Once inside, he slammed the door and pushed me against it. I just stared at him, with my best evil stare, and silently dared him to say the wrong thing. He approached me slowly, like a hunter approaching his prey, making me squirm. I knew he was doing it on purpose, and that only fueled the fire…and not the fire he wanted fueled. I opened my mouth to speak, but he cut me off with a kiss. For a moment, I allowed it, too engrossed with pleasure to say anything, but then suddenly, I remembered I was pissed and pushed him away from me.

"You don't get to do that anymore!" I yelled, pointing a finger at him. He arched a brow, and just stared at me. "What the hell are you doing in my apartment? And why were you at the coffee shop? And where did you get a key to my apartment?" I asked quickly, more questions were popping up, but he didn't give me a chance to ask them. He pushed me back up against the door, rougher this time, and kissed me harder. When he broke away, I just looked at him, confused, and more turned on than I remember ever being with him.

. His eyes told me there was no room for speaking, no room for anything but what he wanted. He pushed my skirt up, while I unbuttoned his pants. He ripped my underwear off of me at the same moment I pushed his pants down just far enough to suit the purpose. My eyes fluttered closed and I sighed in pleasure as he slipped inside me. Oh God, how I'd missed this. This was perfection, how it was supposed to be. It didn't matter that we weren't in a bed, or otherwise romantic area, it was romantic in our own way. The faster he went, the louder I became until all at once the orgasm shuddered through us both. I rested my head against his shoulder as he laid tender kisses along my neck and collarbone.

We stayed that way for a short time before he carried me to his bedroom, and undressed me completely. Once we were both naked, he crawled into bed, and pulled me so my back was against his chest. It was a perfect fit, just like it always was between us. We laid in silence for quite awhile, enjoying the feel of each others' bodies again. I was fighting a battle within myself. I was torn between falling asleep now, and fearing he'd be gone when I awoke, or staying awake and facing the demons that needed to be faced for good. I chose the latter, and with a heavy sigh, I turned over to face him. His eyes were closed, and he looked so peaceful albeit the dark circles under his eyes. Another piece of my heart broke away when I realized I was the cause for those dark spots. I had caused him to lose sleep, among other worse things I'm sure. I thought he was sleeping, until a slow smile spread across his face and his eyes opened.

"What?" He whispered brushing his fingertips along my jaw line. I shuddered from his touch, oh how I'd missed that. "I was just admiring your lovely features up close again, and hating myself for the rough spots that weren't there before." I whispered in return. He started to say something, but I stopped him. "Answer my questions, Edward." I demanded, tracing his face lightly. His eyes fluttered closed for a few seconds, and then he stared intently at me.

"Alice gave me the key, of course. I was at the coffee shop because I was supposed to be your date. Mike wasn't supposed to show up; I'll have to get in touch with him about that later. Alice gave me the key because she said, 'I don't trust that Newton guy, he's bad news'." I just stared at him in disbelief. I wanted to ask so many questions, but the only one that came up was, "Why?" his face showed his confusion, so I elaborated. "Why were you supposed to be my date? Why did you want to be my date?"

"Because I love you, and I don't care what you've done I need you in my life. All that time of not having you there, especially at night when I couldn't sleep, I had to force myself to stay put. I wanted so badly to come to you, but I was still hurting. I just…needed a little time to take it all in. And then after Alice came to see me, and explained a few things to me, I realized it didn't matter.

"I didn't care what you had done, I just needed you." He explained, his eyes never leaving mine. I didn't realize I was crying until he began wiping at the tears. "I'm so sorry." I cried, burying my face in his chest. "It's all right love, you're human. We all make mistakes. Look what I did, showing up at your apartment when you weren't there, drunk and expecting sex." He chuckled darkly.

I snorted. "That's apples and oranges Edward. I didn't just get drunk one night and try and fuck you, I basically cheated on you." I stated dryly. "I don't see it that way…now. You were working, and you had no attachment to them at all, so that isn't considered cheating. It doesn't matter anyways love, it's in the past. Let's leave it there okay?" He whispered, kissing me again. We fell asleep in each others' arms as we had so many times before this. Only now, it was different, better. There were no secrets between us now, and I intended to keep it that way.

a/n: thanks to everyone who reviewed, and to all of you lovely people that added my story to your favorites…I just have to say this to a certain reviewer-I certainly hope that I was able to unbreak your heart. [=Check out my newest post …title is 'A Vision and a Plan'