AN: I caved. Here's the next chapter. It has a shower, Bella and Edward.

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Chapter 4
Clean

After fifteen minutes of driving slowly Jacob arrived, it was much different than Edward who drove so fast I hated it. He parked the car in the garage and closed the garage door; it was beginning to become quite dark. He opened the door and motioned for me to go ahead as he followed. I loved the feel of his house, it was…inviting. He escorted me to his room. He had gotten a new bed, much higher up and he still had space for other things. I plopped onto it still sitting up, it was so comfy.

"It's…amazingly comfortable." I acknowledged.

"Want to break it in Bells?"

Why was he so suggestive today? He must have sensed that time to steal me was running out.

He pushed me over and down making room for himself. Once he was situated he pulled me in tightly, I blushed again. I had never been in a bed with any man except Edward and suddenly this felt wrong; I was glad my clothes were nearly dry. I felt so guilty already, this only amplified it.

I had fallen asleep when woken by the ringing of my phone, it was Edward.

"Edward?"

"Bella, its midnight…"

He was hinting it was time to pick me up.

"Are you already waiting for me?"

"Bella, I've been waiting," he was upset and this made me feel infinitely worse.

"I'll be right there; I was just watching a movie with Jacob."

I hated that I lied, but I could do it over the phone.

"Bye my love."

He hung up.

"Jacob," I nudged him awake, he slept so soundly and looked like an oversized baby, "Edward's here, I need to go."

"Stay Bells, stay." He muttered, half-asleep.

"Jacob, I have to go. I really loved cliff diving though."

I had, it was such a grand exhilaration, I felt free as I bounded through the air to meet with a rush of coolness that enveloped my whole body and cushioned me. I loved the smell of the ocean right before my head broke the surface.

"Want to do it again soon? Like whenever your bloodsuck-Edward has to go hunt?"

"Of course! Bye Jacob."

I squeezed his large frame tightly and slowly made my way out of the door and walked toward the boundary line where I saw Edward's shiny silver Volvo.

"Ick, you smell, Love." Edward wrinkled his nose as I got in.

Stupid vampires and their oversensitive noses. I didn't smell anything on me.

"I'll shower when we get home."

"Sounds great, I'll join you."

My jaw dropped, my cheeks were flushed in bright red and I was hoping Edward wouldn't see me blush. He smirked and I knew he must have yet my mind began to wonder.

He must be joking. At least he drove fast; I couldn't wait to get back now. Usually by this time everyone was in their rooms or Carlisle was at the hospital or in his study if he wasn't with Esme. He would bend to my will in such a steamy way. I would feel a contrast of extreme pleasure, Edward's cool body on mine and the hot water pouring over me. I would be overwhelmed. His body would be so smooth and I would have to fight the urge to scream. I could very well faint, though I was hoping I wouldn't. My legs wrapped around his, my lips entwined with his and all boundaries forgone.

I drifted off into a daydream fighting the reddening cheeks as I felt the curve and then turn-off; we were home, as well as everyone else.

I hurried up the steps and into Edward's restroom, he hadn't followed instead going to his room. I knew he was only kidding, yet I still could never know and I hoped he wasn't. I closed the door and began undressing as I started the hot water. I smoothed my hair back and glanced at myself in the mirror and then opened the semi-transparent shower door and it slammed with a thud as it usually did.

I squeezed out a quarter size amount of my favorite shampoo and began to lather my hair, I concentrated on rubbing it into each part of my head, scrubbing the follicles; I closed my eyes and began a simple daydream as I relaxed. For some reason I thought I had heard the door crack. I shrugged it off and reached for the conditioner now that my hair was satisfactorily cleaned. I squeezed out the same amount and worked it into each strand of my hair to soften it where the salty ocean water had damaged it.

I closed my eyes once again and set myself into a deep concentration as I had just a couple of minutes ago; I tuned out all sound except for the water droplets from the shower head rushing to fall over my body that rushed in my ears as if its speed were amplified. I began to run my fingers and hands covered in conditioner through my hair, I thought I heard another crack or squeak, must have been my imagination. My eyes remained closed as I washed out the conditioner.

Once any product was out of my hair I opened my eyes again to see Edward in just his boxers sitting on the shower seat a few feet away. Temptation coursed through every part of me that it could infect. I was suddenly nervous and I blushed so deeply it appeared that blood vessels had been broken in my face. Edward chuckled.

"W-what are you doing, in h-here?" I trembled.

"I promised I would join you…" he purred.

I hoped he wasn't teasing me this time, this was just too tempting.

"You're so cute when you wash your hair, now I know why it smells so delicious." He trailed on.

I stared; I was completely naked; this was odd. Very odd.

"Continue, Bella," he purred again, he has got to stop this whole seductiveness, "I want to watch you."

I had to admit I was a little crept out by that, but I still managed to blush. I began to notice every little detail. His eyes were so light in color, so lightly golden it comforted me. He looked at me with such intensity analyzing every movement I did subconsciously, my consciousness was far too busy going wild with anxiety and excitement. His breathed more than even necessary for a human, taking in every scent, even the ones I could faintly or not at all smell. He sat so utterly still, he was a statue. I washed myself with soap all over; he must have really enjoyed this. I washed up and down my arms, slowly, nervously. I moved to my legs bending over one then the other, slowly. I washed my tummy then back and I was perfectly clean, though my thoughts were anything but. Then I washed every bit of the suds off, as they pooled up together near the drain.

"Can I help you?" I said to the statue whose eyes glared into me.

"Bella, my Bella." This was so unlike him.

AN: Would you like him to actually join her in the future?