A/N: Hello again. I was so pleased to see that many of you wanted me to continue with my story. I know it's been a while but it was difficult to decide where to pick up and keep this going. I'm going to need help, like where to keep going to. I think I might go to the wedding, possibly the honeymoon, but I'm not for sure. Your reviews I hope will let me know. They are very much appreciated.

I was still feeling guilty about Edward as Alice popped in a movie for us to watch. I was just glad that it wasn't a romantic movie; that would have depressed me. By the time the credits started rolling, Edward still hadn't returned and it was getting late.

I gathered my things and made my way out to the truck, Alice and Jasper in tow. Alice had graciously allowed me to leave some of my purchases with her. Charlie was already worried about the wedding; I didn't want to send him to emergency room because of heart failure.

I pulled out of the drive way and out of sight of the big house, winding my way back to town. I still felt bad about today. I had no idea that Edward would take it so hard. I pulled in front of the house and got out. I walked in the front door, hung up my coat, and wished goodnight to my father before trudging up to y room.

I opened the door and almost screamed. My marble Adonis was laying on my bed, arms behind his head; the picture of perfection. He was smiling my favorite crooked smile as he unhooked his fingers and beckoned to me to come.

As I walked closer, I noticed that the top three or four buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing his muscular white chest. My breathing hitched in my throat as my feet carried my closer to what I knew was my impending doom. I was helpless now if he wanted answers; there was no Alice, Jasper, or Emmett to save the day.

I stopped next to him. I waited patiently for him to grab me and pin me down. Well, he did grab me, but he pulled me swiftly into his lap, wrapping his arms around me, hugging me closer to his chest. I felt him kiss my hair lightly and rest his head in my shoulder. He sighed before turning me to face him.

His eyes lingered on the necklace he had given me, his eyes sparkling with happiness. He cupped my face with his head and placed a chaste kiss on my forehead before speaking.

"Bella, I'm sorry about today. That was wrong and I shouldn't have done that. That was taking it too far." He looked into my eyes, his honey orbs searching for forgiveness. We both knew that I would, but I decided to play with it for just a little bit.

"Well, Edward, I'm not sure that I can forgive you so easily." My feeble attempts at turning from him failed as he laughed and pinned me against his body.

"Are you absolutely positive about that?" his eyes playful in the moonlight.

I sighed and shook my head, pressing my forehead to his. He smiled and placed soft kisses along my nose, cheeks, eyelids, and finally on my lips. He pulled back and my eyes fluttered open. I felt slightly drunk for some reason. I knew it was because if his scent; it always drove me insane, but tonight, it was sending my brain into overload.

I shook myself out of my stupor to look at him. His eyebrows were raised as I took a breath to ask him a question.

"If you were so curious, why didn't you just look in Alice's head?"

He laughed before touching his nose to mine.

"I did. It was useless."

I was confused as to what he meant and I guess he could see that on my face.

"She was reciting Queen Margaret's monologue from Richard III in Farsi."

I smiled as I traced his lips with my fingers, never breaking eye contact. He lifted them from their path, entwining them with his. He lifted my hand and lightly grazed the back of it with his mouth before placing it gently in his lap.

I was surprised; he usually frowned upon this much contact between us. As if he could sense my curiosity, he smiled and nuzzled my nose.

"I just want to make up for what I did today. I pushed too far." He lowered his head before raising his eyes to look at me from under his lashes. "I was afraid that I had scared you. That's the last thing I would ever want to do. I love you too much, Isabella Marie Swan." I cringed at the use of my full name. He chuckled before cradling my face between his hands. "You have a beautiful name. And I think I can hold onto my feelings for a few more days."

My heart began to pound as my thoughts trailed to our honeymoon. I would have been perfectly fine with skipping the wedding altogether, but that wasn't going to fly; not just with Edward, but Alice, Renee, and I bet Esme, would have been upset.

Edward brought me back down from my thoughts by lowering me onto the bed and pulling the covers up, tucking them under my chin. I curled up closer to him, his arms winding securely around my waist.

I felt his chest rise and fall with his steady breathing before he looked down at me, smiling devilishly.

"What?" I asked, cautiously, not sure what he was thinking and positive that I didn't want to know.

"Oh nothing. Just thinking about what was in those bags Alice had today."

I huffed in annoyance, knowing that it was going to come up sooner or later. I had been counting on the later. He laughed, ruffling my hair slightly. I scowled at him.

"Oh no, Edward Cullen. You're not going to try that again." I tried to sound stern but failed miserably under his gaze.

"Don't worry, love. I'm not going to." He smiled before laughing again. "I'll probably find out tonight anyway."

I glared at him before turning myself around, pressing my back into him. I closed my eyes, hoping that I wouldn't talk in my sleep tonight, before the darkness enveloped me.

A/N: Ok, that was kind of difficult to write since I'm still insure of where it's going. That's why this chapter is so short and I need your reviews everyone. And they mean a lot to me, especially the ton I got for my last chapter. And, because I take long to update, it's because I have a writing project I'm working on; I'm actually writing a book and I use this as practice, so I hope you don't mind if I use you as guinea pigs to test out my writing style. Love you all, and please review.

Much love,

-Truth in the Moon

Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning to dance in the rain.