. And if you ever need to talk about anything, I'm here for you, love," Esme whispers.

"You're like the Mom I once had," I whisper back. "But ten times better. Thank you!"

"Bella!" Edward enters panicked as he looks at me and Esme blubbering like little kids. "Mom! Are you alright?"

Esme and I look at each other.

"Never better," We answer together which creeps out Edward.

"Right, well...I'll be out in the garden if you need me," Edward shifts uncomfortably and exits, muttering to himself.

Esme and I giggle and I attempt to start to wash up when she pulls my hands away.

"I'll do this," Esme smiles. "You go and spend time with Edward."

"Thank you, Esme," I say, and she understands the double meaning.

She grins and continues washing and drying as I exit.

"Oh, and Bella?" Esme asks before I'm out the door.

"Yeah?"

"Welcome to the family," she beams at me and I bite my lip, twitching my mouth into a shy smile.

I head back into the dining room, but no one else is in the room apart from Carlisle who's reading a newspaper and points me in the right direction.

The doors are open and I stumble out them, shielding my hands at the afternoon sunlight. But there's no mistaking Edward as he stands in the middle of the massive, green garden playing tug of war with a gorgeous golden retriever. I stand watching for a while as the dog pulls his hardest at the little rope, but Edward won't let go. All of a sudden he let's go and the dog goes tumbling backwards onto its back from the force. Edward laughs and tickles the dog's tummy as it rolls around on its back.

I'd never had a dog before, but seeing Edward and this dog react in the way they did made me really want one at that moment.

Edward looked up at me when the dog escaped from the tickles and raced towards me and whooshed past me. I giggled and turned back around and crouched down as the dog leapt on me and started to lick my face. I overbalanced and fell on my bum as the dog continued to lick all over me. I shrieked and tried to push it off, but I grew weak and continued to giggle as I squirmed beneath him.

"Edward!" I gasped. "Help! Hey...that tickles!"

"Jacob, come!" Edward commanded in a sexy voice. Jacob or whatever the dogs name was leapt over me and raced towards Edward and jumped up on two legs.

Edward laughed. "No, boy, sit...yes, good boy."

I slowly brushed off grass and mud from my outfit. Alice would kill me if I got this outfit dirty. I raised my head to see Edward walking over with Jacob trotting alongside him. When they reached me, I crouched down to be level with Jacob as I stroked him. I pulled back and he raised his front paw. I gasped and looked up at Edward as he smiled down at me.

"Edward, look! He wants to shake!" I grin like a 5 year old child.

I shake Jacob's hand and he barks.

"Hi Jacob," I grin at him. "I'm Bella. It's nice to meet you!"

I continue stroking him and when he looks more relaxed I kiss him twice on the nose and stand up.

"Wow, I never thought I'd say this...but I am so jealous of my dog!" Edward pouts.

"Aw, is somebody getting jealous?" I tease. "Does someone want a kiss?"

Edward pretends to bark and I roll my eyes.

"Come down here then," I say, grabbing the collar of his shirt to kiss him.

He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me to him. I trail my hands up his chest, feeling the hard muscles of his chest before wrapping my arms round his shoulder. This kiss is slow and tender...and meaningful. Like everything I had just spoken to Esme about was entering this kiss. I sighed into his mouth and he bit my top lip. I traced my tongue round his lips before he let me entrance. I flopped into Edward as he held me there, on the lawn, in front of Edward's parent's house where they could look out at anytime and see us kissing here. And I didn't care. All I cared about was Edward in my arms.

I pulled back when I ran out of air. He kissed the tip of my nose and I giggled. Jacob let out a huge bark followed by a low whine and I looked down and he was still sitting where he was a minute ago with his head cocked to one side, looking at us.

"Now look what you've made me do," I slapped Edward's arm playfully. "Jacob's feeling jealous!"

He laughed rolling his eyes and looked down at Jacob.

"Sorry, boy, she's mine...and no...I don't feel like sharing," Edward smirked down at Jacob. Jacob barked and ran away into the house.

"Aw, that's the cutest thing," I giggled. "I didn't know you had a dog."

"Well, he's Carlisle's and Esme's really," Edward said, taking my hand and pulling me further into the garden. "Esme wanted protection because apparently 'the city centre isn't far away and yobs might break in'! Load of shit if you ask me! Speaking of Esme, what were you two crying for in the kitchen?"

I blushed as we sat on a garden swing together, with bright cushions and padding. It was very cute and romantic as I nestled into Edward's chest as we rocked back and forwards.

"Nothing," I bit my lip.

"Alright, if you don't want to tell me..." Edward tried to guilt trip me into telling him, but I ignored him and he sighed, giving up.

"I think you owe me after groping me in a private place in front of my parents!" Edward pretended to be serious but I saw him twitch his lips, suppressing a smile.

I groaned and laughed, leaning into him.

"I didn't mean to touch you there...I just meant to touch you on your thigh to see if you liked it...but I kinda...misplaced the distance..." I blushed.

Edward smirked and leaned in towards me.

"Any time you want to put me in my place, you just go on ahead and feel me up. I'm okay with it...honest," he added.

I giggled.

"You don't have to be so embarrassed," Edward said quietly after a while.

I glanced up at him, frowning.

"It actually felt nice," Edward snorted cockily and I rolled my eyes.

"Do you not take anything seriously?" I laughed. "You're getting as bad as Emmett!"

We laughed together and the birds up above our heads in the trees scattered off nosily. I don't know how long we stayed out there, talking about things and giggling at random things like school kids, but it was quite dark when Esme came over to us.

"Hey lovebirds," she smirked. "Carlisle and I are having an early night, but you help yourself to any food if you're hungry. Emmett and Rosalie are staying round for the night...I don't know if you two wanted to?"

I blushed and looked up at Edward.

"Aw, come on, your room can be as far away as you like..."Esme trailed off. "The walls are sound proof!"

"Mom!" Edward cried, pulling a hand through his hair nervously.

"What?" Esme laughed. "Why are you so embarrassed? You guys are so young. You shouldn't be embarrassed or ashamed of your sex lives! I-"

"Mom!" Edward exclaimed even louder. She stared at him, confused. "Mom...we...well...we're not there yet...intimately..." Edward blushed, refusing to look at me.

"Oh," Esme blushed beetroot. "Well that changes things...Um...well...I...I'll leave you two to decide...I...oh...Carlisle's calling me...yes...um...bye."

Once she was in the house, Edward groaned pulling away from me and leaned forwards, putting his head in his hands.

"God, I'm sorry about her," Edward groaned, embarrassed.

"Edward, it's fine," I laughed. "I think Esme assumed we were intimate like that because we haven't exactly been hiding our relationship today."

Edward nodded, agreeing.

"Well...do you want to?" Edward asked.

"Do I want to what?" I said.

"Stay the night?" Edward asked. "I mean...'I won't get into your pants if you don't get into mine'."

"Agreed," I laugh. "Yeah, shall we stay then? If that's okay? I mean I didn't pack a change of clothes or toothbrush or anything."
"I'm sure my Mom's got spares...knowing her," Edward chuckles. "Come on, let's go inside. I haven't given you the grand tour yet."

"Don't you have work tomorrow?" I frown, as he pulls me towards the backdoor.

"In the afternoon. You?"

"Day off," I grin, happy we can spend longer together tomorrow.

Edward grabs some bread and a few other snacks in the kitchen and puts them in a basket. He then takes me round the house giving the grand tour. I was amazed to find out they had a basement as well with a cinema, gym and arcade games and a small ballroom ("My Mom loves throwing balls" Edward explained). Edward then showed me the second floor where Esme and Carlisle room was, spare bedrooms and Rosalie's room where a lot of noise was coming from. Edward grabbed my hand and quickly towed me up to the final level of the house away from Rose's room. There was one spare bedroom, a bathroom, an office and then Edward's room.

He shoved open the door and I gasped for what felt the hundredth time today. The whole back of the room was a huge window, showing trees, bushes, fields...and even a river, which all apparently belongs to Esme and Carlisle. The glass window reminded me of Edward's New York apartment. One side of the room is covered in books, CDs, DVDs and a huge entertainment system opposite Edward's King Size Bed. The whole room was pale and modern like his apartment.

"How often do you stay here?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Whenever I have business nearby, Christmas, Easter, on a few of my days off...that sort of thing, you know?" Edward shrugs, walking over to the bed and flopping on to it, kicking off his shoes and setting the basket of food on the centre of the bed.

"No," I breath, smiling.

He grins back. I follow him over to the bed and curl up on the bed.

As we eat, we talk even more, about more random things. Once we've finished eating, Edward puts the basket on the side table and rolls over onto me.

I'm pinned underneath him as he trails his nose down my jawbone, then down my neck until he's at my chest, where he kisses each bone he can feel...and I gasp as he kisses my cleavage, then traces his tongue as far as he can go. He looks up at me with dark, sexy eyes and I push him onto his back and straddle him, which makes him shift uncomfortably.

"Bella, I-"

"Shh," I whisper in his ear. "I know, I want to as well...but not here...not when your parents are downstairs...I'm sorry."

He nods, pushes me onto my side as he faces me and kisses me. I pull back.

"Another time," I promise.

He nods. "Okay."

He smiles, pulls his shirt off and walks over to a wardrobe on the same side as the door. I smile at his abs as he grabs sweatpants and a tee and boxers which he chucks at me. He heads over to another door which must be an ensuite and smiles at me as he shuts it.

I pull my dress, bra, panties, cardigan and pumps off and tug on his boxers and his shirt which I breath in deeply as I put it on. It smells delicious. It smells of Edward.

I settle down under the covers, waiting for Edward to change and brush his teeth before I brush mine, but as soon as my head hits the pillow I'm out, dreaming of sexy, dark, green eyes.

A/N I know this chapter talks more about feelings and emotions and what other people or whatever and less intimacy from Edward and Bella, but I felt this was important to include in a love story like this. I hope you enjoyed this.

Their first lemon will be coming up in the next couple of chapters, so look out for that!

Let me know what you think! Please review!