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Before, all of my time was measured in the stolen moments that Carlisle and I shared. From every kiss and caress to every word shared up until the very last minute.

Now I've lost track of time.

I'm either alone or more likely with Edward. And when I'm with Edward, time falls away. I've been spending all of my time with him, filling any void there may be. I haven't even seen Carlisle since that day I received my new car, which I'm thankful for, since apparently he's lost his mind. Needless to say, I've been more than happy to keep my husband away from him.

Today I find myself laying in our bed alone once again, like I did that fateful day that seems to long ago now.

I didn't know if I was alone, or if not, who else was here. I just knew that Edward was gone for the day and that Carlisle was most likely here. And I was terrified by what I might do. So, I decided to stay put, just stay in bed all day until Edward comes back; like I should have done last time.

Easier said than done.

I finally became more restless than I was scared and I wandered out of our room. I stood in the hallway for a few moments anticipating my next move. All seemed quiet, there weren't any signs of another member of my family.

I walked to the stairs and stood at the top just as I had in the hallway. I looked down into the foyer and wondered who, if anyone, would greet me if I chose to descend. I don't know which frightened me more: facing him or he not being here at all.

Turns out, I didn't have to make up my mind.

"Are you trying to teleport yourself to the bottom or have you just succumbed to a sudden fear of heights?" His voice pulled me from my stupor. I turned around to see his perfect face. He looked a little disheveled with his untucked shirt and messy blonde locks. He was smiling at me; laughing at me.

"Or..." his smile dropped, only slightly, as he stepped closer to me so that he was right in my face, "Are you waiting for someone?"

"I didn't know..." I trailed off because I really didn't know what to say. My lips almost touched his and, oh, how badly I wanted to close that inch of space between us.

"No one else is here," he whispered. His voice was so seductive and I found myself drawn to him.

"I didn't think so," I said in turn. He ran his hand down my arm lightly, making me shiver.

"I've missed you," he said, his voice sounding tragically sincere.

"I've been avoiding you," I replied. I had almost forgotten how he was before around Edward, but now I was suddenly reminded. I was still miffed about that.

"That's a shame."

"You deserve it," I said, my voice a little firmer now. I stepped away from him and headed back down the hallway, but now the other way. The way towards his room. I didn't know where I was going or what was going to happen, but I was practically tingling in anticipation.

"Why is that, my angry, little Bella?" he asked from behind me. I kept walking, my back to him.

"Are you serious?! After the stunt you pulled?" I went on, starting to get more upset. "I should be furious. I mean, what if he actually understood you? What if he asked questions? What if he read your mind and--"

"That wouldn't happen. I'm very good at guarding my thoughts, Bella." His voice had an edge to it and he was still following me down the hallway.

"Clearly," I said exasperated. I was worried about where we were headed and what I knew we would do eventually. Even if today I found some courage and walked away from him, it wouldn't be long before I was back. There was some attraction between us that I couldn't explain. It was intense and scary, but I find myself loving every minute of it. It almost reminds me of my attraction to Edward when we first met. Except the one with Carlisle is more...intimate.

"Don't be mad," he said, his voice serious and heartbreaking. I stopped walking and turned to face him.

"Ok," I whispered, letting myself be defeated easily.

He came to me, put his hand underneath my hair, and kissed me forcefully. My back was pushed up against the door behind me and he brought his mouth to my neck. I moaned as I ran my hands down his body. Carlisle reached behind me to turn the doorknob, letting us into his bedroom.

After that, it was a mad rush of torn clothes and hot sighs. We didn't even make it to the bed at first, letting the Persian rug break our fall. When we did land in the sheets they were immediately destroyed beyond use. I let him take me. Take me anywhere he wanted. This was our voyage to a world unknown to either of us, and I was prepared to go.

"So, Rosalie and Emmet will be arriving here in, what, three days time?" Carlisle asked from where he sat next to Esme on the large couch in the living room. Edward and I sat across from them on a second couch.

"Yes, that will be Wednesday," Esme confirmed. "That will be nice. Having them back with us."

"And when is Alice coming back?" I asked. I was really beginning to miss her. I still hadn't talked to her.

"I just spoke with Jasper today," Edward told me. "He said that they would be back sometime next week. Alice is really missing everyone, especially you," he turned to smile at me as he said that, "And she'll be happy to see Rosalie and Emmett."

I found it strange that Edward and Jasper had spoken. I know that's weird, but they have never been that close and I guess I just find in odd. Jasper's also one more person in my family that's not talking to me.

I glanced at Carlisle quickly and he gave me a brief, reassuring grin. I had told him about my concern with Alice and he had told me that I was reading too much into it. Edward had said that she was especially missing me, so that grin that he gave me was like a little 'I told you so'.

I ignored it and leaned back on the couch. Edward put his arm around me and I smiled at the contact. I could feel Carlisle's eyes flicked over me once more. I prayed that he didn't start acting like he did the other day. But all he did was turn back to his wife and ignore us like nothing was bothering him.

I was relieved that he was being much more levelheaded today. I wanted to thank him for it, really thank him. But I couldn't do that since both of our spouses were sitting right here. But if I could get him alone…

The plan formed itself quickly in my mind. I was beginning to worry about how good I was getting at lying and deceiving. It was a sign that I was changing, and not for the better. Oh well, nothing to dwell on now.

"Carlisle," I began. Everyone turned to look at me, almost shocked that I had spoken to him. My courage withered under their gazes. "Weren't you going to lend that book we were talking about?"

"I…?"Carlisle looked confused, clearly thinking that there was actually a book.

"That book," I said, adding a little more emphasis to my words. "That book…in the study." I said the last words with a little more implication than I should have considering who was sitting right next to me.

"Oh," Carlisle said, catching on. "Yes, right. That book," he went on as he cleared his throat and stood. I could tell that he was still a little confused even though he now understood my little arrangement. "Follow me."

"I'll be right back," I told Edward and kissed him on the cheek. I followed Carlisle out of the room, trying to look as timid and innocent as possible. When we were out of sight, Carlisle reached over and took my hand. Usually we wouldn't even look at each other until we were alone. I guess both of us were getting bolder.

We reached the study at last and the first thing he did was kiss me, hard.

"I'm glad that you wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with you," he said when we broke apart. "Sitting down there with you and not being able to touch you was torture."

I giggled as I started to ease his shirt off. His hands moved over my hips. The need in me was starting to be too much to bear. I kissed his collar bone and he pulled my shirt over my head. I captured his lips in a kiss once more. Again he pulled away first.

"I love you," he said. I was still a little dizzy from our kiss and would have fainted had it not been impossible. I couldn't even form any words to ask what he was talking about. He loves me? When did that happen? And, do I love him back? Should I just say it anyways even though it might not be true, or should I tell him that I can't love him, not really?

"I—"

I was cut off by the buzzing of my cell phone in my pocket. I pulled it out and looked at the screen that read: 1 New Text Message.

"Hang on," I said, more frustrated than before. He sighed and walked over to the desk in the center of the room. I turned to my phone and opened the message. When I saw what it was I almost did faint, vampire or not.

On the screen of my phone was a video clip playing. It was of me and Carlisle, in his bedroom. It was fairly recent. I was so shocked by what I saw and even more so by the words underneath the video.

I Know Everything, Bitch. And So Will Edward Soon Enough.