A./N. Well, today was a day of "fun in the sun", even though my cousin got a pretty bad sunburn. I'm liking the reviews *wink wink*. On with the story!

Disclaimer: I'm not Stephenie Meyer, so do you think I own Twilight? Nope…I don't.

Bella's POV

As Edward and I walked along the boardwalk in Port Angeles, I was smiling and holding his cold hand. Why did he have such cold skin? It couldn't be natural; nobody has skin that cold.

"Edward, why is your skin so cold?" I asked. I needed to know, I would forget to ask later so I might as well ask while the question was in my mind.

Edward looked warily at me. Was he keeping something from me? Why would he be so hesitant to tell me about his skin?

"How about I tell you later?" he finally answered…well asked.

I narrowed my eyes slightly. "Fine," I said defeated.

We eventually sat down on a bench facing towards the bay area. Edward put an arm around me and pulled me close to him. I would never get enough of this man.

I don't know what happened, but we were then just staring at each other.

My eyes flickered down to his lips and back up to his eyes. He leaned closer to me, our lips just a few inches apart. 3 inches. 2 inches. 1 inch. And then…

"Bella, wait." Darn it! I was so close to bliss!

"Yes?" I sighed.

"There's something you need to know about me before we have any sort of a relationship. I don't want you to regret any thing you do with me if I would have decided to have told you later."

I knew he was hiding something. I had actually suspected it when we first met, but didn't think much about it. But now that I think of it, he was too beautiful. Inhumanly so. And no one else I know has topaz colored eyes that change to black and back again. Not to mention his pale white and ice cold skin. I don't think he's human.

"Edward, are you even human?" Again, I had to know.

He looked at me with anxious eyes. "No," he whispered.

I know I should be scared, but I'm not. When you love someone, you love every part of them. And it's not like he's some blood-sucking vampire out to kill me. I mean that's just ridiculous.

"I'm a vampire," he whispered even softer.

Well, there went my last thought.

Part of me was screaming for me to run. The other part was telling me to stay. I listened to the latter and stayed. He hadn't killed me yet, so he may not want to. That would also explain his skin…and beauty.

My eyes were wide and I stared at him. I eventually calmed down. "You're not going to eat me, are you?" It was a stupid question I know, but hey, this is my life we're talking about here.

He looked up with wide horrified eyes. "Of course not! I would never do that to you, or any other human for that matter."

Oh! Well that's a relief- wait. He wouldn't hurt me or any other human. So he doesn't kill humans? "So…you don't kill humans? Then what blood do you drink?" What other blood was there? Well…there's animal blood, but I don't know about that.

"We drink animal blood." We?

"Who's we?" I asked.

"My family and I; there's also a clan in Denali that drinks animal blood, but every other vampire drinks human blood," he said seriously.

I thought about that. So they were kind of like the good guys of all the vampires in the world. Even if he would have been the "bad guy" I would still love him. Which brings us back to what was about to happen before he told me what he was.

"I understand if you're afraid of me. I could kill you after all," he said sadly.

My heart broke; he thinks that I'm scared of him. I put my hand on his cheek to make him look up at me.

"I'm not afraid of you. It doesn't matter to me what you are, you're still the most wonderful person I've ever known." I wanted to say that I still love him, but that would be strange. We haven't known each other for even a week.

"It doesn't matter? How? I'm a monster! I may kill only animals now, but I have hunted humans before; it may have been about 70 years ago but I still killed. I should've died in 1918 with my mother and father when the Spanish Influenza hit," he sighed,

1918? Dang he's old! But, why is he only 17? And he killed humans? But that is his past. He regrets it. Right?

But I still love him.

"Edward, it's okay. I know you must regret it. And don't say that about yourself! You are not a monster," I argued back.

"Just wait, one day you will run away screaming," he sounded so sure.

"Don't be so sure," I said, "Um…can we get back to what we were doing before you interrupted the moment?" I was blushing and laughing at the same time.

Edward just smiled and asked, "Are you sure?"

I rolled my eyes and replied, "Positive."

Then, my moment of bliss; Edward leaned down, and carefully pressed his cold, marble lips, to my warm ones.

A./N. They finally kissed! It'll be more detailed in the next chapter don't worry. Hope you enjoyed the chapter! I know it wasn't very long but it's all I got for the moment; its my vacation after all...so I'm relaxing...LOL Sorry, I'll try to write longer chapters! Review!

~Twilight Addict 3