BPOV
The sunlight pouring in from the windows of the familiar white room sent beams of sparkles across our skins.
I looked at my hand, unable to stop marveling at the beautiful crystallized structure beneath the surface. I unthinkingly entwined it with Edward's, and our hands shimmered together.
I turned my gaze to his face. He looked perfectly at ease, the pale shadows under his eyes barely visible. Regardless, I stroked across it gently with my thumb.
"Bella, love," he whispered. "Don't worry. Now that you're changed, there's no reason for me to be thirsty at all. I'm perfectly fine."
"I'm not worried. It's just that…you're beautiful."
"No one can compete with you, my dear."
I snorted. "I only wish."
He pulled me tighter to him with his free arm and trailed his fingers down my bare back. Taking the hand that was holding mine, he cupped it to his cheek, warm to me under my skin. That took some getting used to, too – that he actually felt warm and soft to me.
"Ahh…."
And he was kissing me again.
I wrapped my arms around him, not caring that it was noon and we should be out and about instead of hugging and kissing in the bed, undressed. Our mouths stayed together for a long time before we finally broke away.
He sighed and buried his face in my hair.
I stretched. "Ugh…I suppose it's time to get dressed and be civilized again."
"Fine," he muttered. But his motions were gentle as he led me off the bed and to our clothes.
We got dressed silently and were heading out of the room when Edward's phone went off in his pocket. It was at his ear instantly, and I could tell who the caller was by the voice.
"Yes, Alice, we're here," answered Edward patiently, to a previous question I had not caught.
"Good. Nessie misses you a lot."
My little girl…of course it was natural for a six-year-old to miss her vampire parents when they jetted off to an island off the Brazilian coast for their first anniversary. Sure, why not?
"Where is everyone?" Edward asked.
"Esme is buying gardening supplies, Carlisle's at a patient's home – the patient has a wheelchair, but his family is away so Carlisle's taking care of him at his house right now, Nessie is with Jacob, hunting, Rosalie's studying her reflection right here" – I heard a muted growl in the background – "Emmett's waiting to get on to you and Bella, and Jasper's right next to me."
"So, has anything drastic, important, or big happened in the last day or two?" asked Edward, his hand finding mine as we sat down on the sofa in front of the TV in the den.
"No."
"That's good."
"I'm putting Emmett on – he's dancing with impatience."
I heard Edward sigh remotely, and I reached up to kiss him. His lovely eyes melted, and I leaned my head on his shoulder.
"Edward!" Emmett's voice was impatient.
"Hey, bro, how's life?"
"Quiet since you two left. Hey, put Bella on, I need to torture her some more."
I groaned quietly and reached for the phone. He handed it to me, and he wrapped both arms around my waist and pressed his lips to my hair.
"Hi, Bella – is Esme's house still standing? How many windows have you two smashed?"
"Yes, and none."
"Is the bed damaged in any way?"
"One of the pillows has a one-inch rip, and that's all."
I could picture him shaking his head in amazement. "How do you do that? I thought for sure that the house would be ruins by now."
If I could've blushed deep red, I would have.
I glanced up at Edward, and he smiled back, tracing his fingertip along my nose. He bent his face to the back of my neck, and planted a row of butterfly kisses there. I shivered, and he pressed his lips softly to my skin.
"Oh…speaking of which, put Edward back on, Bella."
Emmett's interruption was slightly irritating to me; I placed the phone in Edward's hand. He lifted his face from my skin and held the phone to his ear.
"Okay, spit it out, Emmett."
"Well, um, Rosalie and I…broke our bed frame, and we were just wondering…can we borrow yours? Please, Edward? Pretty please with a cherry on top?"
"You know I can't eat them."
"Fine. Pretty please with a cup of mountain lion blood on top?"
Edward glanced at me through his long lashes. I nodded. That was fine – we had our cottage anyways.
"Okay, Emmett – but I swear, you destroy it, and you're going to pay."
"Yes! Thank you! I owe you for eternity – no, wait, I didn't say that, I didn't say that, I didn't say that…."
"Please, Emmett – give the phone back to Alice if you don't have anything else to say."
"Emmett's a bit psycho today." Alice's tone held a hint of amusement in it.
"I'll say," Edward muttered.
"Jasper's waiting for me to get off…when are you guys coming back?"
"A few days, maybe. I'll call when we are."
"Okay, Edward, bye. Bye, Bella!" She knew I could hear her.
I pressed my lips near Edward's, to reply back in the cell phone. "Bye!" I said.
Edward flipped the phone shut.
It was back in his pocket immediately.
He bent down to kiss me again. I could taste his passionate edge, and my lips responded with emotions just as strong. We sat there, kissing, on the sofa, for maybe ten minutes.
"I have not had enough yet," he whispered, his warm lips still on mine.
My breath caught as his fingers tied themselves in my hair. "Neither have I," I breathed.
I could feel the tip of my tongue touch his, and I sighed in pleasure. The warm, sweet scent coming off him was still as irresistible as always. I pushed myself against him and he adjusted to be able to hold me tighter.
"I have an idea," he whispered, pulling his lips an inch away. "Why don't we just enjoy the sunlight for once? We can go to the top of that cliff nearby, and we can be outside…together…."
"Yes," I agreed.
He swept me into his arms and ran out of the house before setting me down.
I kicked the door shut behind us, and then we sped through the forest to the cliff he described. The joy of running like that was inexplicable, yet amazing. The feel of the wind through my hair, the happiness of knowing that I was holding Edward's hand at the same time….
We were soon to the edge of the cliff, and our bodies threw spectrums of light everywhere. We lay down, and warmed to the sun's rays.
