A/N I know this is the same as the last chapter, but the last wasn't detailed enough, I tried putting more detail in, even if it is short.
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Sweet Dreams my love
Edward's point of view
I hummed the lullaby, her lullaby, to her. She was exhausted. The day had been very eventful. My love was asleep before her head hit the pillow. She was in my arms, pressing closer to me. I held her to me, careful not to injure her. Her complexion was even more beautiful in sleep. I caressed my hand across her cheek.
She blushed in her sleep, a small pool of blood forming beneath her soft skin. I felt a dull ache in my throat, but the monster within me did not rise. It felt wonderful knowing that I could keep him at bay, that I could not hurt my Bella, my Love. Bella sighed in her sleep. "Edward," she said. I leaned down to whisper in her ear. "Yes love?" "I love you Edward," she answered me.
I beamed then. I was probably the luckiest person alive. She, the one I had thought I had hurt, the one I cared most about, loved me back. "I love you too," I whispered, "I will love you forever." She might have been asleep, but she still said it. If my heart could beat, it would be jumping out of my chest with excitement and lust.
I kissed her forehead lightly, brushed my hand down her jaw line, and then brushed my lips up against hers. I could feel an electric current passing between us. I tried to be careful and pulled away. It was easier now, when she was asleep. When in consciousness her heart thumped loudly, her breathing became shallow; we both wanted more so it was even harder to stop. I kissed her softly again, her lips meeting mine.
I sighed and ran my fingers through her hair. I was getting too far in. When the time came and I might have to leave, I didn't think it would be possible. I loved her too much; I knew it might hurt her as well as me if I did. I could only hope that it would never come to that. Bella's expression changed from peaceful to confused, her brow puckered in the middle. It reminded me of her kitten like anger. She was a kitten who thought she was a tiger. I smoothed out the crease with my thumb.
I hummed her lullaby again. Maybe tomorrow she could meet my family. Esme would love to see her. I supposed she could see Alice as long as Alice didn't put any ideas in her head. I wished again I could read her mind. It was a mystery I needed to unravel. So tomorrow we could see my family, if she wanted of course. I would not make her if she was scared. Even though I didn't want to scare her, I needed to see a normal reaction. It just wasn't healthy; she always wanted the most dangerous things. I supposed she would surprise me again.
I was surprised that she didn't talk about her mom tonight. I wouldn't tell her though, it might upset her. Bella shifted in her sleep and I glanced out the window. She would wake up in a few minutes. I carefully pushed her away from me and sat on the rocking chair in the corner. I didn't know if she would want me laying next to her while she slept. Her eyes fluttered open and she sat up "Oh,"
"Your hair looks like a haystack . . . but I like it."
"Edward, you stayed!"