Chapter Eleven

Vanessa was a little tense. As the day went on, she became more and more curious about her predicament. The fact that she let Carlisle do what he did...well, it just didn't seem like her.

Sure, he was sexy as hell.

Sure, he was an amazing kisser.

Sure, he was amazing at-

Okay, maybe she was losing credibility in her own mind now. If she thought about it that way, then it made perfect sense. But even so, as much as she liked him, it still seemed abnormal for her to act in such a way. Now that she was away from his hypnotizing presence, it was a little easier to think.

Perhaps vampires gave off some kind of...sex hormones? Yeah, sex hormones that attracted humans to them?

She had no idea.

She needed to talk to Bella.

Nodding to herself and looking at her watch, she saw that it was only 5 p.m, Carlisle didn't get off until 7, so she should be fine. Not that it mattered, he could walk through the front door if he wanted. Her dad had text her, saying he was going to stay the weekend in Seattle. He had unfinished business, and it was too far to drive back home and turn around and go back.

She raced through her empty house and walked down the road to Bella's, chewing on her nails.

She knew she was about to make Bella hellishly uncomfortable, but she really needed to know if she knew anything about this.

Walking on their porch, she pecked on the door.

"Coming!"

She smiled when uncle Charlie opened the door.

"Well, hey Nessa," he smiled. "you here to see Bella? Come on in."

"Thanks, and aren't I always?" she smiled, making him chuckle.

"Should be in her room," he pointed his beer up the stairs, smiling at her.

"Thanks uncle Charlie," Vanessa smiled as she bounded up the stairs.

She hesitantly walked up to Bella's room, pecking on her door.

"Bella?" she called out, then she heard some shuffling.

Bella flung the door open after a few minutes and her cheeks were flushed.

God, looked like she wasn't the only one with a problem.

"Damn, am I interrupting something?" Vanessa smirked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"N-no!" Bella shook her head. "Come in!"

Vanessa chuckled and walked into her room, taking note that her window was open.

Figures.

"I suppose its safe," Vanessa joked, flopping down on her bed.

"Urgh," Bella groaned, sitting down.

She knew Vanessa knew.

"So...do vampires give off sex hormones or something?" Vanessa whispered quietly.

Bella gave her a shocked look, at then her mouth dropped open.

"You had sex with Carlisle?!" she exclaimed, smiling and covering her mouth.

"No!" Vanessa hissed, smiling. "But I, um...well, lets just say he still got in my pants."

Bella looked scandalized now.

"Edward hasn't even went that far with me!" she huffed, crossing her arms. "He doesn't trust himself, apparently, its really frustrating-"

"Bella, focus," Vanessa smirked.

"And no, they don't give off sex hormones...they're just very attractive to humans," Bella raised her eyebrows.

"Are you sure?" Vanessa whispered, sighing, "Cause I kinda feel like a slut."

Bella rolled her eyes. "You're not a slut!" she hissed, smiling. "you and Carlisle are just extremely attracted to each other, that's all. And unlike Edward, Carlisle has more self-control...he's willing to take it farther with you."

"Not too far," Vanessa mumbled. "I tried to touch him, and he hissed, going all black-eyed and running to the window."

"It was probably just a little too much for him," Bella shrugged. "He'll get use to it..."

She looked like she desperately wanted to ask something.

"What is it? Just ask," Vanessa rolled her eyes. Bella could be ridiculous sometimes.

"..."

"How was it?" she whispered, smiling and turning red.

"On a scale of 1 to 10? A fucking million," Vanessa groaned, leaning back and putting her hands on her face. "He started kissing my stomach to prove that he didn't think I was fat...and the next thing I know, I'm ripping my underwear down like a wonton slut."

Bella was laughing now. "Oh my God, I wish Edward would go that far," she sighed, laying back, "Apparently, my blood sings too strongly and he doesn't know if he can control his strength. But Carlisle...your blood may sing to him, but he handles humans on a daily basis, and has been for hundreds of years. I'm sure he could go all the way..."

"I don't know..." Vanessa mumbled, worried. Would she have sex with Carlisle? She doubted it would be anything but amazing, but she didn't know how she'd feel afterward.

"Or are you waiting for marriage? That's what Edward wants," Bella sighed.

"No, I'm not waiting until I get married...but when I do lose it, I want it to be with someone that's going to work out," Vanessa shrugged. "I just...after last night, he's all I can think about. I feel like...God, I'm about to make you uncomfortable; I feel like I'm not going to be able to control myself. I feel like I'm just going to pounce him. I don't want to do anything I'll regret, and I don't want to push him too far. I mean, this is a delicate situation."

"Carlisle knows his limits," Bella murmured. "You could pounce him all you want, but he won't do anything he thinks he can't do. He cares too much about you to ever proceed in something if he thought there was a high chance he'd injure you. Don't you remember how concerned he was about you at the hospital? God, when we got you there...he was enraged."

Vanessa's eyes widened, and she sat up on the bed, looking at Bella.

"And you're just now telling me this?" she asked indecorously. "What did he do?"

"He demanded to know who did that to you, his eyes were black, and he was shaking," Bella raised her eyebrow. "Edward had to calm him down. Of course, only Edward and I saw him like that. He'd thought someone had done that to you...I'd never seen him like that before."

Vanessa's heart started pumping harshly. Carlisle was that upset over her, even then? Her chest fluttered.

"Wow, I didn't know," Vanessa whispered.

"Yeah, that's why I was telling you at the hospital that he cared about you," Bella smiled. "And I wouldn't worry about it. Carlisle and you share a strong, mutual attraction. Just let it flow naturally...if it happens, it happens. If it feels right, then do it. If it doesn't, then don't. And don't worry about him, he won't push himself into anything that he can't handle. Also, he's very patient. He'd never push you into anything, but I'm sure you already know that."

"Yeah, he's never forced me to do anything..." Vanessa smiled. "He's always leaving everything up to me and asking if its okay...not even sexual things, anything in general."

"...Edward has a habit of making decisions for me," Bella muttered, looking irritated. "I know he just wants to protect me, but he can be a little suffocating with it."

"Nessa, you do know that you're Carlisle's mate, right?"

Vanessa tensed, closing her eyes.

Mate. That word had been floating around in her mind.

"What does that even mean?" she grumbled.

"I'm not sure of the full extent..." Bella trailed off. "But, a vampires love is eternal. Once they find their mate, there's an instant, powerful, mutual attraction-"

Vanessa gulped...yeah, she was struck by Carlisle...but Edward? Not so much.

"-and there will never be anyone else for them," Bella smiled. "I'm positive your his, and so is Edward. And remember this, Edward knows his thoughts. Does that frighten you?" Bella asked, seeing her tense expression.

"In a way...Carlisle is amazing," she sighed almost dreamily. "But I have to be mature about this. I feel like now my entire life is planned out, and I'm only 18. If I were to be with Carlisle forever, I'd have to be turned...and I'm not sure how I feel about that. Being strong, beautiful, and young forever sounds nice, but not being human? I just can't wrap my head around that."

"Vanessa," Bella sighed, looking serious. "You think too much. Why do you need to figure this all out today? I know how you are, you're always thinking of the future instead of in the now. Well, think in the now. You don't even know if you'll always want to be with Carlisle yet. If and when that happens, THEN contemplate whether or not you'd be willing to do that to be with him. As of right now, he's just your boyfriend, not your eternal husband. You really like each other and there's still a lot to learn about each other. Just go with the flow."

Vanessa frowned. Bella was making sense; a lot of sense. Why was she contemplating all these complicated things now? Couldn't she just go with it? Do what feels right...and then if a problem does arise, deal with it then?

"Thanks Bells, you're right," Vanessa smiled at her. "It's just...all of this. Its moving so fast, and I guess I'm frightened about how much I like Carlisle. I'm terrified of falling in love with him. If he left me-"

"No, I've been there and done that," Bella interjected. "Learn to trust him more. You already know Carlisle is an amazing person. If he says he'll never lose his feelings for you, then he won't. A vampires love is eternal. Emmett and Rose have been together for like 100 years, and so have Alice and Jasper...look at them, they still look like they're newly in love."

"A hundred years?" Vanessa gasped, widening her eyes. "Well...damn."

Bella laughed. "Yes, their love is eternal."

Vanessa smiled and looked at Bella's clock, it was 6:00.

"Carlisle's getting off work soon...I still need to shave," Vanessa frowned. Would she still have time?

"...Going to mess around with him again?" Bella laughed, raising her eyebrow and making her turn red.

Vanessa flushed. Was she? Jesus, subconsciously, it was like she was planning it in her head all over again. The thought of Carlisle crawling in her bedroom made her excited...and not only in one way like before.

"Edward said once that mates are naturally sensually attracted," Bella cut in her thoughts. "That once you give into your desires for the other, its almost impossible to stop. He said he's still waiting for Rose, Emmett, Alice, and Jasper to stop jumping at each other like horny teenagers, but finally came to realize it wasn't ever going to happen."

"...so, by doing what we did last night, we literally jumped off a cliff and won't stop falling until we crash?" Vanessa asked, raising her eyebrow.

"You'll never crash," Bella pointed out. "See, I think that's part of the reason why Edward will only kiss me. It's like if you give it to one taste, you want more and more...then you turn into Rose and them, going at it like crazy 24/7."

"I can't go 24/7, I'm human," Vanessa rolled her eyes, feeling a spark of excitement in her stomach. Shouldn't that be worrying her instead? If that was true...it would explain why she let Carlisle get so far last night.

Vanessa wasn't someone that had very good self-control. She was fat, and she smoked. Pretty much showed she wasn't good at it at all.

"Good thing Carlisle has enough self-control for both of us," she mumbled, standing from Bella's bed as she laughed. "guess I'll go and let you get back to Edward."

"I wasn't-!"

"Yeah, right," Vanessa rolled her eyes and Bella's panicked expression.

"Byeee Belllaaa," Vanessa winked to the flushing girl before exiting her room and walk down the stairs.

"Bye Charlie!" Vanessa said as she walked by the living room.

"Bye, come back soon," Charlie called, not moving from out in front of the TV.

Vanessa shook her head and left the house.

Vanessa looked in the mirror, just finishing showering and shaving. It took a lot longer than usual, because she remembered Carlisle could feel the slightest bit of hair probably...

She threw on a spaghetti strap, black night gown and hurried to her room, closing and locking the door.

Anticipation rushed through her veins, and she had to remind herself to remain calm.

Taking a deep breath, she went up to her radio, turning on some rap music. She smirked, not forgetting the useful information that Alice had gave her. She wanted to see if Carlisle would say something, or pretend to like it.

She smiled, falling on her bed as Missy Elliot's, 'One Minute Man.' came out of her speakers. She really liked the beat, but after a while, she started really noticing the words for the first time.

"Boy I'ma make you love me, make you want me
And I'ma give you some attention, tonight
Now follow my intuitions, what you're wishin
See I'ma keep you all night, for a long time
Just start countin the ways."

Vanessa flushed, jumping up and darting towards the stereo.

"Interesting song, kitten."

"AH!" Vanessa gasped, jumping around and holding her hand to her heart.

Carlisle was standing there, smiling at her while he was leaning against her wall. His arms and legs were crossed, like he'd been standing there for a while. But, she knew he hadn't...had he? No, she would have noticed.

Unwillingly, her eyes trailed over his from, looking at his black slacks and shoes – up to his black belt, and baby blue shirt that was tucked into his pants.

"Tonight I'ma give it to you, throw it to you
I want you to come prepared, ohhh yeah (oh yes)
Boy it's been a long time, a crazy long time
And I don't want no minute man, and that's real
Give it to me some more."

Vanessa's eyes widened, snapping her out of her stare. She turned around, practically punching the off button in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't care for that song kitten," Carlisle's voice suddenly breathed in her ear from behind her, making her jump in shock.

"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" she groaned, willing her heart to calm down as he lightly chuckled.

"Hmm, may I play something?" he asked against her ear.

"Y-yeah, sure," she blubbered, quickly moving to the side.

He smiled at her, pulling his phone out of his pocket. He pulled her iPod from the dock, and stuck his iPhone in, flipping through the songs.

A song she didn't recognize flowed through the room, making her eyebrows furrow.

"May I have this dance?" he asked, holding his hand out to her and raising his eyebrow.

"..."

"Are you serious?" she laughed, thinking it was a little too corny for her liking...even so, she couldn't stop her heart from skipping a beat.

"Quite," he said, suddenly in front of her face. He put one of her hands on his shoulder, sliding one arm around her waist, and gripping the her other hand in his free one.

Her eyes widened as he pulled her forward slightly, making her stumble a little.

"I c-can't dance," she mumbled, still wondering what song was playing. It sounded old...

"Well, I'll just teach you then," he smiled. "Feel free to step on my feet all you wish, it won't hurt me."

Vanessa's eyebrows furrowed, listening to the music. Why was his voice so familiar?

"Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
would it be a sin if I can't help falling in love with you..."

"This is Elvis," Carlisle said, seeing her confused expression.

"...I don't like Elvis," she grumbled at him. She'd never admit that the song he was playing was very pretty, though, as she listened to the lyrics.

"Like a river flows, surely to the sea
Darling so it goes

some things are meant to be..."

He chuckled, leaning his forehead against hers. "I don't care for some of his music. But I'm quite fond of this song."

Vanessa swallowed, looking into his golden gaze as he gently moved her around the bedroom. She couldn't focus, and the lyrics of the slow, romantic song we're keeping her attention.

"take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you..."

Her eyes immediately widened, and her face flushed as she looked down at his chest.

"Do you like this song?" he whispered quietly, making her heart beat impossibly fast as she struggled to think.

"Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be."

She swallowed thickly, feeling a tightness in her chest. "Yes...it is beautiful."

She felt him press his lips to her forehead, making her take a shuddering breath.

Her chest was tight, and her stomach was fluttering annoyingly.

What's happening...she thought to herself. She...was she already in love with Carlisle? The thought didn't occur to her before now. But, slow dancing with him in her room, being in his arms like this...it felt completely and utterly right. She didn't ever want to let go of him, and she wasn't even sure she'd be able to. She wanted to stay like this with him, just slowly dancing...forever. Everything he did was so right to her. He knew exactly what to say and exactly what to do to make everything okay. He was completely winning at sweeping her off her feet. How could she not be? He was amazing, in every sense of the word.

"take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you
for I can't help falling in love with you..."

This song...he'd obviously picked it for a reason. Either he felt that way about her, or he was a mind reader and he knew what she was thinking.

The song ended, but soon enough, another slow song began and he continued moving her gently. To her amazement, she didn't step on his feet once, but that may have been because they were barely moving.

"The first time ever I saw your face
I thought the sun rose in your eyes
And the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave
To the dark and the endless skies, my love
To the dark and the endless skies."

Her heart was thumping harshly against her ribcage, as she forced herself to look back up at him. Her breath caught in her throat at his expression. He was looking at her like she was the most precious thing he'd ever seen, his handsome, golden eyes were practically glowing with affection, and she swore for moments, that her heart stopped.

"And the first time ever I kissed your lips
I felt the earth move in my hand
Like the trembling heart of a captive bird
That was there at my command, my love
That was there at my command, my love..."

Her heart was pounding as she stared up into his perfect face, having no idea whatsoever what expression was on her face. A realization was nagging in the back of her mind as her heart fluttered and pounded, but she ignored it, refusing to give into it.

"And the first time ever I lay with you
I felt your heart so close to mine
And I knew our joy would fill the earth
And last till the end of time, my love
And it would last till the end of time, my love..."

"Do you like this song?" he asked quietly, snapping her out of her thoughts.

She swallowed thickly. "Yes...i-it's also...beautiful."

His thin lips stretched, a smile crossing his face as he revealed his perfect teeth. It only increased his good looks, making her knees go weak at the mere sight.

"Did you like the flower baby?" he asked quietly, keeping his gaze on her eyes.

"Y-yes, I did...thank you," she responded quietly, not missing how her voice shook lightly with barely suppressed emotions.

"You're very welcome," he said quietly. "I was going to take you out tonight, but when I saw that your father wasn't home, I thought it was a good opportunity to spend some time alone together."

She nodded, giving him a small smile. "He's...he's not coming back until Monday." she said quietly.

"Well, if you'll have me, I'll stay here to give you company," he smiled again, his brilliant smile dazzling her once again.

"Of course I'll have you, Carlisle," she whispered quietly.

"The first time ever I saw your face
Your face
Your face
Your face..."

His gaze flicked down to her mouth, and her breath caught as he tilted his head down.

She voice no objections as her eyes fluttered closed, feeling his cold lips lightly press into hers.

A jolt ran down her spine, accompanied with a fluttering in her chest that hadn't been present before. She slid her hand from his shoulder to the back of his neck, shoving her fingers in his silky locks.

He was gently kissing her, first her top lip and then her bottom, making her tremble as he let go of her hand, sliding his other arm around her waist.

She barely noticed the music stopped as she instantly shoved her other hand in his hair, gripping at it shakily. He slightly groaned into her mouth, kissing her with more force than he started with.

She held onto his hair for dear life as her blood rushed through her veins, making her feel light headed.

The need for oxygen caused her to break away from his mouth, only to have him instantly start to trail kisses across her jaw and down her neck.

She whimpered as pleasure shot down her body, making her legs tremble.

Suddenly, he pulled back, looking down at her face with dark amber eyes. She almost whimpered in protest.

"What do you want to do tonight?" he asked, making her eyes focus.

Well, she could think of quite a few things she wanted to do...but she wasn't about to tell him that.

"I-I'm not sure..." she stuttered. "We could attempt to watch a movie that won't make us physically ill?"

He chuckled, leaning down and giving her a quick peck on her lips.

"I'll go downstairs and bring you back some snacks while you pick a movie, okay?" he smiled, releasing her and making her frown slightly.

"You don't have to do that-"

"I want to," he interjected, putting his hands on her shoulders and turning her around. "Now, go pick a movie baby." he chuckled letting her shoulders go.

She rolled her eyes, smiling as she started to walk over to her movie rack. A sudden, small slap hit her right in the ass, making her gasp and turn around, only to see Carlisle looking mischievous.

"Ca-Carlisle!" she hissed, staring at him in shock as her face flushed.

"Sorry, it was too tempting. I couldn't help myself," he grinned innocently, but ruined the effect when he winked at her, then sped from the room.

Still flushing, she couldn't help it when a small laugh erupted from her as she walked to her DVD shelf. She scanned to titles, looking for something that maybe Carlisle could enjoy.

"Kill Bill, Titanic, Austin Powers...my collection sucks," she grumbled, bending down. Would he want to watch a comedy? A horror movie? Action? She highly doubted he'd want to watch Titanic, and she'd agree with him on that. She'd seen it WAY too many times, not to mention the nude scene with Kate Winslet looking all perfect would make her feel bad. Perhaps they should watch a romance? But, she didn't have many...she had The Notebook, which she loved, but had never met another man that shared that sentiment.

"I got you popcorn, a pepsi, and some cookies," Carlisle's voice said from the doorway as she turned towards him, seeing him carrying various things.

"Cookies...gonna fatten me up some more," she grinned, rolling her eyes. "What kind of movie do you want to watch? Horror? Action? Romance?"

"What romance movies do you have?" he asked from directly behind her, and she was amazed she didn't jump. She must be getting use to him doing that.

"Uh, I have Titanic, The Notebook, and The Little Mermaid," she laughed, shaking her head. "If you consider the last one a romance."

"I've seen Titanic, but I've never seen The Notebook," he chuckled. "Is it good?"

She plucked it off the shelf and looked at him. "I like it a lot, but I've never met a man that shared that sentiment. It's really sad."

"Well, put it in," he smiled, zooming over to her bed and laying down, grinning at her.

She smiled, walking up to her TV and putting it in the tray.

She hesitantly walked back over to the bed as the movie started, laying down next to him. He instantly reached over, pulling her against his chest as she smiled.

The movie dragged on, but Vanessa's mind was gone. It was terribly hard to concentrate on the movie when she was pushed against Carlisle's chest like this. Also, him tentatively stroking her arm and side didn't help. Every time she felt his fingers ghost across her hip, a chill ran through her body.

Was it completely juvenile of her to not even want to watch the movie, and just make out with him instead? Why couldn't they do that?

Ugh, well, she sure as hell wasn't going to make the first move. As said, she wasn't very good with rejection.

After last night, he'd turned her into some hormone driven teenager from movies she despised. But God, he was just so...sexy. She was surprised she wasn't practically humping his leg.

Maybe she could be subtle? Keeping her gaze on the movie, she lightly lifted her leg, laying it on his thigh in a non-nonchalant motion. She felt his fingers pause for moments on her arm, but continued.

Yes, she'd gotten away with it!

She waited a few more minutes, then began tracing little circles on his chest.

…she really sucked at the art of seduction, and she knew it. Of course, tracing circles on a mans chest just screamed 'kiss me!'

I'm an idiot. She rolled her eyes to herself, gently dragging her hand down and tracing the little circles on his abdomen as well. She felt his hard muscles underneath, which she tried to ignore, lest she just crawl in his damn lap and embarrass herself.

Was it her imagination, or did his breathing slightly hitch when she did so? The thought excited her.

Oh, please let him be excited!

"Are you bored?"

Shit, that didn't sound very excited.

"No, not at all," she murmured, wanting to groan at her awkwardness. Why couldn't she just take what she wanted? "Are you?"

"Not at all baby," he said quietly, and she felt him kiss her head gently.

"...Do you like the movie so far?"

You are a total seductress.

"Yes, actually I find it pretty enjoyable," and she could hear the smile in his voice.

Well, that probably meant he wouldn't want to have a nice make out session during it. Damn.

She continued slowly trailing her fingers up and down his abdomen, more doing it subconsciously than anything. He just felt nice.

She moved against him, snuggling deeper into his chest.

"Vanessa, if you keep doing that, I am not responsible for my actions."

Vanessa paused at his suddenly husky voice, making her smile as she continued trailing her fingers up and down his abdomen. This time, she let her fingers trail lightly across the waist of his pants, smiling gleefully when she heard a low hiss escape his throat.

Before she even knew what was going on, she was on her back, with him hovering over her body. She smiled up at him, but tried not to let the excitement she felt be too obvious.

He looked down at her with hungry eyes, before slamming his lips on her, making her groan at the contact.

She wrapped her arms around his back, trailing her hands up the muscles as his cool tongue invaded her mouth roughly.

Wanting to feel his skin, she tugged at his dress shirt, finally separating it from his pants. He seemed to take no notice of this, and she took that as he didn't mind as he continued devouring her mouth. She shoved her hands inside the back of his shirt, making his body shake as he groaned in her mouth.

She tentatively stroked his hard, cool back with her warm hands, loving the feel of his skin.

He suddenly broke from her mouth, trailing wet kisses down her neck again.

"Carlisle..." she breathed, arching her back as emotions of lust, desperation, and complete happiness overtook her.

She paused when she felt his weight begin to lower down on her, gasping when she felt his long, hard body molding into hers.

It felt amazing. It felt right...like he was made for her – like he was made to be there, pressed up against her. Did he feel it too? Or was it her imagination?

She gulped opening her legs to allow him to lay in between them. As soon as his lower body rested against her, she let out a gasp as he stopped kissing her neck, a low rumble sounding it his chest.

He was hard, very hard. Her heart was beating erratically as she felt the hardness underneath his pants, lightly pressing into her panty-clad center.

Suddenly, he thrust against her, making her eyes widen as pleasure shot through her system like lighting.

"Ohhhh..." she whispered, leaning her head back as Carlisle groaned, and trembled above her. He made no move to do it again, and she wiggled underneath him.

He suddenly thrust against her again, groaning huskily into her neck. Out of her peripherals, she could see him clutching the pillows by her head with such force, his pale tendons were sticking out. But, she didn't mind and she gasped underneath him.

"You feel so good," he hissed against her neck, thrusting against her again. "So warm...so wet. Oh God, baby..." he breathed—this time, keeping his hips pressed against her as he started grinding against her center wantonly.

He moved his hands from the pillows above her head, reaching down and clutching her hips, grinding her against him, moaning.

"Oh Jesus," Vanessa gasped, reaching above her and grabbing her headboard. She'd come like this...she knew she would. The sensations that were erupting in her veins told her everything she needed to know.

All of a sudden, she heard a loud tear, making her eyes widen as she looked down. Carlisle's face was lifted, and he was looking down at her with dark eyes. His hands were holding her nightgown, and her eyes widened as she noticed her bare breasts pressed against his clothed chest.

Despite how turned on she was, she instantly felt vulnerable and self conscious.

"I didn't mean to do that," he apologized, looking down at her. As she looked at the guilty expression in his eyes, she knew he was telling the truth.

"I didn't look, but..." he closed his eyes. "God, I want too."

Vanessa closed her eyes, moaning as he ground his hips harder onto her, making a sharp jolt travel through her body.

"Can..." Carlisle took a deep breath, his eyes still closed in concentration. "Can I please touch you?"

Vanessa's mind was reeling. Touch her? Touch what, her breasts? Her breathing hitched at the thought.

"...Yes," she whispered, somewhat self consciously.

He must have noticed, for her didn't open his eyes and buried his face in her neck. Her heart fluttered. He didn't want to make her too uncomfortable...as he knew she was shy about her body.

His fingers trailed from her hips, and up her sides. Her breathing became shallow as she felt his fingers graze the sides of her breasts, making her shudder.

He lightly lifted his chest off of hers, putting the weight on his neck. She bit her lip when she felt his cool fingers dance across the undersides of her breasts, making her arch her back into him.

He must have used vampire speed, because before her mind could even keep up, he was palming her in his hands.

She gasped loudly, her skin tightening as chill bumps trailed across her body at his cool touch.

"Perfect," he growled into her neck, making her shiver as he kneaded her skin.

"I've got to be honest
I think you know
We're covered in lies and that's OK
There's somewhere beyond this I know
But I hope I can find the words to say."

Vanessa faintly heard her phone ringing, but ignored it as Carlisle brought her pink skin in between his fingers, pinching lightly.

"Shit," she gasped, biting her lip as he licked up her neck hungrily.

"'Cause you're a god
And I am not
And I just thought
That you would know
You're a god
And I am not
And I just thought
I'd let you go..."

Carlisle paused, making her squirm underneath him as he lifted his head, looking over at her phone.

"Baby, your phone has went off twice now..." he looked down at her lustfully, but concern was pulling his eyebrows together.

"Fuck my phone," she breathed, wrapping her arms around his neck and slamming his face to hers. Groaning as she slipped her tongue in his mouth, grinding her hips against his with a whimper.

"But I've been unable
To put you down
I'm still learning things I ought to know by now
It's under the table so
I need something more to show somehow

Never again no
No never again..."

Carlisle pulled back, making her frown.

"It may be important baby. I think you should answer it..." he looked over, making her groan in frustration. If it was Bella, she was going to murder!

"It doesn't mean that we can't pick up where we left off after," he grinned suggestively, lightly squeezing her breasts and making her gasp.

"Close your eyes," she said, flushing.

He didn't object, doing as she said as he lifted up. She sat up, pulling her arm over her breasts and picking up her phone.

It was a number she didn't recognize.

"Hello?" she answered snappily.

"Yes, is this Miss Swan?"

"Yes, it is..." Vanessa said uncertainly, frowning.

"This is Seattle memorial hospital. I'm sorry to inform you, but your father has been in a car accident-"

"WHAT?!" she screamed in horror, her heart pumping as tears immediately started leaking from her eyes. She used the hand from the arm that had been covering her breasts to cover her mouth.

Carlisle was behind her in an instant. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his body.

"Please, miss. Your father is still alive. However, he is still in critical condition. Are you able to come to the hospital?"

Vanessa let out a shuddering breath. He was alive...he wasn't...oh God.

"Y-yes! I'll be there soon!" she gasped through her tears.

"Thank you. I am sorry."

Vanessa clicked, 'end' with horror seeping in her veins.

"Oh GOD!" she screamed, her knees buckling and giving out.

She was against Carlisle, and he easily held her up as she sobbed weakly. He turned her around, pressing her head into his chest as she sobbed into his shirt. He gently held her head, rubbing his other hand up and down her back soothingly.

"Its okay baby. Your dad will be fine..." he said reassuringly, kissing her head. "I'll take you to Seatle. I won't leave you, okay?"

"H-he c-could what if he..." she choked out, clutching his shirt.

He pulled her face up to look at him.

"He will be fine baby, okay?" he whispered, his golden eyes painful as he brushed a tear off her cheek.

To keep her sanity, she had to believe him. She nodded weakly, but tears continued to fall.

"I'll turn around, and you can get dressed," he whispered, kissing each of her wet cheeks. "Then I'll drive you, okay?"

She nodded weakly as he disappeared from in front of her. She stumbled towards her dresser, pulling out a black tee-shirt and jeans, throwing them on and shoved her feet into some red flip flops.

"I-I'm ready," she croaked, wiping her cheeks on her arms.

In an instant, he was in front of her again. She gave him a sad look and he swept her up in his arms, speeding through the house to the front door.

She sniffled as he opened the door at human speed, grabbing her keys off the table. He slowly walked to the car, holding her in one arm as he opened the passenger door, sitting her in gently.

She continued to sob quietly as he opened the drivers door, putting the keys in the ignition and starting it up.

"It'll be alright kitten," he said soothingly, running his hand down her hair before he put the car in gear, peeling out of her driveway.

She shuddered as he flew down the road. What if...what if her dad died?