Hey guys. It seems that until vacation I will only be able to update once a week :( But that's only for another week, so yeah. Lol.

Bella POV

We had arrived at the house just before dusk, the perfect time as it gave us enough leeway to see the streets. Edward held the door open for me, always the gentleman, and I stepped inside to the revitalizing warm air seeping out from the fireplace.

I had always loved fireplaces since I was a child when I unwittingly thrown a book into an open one. As one would imagine, my mother was quite angry with me and I was never again to go near the fireplace. I would spend most of my afternoons perching on the edge of the couch, watching the fire dance out of sight into the chimney, watching the small embers flutter out.

This fire was doing much of the same, but more tame.

The small smile that was on my face fell as I realized what the fire meant.

"Edward," I uttered, my eyes not moving from the eccentric fire.

"Mhmm?" he mused quietly having hung up the coat from my arms.

"We left a fire going in the house."

"Hmm," he muttered, walking over to the hearth.

"Well, there is not much we can do about it now. It's a very good thing nothing caught on fire."

He shrugged it off and wandered into the kitchen, leaving me standing there speechless. Had I been alone, I would have been rightfully going ballistic with worry at what could have happened. Edward was much calmer about it, seemingly not caring. I admired his act of control and let the possible outcomes slip my mind.

I walked into the kitchen and leaned against the counter, watching Edward. His hands were agile as they made quick work of the stove, heating up water then taking down two porcelain cups for tea.

I sipped quietly after thanking him, dwindling into a state of pure bliss as the warm liquid heated my already burning insides. He raided the cabinets for something to eat – something men always seemed to do – but settled on just drinking the tea.

I watched him; his long pale fingers playing with the handle, his eyes alight with some kind of fascination. His whole being captivated me and sent me spiraling down some passageway that I didn't know the landing to.

My mind raced along with my heart as new feelings and emotions coursed through me. Each of which I had never felt before. Each of which that were frightening at the same time as tempting.

Half of my body wanted me to act on these new whimsical sensations. But the other half – the sensible half – refused to act for fear of just what those sensations would lead to.

My cup was now empty, and I stared at the light green bottom, my mind sorting through many different thoughts, ideas, and options until Edward brought me out of the stupor.

"Bella," his voice was tentative, like he wasn't sure how to say it.

"I am afraid that we forgot to buy blankets for your bed today."

I looked up at him, not sure as what to say.

His eyes were narrowed, like he was studying my reaction. It would be an upset to him, because he wasn't going to get one.

"You could stay with me again for the night. Then tomorrow we will go out and get you the covers for the bed."

I nodded, not trusting my voice. My heart was flying a mile a minute as I thought about sharing another night with Edward. That irrational side of me was elated by the news, and I briefly wondered what my heart thought I was going to get out of this. The sensible side quickly overturned, reminding me that he was only doing this out of sheer courtesy.

The second the thought was in my head, I felt my heart drop a beat. My heart and mind were never aligned, and I always found it difficult to choose one to listen to. People always say listen to your heart, but it's easier said than done.

His answering smile was gratifying as it showed off his perfect teeth and I found myself smiling slightly in response, accompanied by the ever present blush.

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I stumbled out of the bathroom after a not-very-soothing shower. It seemed that every time my muscles and limbs would relax, another thought would pop into my mind, reminding me exactly where I would be spending the night and the muscles would become taut and on edge again.

I sauntered into the bedroom, my face flustered as I caught a glimpse of Edward, already stretched out on the bed with his hand twined behind his head. His eyes were closed, sparing me from the dazzling emerald gaze and I staggered slowly over to the bedside, not wanting to bother him.

Oh, mercy.

I shuddered quite violently as I gazed down at his – shirtless – body. His chest was perfectly sculpted. His abs running in smooth, flawless lines. My hands itched to tough him as my eyes raked his body, my bottom lip in between my top and bottom teeth.

His eyes snapped open, and I looked up just in time so he wouldn't assume I was ogling him. Which I was. He seemed to be raking over my body as well, and his eyes darkened slightly until he let out a shaky breath.

I stood there for a couple of seconds, not quite sure of what to do until Edward chuckled a husky sound that I would be damned if I said was not a turn on.

"Are you planning on joining me anytime soon, or were you going to sleep standing up?"

I smiled celestially and pushed back the duvet, climbing into the bed.

The bed I had slept on at my house felt like a rock compared to this one, and I could only hope mine was of the same material.

I stretched my legs out, not being able to touch the edge of the bed, and curled my toes. It always felt good to stretch out my muscles while in bed.

A few seconds later, the only light in the room was the one casting into the window from the moon. The only sound was that of soft breathing.

"You can move closer. I promise I won't bite." Edward's coy whisper broke through the stillness.

I could practically feel the grin that was most likely painted on his face, along with the witty glint in his eye.

I smiled in the dark, glad that the visibility factor ruled out the need to be embarrassed over a blush.

I turned my head to look at him, and could see through the dim light that his face was turned towards me.

I did as he asked – though I was more than certain I would be close enough to him when I woke – and moved over, now lying in the near center of the rather large bed.

A flurry of tingles spread through my body at the awareness of how close I was to Edward. I could practically feel the heat radiating off of his body. I looked over at him and could see the sharp angle of his nose out of his illuminated figure, the small raising of his utterly perfect lips.

I bit down on my own as I tried to force my eyes to make out more details in the dark.

I sighed, trying to hide it as a soporific sound and shut my eyes.

No matter how much I hoped, I knew sleep would not come tonight.

I hope you all like that chapter! Now I get to do history homework. Woo hoo!! :|