A/N: I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does, lucky bitch! If it wasn't for her fade to black, we may not have this wonderful world of TwiFanFic. No copyright infringement is intended. Thank you to my beta, kaydee1005. You are awesome. Thanks to my pre-readers, Padme-And-Anakin-4-Ever and ladauphine for all the advice.

Chapter 17-Rushing Into Things

BPOV

Edward and I spent the morning in bed making love and cuddling. We expressed our love to one another in every way possible. It had been the best morning of my life. We talked and talked until the time we needed to get up so we could check out of the hotel.

After packing up, we sat down on the love seat for a few minutes before we left our beautiful room and returned to real life. Edward's face changed, his entire demeanor turning serious. Then, he spoke.

"Bella, Love, I have an important question to ask you." Edward seemed nervous.

"What is it, Edward?" I couldn't begin to guess what he wanted, but I was intrigued.

"Don't freak out, alright? Just remember how much I love you."

Why would I freak out?

"Oookaaaaay?" Intrigued was no longer the right word, I was quickly becoming nervous.

"You do know that I love you right? That I would do anything for you?" His voice quivered, showing how uncertain he was.

"Of course, Babe, and I love you too. But you better get to asking me because I'm starting to worry. You're acting so strange." The look on my face must have solidified something in him, because he now appeared...determined?

"Okay, here it goes. Isabella Marie Swan, will you marry me?"

No, No, No. He couldn't be asking this of me now.

"What! Edward, we've only known each other for two weeks! I don't even know everything about you yet. Hell, I haven't even met your parents." And you haven't met mine either, I thought to myself amidst my panic.

"Bella, you promised not to freak out." He had to be kidding me. Why wouldn't I freak out?

"Not freak out? Are you serious, Edward? Two weeks, one of which we didn't even talk. That means we have only really known each other for one week. One week for us to get to know each other. You ask me to marry you after one week of talking and expect me not to freak out? Are you mental, Edward?" I couldn't possibly marry him, or anyone else for that matter, not this soon at least.

"Bella, please. Answer me, Baby." I felt bad for what I was about to do. He looked so lost, but it couldn't be helped.

"I'm sorry, Edward. Was my 'freak out' too subtle for you? No, Edward. I will not marry you. I will never marry you. Goodbye, Edward," I huffed in annoyance, before standing up and walking out of our hotel room.

I woke up in a panic, sweat covering my face and body. I looked around the room and realized I had been dreaming. Edward and I were in a hotel room, and he was still sound asleep. I laid my head back down onto his chest, feeling the little hairs tickle my nose. I ended up elevating myself a bit so I could watch him sleep. I leaned on one elbow with my head resting in my hand.

Lying next to the love of my life, I watched him sleep. His breathing was deep and even, his lips slightly parted. Every once in a while, a whistling noise would come from his nose, and it took everything in my power not to laugh out loud and wake him up—it was too adorable. I watched his eyes flutter as he dreamed and observed how his long lashes brushed his stubble-covered cheek.

He really was an attractive man. His green eyes complemented his hair color perfectly. The shape of his face was reminded me of chiseled stone. His neck, oh my god his neck-long and lean and delightful to nibble on. His body was spectacular, absolutely flawless and delightfully toned. Not so much muscle that it was overpowering, but enough that you could tell he took care of himself. I fit perfectly next to him, like our bodies were made for each other.

I couldn't stop looking at him...him; he was like an addiction for me. I craved Edward's presence like a heroin addict craved their next fix. He was my personal brand of heroin. Would I ever have enough of him? Was it possible to be this much in love, this soon?

There's a saying, 'if it seems too good to be true, it probably is'. Normally, I would fall for those pessimistic thoughts in my mind, but Edward had been so good to me that I knew this was real. I have felt like a whole person ever since I met him; he completed me. I felt like a missing part of me had been lost, but Edward returned it to me. I refused to listen to my inner-negativity any longer. I was in love with Edward Cullen, and I wouldn't allow myself to ruin what we had.

My mind was made up, but the dream I had still lingered. Would I really freak out if Edward asked me to marry him? Would I really just up and leave him like that? My heart said no, but my mind was still confused. If Edward asked me right then, I would agree that it was too soon, but I didn't believe that I'd leave him over it-not when I felt this way about him.

I continued to stare at Edward as I thought about my dream...nightmare, whatever it was.

Lost in thought, I was startled when Edward spoke.

"See something you like, Beautiful?" Edward's eyes were barely slits, but his smile was full and wide.

"Oh my God, Edward. You scared me." My heart restarted itself as Edward pulled me back down to lay next to him.

"Sorry, Love." Edward said, kissing my lips ever so gently. "But you didn't answer my question."

Panic. Panic was my first response. I could hear my heart beat loudly in my ears, and my breathing accelerate. Edward must have sensed something was wrong because he brought his hands to my face and looked straight into my eyes as he moved above me.

"Bella! Bella, what's wrong? Are you alright, Baby? Talk to me!"

It was just a dream. It was just a dream. It was just a dream. I kept repeating those words to myself as I prepared to answer Edward.

"I…I'm sorry, Edward. I'm alright." I felt the panic wash away as Edward pulled me tighter against his body. Panic was soon replaced with fear, then remorse, and soon the tears began to fall.

"Shhhh. Shhh, Bella. It's going to be fine. Shhhh." Edward just rocked and held me, continuing to sooth me as I cried.

"Honey, what's wrong? Please, Bella. Tell me what's wrong; I can't help you if you don't tell me, Love."

I coughed through my wracking sobs, trying to gasp for air. Edward kept a hold on me while I calmed down. By then, we were both sitting up, him holding my limp body upright since I didn't have the strength to do it myself—all of my weight was resting against him. After a few tearful minutes on Edward's shoulder, I was finally able to speak.

"Oh, Edward. I had a terrible dream." I was still slightly sobbing and wiping away the snot from my nose using the back of my hand. I was sure Edward loved that.

"Do you wanna tell me about it?" He seemed so concerned, and my love for him grew even more at that moment.

"Not right now?" I didn't mean for it to come out as a question, but I couldn't help it. I felt like I was letting him down, just like I did in my dream.

"Bella, you don't have to tell me right now," he said reluctantly. "Of course, I would love it if you told me, but I understand if you don't want to. I just hope that you trust me enough to tell me when you're ready."

Edward's concern for me set my crying off again, and the tears fell freely from my eyes. Once again, Edward held me tight and whispered lovingly into my ear.

"Shhhh. It's alright, Baby. I'm here, everything will be fine. Shhhhh."

What's wrong with me? Why was I so emotional? Damn, Bella, get a grip.

A few more minutes went by, and I was once again calm. A couple sniffles and I was ready to talk once more.

"I'm sorry I woke you up. I'm sorry I'm such a wreck. Edward, please don't let me go. No matter what I do, promise me you'll fight for me. Please?" Now I was begging him, but for what?

Edward chuckled softly, and I looked at him trying to figure out what was so funny.

"Bella. Baby, don't worry about any of that. Why would I let you go? Better yet, why would I need to fight for you? Of course I would, I don't ever want to lose you, Bella. What's wrong?"

His confusion mirrored my own. How did I explain to him what happened? I don't want him to think I didn't want to marry him; I couldn't risk losing him just because I was being foolish.

"Edward, I…I don't know how to tell you about my dream. I don't yet understand it myself." I looked down and felt the heat in my cheeks. "Y…you asked me to marry you."

He let go of me and backed away slightly. The look on his face was one of shock. It was only a dream, and I haven't even told him all of it. Now he looked scared. What was I missing?

"Bella…" He swallowed hard and smacked his lips like his mouth was dry.

"Edward, you seem upset. Why?" Now it was my turn to worry.

"I…did…did you hear me last night?" Something was definitely off.

"Did I hear you what, Edward?" He said a lot of things last night, how was I supposed to know what he was talking about?

"Last night. Did you hear me ask you…anything?" Edward seemed so nervous.

"No." What the hell is going on? Now I was really confused. What would he have asked me that would make him so nervous?

"Bella, don't freak out, alright? Just remember how much I love you. While you were sleeping last night, I tried to ask you to marry me. I realized you were asleep so I didn't get the chance."

"W…wha…what?" Oh my God, the dream. It all made sense. I must have sensed Edward's desires and now he was freaking out because he thought I was going to reject him.

"I did. I jumped the gun, I'm so sorry, Baby. I didn't mean to make you panic. I can wait. I can wait forever for you. Please, just please don't leave me. I don't think…"

I cut Edward off. I couldn't stand to see the tears that had started running down his face. I also couldn't stand the thought that he doubted my love for him. I will make it my personal mission to never doubt his love for me ever again.

"Edward…please, don't do this. I think I'm ready to tell you about my dream." I needed him to know this had nothing to do with him, that is was all me.

I told him everything I could remember about the dream. I shared with him how it scared me that I reacted the way I did. I admitted that it was too early for something like that, but that I wasn't completely opposed to the idea either. I confessed to Edward that I had thought about marrying him, someday.

The smile that came to his face was beautiful, but his tears didn't stop falling. They had turned to tears of joy. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me so tight that I felt like I couldn't breathe. I didn't care and hugged him tightly in return. We remained like that for a few minutes until Edward pulled away.

I looked up to gaze upon his beautiful face and noticed that his tears had dried up, only leaving behind the streaked stains down his cheeks. His smile still filled the expanse of his face as he laid us back down on the bed.

EPOV

This stunning woman completely owned me. She made me a better man, and I loved her more each day for it. I know it's too soon, but knowing that she does want to marry me, I couldn't be more contented if I tried.

When she started crying and mentioned that I asked her to marry me, it caused my heart to drop and felt like it was being squeezed to death. I had never felt so empty; I never felt so much hurt—not even during the last week when Bella wouldn't talk to me.

I lay there holding the woman I loved to no end and was the happiest man on earth. I didn't deserve this much happiness—this bliss.

I couldn't believe I used to treat women so badly. I thought I was satisfied with my old life; when women were just something to conquer. I thought having different women in my bed every night made me complete. Oh, how wrong I was.

Bella showed me how wrong I was. She showed me how to love, how to be a better man. She didn't even have to try; she did that by just being herself. She did it by being the amazing and intelligent woman that she was. I was going to love this woman until the moment I take my dying breath. I would spend a lifetime showing her how special she was and how much I loved her.

"Edward? What are you thinking about?" Bella asked me as her head lay upon my chest and her arm around my abdomen.

"Mmmmm," I hummed as I kissed her head, still running my fingers through her long locks. "I was thinking about how much I love you, Baby."

"I love you too, Edward. I love it when you call me baby." Bella began running her hand along my pecks and felt my nipples harden under her exquisite touch.

"If you keep touching me like that, Love, we may never leave this room." It was true; my nipples weren't the only thing getting hard.

Bella giggled, her small body shaking against mine sending a warm tingling sensation throughout my body. Her vibrations were making my situation a little harder, and my previous statement even more true.

"Do we have to leave, Edward?" Bella asks me with an innocent tone, while her hands continued their not-so-innocent trek further south.

"Bella. We have to work tomorrow, remember?" I hissed at her as she grabbed my now fully hard dick and began stroking it.

"Edward. I want you. Right now, please." Her begging didn't do anything to help our problem of getting checked out on time, which was quickly approaching.

"Bella, Baby. As much as I would love to ravish you right now, I'm afraid we don't have time. We need to be checked out of here in thirty minutes. That's not nearly enough time for me to give you this," I said to her in my huskiest voice as I thrust my erection into her hand.

"Ungh, Edward! Please, just touch me. I need it, I want it." She was getting desperate as she climbed on top of me, and it took everything I had to stop her. I kissed her chastely as I sat us both up.

"Baby. I want you too, believe me, I want it. But I would rather take you home and have my wicked way with you. We need to leave," I groaned. Damn it, I wanted her so badly.

She huffed in frustration, which I entirely understood, and we both got up from the bed to get dressed. We didn't even have time for a shower. Okay, not helping my situation.

Since I didn't want to ruin Bella's surprise yesterday, we had no bags to pack and had to wear the same clothes home. Once we got home, clothes weren't going to matter anyway. Fuck, it was going to be a long drive. We left the hotel by way of the same elevator we came in last night and arrived in the parking garage. We got in the car and headed home.

I was famished, and I was pretty sure Bella was as well. I had planned on ordering a romantic room-service breakfast, but that didn't work out. I contemplated stopping for breakfast, but the things Bella was doing to my dick as we drove left me with no other option. Besides, the touching and teasing from Bella left me with another kind of hunger.

Bella continued touching me, teasing me. It was blissful torture. Her hands caressed and squeezed, roamed and wandered. I slammed my foot down on the gas and sped down the freeway, I needed to get home as quickly as possible. Occasionally her hand would slip under my waistband and the warmth of her touch on my dick kept me on the edge the entire drive.

We finally pulled into the driveway two hours later; my dick still throbbing from Bella's constant teasing. I jumped out of the car and grabbed Bella to drag her into my house. Dragging wasn't necessary of course, since she was running right along with me

Emmett was watching cartoons on the television and eating cereal when we slammed the door behind us. He looked up at us, shocked, with milk running down his chin. I ignored him as I picked Bella up and carried her to my room. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, and she giggled between nibbles on my neck.

Once in my room, I shut and locked the door, before gently tossing Bella onto my bed. Our clothes had started to come off when we entered the hall, and it wasn't long before both of us had rid ourselves of the rest of our clothing. This was not going to be slow.

A/N: Sorry for the cock block, really I am. Just seemed like a good place to end it. I promise to make it worth your while next week. As usual, you can find me on Twitter... (at) melonscraps. If you do follow me, either already or newly, be sure to tweet me so I can add you to my reader list! My awesome pre-reader, Padme-And-Anakin-4-Ever has made a thread over at Twilighted for this story, come chat! http:/www(dot)twilighted(dot)net/forum/viewtopic(dot)php?f=44&t=11061 Seriously, come check out the thread, we can discuss the story together. ALSO, all reviews will recieve a teaser!