"I told you dancing isn't so bad" he said proudly

I rolled my eyes but he didn't see. Dancing is not bad if it is him I'm dancing with.

"Dancing in the moonlight….dancing in the moonlight" he sang sounding like John Lenon having collaboration with Clair de Lune…..so beautiful.

The zephyr swept through me.

It was about us again. Us against the world. The zephyr grew stronger sweeping me off my feet. I felt whole having my addiction all to myself. "Do you know that…..you still dazzle me until now?!" I said brushing his cheek this time. Do I dazzle him too? The question suddenly popped in my head.

"Really?" he breathed, tensed than usual. Why was he so tensed….hmmm I wonder……

"Do I dazzle you too?" I asked enthusiasm bright on my voice. So I kept my enthusiastic expression back. If he sees this, he would give his everything and go on with the spare my feelings crap. I don't like that. I want the truth even if it hurts. I just hope I'm prepared.

"Occasionally" he whispered to my ear. The sound of tension was hard to find in his whisper. That disappointed me. I didn't want to lose the thought that I dazzle him too. So I started to be a pushy wife. Irritating, I know but I needed to know badly. So I used my super power I'd once theorized the night where I felt rejection.

"How occasional exactly?" I asked seductively but at the same time sweetly.

"Right now I suppose" he gasped breathing unevenly. Was he really dazzled or was this just some practical joke he's playing on me because he knew all along what i am so eager of.

"Really?" my voice sounded surprised and hopeful at the the same time.

"Yes, after all you are my obsession. Obsessions happen because there's something in them that dazzles you, isn't it?

He is my addiction and I am his obsession. Wow! we really are freaks in love.....forever, of course.

"I guess so" I murmured sounding relieved and ecstatic that I too dazzle him. Wow it oddly feels satisfying.

It fel good that i am not the only one who ends up being hypnotized by each other's 'dazzling expertise'

"You smell so good in the rain....apparently it's snow now" he said taking in a gust of air. "your scent....really....makes me want you more how is that even possible? To want you more considering the fact that you're already mine." he sighed turning me into a spin.

I almost forgot that we were dancing. Considerably the fact that my brain doesn't function well, it seems like it doesn't work whenever i'm with him. I lose my memory, I lose my train of thought. Embarrassed as i am admitting this even to myself, I even sometimes forget my name when i'm with him.

And that's how Bella Swan....Cullen ends up when she adores her husband inhumanly.

"I guess it is possible....if you know that you'll live forever with each other" my voice was like a deep sigh of contentment and wonder. Contentment-because forever with edward ,even though i'm used to it, makes my head spin and I need to remember how to breathe, not that it's necessary, it's just that it makes me uncomfortable. It makes the tensions tronger. Wonder-because i wanted to know where this came from "And that you love each other" he continues my explanation.

He let out a sigh. Something in his expression bothered me a little bit. It was suddenly impatient.

He stared into my eyes. The shimmering light of the moon has nothing compared to the blinding & hypnotic topaz eyes of his. It's like splunging into the reality of fantasy that sometimes our littlest fantasy may become a reality and ends up being yours.....forever.

I'm never going to tease my mom anymore about her goo-goo eyes while looking at Phil.........I was guilty of that too but of course instead of Phil it's Edward. :D

"I started to wonder just now" he started. "Do you still remember when we were on our way to our house when you were putting your immortality to a vote?"

I just nodded, wondering where he was leading me into.

"That i told you that i would endeavor to regain your trust back and that time was the only way"

"What about it?" I asked seeping through reasons why this was a source of impatience.

"Have I earned it back? Have i payed my debt over me leaving you all alone." he shuddered shoving away the memory out of his head. He looked down freeing my face. Ugh! i didn't like it when he would let go of me.

"Edward....." I whispered coxing his face up, I placed one finger under his chin.

Suddenly, it came to me that probably the expression wasn't impatience after all. It was....regret.....I guess.

"You don't need to be forgiven. You don't need to pay some debt. Okay? my love for you has sealed those crucial wounds in my once beating heart. It had been stitched up and have healed through time."

"So more or less.... you've earned it" I said smiling.

He finally looked up. His face was so relieved it was like the word itself is printed on his gorgeous face.

"You really love me huh? How can you forgive me that fast? Years can't cover those wounds....you might be stitched-up but you are not..." I kissed him gently. His lips were shocked. He wasn't expecting it.

"Nothing to heal. Nothing to stitch. I love you and that alone is my favorite answer to your worries" I said against his lips. He was still shocked or something.

"Breathe Edward, breathe" I said almost shouting.

He exhaled a gust of air.

Something seemed to be topsy-turvey now. Ha!.....

I guessed right.

"Now that you know would you please speak to me." I demanded.

He sighed. It sounded like a sigh of giving up.

Then in a blink of an eye, the idea of him kissing me spluttered around my brain. The kiss was like he haven't kissed me for weeks.... no not weeks.... months is more appropriate. A year may even be considered. I love feeling the pressure of his lips against mine. So fearless but always so gentle.

When he let go, he breathed my name together with a deep sigh.

"That probably proves you telling the truth" his statement tickled my curiosity box.

"Telling the truth?" i asked not seeing through his statement.

"I didn't believe that such forgiveness even existed" he explained.

"The past is past, let's leave it to that. Okay?"

He nodded "right" he said smiling my one and only favorite crooked smile. Breathe Bella breathe I chanted inside my head.

We both hungered for a kiss. We hungered for pleasure.

And so it began......