Title: Sinful Thoughts
Author: Readingmama/Vampiremama
Beta: AcrossTheSkyInStars

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. No copyright infringement is intended.

Continuity: AH/AU
Rating: M cause you never know when a lemon writes itself.

Chapter 14

BPOV

Edward and I fell into a good pattern. Renee had seemed to back off since Edward started 'dating' Charlotte. Her guilt lessened when she thought her son was happy. Edward kept his side of the charade going for a few months after I ended my fake relationship. We thought it would be too suspicious for him to break up with his girlfriend right after I broke up with my fake boyfriend.

It was still hard, trying to find time to be alone. Our physical relationship had stayed pretty much the same, and although we were both enjoying orgasms regularly, it felt like something was missing.

Renee was upset when Edward broke up with Charlotte. She had been planning on inviting her to dinner the next week as a surprise. It was one of those close calls that convinced me that God must have been on our side.

About half-way through the school year, Edward and I began looking through college brochures. Our top choice was Chicago as Edward had a strange fascination with the city and I just wanted to make sure we were far enough away that our parents wouldn't drive out for the weekend unannounced.

Edward insisted that we apply to a few places; Alaska, Texas, and Utah were on his backup list. He joked that we would be more than welcome in Utah; I gave him a well deserved smack.

We received the letters from the University of Alaska first. Edward got in and I didn't. I was cheering internally at the rejection as I didn't want to reside in the winter weather of the Northern state. The next letters to come were the ones from Chicago. We were sitting at the table when Charlie brought the mail in.

"Here you go," Charlie said as he threw us each an envelope. I looked at the return address and then up to Edward. "And Edward, you might want to contact them if you get in; they have you addressed as Edward Masen."

"Must be a typo," Edward said smoothly.

"You first," I said, holding my envelope delicately.

Edward ripped open the envelope, his eyes hungry for the answer. He couldn't stop his smile, and I knew he had gotten in. I suddenly felt very scared. I knew that Chicago was Edward's first choice and now I was the only one standing in the way of him going.

I gingerly opened my own letter and glanced down at the paper. The word 'accepted' jumped out at me and I let out a small squeal.

"We're going to Chicago!" I said hopping out of my chair.

"Congratulations kids. I guess we will have to start looking for apartments for you two." Edward and I shared a look at Charlie's comment before giving each other a high five. I wanted to throw my arms around him and kiss him, but I knew this was the acceptable reaction in front of Charlie.

The next few months had left us with a lot of preparations. We searched for over a month before we settled on an apartment. It was a fully furnished, two bedroom that was walking distance to campus. I spent my days at work fantasizing about what it was going to be like when we got there.

Edward would come home from a class and I would have dinner ready for him. He would rush into my arms, sweep the table off and make love to me on it.

Or…

Edward and I would have a quiet night in, making popcorn and watching a movie. About five minutes in he would flip me over on the couch and make love to me.

Or…

I would come home, tired from a class, and Edward would be waiting for me at the door with a rose. Once I closed the door he would throw me up against it and….well you get the picture.

Things were getting back to normal around work. After blowing Jake off and not succumbing to his threat, he was standoffish for a while. Once he realized that I wasn't going to back down, he told me that he would rather be my friend than nothing. He went so far as to apologize for his behavior. I hoped that he would find a girl that would appreciate him because he truly was a good guy.

Leading up to the last couple of weeks of Edward's senior year was hard. I was feeling excited about the future and he was feeling stressed about exams.

"What are you looking forward to the most?" I asked him. I was lying on his bed and he was sitting at his desk.

"Hmmm? I don't know?" He replied, clearly distracted.

"Come on, there must be something."

"Bella, I'm trying to concentrate here. I won't be going anywhere if I fail." His voice was curt, leaving me feeling like I had just been slapped.

"Sorry," I mumbled, getting up to leave.

"Wait," he called out, grabbing my hand and pulling me to his lap. "I shouldn't have snapped, but I really need to study here."

"I know, I'm just so excited. I feel like I'm waiting for our lives to really start."

"That's what I'm looking forward to the most," he replied softly and then kissed me on the nose. I smiled back at him and then got up to leave him alone.

We had a few more of those tiny blow-outs, but we forgave each other each time, the most important thing to both of us was being together and we knew that.

Rose and Emmett came home for Edward's graduation. It was nice to see them again. Rose was beaming as she walked up to me; I checked her ring finger instinctively.

"How are you?" She asked as she pulled me into a hug.

"Great," I replied, "and I see you are as well."

"University is so much fun Bella; you are going to have a blast. I just wish you guys were coming to Seattle with Em and I."

"Yeah, we just wanted to get away and experience something totally new," I said.

"Well you aren't going to get to do that with your brother. I've seen how protective he is of you. You are going to regret going to school with him when he scares away the first cute frat boy." I laughed, thinking about how wrong she was. Oh, Edward would most likely chase away the cute frat boys, but I knew I wouldn't be upset about it.

"He'll be too busy with the sorority girls to pay me any attention," I quipped.

"Did I hear sorority girls?" Emmett said, bounding over to us.

"Hi Emmett," I said as he pulled me into his body and then swung me around.

We had a fun evening, Emmett and Rose drove us to Port Angeles and we snuck into a karaoke bar. The highlight of the night is when Emmett lost a bet and had to sing 'Endless Love.' It wasn't the steamy night that was my grad night, but having only a few months to wait made that all right.

Emmett and Rose stayed for the summer and we had a blast having our friends back. Alice and Jasper decided to stay in California and travel around a bit for the summer. Alice wanted to go to Disneyland and Jasper wanted to see Hollywood. It was harder having some of our group back because Edward and I had to be more careful. We had very little time alone together and even less time alone together, if you know what I mean.

When we had to start packing, I was giddy, to say the least. I weeded out a lot of my clothes, and picked only a few mementos to bring with us. The only really big ticket item I was going to bring was my laptop. The apartment had a TV and DVD player, so I knew Edward would bring some movies, but other than that, we were pretty set.

Em and Rose headed back the week before we were to fly out. Our parents were spending all the time with us that they could. Renee would break out into random tears every couple of hours, crying about how she was losing both her babies at once. Charlie was more subtle about his affections, but with the number of shoulder pats Edward had been getting, I knew that he was feeling the loss as well.

I felt a bit of the loss myself. With the choice that we were making, it was only a matter of time before we would have to break off from our parents. They would ask questions sooner or later about our love lives. It would be too hard to lie to them about why we were living together in ten years. It would be easier to cut them off; the thought of it made my heart hurt.

EPOV

In case you hadn't already noticed, this is what we call a transition chapter. Nothing really happens; it is just used to skip a bunch of time. I could go into boring detail about my final year in high school or we could jump ahead to college.

Your choice….

Yeah, that's what I thought.

I threw the last of our bags in the trunk of the car. Both Bella and I had three large suitcases full, so in the attempt to make more room in the car, Charlie was staying home while Renee drove us to the airport.

I looked around and saw Charlie hugging Bella; I could tell he was whispering something to her but I couldn't hear. When he finished with her he headed over to me.

"Take care son," he said.

"I will, dad," I replied.

"You watch out for your sister."

"With my life," I replied honestly. Charlie gave a nod and then pulled me into a man-hug. Those are the ones that include a lot of back patting and are generally over in less than ten seconds.

"Come on kids, we have to get on the road," Renee called from around the other side of the car. I didn't know why I was the only one that thought Renee driving was a bad idea. She would undoubtedly cry the entire drive home; I just hoped she would make it safely.

Bella hopped into the back seat as I sat in the front. It's not something I am proud to admit, but I get car sick. You put me in the back of a car for more than twenty minutes and you'll see a repeat of my last meal. She ruffled my hair as she settled in behind me.

"Did you know that Tyler Crowley got into Yale?" Renee said about fifteen minutes into our journey. I could tell it was going to be one of those trips where the gossiper came out.

"I thought he went to a business school," Bella replied uninterested.

"He did, but then he decided he wanted to be a lawyer so he applied and was accepted. Didn't he ask you to prom Bella?"

I held back a groan. Only Renee would play matchmaker for people in two different cities. I think the real reason she was going through her list of gossip was to forget about her children leaving. The problem was, we were left under attack in the process.

"Hey, why don't we listen to some music," Bella said avoiding the question. Renee shot her a side glance but then changed the subject.

On the way to the airport, Bella and I learned more about our friends and neighbors in Forks than we ever cared to. Renee's filter was entirely gone when she spoke about affairs and gambling problems, and one Mr. Banner's drunk driving charge. I had never been so happy to see an airport in my life.

We checked in and said our goodbyes to Renee. As expected, she burst out into tears and reminded us to always wear clean underwear. It wouldn't have been so bad if half the passengers in the airport hadn't heard her.

The short flight to Seattle was uneventful, we had wanted to schedule a layover so that we could go and see Emmett and Rosalie, but it didn't work out with the timing of the flights. As we waited to board our flight in Seattle, I reached over and grabbed Bella's hand. She flinched at first but then looked over at me with a huge grin on her face.

"I guess we can do this now, right?" She said, raising our hands slightly.

"Yup," I responded.

"So then I can do this too." She pulled me to her quickly, her free hand reaching around my neck and guiding me down to her level. Her lips were sweet but the kiss was not. Bella's tongue shot into my mouth and a garbled noise left my throat.

When I pulled back, I responded, "Technically yes, but let's not get arrested for public indecency, okay?"

We relaxed into our seats on the plane; it was fairly small so there was no third seat in our row. Bella wrapped her arm in mine and leaned her head on my shoulder. I drew small circles on her hand and she giggled.

We were still involved in our own little world when the plane took off. After the seatbelt sign had been turned off, the flight attendant came around.

"I noticed you two had the same name on the passenger list, are you newlyweds?" The middle-aged woman asked.

I looked over at Bella in the window seat and her eyebrows shot up; we turned back to the lady and at the same time said, "Yes."

"Oh, I knew it!" She squealed. "Look, I'm not supposed to do this, but I'm going to get you two some champagne." Before either of us could protest, she was off down the aisle to get us our contraband.

She brought two small champagne glasses back with the airlines logo on it. She winked as she set the drinks down on the tray.

"To us," Bella said sniggering.

"May this be the first day of the rest of our lives together," I responded cordially. We clinked our glasses together and took a swig of the cheap liquor. Bella retreated into herself and I looked over at her in question.

"We'll never get this," she said. I knew she was referring to us being newlyweds.

"I know," I said, "but that won't stop me from loving you forever."

She looked up at me with such love and I placed a small kiss on her lips.

"I wish we had already had sex," she said, shocking me with her conversation change.

"What? Why?"

"Cause I kind of want to join the mile high club, but my first time is not going to be in a cramped bathroom." I laughed loudly at her comment. She surprised me every day, and that is something considering I have lived with her my whole life.

Arriving in Chicago was a little daunting, and it didn't help that we were a little buzzed from our free champagne that the flight attendant kept refilling. Once we found a cab and played Tetris with our luggage, we were on our way to the apartment.

The city was shocking compared to the small town we were used to. Neither of us had spent a lot of time in a big city and this one seemed bigger than most. We pulled up to the apartment and I paid the cab driver. Renee had made sure we had plenty just in case. I stayed with the luggage in the lobby area as Bella went to the office to retrieve our key.

We were on the second floor, but with six suitcases and two carry-on bags, we took the elevator. When we arrived on the second floor, I shoved my foot in front of the door as Bella awkwardly dragged the luggage into the hall.

"Hey, let me help you with that," a male voice called out, jogging up towards us.

"Thanks, man," I replied, able to finally let go of the elevator door. We walked down the hallway a few doors before arriving at our new apartment. I took the chance to look at the guy when Bella put the key in the lock. He was a couple inches shorter than me and had blonde hair. He looked like he could have been a jock but not one of those obnoxious frat types. "I'm Edward, by the way, and this is Bella."

"Riley," he replied, "I live right across the hall."

"Nice to meet you Riley," Bella responded as she threw the door open.

"Well, I'll let you two get settled, I'll see you around."

"Later," I replied.

I followed Bella into the apartment and took a quick look around. The living area was small but comfortable. There was a couch and recliner that faced a small TV. The coffee table was old but sturdy looking. To the left was the doorway to the kitchen and I could see from my vantage point that Bella was going to miss our luxury kitchen from back home.

"We have our own place," Bella said spinning around, "and our own neighbors."

"That we do," I said sweeping her off her feet, "and our own bed."

Bella bit her lip as I carried her into first the spare bedroom and then finally to the master bedroom. I laid her down on the bed and covered her body with mine. The simple act of leaving the door open was a far better aphrodisiac then any amount of oysters or chocolate could have been. I slipped my hand under her shirt and began the slow climb to her chest, but she stopped me and pushed me gently off her.

"I'm disgusting," she said.

"Bella, you are definitely not disgusting."

"I have airplane grime on me." I let out a sigh and resigned to letting her up. She hopped up off the bed and headed for the ensuite.

"You coming?" She asked, flicking her hair as she spun her head.

No man in the history of the world has moved as fast as I did that day.