A/N: There is a little bit of pink lemonade in these next two chapters. Not quite a lemon but still pretty citrusy! Enjoy!

Bella

The drive to Port Angeles was quiet. Edward held my hand and I could not keep from stealing glances at him every few minutes. I could not believe the luck I had, being given this perfect guy. He was always so sweet and considerate and I loved him for it.

I barely noticed that we had even made it to Port Angeles, so engrossed was I with Edward. But I did notice that we were not headed in the direction of the restaurant.

I looked over at Edward to find him smiling at me.

"There is something I wanted to do before we ate if that's alright." He said. I could hear the hesitance in his voice.

"Oh. Okay then. That's fine. I'm all yours." I said, smiling. I was willing to do whatever he wanted if it would make him happy.

He parked the car and leaned over the console to kiss me.

"And don't you forget it." He said, dazzling me with my favorite grin.

"Never."

Edward got out and moved around to help me out. I looked around and realized that we were down by the pier.

"The waterfront? What are we doing here?" I didn't understand why we were all the way down here.

"You'll see." He said, smiling down at me. He took my hand and led me down to the pier. It looked very festive. There were multicolored Chinese lanterns and someone had put up strings of lights all along the pier. There were several long wooden benches and people were milling about or sitting down. I looked forward and saw several musicians seated on a raised platform.

"A concert? Wow, I didn't know they did concerts on the pier here." I said. I had never heard about this before.

"It's something they do for a few weeks every summer. Usually the music is nothing I would want to listen to but I thought that you might enjoy this." He led me over to one of the benches. We sat a little back from everyone else but still close enough to enjoy the music.

"What kind of music are they playing tonight?" He put his arm around my back and I leaned into his embrace. I didn't care at that moment what kind of music it was; I was just happy to be there with Edward.

The director stepped up to the podium and the musicians picked up their instruments and started playing.

I gasped and smiled. They were playing music from the Big Band/Swing Era. I loved the lighthearted and happy music from that time.

"Swing music? My mom loves this. She would play it all the time around the house when she was doing housework. I think she had a thing for Count Basie or something." I laughed, picturing my mother as she would dance around the house, a feather duster in her hand while she listened to this kind of music.

"I'm glad you enjoy it. I had hoped that you would. And Basie was something to see when he performed. He didn't play the music, he became it. It was pretty awe inspiring actually."

I stared at him. I was always amazed when he said things like that. It was easy to forget that he was not a regular teenage boy but instead that he was over 100 years old.

"You saw him play?" I asked in wonder.

"Yes, Carlisle and I went to a concert of his. I think Carlisle had a thing for him too." He smirked at me and I had to laugh.

"I'm going to tell him you said that." I said before turning back to listen to the music.

I lost myself in the music for a while. It was so happy. I hadn't lived through those times but I could imagine it. It seemed so much simpler back then.

We sat there for a long time, just enjoying the music. I would look up at Edward occasionally to find him watching me with a soft smile on his lips. I would smile back at him before turning back to the musicians.

Edward leaned down to whisper to me after about an hour.

"Are you ready to eat now? It might be best to leave before everyone else gets the same idea. I don't want you to get caught up in the crush." I could not help but smile. He was always so thoughtful.

"Of course, let's go."

We made our way back to the car and after helping me inside we started driving back towards the restaurant.

"Thank you for taking me to the concert. Somehow you always seem to know what I will like. I wonder sometimes if you really can't read my mind." I laughed.

"Believe me, I wish I could. A hundred times a day I wish I could hear all the thoughts you have rolling around in that beautiful head of yours." He said wistfully.

"Trust me, it is not that interesting in there." I said. I was sure he would not want to hear all the boring things that rattled around in my head sometimes.

"I know better than that. Just the words you speak are fascinating enough. I'm sure your thoughts would be more so."

His opinion of me was so skewed sometimes and I all I could do was smile and shake my head at him.

We pulled up in front of La Bella Italia a little while later. The last time we were here had been after Edward had saved me from being assaulted by a bunch of drunks on a darkened street. It was in sharp contrast to the happy almost giddy feeling I felt being with him now. Now I knew what he was and he was mine. I felt like I was floating.

I waited for Edward to open my door for me. It had felt a little uncomfortable at first but I saw how upset it made him for me to open and close my own doors so I relented and allowed him to do it for me now. I didn't care one way or the other and it was a small concession to make him happy.

We walked to the front door and Edward held it open for me to go inside. I stepped up to the podium and was relieved to see that there was a man standing there instead of the blonde that had ogled him last time.

The host was looking at me when we came in but I really didn't notice him. Edward stepped up to the podium and spoke.

"Two for Cullen." He said. His voice was low and I could hear the menace in it. I didn't understand it and made a note to ask him about it when we sat down.

The host looked at Edward quickly and I noticed a touch of fear in his expression. Most people were vaguely disturbed by the Cullens without knowing why. I knew why but had never felt uneasy in their presence.

"R-right this way please." The host said and gestured for us to follow him. We weaved our way through the tables and Edward kept his hand on the small of my back. I felt how rigidly he held himself next to me. I looked up and saw that his jaw was clenched and his lips pressed into a hard line.

I looked up at him and caught his eye. His eyes softened a little but he just shook his head and nodded towards the host who had stopped at a table in the back. I realized that whatever the host had been thinking had angered him. I wondered briefly it was about me but then could not help my smile. Edward was always so jealous when he had no cause to be. It was very sweet.

We made it to the table and sat down. The host stared at me as he spoke to the both of us.

"Your wait person will be out soon to take your order. Have a good meal."

"Thank you." Edward said curtly. His narrowed gaze followed the progress of the host and I could not help but laugh at his expression.

"What?" He said, bemused.

"The look on your face. You look like you want to dismember him or something." I said, laughing.

"Humph. Well you did not have to hear what he was thinking about you. You would not be laughing then." He said irritably.

I giggled at how put out he was.

"It is just funny being on this side of things. Usually I have to sit back and watch as every female in a fifty foot radius ogles you."

His eyes went very soft as he looked at me and smiled.

"I only have eyes for you though. I don't even notice anymore. Especially when you are with me."

Well if that was not most adorable thing ever I didn't know what was. I laughed.

"Edward Cullen you have officially cornered the market on 'sweetest-things-to-say-to-your-date'."

Out waiter arrived then and Edward visibly tensed when he was talking to us. I had to assume that he was hearing something he didn't like again. I watched several emotions roll across his face. Anger, disbelief, incredulity and finally exasperation. He rolled his eyes and looked at me.

"Bella, are you ready to order?" He asked quietly.

I looked up from the menu in front of me, already knowing what I was going to order. If we were going to recreate our "date" we were going to do it all the way.

"If we are going to do this right I am going to order the mushroom ravioli. We can share it like we did last time." I was laughing on the inside at the thought of Edward "sharing" my human food. Lately we had been ordering one entrée and two plates to give the illusion that he was eating too.

"Two Cokes and one order of mushroom ravioli please. With two plates." He said to the waiter. The waiter seemed not to hear him so Edward cleared his throat impatiently, drawing the waiters attention.

"O-oh yes, of course. I'll have that right out." Then he turned and walked away.

We discussed the concert while we waited for "our" food. When it arrived I carefully placed a tiny portion on Edward's plate and handed it to him. He spent the rest of the meal pushing it around his plate, giving the illusion of eating.

I looked up at him. "So…tell me more about your younger days. What was it like to live through the thirties and forties and fifties?" I was eager to know everything about him.

Edward began to talk. He told me of people that he had met and places that he had gone. I watched him as he spoke. His whole body seemed to come alive when he was telling a story. His eyes would sparkle, he would gesture with his long graceful fingers and he would lean forward during particular interesting parts.

I decided after his first story that I would begin my "seduction plan". I waited until he began to speak before sliding a finger slowly up and down my neck. I was gratified when his eyes zeroed in on the movement. He continued to speak but I could see that I had his attention. I continued my motions with an absentminded air, nodding appropriately or asking questions about his previous life.

I ran my fingertips across my collarbone and then into the hollow of my throat. Edward's eyes darkened from golden to topaz as he watched my fingers. Alice was right; this was easy. I could see that my actions had a marked effect on him and I didn't feel sluttish or obvious. Alice was a genius. Edward was spellbound by the movements of my fingers.

I continued to touch myself like Alice had instructed. I watched Edward's eyes. When they became too dark I would stop my movements. I would take a drink or eat a mouthful or just sit quietly and listen to his stories until his eyes returned to normal. Each time it took a little longer for them to fade back to gold until finally would only lighten back to a smoky topaz.

Edward was mesmerized. I could tell. His eyes followed the paths of my fingers and I could see his fingers clench and unclench on the table as he spoke. He did not seem to be aware of it.

When the waiter brought our check Edward's eyes were almost completely black and stayed that way. He took the folder from the waiter and thrust some money inside.

"No change." He said curtly.

He stood up and held my chair for me before leading me out of the restaurant. He did not rush me but I could feel the impatience in him. He did not even acknowledge the waiter or the host as we walked out the door.

We made our way to the Volvo and I stood by the door, waiting for Edward to open it for me.

He didn't.

Instead he turned me until my back rested against the door and he placed a hand on either side of me, creating a circle with his arms. I opened my mouth to speak but did not get a word out before his lips crashed into mine.

His lips were so cold and smooth against mine and I loved the way they moved with mine. I reached up and threaded my fingers into his silky hair and ran my nails across his scalp. I felt a vibration in my chest and realized that it was coming from Edward. He was purring like a big cat, like a lion. It was so erotic and I pressed my lips harder to his in response. He dipped his head down and kissed me beneath my ear, causing a shiver to dance up my spine. His cool tongue traced a line up my neck and I could not help but to sigh his name.

He raised his head and kissed me again while his smooth thumbs moved back and forth across my collarbones.

I was vaguely aware of loud voices behind Edward but he must have heard them clearer than I because he raised his head. I was pressed back against the car with the entire length of Edward's body pressed into mine. He stepped back and my knees gave out. He reached out and steadied me before pressing his forehead to mine. We both were trying to catch our breath.

"Wow." It was the only coherent thought I could make.

"Mmm-hmm."

Apparently Edward was having the same incoherency problems because that is all he said for a moment. I felt the flush in my cheeks and Edward ran the back of his fingers down my cheeks.

"I could watch you blush forever." He said softly.

"If you keep kissing me like that you might get your wish." I replied, laughing softly.

"Hmmm, the idea has its merits." He said before bending to brush his lips against mine.

He reached behind me opened the door then helped me inside.

Stage One Complete, I thought.

We drove back to the house, talking quietly. I was amazed, though perhaps I shouldn't have been, at how well Alice's plan had worked. Now I had to put on those pajamas and then somehow convince Edward to touch me in a place that he had never touched me before. Simple. Yeah right.

When we pulled up into the garage and walked into the house I realized that it was much quieter than usual.

"Where is everyone?" I asked. The house seemed empty.

"I believe that they all went hunting."

"Oh, so it is just you and me?" I asked. I was very happy to hear that. I could not see myself being able to pull off what I wanted to do with six pairs of vampire ears listening in.

"Yes. Would you like to watch a movie or something before going to sleep?" He asked. I thought about the rest of the "plan" and was suddenly inspired.

"Sure, but can we watch on the TV in your room? I don't want to nod off downstairs." I hoped that sounded plausible enough to him. It was true. I didn't want to fall asleep tonight without at least trying to do what I had planned.

"Of course. Why don't I pick the movie and you can go upstairs and change into something more comfortable. Call me when you are ready." He agreed like I hoped he would.

"Alright. See you in a minute then." I had to stand on my tiptoes, even in the heels, to reach his mouth and I kissed him before walking upstairs.

When I reached his bedroom I leaned against the back of the door for a moment and took a very deep breath. I was nervous but determined.

I pushed away from the door and walked over to the top drawer of Edward's dresser. Alice had left the blue pajamas right where she said she would and I quickly stripped out of my dress and put them on. I pulled what seemed like a thousand hairpins from my hair and ran my fingers through it. It curled around my shoulders attractively. I turned of the bedside lamp and turned the overhead light off, propping myself up against the headboard.

I called down to Edward to let him know that I was changed and before I could even close my mouth he was at the door.

Frozen.

That was the only word I could find to describe his posture. Only his eyes were mobile, raking me from head to toe. I watched as his eyes darkened. He seemed to unthaw and moved to his closet, stepping out seconds later in a white t-shirt and blue plaid pajama pants. The t-shirt pulled across his chest and I could see the outline of his pecs in it. Yum.

He put the movie in and sat down on the bed next to me. I turned my body into his, placing one hand on his stomach and the other around his back. I laid my leg in between the both of his and put my head on his shoulder.

The movie began playing but I have no idea what it was. Edward wrapped an arm around me and put his hand on the small of my back. I froze for a tiny portion of a second at the coldness of it but relaxed almost immediately. I loved the feel of his hand on my skin.

He began moving his fingers around, drawing intricate patterns on the skin of my lower back. I allowed my fingers to mimic his and traced small circles on his stomach through his shirt. I was fascinated by his abs as they clenched and unclenched beneath my fingertips.

I chanced a glimpse at him and he was staring at me intently. His eyes drifted to my lips and he bent and pressed his lips to mine.

Kissing Edward was magical. His lips, so cool and hard were so gentle against mine. He tasted like honey and cinnamon and Edward. His icy tongue stroked my bottom lip and I opened my mouth and sucked his bottom lip into my mouth, allowing my teeth to nibble on it. Edward responded instantly, sliding his fingers into my hair and turning his body more fully into mine. He held me by the back of the head, gently but firmly and I curled my arms around his neck. I pressed myself into him and tunneled my hands into his hair, grasping and pulling. I kept a firm grip on him as I pulled myself backwards to lie on my back. Edward moved with me without hesitation, half covering my body with his.

I pulled one hand out from his glorious hair and ran my fingers up and down his back. Daringly I slipped my hand underneath his shirt and drew my fingers up and down his spine. His muscles moved under my hands and I felt tiny shivers move through him.

He pulled his lips from mine and kissed my neck. I moved my head to the side to allow him better access and he traced a line with his mouth up and down my neck. His cool hands moved to my shoulders and his thumbs worked back and forth across my collarbones.

His lips grazed my ear and I whispered his name. I shivered when his tongue slipped out to flick across my earlobe.

Now or never I thought. Edward kissed me right below my ear and I reached up and took his hand in mine. He did not seem to notice what I was doing as I moved his hand downward to rest on my breast.

Edward stopped what he was doing and raised his head. His expression mirrored surprise at where his hand was located then his eyes flickered to mine. Uncertainty and desire were warring in his expression and I smiled at him in encouragement. I nodded to him to let him know that it was alright and he hesitantly curled his fingers around my breast. The feeling was so amazing that I arched my back into his hand and felt my nipple grow taut. Edward felt it too and gasped.

"It's okay Edward, you can do this." I whispered to him. I knew he wanted this as much as I did but was still uncertain.

"Bella, I-I-don't want to hurt you." He whispered back, still struggling against his desires.

"You won't Edward. I'll show you what to do, how to touch me. It's okay. Please, just touch me." I said. He looked at me and I saw him come to a decision.

He nodded his head slowly and I smiled brilliantly at him.

I wrapped my hand around his and closed them over my breast, showing him just how much pressure he could exert without hurting me. He watched with an adorable sense of wonder on his face.

I released his hand to allow him to touch me as he wished. His long fingers shaped and moved my breast in his hand, sending shivers up and down my spine. His cool hard thumb slid over my nipple and the sensation was so strong I hissed and moved deeper into his hand. I threw my head back and closed my eyes. I had never felt anything like it. He slid his thumb over me again but this time he took my nipple between his fingers and pinched it slightly. A moan escaped me and before I could recover he dipped his head and took my taut peak into his mouth.

I thought I was going to die. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. My whole body arched off the bed and my hands fisted in his hair, trapping him against me. He continued to torment me with pleasure at my breast and I was vaguely aware of his hand slipping down my side and up underneath my top. His wintry fingers drew circles on my stomach and then moved higher until they cupped my breast. His elegant fingers moved over my naked breast, massaging and kneading as his mouth continued to move on my nipple.

Boldness overtook me and I released his hair and tugged upwards on the hem of my pajamas. Edward lifted his head and looked at me, a question in his eyes. I nodded to him and he pulled his hand from beneath my top and reached down to help me pull it over my head. He tossed it to the side and looked down at me.

I would have felt self-conscious at this moment if not for the complete love and adoration and wonder that I saw sparkling in his eyes.

He was staring at me like I was a rare treasure and I had never felt more beautiful, more loved than in that moment.

He looked up to see me watching him and I reached for his shirt. If I was topless than he would be too.

"It's only fair." I said, giggling. Where had this bold Bella come from? I thought. Well as long as she was here she should have some play time too.

He sat up from me and pulled his shirt off. I was fascinated by the ripples in his muscles as he moved. He was the perfect specimen of manhood. Taut chest, six pack abs, defined biceps. I could stare at him all day. But right now I wanted to do more than just stare.

He sat back on his heels, watching me and I sat up and adopted the same posture.

I reached out and ran my hands across the hard lines of his shoulders, reveling in the smooth texture. I drew my fingers down his arms and wrapped my fingers around his biceps and forearms. I retraced my path and drew my open hands down his chest, feeling the hard outline of his pecs and the rippling lines of his abs. I looked up at him to see his eyes closed in pleasure for a moment before they opened to stare at me in passion and wonder.

His hands followed the same paths on my body that mine had traced on his. His cool hands floated across my shoulders and down my arms before gliding back up and moving down my chest. They stopped at my breasts and he held them both in his hands, squeezing gently like I had shown him.

I was almost overwhelmed by the feeling and I threw my head back, which pressed my breasts farther into his touch. He bent down to kiss my neck as he continued to fondle me gently. Then his lips made a path lower until his icy mouth covered my nipple.

I swear I almost collapsed from the feeling of his tongue on my nipple. My skin tingled and I felt my breath coming in sharp pants. He nipped and sucked on my tender skin before switching to my other breast and repeating his actions. I felt him gently pushing me down on the bed and I lay back down willingly. His mouth never left my skin and I gripped his shoulders and dug my nails into his skin.

"Oh Edward." I said breathlessly.

He lifted his head from my skin and slid his body upwards to kiss me. His tongue darted out and traced my lips and I could not resist the impulse to touch my tongue to his.

He froze for a moment at the contact.

"Bella, be careful." He said softly. I knew he was worried about how his venom would affect me but considering how much he had used his tongue on me I was not worried.

"It's okay Edward. It tingles a little but that's all. I think it will be okay." I replied. He looked hesitant for a moment before he bent and kissed me again. Our tongues met and danced and I could not believe that I had been missing out on this all this time. He plunged into my mouth and our tongues moved together.

His hands moved up and down my body, seemingly of their own accord. They would stop frequently on my breasts, stroking softly. I copied his actions, allowing my hands to wander across his chest and shoulders. My hand dipped down to his chest and acting on impulse I pinched his hard nipple between my fingers.

It seemed to electrify Edward. He pressed his mouth more urgently to mine and his hands stroked my breasts more firmly, though still not enough to hurt me. I ran my hands up and down his back and raked my nails gently across his skin. He responded with that same lion-like purr and I pressed myself against him, needing him as close to my skin as possible.

Edward wrapped his arms around my back, one hand holding the nape of my neck and the other reaching down to grab my butt. He pulled me tight into his body and for the first time I could really feel how aroused he was. Wow. I could only whimper in pleasure as I felt his body pulse against mine.

I felt Edward freeze for a brief second before slowly pressing me back down into the bed. His arms came from around my back and moved to hover over my breasts. He kissed me in a more gentle way and his fingers were whispers against my skin. He drew his head back and rested his forehead against mine.

"Bella." He said in a husky voice. "We have to stop. I think I have pushed my control as far as I dare to tonight."

Alice had told me that he would stop, that he would pull away and I was grateful for how much he had let go.

I nodded, feeling the brush of his skin against my forehead. "I understand. Thank you." I whispered.

He pulled away from me slightly, looking surprised. "Thank me? I should be the one thanking you." He laughed softly. "Thank you for your trust in me." He lowered his head and brushed a tender kiss on my lips.

"Well thank you for trusting yourself. I knew you could do it." I grinned at him and he groaned aloud and pressed his face into my neck.

"I swear you will be the death of me, Bella." He said, kissing me.

I laughed and he moved away from me then and retrieved my top. Even after all we had just done I was a little embarrassed and put my shirt on quickly. Fortunately Edward did not have the same qualms and left his lying on the floor where he had tossed it.

He got back into bed with me and I moved underneath the blanket before curling back into him. He laughed when I let out a huge yawn.

"Ok, sleep time for the human." He said in amusement.

"I love you Edward Cullen."

"I love you Bella Swan."

Stage Two Complete.