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Leah woke up early the next morning to find Edward still sound asleep. She wanted to be angry with him because they'd agreed he'd always be gone by dawn just in case someone decided to make an unexpected visit, but he was so cute when he was sleeping that she just couldn't stay angry for long. Besides, it wasn't like anybody had shown up; she could allow it just this once. Of course, he would get a lecture later on, but that could wait.

Suddenly, her stomach rumbled, making the winged woman aware she was hungry. Finally, she decided that she would get up and make breakfast for herself and Edward. She wasn't much of a cook, but her food didn't poison people, so she was pretty damn decent by her standards. Pulling herself up and out of bed, she slipped on her panties and Edward's t-shirt before making her way to the small kitchenette to raid the cupboards for ingredients. Pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, and orange juice seemed like the perfect start to this particular day.

While beginning to make the pancakes, Leah turned on her small radio and flicked through the different stations until she found a song that she liked. Ironically the song playing wasAngel is the Centerfold, which happened to be one of Leah's favorite songs. Turning up the volume, she grabbed the mixing spoon and started sing along with the radio. She was so lost in the music that she didn't notice Edward walking out of the bedroom, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. She only realized that he was there when his arms wrapped around her waist from behind and he started to sing along with her. The crooked smile Leah loved so much was alight with happiness.

"When I woke up you were gone," he whispered while pressing his lips against the delicate flesh of her throat. "I'd thought that something happened to you for a second, but then I heard the music and smelled the food. It smells amazing, by the way. Is this some special occasion I should know about? Is it your birthday?" Edward then began rambling anxiously. "I'm sorry I didn't get you anything, but I had no idea. You need to tell me things like this, Leah. As your boyfriend I feel I was denied critical, need to know, information, and you can't-"

Leah was quick to cut him off with a kiss that left them both breathless. "It's not my birthday, Mr. Paranoid, or any other special occasion. I just woke up in a pretty good mood and I wanted to make breakfast. I probably shouldn't give you any because you broke the rule about being gone by morning, but I think I'll forgive you just this once."

"To be fair, I did try to leave, but you were holding me in your sleep and I didn't want to wake you," Edward told her with a small grin before moving to help her put the now finished food on two plates. "You should let me sleep over more often. As long as we're careful, then nothing should go wrong. You can't tell me you didn't like waking up next to me."

She sighed, knowing he was right. "I did like it, but it just isn't safe. What if Sam shows up one morning? We can't take that risk, no matter how much we want to."

The bronze haired male sighed in defeat. "I know we can't take the risk, but I had to try. You know, we could just go. The world's a big place, and Sam can't look under every rock and crevice. We can go somewhere he'll never find us. I know that you don't like the idea of leaving, but it's worth the risk. I know we've had this conversation before, but Leah, I'm tired of hiding. We shouldn't have to hide, my love. We should be able to be together without constantly living in fear."

"If we run, we'll always be living in fear and looking over our shoulders. Could you live that way, Edward?" she asked, a frown tugging the edge of her lips down. "I'm not sure I could. Plus, I have giant wings, and someone is bound to tell the wrong person – next thing you know, Sam's found us. Did you plan on living on a deserted island? One way or another, we're bound to be found out if we run. Then, you have to think about how we would survive. How are we going to make money? It's not as simple as you make it seem."

The mind reader decided that it would be best to drop the subject for now before they ended up getting into an argument. "I'll drop it, because I don't wanna argue. At least just think about it, Leah. I'm not going to force you to leave, and if you stay, then I stay. We're in this together. Now let's eat breakfast; I'm starving, and I was thinking that, since there are no shows today, maybe we could hang out at the cliffs. I want to see you do that hovering thing again, and the Bluff is the highest point in town, so the wind will be more fierce there than anywhere else. I still think that you could fly if you got over your fear, and I'm going to help you."

TBC…