A/N: Sorry this took so long to get it out. Something was wrong with my computer so i couldn't put this on...anyways here it is...
Disclaimer: Twilight does not belong to me, it belongs to Stephenie Meyer
He slightly fell over onto the bed, which made me laugh because I don't think I had ever seen him stumble. I laid down and soon found Edward carefully kissing my lips. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, wanting nothing more than to be close to him. He kissed my neck, then my shoulders, and then my collarbone. I smiled, keeping my eyes closed. I heard a rustling noise as he took off his shirt, and I opened my eyes, wanting to see his perfect body again. I looked at his pale skin and then his stomach, which had muscles that weren't huge, but enough to see. I smiled up at him as he looked at me curiously and closed my eyes. I felt him slowly, almost like asking permission, pull my shirt up. I held my hands above my head and he pulled it over. I was even happier when I realized I was wearing normal underwear.
Edward let out a small sigh and I had to open my eyes again. He was looking at my body now, but once he saw me looking at him, he adverted his eyes to my face. He came back to my lips, kissing hard, but slowly. I moved my lips with him and I could tell he was happy. I had always been unresponsive stone under his kisses, but now, I was just as into it as he was. His hands skimmed over my stomach, making me shiver slightly. He had his hand on my jeans and I shivered again. He slowly unbuttoned them and undid the zipper. I heard him hold his breath as little by little he inched down my pants. I smiled at his carefulness and did it myself. I pulled my pants down, to his surprise, and kissed him. At first, he was a little taken back by my sudden fast movements, but soon he was kissing me, too.
He eased us back down to the bed and I got lost. The only thing in the world was Edward and I. I wouldn't have been able to wake myself from this surreal fantasyland if I had wanted too. And as we both slipped under the covers, both of us in our underwear, I let him take care of me. He always knew what was best for me, and now was no exception…
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Two Hours Later…"Edward, please. Can't I just get up?" I struggled against Edward's tight grip around my waist. I wanted to get up and go outside. It was sunny and so beautiful, but he was determined to stay in bed ALL day.
"No, I'm sorry. You are all mine." He said for the hundredth time and squeezed me closer. And even though I was "mad" at him, I still felt happy in his arms. I kissed his bare chest and again, tried to struggle out of his arms. I could tell he had to make an effort to keep me where I was, but he was still winning.
"I can be all yours outside, right?" I asked, knowing this would go nowhere.
"Yes, you could, but then what if someone wanted you and stole you away?" He asked, kissing my nose.
"No one can take anything away from you." I reminded him. He laughed and nodded.
Last night, we did It. I had been so scared, my hands were shaking. And to my surprise, Edward was as scared, or maybe even more scared, than me. This was his first time doing anything like this, which gave me courage, and then again, no courage. I wanted him to be in the same boat as me, of course, but I also wanted him to know a thing or two about It. But all of that had faded later in the night. Later, Edward had pulled me as close as possible to him and didn't let me move. I had told him that I would get bored, but he didn't listen to me. The only thing he wanted to do was look into my eyes and trace my face and, on occasion, tickle me to death.
"If you really want to go outside, I guess we can." He said quietly. I smiled and looked around the room for my clothes, but before I could reach my shirt, Edward had handed me his own shirt. "I know you like my smell." He shrugged and I smiled and blushed slightly. Last night, oh god, I had blushed so much, I thought I was going to be permanently red.
I pulled on his shirt, which was huge for me, and walked up to his huge window. I wish there was a balcony here…
"What are you thinking, my love?" Edward asked, suddenly behind me, hugging me tightly.
"That I wish there was a balcony here." I said without thinking.
"Hmm…" Edward sniffed my neck, "I think I can arrange for that."
"Oh Edward, no! I don't want you spending more money on me. I was just saying, it would be great, but please don't do it!" I turned in his arms and looked him straight in the eyes.
"Of course not, I'll do whatever you say." He surprised me by not arguing. I smiled and kissed him on the lips lightly and turned back around to look at the rising sun. It was so beautiful, and I had no clue what Edward had been talking about how being a vampire was hell and uneventful. I sure was having a great time!
"So, what do you want to do today?" I asked, breaking the long silence.
I heard Edward gasp and turn me around, "No way!" He said simply, crushing me into his chest.
"No way what?" My voice was muffled against his skin.
"No way I'm going to let you or us go anywhere except here." He said, chuckling slightly.
"We have to be in here all day?" I managed to pull my face off his chest and look into his dark topaz eyes. Even though I was complaining, I knew this was going to be the best day ever. To be stuck in a room with Edward? Wow, that was better than heaven.
"Don't you understand? I don't want to let you go anywhere; I don't want you to talk to other people. All I want is you here with me, forever." He looked so sorrowful as he told me his explanation. And as I thought over why all of a sudden he was being so protective (not that he already was), I felt the same sad feelings as him, though, I did not know why.
"Please don't be sad, I'm sorry." I mumbled and pulled him closer to me, "I'll do whatever you want."
He pulled me even closer, if that was possible, and kissed the top of my head.
"I'm not sad, Isabella, I just want you to be with me and safe." He pronounced my full name so carefully and beautifully that I forgot to stop ogling at him and start looking at him like he was a real person.
"Bella?" His voice brought me back to reality and my back straightened in attention.
"Huh? Oh sorry…um…well I…" I tried to explain why I had just gone off in a daze, but I was having no luck. But instead of me explaining myself, he pressed his cool lips on top of mine and moved them slowly. I internally smiled at how familiar his lips felt to me now. I liked it, almost too much.
I felt Edward start pulling away, but I didn't want to stop, so I pulled him closer. Of course, he didn't object, but after a few minutes of just kissing, he stopped.
"I'd love to do that forever but…" He trailed off, pulling me back into bed. He put me under the covers and sank in next to me. He put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer. He stroked my hair and at one point, I felt him sniffing it.
"Oh no." He mumbled quietly.
"What?" I asked and tried to turn around, but his arms wouldn't let me. He didn't answer me so I started getting anxious, "Edward, what's wrong?"
"You don't smell like yourself." He said so quietly that even my sensitive ears had a hard time hearing it.
I didn't say anything back, not sure of what I was supposed to say. I couldn't say "oh well" since I knew that without Edward's smell, I'd die. And I couldn't say "oh no!" because then he would feel even worse about it, so instead, I just sat there silently, waiting for some explanation.
"Ugh!" His sudden outburst made me jump. "You smell like me!"
I chuckled quietly and smelled the collar of the shirt I was wearing. Pure Edward-smelling.
"Don't worry, it will fade." I reassured him, but he wasn't taking it.
"Go take a shower." He pointed to the door.
"Now?" I asked, totally confused.
"Yes now!" He pulled me up from the bed and nudged me to the door. I felt totally unwanted.
"But what about the rule you just made about me not leaving this room." I gestured to his huge room.
"Hmm…" Edward thought; he had obviously not thought about that. "You will just have to take a shower with me. But you will use your own shampoo." I smiled nervously, wondering how taking a shower with Edward would be.
We walked across the hall into the bathroom. For some reason, no one was home. Edward turned on the shower to warm up and I watched him. I felt suddenly self-conscience about taking my clothes off. Of course, he had seen me before, but I still felt strange.
"Bella, the water is warm now." I heard him call from inside the shower. I slowly took his shirt off, feeling stranger and stranger by the moment. I stepped into the now steaming shower and I felt two cold hands on my hips.
"Now wash your hair." The voice demanded me.
A/N: Hoped you liked it. Oh, i just fixed some minor changes on Ch. 6 so that is why i put it up again...anyways, REVIEW...PLZZ i need to have something to keep me going, or stop me!
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