Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer Owns all characters, especially Edward…damn it.
BPOV:
I thought my heart was going to explode, it was beating so fast. I looked away from the door to look at Edward, but he was still staring at the person standing in the hallway. His expression was something in between anger…and shame. Then he spoke.
"Hello, Alice." He was polite, but his expression didn't change. Her expression, however, was livid.
"Don't 'hello' me, dear brother. What in the world are you thinking?" She looked at him questioningly, and then turned her fierce gaze on me. "And you… After everything you said about doing things the right way, im appalled!"
At this point, I was completely confused. What in the world was Alice talking about? I looked back down to Edward, hoping that he would clue me in on the secret, but he was still looking at Alice.
"Alice, dearest, I already know. It was foolish and will not happen again before the timing is correct, I swear to you." They locked eyes, and after a moment, both of their expressions softened. Edward even had a slight smile on his face, obviously amused by whatever it was Alice had been thinking.
"Ok, I suppose I will just have to believe you." She said. "But don't let me catch you forcing those kind of images upon my brain ever again. I love you both, but those are not the kind of things I would like to be seeing about you." She shivered a bit, and then stepped out of the room, shutting the door without a second glance. What had just happened?
"Edward, what in the world was that about?" I couldn't for the life of me figure it out. He looked up at me, his golden eyes boring into mine, and then suddenly chuckled.
"Bella, what kind of vision do you think she had that would be bad enough for her to come bursting into this room unannounced and talking about images of the two of us that she couldn't stand to see?" He was smiling the whole time he was talking.
I stared at him blankly for a moment, running through the different scenarios in my head that would have set Alice off that way, and then it clicked.
"Oh God! She saw us…" I didn't finish the sentence.
"Precisely." Is all he said.
"How could she see that unless one of us had made the decision to?" I asked him confused. Just because my head was screaming nothing but wonderful things only minutes before, I didn't decide to do anything like that. I never dreamed Edward would do such a thing before we were married, so I hadn't gotten my hopes up.
"Maybe I was toying with the idea in my head…" was his reply, and, had it have been physically possible, my jaw would have hit the floor.
"I don't understand." was all I could say. I was still in a daze.
"Neither do I. When you kissed me, I just couldn't stop the thoughts from coming into my head, and for just a brief moment, I didn't want to say no. Actually, I couldn't say no. All I want to do is just touch you. To feel you, and for that moment, I decided that's what I was going to do." He was looking down at his hands, tracing the lines on his palms with his thumb. I noticed that his hands were trembling. "Please, don't be angry with me, love."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was about to give me exactly what I wanted, Him, and he was worried about me being angry.
"Edward, why on earth would I be angry at you for that? You have no idea how wonderful that makes me feel! That you feel exactly the same way I do. All I want is you, Edward, more than anything. Damn Alice for bursting in on us!" I said angrily and threw my hands up in the air. How Dare Alice, always assuming she knows what's best for me.
I got up from the bed and started to pace angrily. Montague was watching me, his head going back and forth in a figure eight as I practically bore a path into the wood floor. Then, Edward was behind me, wrapping his cold arms around my waist and planting soft kisses on the back of my neck. I shivered.
"Don't be mad, Love. Alice was right. We need to do this the right way and wait until after the wedding. Like I said before, this is one place where im as spotless as you are, and Id like to do it correctly."
"I don't think you would have a problem doing that correctly." I mumbled quietly, and blushed. He still heard me, and let out a soft, raspy laugh. He buried his face into the back of my neck, and I could feel his cold breath in my hair. I turned around to face him and nuzzled into his hard shoulder.
"Bella, my love. We only have two weeks left, and then I swear to you, there will be absolutely no interruptions." He lowered his voice to a soft growl that was so undoubtedly sexy that my hands ached to touch him in a very different way than I was at that moment. "Then I will show you exactly how much I love you. Until then, my dear, we must behave ourselves."
"I thought you said that you weren't going to make any promises because you didn't know if things would…work out." He looked up at me and smiled my favorite crooked smile.
"Well, from what Alice has seen, I don't believe we will be having any problems." his eyes were smoldering again.
"Well then why do we have to…" he placed a cold finger over my lips to stop me from talking.
"Behave." is all he said. If he expected me to behave, then he needed to stop looking at me like that.
"Ok fine, Ill behave. Im not happy about it, though!" I said, trying to sound serious. It didn't work, and Edward let out a loud booming laugh that startled Montague and sent him leaping off the bed and sliding underneath it. That made us both laugh even harder.
We both went to lay on the bed, the danger momentarily forgotten, as Edward twirled a strand of my hair around his finger absently.
We were quiet for a long time before something that I had been thinking finally got the best of me.
"Edward, can I ask you a question?"
"Anything."
"Exactly what did Alice see?" He stiffened only slightly at my question, but then relaxed and laughed.
"Why so curious?" He asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice, so I scowled.
"Does it really matter? That's all it is. Curiosity."
"Well, if you like…" He stopped. I waited.
"If I like, what?" I said when he didn't continue.
"If you like, I can give you a preview." He said, raising an eyebrow at me. I could see the smile in his eyes, although he didn't have one on his face. He was having fun with this.
"Very mature, Edward." I said, rolling my eyes at him. He laughed softly and kissed my forehead.
"I'm sorry, dear. Ill behave now, I promise." We sat in silence for a while, and then Edward shifted beneath me, cocking his head to look at the glowing red numbers of the clock on the wall. He sighed.
"Well, love. I think we should be getting you home now. Charlie should be home, and we wouldn't want to make him angry by you being late. Especially when we have to introduce him to Montague."
I looked down at the floor where Montague had fallen asleep, his muzzle tucked under his paws adorably.
"You're right. Hopefully Charlie wont take it too badly. I adore Montague already and I would hate it if he wouldn't let me keep him at his house." I leaned over an stroked his head lovingly, and he looked up at me and whined before laying his head back on his paws. It made me smile.
"Come one, Love." Edward stood, gathering Montague in his arms softly, and taking my hand, leading me out the door.
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Ten minutes after we were through the door, Charlie was on all fours in the middle of the living room, wrestling with Montague and laughing so hard I thought he might wet himself.
"Oh, Bells! He's so much fun!" he said, standing up and wiping tears from his eyes from laughing so hard.
"Dad, you should thank Edward. HE was the one who got him for me."
"Yeah, uh, right. Thanks, Edward. Its about time Bells got a pet. It'll be good company for her for when your working or hiking."
"Oh, its no problem, Charlie. I've always wanted one, myself. So he's kind of a gift for the both of us." he said, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling me to his side.
"Yeah, sure." Was Charlie's genius response.
"Well, its getting late. I should be getting home. We still have to finish building the platform tomorrow." He said, and grunted, running his hand through his disheveled bronze hair. He shook hands with Charlie, and patted Montague's head once more before walking to the door.
"Ill see you in the morning." he told me, and winked. He would be back in just a few short hours.
After he left, Charlie and I sat at the kitchen table and just chatted about the wedding and how the plans were coming. I was about to go upstairs and start getting ready for bed when Charlie said something that caught me off guard.
"I have a message for you…from Jake." I stopped in my tracks in the doorway.
"A message?"
"He asked me to give it to you tonight when I was at Billy's watching the game." He stood up and pulled a folded up piece of paper from his back pocket. It reminded me of when Jake wouldn't talk to me not so long ago, and I had sent him a note from Charlie, to Billy, to him, like we were in second grade.
He threw it on the table, and raised an eyebrow at me. I stared at the paper like a it was a monster with three eyes.
"Just because you getting married, Bella, doesn't mean you have to abandon your friends. Just read it." he said, then walked into the living room and turned on the television.
I grabbed the note off the table and just held it. I didn't know if I wanted to open it or not, fearing what it might say, but after a few minutes curiosity go the best of me. I sighed and unfolded the paper.
Bella,
I know you may not want to see me but I have to talk to you.
There is something that I need to tell you, but I have to tell
You to your face. Please?
Jake
I read and re-read the note, and I still couldn't make sense of it. Even as I took a shower, changed, and brushed my teeth, I couldn't figure out what he may want to talk to me about. So as I walked down the hallway toward my room, I backtracked and went downstairs, picking up the phone and dialed the familiar number. He answered on the first ring,
"Hello?"
"Hey, Jake."
"Bella! Im so glad you called me! I need to see you. Can you come to the reservation tomorrow?"
"Jake, im kinda busy with the wedding and everything…"
"Bella, please? Its important."
"Yeah, I got that out of your little note. Look, Edward is going hiking with his family this weekend. How about we meet for lunch? Saturday, twelve-thirty?"
"Oh, thanks, Bells! Ill see you then! Bye."
"Bye, Jake."
I walked up to my room and flopped down on the bed, my brain on overload from everything that had happened. I grabbed my CD player off the bedside table and put the earphones on my head, and let Edwards compositions run through the speakers, calming me until he would be in my arms again.
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Sorry it took me a bit longer to post this chap, but i was having some internet problems. Not to worry, though. I will have chap 6 up before 11 p.m. tonight!
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