When I cracked open my eyes in the morning I couldn't see anything besides a blinding white light. Did I die? I didn't think so unless they played Bob Marley in heaven.

I slowly started to move my limbs that seemed to weigh 400 pounds each. I raised my arm and placed my hand on my head over my eyes. I opened my eyes a little further to find that I didn't die, but I felt like I might want to. I slowly sat up and rested against the headboard. I looked to my left and found a glass of water and what looked to be Tylenol on the bedside table.

Edward must have been in the bathroom because suddenly I heard the sound of the shower turning on. I slid my legs off the side of the bed and reached over and picked up the Tylenol and water. I threw back the pills and swallowed them down with the water.

Pulling off the blankets, I stood and made my way over to the open bathroom door. When I walked in I noticed Edward's iPod plugged into the little speakers on the counter. I looked up to see Edward standing in the shower quietly singing along to Bob Marley's 'Is This Love'. He picked up a bottle of shampoo and examined the back before popping the top and smelling it. It must have smelled OK to him because he poured some out in his hand and rubbed it in his hair.

He turned and noticed me and his face lit up. He slid the door open and stuck his soapy head out. "How are you feeling this morning?"

"I'm good. A little headache is all. Thanks for the Tylenol by the way."

"I knew that you would need it." He smirked.

I walked over to him and wiped away some shampoo that was about to drip in his eye. "A shower couldn't hurt either." I stripped off my clothes and climbed in.

Edward stuck his head under the water and rinsed out the soap before I got my hair wet. He then took the bottle of shampoo that he had used and poured more out in his hand.

He rubbed his hands together and massaged the shampoo into my hair and scalp. I put my hands on his sides while he ran his fingers through my hair. I looked up at his face to find him watching his hands in my hair and he had a serious look on his face. I started to giggle.

He dropped his eyes down to mine and asked. "What?"

"You are concentrating too hard on the simplest thing."

He rolled his eyes and turned me so that my head was under the spray and he could rinse out the shampoo.

Once we were both clean, we jumped out of the shower and dried off. I turned to hang up the wet towel but dropped it on the floor when Edward's arms snaked around my waist and his mouth crashed onto mine.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he walked me backwards into the bedroom. When the back of my legs hit the bed I sat down and leaned back taking Edward with me.

"Edward?" I whispered. "Your parents are home."

"MmHm." He murmured into my neck while his hands reached my breasts and I forgot my argument and arched my back into him.

We really didn't have time for this. We were supposed to be downstairs and ready to go to the Cullen's country club brunch in about a half an hour.

I pushed at his chest and he rolled over onto his back. I rolled with him and straddled his hips so that I could get this show on the road. He smirked up at me and I leaned down and captured his lips with mine. I released his lips, rose up on my knees and slid myself down onto his awaiting erection. We both moaned loudly at the sensation.

His hands went to my hips to help me with my rhythm. It didn't take long for me to start to feel the familiar tingle deep inside me that would steadily build until I would be pushed over the edge with ecstasy.

"Oh…God…Edward!" I yelled as I was rocked by my orgasm tightening around Edward enough that it pushed him over the edge with a loud curse. "Fuck!"

I fell down on top of him and we were both panting. He rolled us onto our sides and brushed my wet hair out of my face. I ducked my head under his chin and started giggling.

"What?"

"That was a little loud don't you think?" I said still laughing. He shrugged and kissed my forehead.

"Maybe we should get dressed for this ridiculous brunch." He said sitting up and pulling me with him. "My mom left us some clothes in the closet that she wants us to wear."

We both quickly got dressed in the clothes that Esme provided. I was dressed in a dark green dress with cap sleeves and little buttons on the front. The hem went to just above my knees that were now both pink from our earlier activities. Hopefully it will go away before we get there.

I was just finishing drying my hair when Edward walked out of the closet with a disgusted look on his face. He was looking down at the dark polo and khaki pants that he was wearing.

"Hell no." He grumbled. "I look like my dad."

"You don't look like your dad."

"Are you kidding me?" He asked picking at the pleats in the front of his pants. "I'm not wearing these. And did you see the shoes?" He pointed at some brown loafers sitting on the floor. "I'm not twelve."

Before I could say anything the shirt and pants were being stripped off and he was heading back into the closet. "You can't wear jeans." I hollered at him in the closet.

Five minutes later he came walking out with some dark grey 'Dickies' style pants and a black t-shirt. On his feet were some old Chucks that had to have seen better days.

"Your mom is not going to let you wear a t-shirt to her country club." I scolded him.

"I'll keep my jacket on." He mumbled.

We got to the bottom of the stairs to find Carlisle and Esme waiting near the front door. "Edward Anthony you look like you work in a gas station! Where are the clothes that I got for you?"

"Esme your son is a fashion pioneer. This look will be all the rage at country clubs across the US after today." I snickered and Edward pouted.

"Could you have at least combed your hair baby?" She said as she tried to smooth Edward's unruly hair. It didn't help that he didn't even try to sort it out before it dried.

Edward swatted his mother's hands away from his head.

"I think that we should get going." Carlisle said heading for the front door.

The four of us climbed into the Carlisle's black Mercedes and headed down the road.

Thirty minutes later we pulled up to the country club. There were several people milling around and other cars pulling up to the valet.

The club was near the water where the boating docks were. The Cullen's owned a boat and I was sure that it was tied up here. There was a golf course and a couple of large pools with cabanas and a bar.

We headed into a large dining area that held several tables and a buffet brunch. A couple of the country club staff waiters gave Edward a sour look most likely for his attire.

We were seated with a doctor and his wife that worked with Carlisle. The couple's daughter and her boyfriend were going to join us once they arrived.

The waiter came by to get a drink order and to offer champagne to the table from the tray he was holding. Edward snickered beside me when I refused the drink. The waiter also offered mimosas which Edward reached for but pulled his hand back when Carlisle cleared his throat loudly and I nudged him in the side.

Carlisle and Esme were bombarded with questions about Emmett's wedding. Esme answered with pride explaining the details of the ceremony and the reception and pulled out her digital camera to show the thousands of pictures that she took.

"Of course the professional pictures won't be ready for a few weeks." Esme informed the table. "Rosalie looked so beautiful."

"Where did they go on their honeymoon?" The woman asked. I think she was called Debra and her husband was Greg.

"They are spending the week in Hawaii in a fabulous resort." Esme gushed.

Edward and I tuned them out and were talking quietly in our own little bubble when two more guests arrived at the table.

"Oh Esme you remember our daughter Lauren right?" Debra asked. "This is her boyfriend Tyler. Lauren, Tyler this is Mr. and Mrs. Cullen and their son Edward and his girlfriend Bella."

Tyler reached his out to shake Carlisle hand. "Nice to meet you." He said and gave Edward the usual guy head nod before taking Esme's hand and gently shaking it.

"Lauren you and Edward went to school together didn't you?" Lauren's mother asked.

"Yes mother we did. Until the tenth grade anyway." She smirked and the table tensed.

"Now that we are all here, let's get some food from the wonderful looking buffet." Esme announced.

We all stood and made our way through the buffet line and back to the table. Edward and I sat and ate quietly while the conversation turned stuffy.

Lauren went on and on about some horse riding competitions that she did when she was younger and how her sister was doing it now. Tyler mentioned that he had been in a boarding school for his high school years and found it very interesting to be out with the regular people in college.

Esme of course praised Edward's accomplishments at Julliard and my attending NYU. Once Julliard was mentioned we found out that Lauren's best friend was Tanya.

Once everyone was done eating, Edward excused us from the table and we walked out of the dining hall. Before we made it out, Edward grabbed two mimosas off of the waiter's serving tray and headed out the door.

Edward handed me the drink and smiled. "I really don't want this." I told him. He threw back the one he had in his hand in two swallows and reached for mine. I rolled my eyes at him.

"What? This place is cheap, there's barely any alcohol in them." He defended. "I think I would need like fifteen more to even feel a buzz." I shoved his shoulder.

We continued to walk around the wrap around patio of the building. We came in on the ground floor, but from the back we were up on the second floor looking down at the golf course. We wandered down to the end away from all of the brunch attendees.

I turned and leaned against the railing. "Did you do this kind of thing a lot when you were a kid?"

"Yeah sometimes. Before I became the family's little secret. I haven't been here since before, you know."

"I don't think that you missed anything. These people are rude and snooty." I laughed and he came closer and put his hands on either side of me on the railing.

"So what do you want to do now?" He asked just an inch from my lips. "Mom and Dad have like thirty more people to bore with the details of Emmett and Rose's wedding before we can go home."

"I don't know." I said putting my hand on his cheek and closing the gap between our lips. Within seconds of lip to lip contact we were in a full make out session. My hands went into his already messy hair and he pulled me flush against his body.

I heard the clickity clack of several high heels coming close to us before I heard. "Disgusting." Uttered by an old woman's voice followed my murmurs of agreement.

I chuckled against Edward's lips before he urged me to continue where we left off.

A few minutes later Edward pulled his lips from mine looking behind his shoulder. I opened my eyes to see a security guard in a white polo and black pants glaring at us. He wore a radio microphone on his shoulder.

"You two need to move it along. This is a family establishment." He said with his hands on his hips. He reached up to his mic and pressed the button on the side. "Everything's code 4 here on the upper balcony. There's no need to send another officer."

The guard gave us another dirty look before striding off down the walkway. Edward looked at me and laughed. "Bella you are bright red."

He took my hand and led me down a staircase that ended at some cement paths. "Where are we going?" I asked.

"I told you that I used to have to come here as a kid. Emmett and I wandered all around here." He explained.

We came upon one of the large swimming pools. Even in the sixty degree weather people were still swimming.

"The pool is super heated so that the old people can get in all year if they want to. The cabanas have heaters too."

We walked into one of the cabanas. It had extra towels on a shelf and four lounge chairs. There were two tables between the loungers and a stereo with speakers in the corner.

"Must be nice." I commented.

"Not really. It's boring. You have to be quiet and you can't have any toys in the pool."

I smiled at him thinking that he had probably spent a lot of time here as a kid sitting in a pool cabana and sulking. Edward didn't really fit in with the rich kids.

We kept walking past most of the cabanas and came to a small building with several little doors. Edward smirked at me and opened one of the doors and pulled me in.

"What's this?" I asked looking at the small hooks on the walls and the terry cloth robes hanging on them. There was a counter with a mirror behind it and a small bench along the opposite wall from the counter.

"It's one of the changing rooms." He said turning the lock on the door.

"And what would we be doing in here?"

Edward stepped forward and put his hands on my hips. He pushed me back until my butt hit the counter. He kept his hands on my hips as he brushed his lips over mine and down my jaw to my neck. He started cinching my dress up around my thighs until he had it up and around my hips.

"Edward Anthony Cullen, what is it that you think you are doing?" I said almost breathlessly.

He smiled against the skin on my neck as he slid his hands into the sides of my panties and proceeded to slide them down my legs.

Edward kneeled down and helped my step out of them before he put them in the pocket of his pants.

He slowly stood back up running his hands up my legs until he got to my hips. He lifted me up and set me on the counter behind me and stood between my legs.

He unlatched his lips from my neck and put his forehead against mine. "What do you want to do Bella?"

I immediately went for the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head and threw it on the floor. I grabbed the waistband of his pants and tugged him closer. His pants were loose and barely hanging on to his hips. I undid the button and zipper quickly and let his pants fall around his ankles.

Edward shoved down his boxers and pulled my hips to the edge of the counter before plunging himself into me. I brought my knees up and wrapped one leg around his hip and the other around the back of his thigh.

Our moans echoed in the almost empty room. The counter I was on was actually a table and was not connected to anything, and with every thrust it banged loudly against the wall.

I moaned loudly and screamed out his name when I reached my release. Edward came a few seconds later shouting my name followed by a few expletives.

I sat up straight and hugged him around his neck. "Love you."

He brought his hands to my face and kissed my slowly and deeply before pulling away. "I love you." He said against my lips.

He helped my off the table and I smoothed down my dress while he pulled up his boxers and pants. He slid his shirt over his head and smoothed it down over his chest.

"Can I have my panties back please?"

He just smirked at me and took my hand. "Later."

I straightened out my hair with my free and as Edward unlocked the dressing room door.

The door swung open and we were standing face to face with the security guard from the balcony plus two more guards.

"I should have known." The guard said shaking his head. "I'm going to have to ask you two to leave. Neither of you are welcome back here in the future."

Edward busted out in a full out laugh while my face burned red and I clung to Edward's arm. "Like I want to be here!" Edward blurted out between laughs.

The guard did not find it as funny as Edward did. He escorted us to the entrance of the building and waited for us to leave.

"Um…we didn't arrive here by ourselves." I told the guard. "We will have to wait here for the rest of our party."

"You can't stay here. Who are you with? I'll send a guard inside and get them for you. You two are not going in there." The guard said pointing at us.

"Dr. Cullen and his wife?" I almost whispered. Edward just leaned against the wall and was still chuckling to himself.

"I'll send someone in to get them." The guard said and I cringed.

Shit. How were we going to explain this? 'So yeah Carlisle we were really bored and horny so we decided to have a go at it in the poolside dressing rooms'. That's going to go over well.

I stood next to Edward and he took my hand. "Don't worry it will be fine. They'll just be mad at me."

I slapped my hand on my forehead in disbelief and he put his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

I just stood there with my face buried in Edward's chest. Carlisle and Esme should be out here any minute. How was I supposed to face them?