I had a stroke of genius, so I had to write this chapter fast. Warning: SMUT AHEAD.

Disclaimer Notice: I do not own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does. But my version is so much more awesome.

Missed it by that Much

EPOV

My fingers ran over the keys of the piano, consuming me with the music. I had to do something to stop myself from thinking about her. It was just under an hour until she came over, and I couldn't shake the thought of her from my mind. I stopped, for the notes of Esme's song had somehow turned to Bella's lullaby under my fingers. Frustrated, I stood up and walked away from the piano up the stairs to my room. I passed Emmett as I walked up, and a strange thing happened. As he saw me, his thoughts shifted abruptly.

"I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chap stick. I kissed a girl just to try it, I hope my boyfriend don't mind it." Rang clear as a bell in his mind. He made it through the entire song and then began again, although he was far away from me. I wondered what he was hiding from me. I cleared my mind of the wretched song and put the first CD I put my hands on into the player. I lay down on the couch and listened to whatever I could hear. I could hear strange things coming from my family's minds. I heard Alice's first, for she was the closest.

"Shawty had them apple-bottom jeans, boots with the fur (with the fur), the whole club was looking at her. She hit the flo', she hit the flo' next thing you know, shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low." The song was just disgusting, and I moved to a mind that was cleaner, namely Jasper's.

"Touch my body, roll me on the floor, wrestle me around, just a little more."I moved on. I wondered why everyone was singing about sex in their minds. Must be doing something evil, I thought, I'll stay out of it. Esme and Carlisle were gone, and I wished for their sweet, clean minds to distract me. I turned onto my side and gave in to my thoughts about her. I yearned for her skin, with its sweet blush. I longed to touch her soft hair, to hold it in my hands. I wished to see her smile when she saw me, when I held her. Love is a glorious thing, I thought. I desperately wished I were human, for once, so I could hold her in my arms and not worry about crushing her, so I could kiss her and never stop. It pained me, to think of how I hadn't been able to move beyond my boundaries that first night she'd wanted to. I hated myself. She had been crushed, but it was nothing compared to how I'd felt, having to say no. I'd wished I could die, just to escape the pain of my lust for her. But that would have hurt her more. It would never end. I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the music turn off in Alice's mind.

"I'll get it!" She shouted. The doorbell rang. I knew it was my Bella, and I wished I could see her, hold her. "She'll be right up, Edward!" Alice called from the doorway. I couldn't help but listen to their conversation.

"Okay, you have it on, right?" Alice asked. In her mind, I saw Bella shake her head yes.

"Alice I don't think I can do this." She gulped, and Alice engulfed her in a hug. Do what?

"Bella, it's okay! It's not that hard! Besides, you love him, right?" Bella shook her head again.

"More than anything." She smiled. I felt my still heart flutter at hearing her say she loved me.

"Then go up. He's waiting. And he's EAVSEDROPPING!" She yelled for my benefit. I heard Bella ascend the steps and I couldn't stand it any longer. I rushed out to her and met her at the top step. She smiled.

"Hi, Edward," She seemed to have a shyness that was unlike the one she normally had, but I didn't care. I picked her up and leaned her against the wall, my hands on both sides of it behind her. Her lips met mine before mine could meet hers. Her hands knotted in my hair, and I placed my hands on the sides of her face. I heard her heart rate speed up. I broke the kiss.

"I missed you." I whispered. For some reason, her heart rate sped up even more.

"You have no idea." She took the front of my shirt and pulled me back into my room. I followed, never breaking our gaze. She collapsed down on the bed, still there, waiting for the day, and pulled me down with her.

"Do you want to know how much I missed you?" She traced a pattern from my neck to my chest and back up. Her warm touch was heavenly.

"I think I have a pretty good idea." I smiled and brought my lips back to hers. She responded more quickly this time, wrapping her arms around my neck, holding me as tight as she could. She slid her hands down my shoulders, ending with her palms just below my collarbone. And then, as I predicted, she went for my shirt. It pained me to break the kiss, but I had to, for her safety.

"Bella, no, I'll hurt you." I held her by her shoulders, but she seemed to pay me no attention.

"Please, Edward." She whispered in my ear. Keep it together, Edward, I thought.

"No, Bella. It's not that I don't want to, I do. But I can't. I can never put you in danger." I looked into her eyes, and hers were still soft and sweet as ever.

"Edward, you'd never let yourself lose control with me. You'll be gentle, I know you will." She had brought her lips to my ear, and the floral scent coming off her skin was hypnotizing. I sat, still as stone for a moment. She moved closer and kissed me again. I couldn't help myself. I wanted her more than ever. I kissed her back with all my heart, allowing temptation to beat self-control. I heard nothing but hear heavy breathing, her heart rate, increasing each moment. She went back to my shirt again, and I didn't stop her. She leaned into me, and I wrapped my arms around her. Every moment was better than the last. I moved my arms up her back and stroked her hair. It was smoother than I remembered it. She sighed. Then I did something that shocked even me. I broke the kiss took the edge of her blue silk blouse and pulled it over her head. It felt like my eyes were going to pop out of their sockets.

"Is that…?" I trailed off. She blushed. Never had I thought my Bella would be one to wear a black bustier. In the back of my mind, I doubted she wore it often. I ran my hands up and down her skin, wherever I could reach that I had never touched before. In my head, it was still ringing, you'll hurt her, but I couldn't bring myself to listen. I wanted her body more than I had ever wanted her blood. My thoughts shocked me.

"You've been a gentleman too long." She whispered. I couldn't help it. I pushed her, ever so gently, down on the bed and fell on top of her. She stroked my skin, and her hands felt like silk. The rest of the world faded into a pointless black hole. All I could hear, see and feel was Bella. Very carefully, as if she were unsure, she put her hands on the waistband of my jeans.

"I want you, Bella." I whispered. Her lips were on mine in a second, and she clutched me to her with all her might. My hands found her skirt and I pulled the edge of it a fraction of an inch when suddenly, there was a terrible crash.

"STOP RIGHT THERE!" Emmett stood in the doorway, holding a paintball gun aimed at my head. "You two stop what you are doing or I shoo—BELLA WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?" He shouted, his eyes popping out a little more than I would have liked for him to look at my future wife. I didn't have to look down to know that Bella was turning six shades of red. I found her shirt and handed it to her.

"Emmett, I assure you that you will find your way to the deepest circle of hell before the day is out. Now leave before I snap you into pieces and bake them into pies!" He laughed at my fury.

"Fine, Sweeny Todd, I can see I interrupted something. Sorry for ruining the mood." He winked, ever so quickly at Bella. I looked down to see her glaring at him evilly.

"Emmett…get out…this instant!" She screamed. He laughed harder.

"Whatever you say, Lady S," And with that he shut the door, leaving Bella and I confused and disappointed.

"Edward?" She looked at me with bright eyes.

"Hmm?" I whispered.

"Get off me!" She giggled as I rolled over on my side. She laughed lightheartedly for a minute before I cut in.

"What's so funny?" I couldn't help but laugh at little with her.

"I have no clue. But I have figured out something."

"What's that?" I stroked her neck.

"Emmett will pay for this later." And she resumed her joyous laughter once more.

Don't say I didn't warn you about the smut. Another attempt foiled, this time by Emmett. I shall come up with more antics. You can suggest some in your reviews, if you like.