I apologize for the delay. Grad school is rather time consuming, as it turns out (massive understatement). I've also had some friends in. I hope you're all enjoying the story and cannot thank you enough for the kind reviews you have left! I decided to continue on a bit and am going to finish up the weekend trip before moving to a different portion of the summer we didn't get to see between Eclipse and Breaking Dawn.

This chapter is a bit more... intense than the previous chapters. Still in character though (I hope). I actually wrote most of it on notebook paper during one of my classes where people were giving boring presentations. I was kind of nervous someone was going to see what I was writing.

As always, I own nothing.

When I woke up, it was pitch black in the room. It took me a moment to remember where I was, but not to remember who I was with. I reached for Edward and my fingers met cold skin, bare skin, shirtless stomach. I had forgotten Edward hadn't worn a shirt to bed last night. I shivered and blushed furiously, but I didn't dare pull my hand away from his perfect abs.

He had sucked in a breath of air when my hand found his stomach, but he had also noticed my shiver. "Are you too cold?" he questioned, and I could feel his abs tighten and tense up further under my fingers and I shivered and blushed further.

"No," I replied, and he brushed his cool hand over my scorching cheek. He chuckled and I knew he could feel just how hard I was blushing.

"Are you embarrassed Isabella?" he asked, and when I didn't answer immediately, he laughed out loud. Well, I knew how to stop that in a hurry. Dang him and his perfect confidence. I raked my fingers downward over his stone abs, then slowly traced around his navel before moving down to the top of his low-hanging pajama pants. I moved my hand back north as I shifted on the bed and kissed his chest over his still heart. I was shocked by his response.

Edward's breath hitched and his laughter stopped as I moved my hand down, and as I kissed his chest, he pulled me tight with his left arm and pulled me flat on top of his body with his right arm. My breathing was near hyperventilation level and his breathing was nearly as bad as mine.

"I love the way you look in my clothes," he said, his voice slightly deeper than usual, with his lips to my ear. A highly embarrassing sound escaped my throat. My noise triggered a deep rumbling in his chest, and feeling suddenly emboldened, I pushed myself up a bit and began placing kisses over ever part of his shoulders, neck, and chest my lips could reach. As I continued with my kisses, Edward threw his head back and shut his eyes tightly.

I was a woman unleashed. I feel like the knowledge that we weren't actually going to cross the final barrier helped me to have a bit more confidence in the barriers we were crossing. I felt Edward look up at me and I resumed my oral assault on his neck, kissing back and forth across his throat. He wasn't stopping me, in fact, he was encouraging my uninhibited behavior by running his hands over my back and down over my hips, and finally down over my bare legs before running them back up again. I had goose bumps everywhere. This was certainly the most aggressive kissing we had ever engaged in before, and I loved it.

Even more unusual than the amazing kissing was the feeling of Edward's hands on me. He was still a gentleman, keeping his hands in appropriate areas of course, but it was the level of passion and fervor with which he touched me. He had rarely touched my legs before and the feel of his fingers running over the sensitive area behind my knees and down over my calves had me shaking. I never even knew how much I enjoyed being touched there before.

I was sitting on his stomach, continuing with my kisses, when suddenly I was on my back and Edward was hovering over me. He had a look on his face that would melt the polar ice caps. I know the look on my face rivaled his, and it was an incredible high to know I was affecting him the same way he was affecting me.

I saw something change in his eyes, and his look softened. He was reeling himself back in knowing we could not continue on like this, but unlike his typical behavior, where this would have been the end of our kissing, he bent in and kissed me softly on the lips while running his hands though my hair. He continued to kiss me gently, caressing my face, neck, and shoulders. We kissed for awhile longer, and between kisses, Edward would look into my eyes and smile at me adoringly. When we had slowed to the point where it was just pecking kisses back and forth, we stopped and Edward rolled onto his back slowly, pulling me on top of him.

"You are, without doubt, the most beautiful creature in existence," he said. "I love you so much," he whispered with such conviction that tears welled up in my eyes. He pulled a blanket around me, which was good because now that I was coming back down to reality, the fact that Edward was quite cold began to make itself apparent. I did hate being separated from his bare skin, but this was for the best.

I wriggled my way up to eye level with him and said, "I love you too, more than you even understand." I kissed him gently one last time.

"It is Sunday at about 10am right now. I believe Charlie will be back tonight at about 8pm. We have a couple of hours to spend in Seattle, if you would like. But, if you would prefer it, we can head home early. I know Alice has likely been bouncing off the walls with excitement since the moment we left," he said.

"I think I would like to go home," I said. He had given me too much already this weekend, and a couple more hours spent in Seattle would surely amount to several more gifts. "I don't see how this weekend could get any more perfect than it is right now, so I'm going to get up and take a shower and get ready to head back to Forks," I finished.

He smiled and kissed me, before sitting us up and helping me off the bed. "Alice packed an extra bag with clothes for you for today with my things," he said, moving over to his bag. He reached in and grabbed a mid-sized bag out of his own bag, and I couldn't help but notice how the muscles in his back and arms looked as he reached to grab the bag. I had to make sure my mouth was shut when he turned to take the bag into the bathroom for me. He set it on the counter and then collected the rest of the bags in the bathroom from my previous outfits.

"I will pack these and my clothes in the car while you get ready. Have a good shower," he said, exiting the bathroom.

"Thank you," I replied as he shut the door.

I trusted Alice a bit more as I crossed the room to the final clothing surprise of the weekend trip. The previous surprises had all ended up working to my advantage, so it wouldn't be fair to be nervous now. I opened the bag to reveal some designer-looking jeans, an extremely soft long-sleeved black sweater that looked very small, and some flat black shoes. Everything looked expensive, and though I would be slightly out of my comfort zone, nothing was too outrageous. I reached further in the bag looking for the underwear, and of course, this is where Alice had made her presence known in the choice. There was a matching set of black lacy underwear. The bottoms were much smaller than I was used to and much lacier, and the same was true of the bra. I steeled myself, and remembered how much confidence the underwear I had worn last night had given me, and then set the new pair on top of the pile of clothes waiting to be worn.

I hopped in the shower again, and after taking the quickest shower known to man, I got out, dried off, dried my hair and then went through my routine of getting ready. I put on the underwear and was once again shocked by how amazing Alice was. It fit perfectly, of course, and I really did feel good when I looked in the mirror. I put the rest of the clothes on, and was silently thankful for Alice for the millionth time this weekend. She really had outdone herself this weekend. The outfit looked perfect. It was a bit more adult than what I was used to, but it looked amazing. I felt good in it.

I ran my fingers through my hair a few times with some of the product Alice had put in the bag for last night, but didn't bother with the makeup at all, except for a swipe of the mascara, and packed everything else quickly into the bag. I slung the bag over my shoulder and then walked to the door and out to Edward, who was sitting across the room waiting for me. He looked as handsome as I had come to assume, wearing dark jeans and a black sweater, matching mine perfectly. We both looked at each other and began to laugh.

"It would appear that Alice just cannot help herself, can she?" he chuckled. "You do look beautiful, Bella," he continued. I laughed a bit more.

"I'm not surprised at all, and you look great too," I replied as he stood and crossed the room to give me a quick kiss and to take my bag for me. "We look like a Gap ad, or something," I continued to laugh, though I knew Alice would never set foot into the Gap.

He laughed a bit too, and replied, "I agree. Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if Alice started her own clothing line. I know she would if it were possible for her to do so without gaining the kind of attention we just assume avoid," he finished smiling, but shaking his head. We turned to walk to the door and out to the car. Apparently Edward had settled accounts with the yacht staff while I was in the shower.

We got in the car and Edward put on a different cd for our trip home. It was cheery music and I felt happy to have it as the soundtrack for our drive back to Forks. The trip back was as good as the trip out to Seattle. I was a bit sorry to leave the city because of the wonderful time I had there, but was quite anxious to get back to Forks to properly thank Alice for all she had done to assist me in having one of the best weekends I could remember. I flush of heat crossed my face when I remembered just how much of my weekend she might had seen already, but I quickly pushed that from my head to keep Edward from asking me what was wrong.

We stopped about halfway back to Forks to pick up some lunch for me, having foregone breakfast this morning. I had forgotten completely, and was quite hungry as I dove into the salad and soup in front of me at the small restaurant. When I had finished, we continued our journey back to his house, playing guessing games on license plates and other silly road trip games. We were both all smiles as we finally pulled into his long driveway that afternoon, and then pulled up to the house.

"Careful," he chuckled, "Jasper is preventing Alice from pouncing right now, but he is not going to be able to restrain her for long." Edward looked amused and I agreed it was quite funny to picture Jasper holding Alice back from sprinting outdoors to greet us.

"I guess it's time to give her what she wants," I said reaching for my door handle. Edward was out of the vehicle before I could even touch the metal, opening the door for me. I laughed, and looked up at him, reaching my arms out like a small child. He smiled and picked me up, spinning me around and giving me a quick kiss. He set me back down and grabbed our bags as we walked to the door to greet Alice.

So, I'm really hoping to get the next chapter up more quickly than this one. There's a couple of people I really wanted to thank because they keep reviewing, and I truly appreciate them, so stkirsch, Jaspercanbiteme, Viper003, starhealr, la saboteuse, Maddy90, and of course Car, I really appreciate you continuing to review. You're nicer to me than I deserve.