A/N: Okay guys here is a nice long chapter. Its way longer than all of the other ones. I had a lot of fun writing it, in fact I couldn't stop. Enjoy ;) Oh and Thank you so so so much to all my reviewers! You guys made my day.

Edward:

"My name is Edward. Edward…Masen". I told her, hesitant. I knew Carlisle had wanted me to have the Cullen last name, but I didn't feel worthy. I wasn't living the lifestyle he had intended for me. I had become a monster. I didn't know if I would ever be able to see him again. How could I face him after all the blood I'd shed, and darkened my soul to the point where I didn't even believe I had one anymore? I didn't want to see the disappointment in his eyes after already having seen the hurt the day I'd left.

"It's Nice to meet you Bella" I said quickly trying to bring some sense of propriety and not wanting to let my mind go down the pained path it was going with the thoughts of my maker. As the words left my mouth I saw her shiver.

"You're cold" I stated, my hand reflexively reaching out to lightly touch her exposed arm. Her skin was like warm satin under my finger tips and she felt oh so delicate. Breakable, like if I used the slightest amount of pressure she would crumble underneath my touch.

She shivered again and I realized what I'd done. I immediately snatched my hand back, realizing what Carlisle had told me. To humans our kind felt cold and hard. We weren't meant to have contact with them…not socially at least, I thought dryly.

Bella blushed a deep pink as she mumbled "No that's not it…I-I'm not cold" she said quickly. This caused me to frown confused and frustrated yet again. "Bella…." I said her name softly, not sure what else I was going to say.

Again her reaction surprised me, her blush depended. Was I saying something wrong? Was I making her uncomfortable? I didn't want that. I stared at her trying to figure out her responses to me. She was the most complex puzzle I had ever come across. I had never wanted to read a human's, mind or any mind for that matter so badly. But she was silent to me. Would I ever be able to read her mind?

"You…do prefer to be called Bella correct?" I asked to clarify that this wasn't what had caused her skin to color so.

"No…Bella is fine. I prefer it" she mumbled under her breath, still seeming unease and not meeting my gaze. Had I been human I doubt I would have understood what she had said.

I pondered her behavior and realized that somehow we ended up too close to each other. Somewhere during our conversation I had leaned in near her unnecessarily. With her, I barely understood my own reactions to her. Let alone hers. In all honesty I had so little experience with women. I had never been in one's company in such a way except for my mother's, because to do so would require a chaperone.

At this thought I immediately stood and backed away some, trying to maintain a respectable distance.

Bella:

I was making a complete fool of myself. He probably thought me insane. His name was Edward. Edward Masen.

I hadn't been prepared for my name to fall from his lips. My response was mortifying. I had actually shivered! I could have died from embarrassment. It would have been too merciful for him not to have noticed and him questioning my reaction only worsened the matter causing me to blush furiously.

Was he really oblivious to my reaction to him in general? Or was I really that that unattractive and horrid to him? Of course I was. He was a Greek God and I was far worse than plain in comparison.

The realization of that dampened my mood greatly. That is until he had touched me and again my reaction was embarrassing to say the least. He was freezing. But that wasn't the sole reason that caused another shiver to rake through me. I had never been touched by another male that way. Especially one I was attracted to. There wasn't really anything intimate about the touch but that didn't stop my response.

What was wrong with me? I was making us both uncomfortable. I looked up to see him moving away from my bed. Moving away from me.

This saddened me. I bit my bottom lip trying to think of a way to lighten the mood and alleviate some of the tension and awkwardness…if that was even possible.

I noticed that his eyes were trained on my mouth. I slowly released my lip from between my teeth, feeling self- conscious.

Again his eyes captured my attention, causing me to frown. The illumination of the light caused me to see them a little better, but I wanted to be sure before I spoke. I reached for my lamp bringing it between us and holding it up.

This caused Edward to flinch and quickly look away from me. Did he know what I was about to ask?

"Edward, your eyes, they look…red" I voiced, letting the question hang in the air between us.

He didn't speak nor did he look at me but his expression turned pain as if I had struck him. When the silence stretched on I begin to grow confident that something was off about them.

I could sense that he was putting up a walk against me.

I climbed from the bed and went over to him. He didn't move and he still didn't look at me. I slowly moved in front of him, frightened of scaring him off for some reason. I hesitantly reached out and touched his face. He flinched slightly as if I had hurt him or caught him off guard, moving back quickly. His skin was still noticeably freezing.

Edward:

"Don't" I said softly moving away. Her touch had felt too good, too tempting. I could see the hurt that crossed her face from my actions and I instantly felt bad, but I couldn't help that.

Why had I let her touch me again? Why had I let things go this far? The mistakes I were making could cost us both. I knew my kind couldn't reveal ourselves to humans. So why was I giving her the chance to see me like this, to see that something was off about me?

"There are things I can't tell you. Things you wouldn't want to know" I told her, forcing the words out and swallowing unnecessarily at the truth and gravity of them. My fists clenched again. I couldn't bear to look at her anymore. I was afraid of what I'd see. I couldn't take seeing her disgust or fear of me.

"I should go" I said a bit too harshly then I meant to. I quickly made my way over to the window, preparing to leave.

Bella:

"Wait, please don't!" I said panicked grabbing his wrist reflexively. I knew if he left now, with things the way they were , that I would never see him again. His stance was so rigid. His jaws were clenched so tight that it looked like it had to be bordering on painful, but he didn't leave, instead he turned his head to look down at me. Again his penetrating gaze was studying my face, searching for something. I had no idea what.

"I'm sorry" I said softly, wishing I could wipe away his pain. His mouth drew down into a thin line at my words, his expression turning into one of displeasure.

He sighed, again releasing himself from my grip and running his hand through his hair. "You shouldn't be the one apologizing to me Bella" he said to me as if I was a naïve child, his tone displeased. He shook his head his gaze turning toward the window for a few moments before to me again.

"No good can come of this. I can't…be around you. It's not safe" he told me his tone softer…and sad?

"Why?" I asked just as softly feeling the tell tale burn in my throat, from the swell of emotion. I knew he wanted to leave me. Likely from the tone of my voice, he frowned at me his eyes shifting between mine, studying me for a long moment.

"It's not that I don't want to. I just can't Isabella. You don't know…what I am. I'm not a hero. I'm not…good" he told me gently this time, his voice so sad and dejected. I could tell he was miles away now in his own thoughts, as his eyes turned back to the window , to look out into the night.

Silence fell upon us again as I processed and turned over his words in my mind. Whatever logical reaction I should have had to his words of warning, I couldn't bring myself to have it. I felt confident in my response as I delivered it.

"Let me be the judge of that" I told him. He looked back at me with a small sad smile, but said nothing else to argue with me on the subject, which I was grateful for.

"You have no idea how much I'd like to know what goes on in that head of yours" he said motioning to my head. I blushed at the way he was looking at me. The heat of his gaze seemed to heat my skin, but I didn't look away this time.

I don't know how long we would have stayed there; just staring at each other, taking each other in, but the comfortable silence was broken when we both heard the front door opening, signaling my father's arrival home.

"I really should leave now" he said in that velvety voice of his, his tone teasing, as he gave me the most dazzling crooked grin, that made my mouth go dry and all sensible thought escape me.

"Bella?" he called softly one eyebrow raised.

"Oh sorry" I mumbled coming out of my dazzled stupor. He just smirked at me; his expression amused, but said nothing.

I placed my hand on his arm. "Promise me I will see you again" I said my voice determined. All amusement left his face at my words and his expression turned hesitant.

"Please?" I said softly, seeing that he wanted to deny my request, my eyes pleading with him to agree, as I bit my lip, all my bravado leaving me.

He sighed and a small groan escaped him. I fought my body's automatic reaction to that sound. It had to be the sexiest thing I'd ever heard. I cleared my throat softly embarrassed by my own thoughts. Where had that come from? I'd never spoken or thought like that, ever in my life.

"Fine" he replied reluctantly, bringing me out of my thoughts, his look was almost disapproving. I ignored his expression. I was too happy with my small victory.

I would see him again. That was all that mattered.

I smiled brightly at him. He pursed his lips at my expression I could tell he was fighting a smirk and again I didn't care.

"Tomorrow night?" I pressed. He sighed again and nodded. I bit my bottom lip trying to still my rapidly beating heart, and trying my best to keep my calm.

He frowned for some reason, his eyes glancing down at my chest right where my heart was and then back to my face. "You should sleep Bella" he said so softly I barely heard him. "Sweet Dreams" he said before jumping down from my window" causing my eyes to widen.

I immediately looked out my window trying to find him down there on the ground, afraid he may be hurt, but I could see no sign of him in the darkness.

I shook my head to myself before finally heading back to my bed after a few moments more, unable to wipe the smile from my face.

That night I went to sleep with my head full of thoughts of the mystery that was Edward Masen. Tomorrow night couldn't come fast enough.

A/N: So? What did you guys think? Are you in love with brooding Edward or what? I know I can't wait until tomorrow night either lol. Review Plz! Remember Reviews= Quicker (longer) updates ;)