A/N: Twilight and all its characters belong to the great Stephenie Meyer. I just use them to my imagination.

I want to give props to my amazing beta Aurora18. She's AWESOME.

This story is rated M for Language, Possible Violence, Sexual content, and Adult Situations.

In this story the relationship between E/B will move forward kind of quickly, because in my Twilight mind they are soul mates who don't want to waste time and recognize their other halves.

Finally a new chapter! This one's a little longer than the first two. I hope you like it.

CHAPTER THREE

BPOV

"Ok, let me show you around," Edward began to lead me around the downstairs area of the cabin.

He continued, "Ok so you've seen the kitchen. This way to the right is the formal living area."

He led me to an area with beautiful vaulted ceilings and floor to ceiling windows on the back wall that faced a lovely stream surrounded by wild flowers. The room was furnished to be more modern with neutral colors. It had a huge brown suede sofa, with a matching love-seat, a huge round ottoman, and a large coffee table against the side wall with a crystal center piece that was shaped like a tree.

The whole house had hardwood floors, there were some nature paintings on the wall that looked like they were picked because of how beautiful they were and how they fit the room, and not just to take up space like those printed blots of paint you find in cheap motels, these paintings looked very expensive.

As I followed behind him, I tried not to look at his firm and toned ass. I never thought guys could have nice butts, but his made me want to take a bite out of it. I instantly flushed at the thought.

Bad Bella

What was going on with me? I never really took notice of things like that before. Don't get me wrong, I noticed how handsome Jacob was and the girls that fawned over him had only proved my point, I just hadn't been attracted to him sexually.

When I looked at Edward he made me picture the two of us in all these romantic and erotic situations. Just picturing his large strong hands on my body and his lips against my neck made me shiver.

"Are you cold Bella?" Edward's concerned voice brought me back to the present, and I blushed in embarrassment when I realized that I had zoned out and hadn't been paying attention to our little tour.

"I…no…I'm fine Edward. I just felt a small breeze," I stuttered out trying to think quickly, but was failing miserably.

He looked at me like I was a little nuts, but if he knew what I was thinking about he would probably stay far, far away.

Don't be stupid Bella.

A gorgeous creature like him could never be interested in someone like me.

"Um…Ok. Are you sure? I can turn up the heat."

"Yes I'm sure, thank you Edward.

We continued the tour of the house, with him showing me the main living room, which was bright and colorful with the same vaulted ceilings and floor to ceiling windows. The walls were painted a custard color and a dark blue, the room was filled with two large red sofas and was covered in striped throw pillows, a love seat, two huge bean bag chairs, another large wooden coffee table, and a massive plasma flat screen TV. Next to the TV was what I thought was a large book case, but up close I realized it was filled with DVDs.

"Wow, Edward that's some collection."

"Thanks. I love movies so I buy them as soon as they're released."

Next, he walked toward me and grabbed my hand to lead me upstairs; I took his without thinking about it. It seemed so natural and I felt that same current run through me, it felt like my body was humming. Edward looked down at our entwined hands, then back and me and I realized that he felt it too. He gave me that sexy crooked smile and grinned back at him.

When we reached the top of the stairs we entered the hallway and I saw that the left side was lined with wooden doors. He showed me the first room which was all white except for the walls, the bedding, the dresser, and the night stand were all an off-white color but the walls were painted a light blue color. Then he showed me the hall bathroom that was decorated in beautiful soft gold tones.

The other three bedrooms had pretty much the same layout but they were all painted different colors; one room was a midnight blue with the walls being a dark silver color. The third room was hunter green with the walls painted a beige color. The forth and last room on the left side of the hall was red with the wall being a dark maroon color.

The whole effect was quite astounding.

Throughout the entirety of my tour upstairs, Edward kept rubbing his thumb back and forth across the back of my hand and he never let go. It felt amazing. He would maneuver around me and the furnishings in such a way so that he wouldn't have to let go of my hand. This made me pretty happy because I didn't want to let go of his either.

Next, we moved to the only door on the right side of the hall. Edward looked a little nervous all of a sudden.

He exhaled slowly then told me in an even tone, "This is my room."

He pushed the door open and I stepped in.

It was huge.

His room took up the whole right side of the house. It was the size of all the four bedrooms on the left put together, and it was decorated in black and silver tones. There was a huge king size bed covered in black and silver bedding and tons of pillows against the back wall to the right of the room. The bed itself was made of a dark cherry wood with a matching chestier drawer and dresser on the far right wall, and coordinating night stands, of course. Also, on top of the night stands on each side stood artistic chrome lamps, in the front right corner stood a chrome and glass style desk with a Mac touch screen desk top computer.

The man liked his luxury that was for sure.

Toward the left hand side of the room closest to the door was what looked like a cross between a library and a living space. Two walls were covered in floor to ceiling bookcases that were filled with books. On one side of one book case were smaller shelves filled with music, in front of the bookcases were a love seat and a large pillowed chair, both were white. In the center there was a plush cream colored rug with a small glass table on top of it.

"Oh my God…Edward! This is gorgeous. It's like my dream room; I would live in this room if I could."

He muttered something that sounded a lot like, "as long as I can live in here with you."

But I couldn't be sure.

"Yep, this is my room. I love it in here…this is my sanctuary," he said to me.

"I can definitely see why."

"Wait until you see the bathroom," he said with a smile on his face.

He opened the bathroom door and it was awesome. It was all made of black and white marble. There was a huge Jacuzzi tub in the center of the bathroom with a walk in shower in the far corner. The shower didn't have a door; I blushed at the thought of us sharing that shower. To my right were matching his and her sinks, suddenly I could picture us waking up together in the mornings and using the sinks at the same time.

Very Mr. and Mrs. Smith like.

Without the killing and the secret missions, but I'd totally capitalize on the really great sex.

Shit, what is wrong with me? I never think about sex. I've barely given dating any thought let alone hitting a home run. I need to slow my thoughts down. I was getting way ahead of myself, there were things I needed to do before I even thought about that.

Like maybe waiting to see if he's even interested in me first.

So far it seems like he may be interested, but there is no way someone as attractive as Edward would be single.

But why would he be holding my hand if he wasn't…?

"I'm guessing that look means you like it," he interrupted my reverie.

"Yes, it's just as beautiful as the rest of your house. That bathtub is calling to me."

He laughed at that. "Well, have you decided which one of the rooms you want to stay in?" He asked still laughing

"I would like to stay in the blue room, I love the blue tones. It reminds me of the beach not too far from where I used to live."

"Where are you from Bella?"

"Forks; it's about four hours west of here near Port Angeles."

"Oh, I've been through there before. It's a quaint little town."

There was a comfortable pause for a moment. Then I thought I'd asked him the question that's been on my mind since we first met.

"Edward, can I ask you a question, well two questions actually?"

"You can ask me anything Bella," he responded softly while grabbing both of my hands, one hand in each of his. He continued with the thumb rubbing and it was a little distracting but I loved it none the less.

"Do you have a girlfriend? I mean won't she mind me staying here alone with you?"

He just grinned at me for a moment before answering, "No Bella, I am single and unattached. Will your boyfriend mind?" He looked like he really dreaded my answer though I was unsure why.

"Don't have one." I smiled back at him and he looked utterly relieved to hear that.

He just shook his head slightly and smiled.

"My next question is 'What's your last name?' If I am going to be staying with you for the foreseeable future, I think it's important that I know."

He looked a little uncomfortable and hesitant to answer for a second. He scratched the back of his neck and answered in a low nervous voice.

"Cullen."

I didn't get why he was so nervous to tell me. I looked at him strangely. "Ok….well mine is Swan."

He must have been holding his breath but I seemed to have given him an acceptable answer so he gave me a small tentative small and muttered, "Beautiful Swan."

I giggled at that. "You're really sweet Edward," I commented as I reached up to gently cup his cheek in the palm of my hand. He pressed his face into my palm, and then turned his head slightly to place a kiss in the center of it.

My breath hitched at that but I kept my hand there. After a second he reached up to place his large warm hand on top of mine while continuing to nudge his face into my palm and smiled at me.

I'm sure I looked like a mental patient with the way I was smiling back at him. It was all teeth and my cheeks began to hurt, but I didn't care. This precious moment was so worth it.

After a while he grabbed my hand and kept hold of it and finally spoke, "Why don't you go get settled in while I try to find us some dinner, huh?"

I just nodded and started walking toward the door. After he led me back to the blue 'Twilight Room' which was what I'd named it, he let go my hand with one more indecipherable look back at me and walked down the stairs.

I grabbed my luggage from where it had been sitting at the end of the hall and proceeded into the room. I unpacked my duffel bag and placed my clothing in the drawers, then emptied my toiletry bag on the bathroom counter. The bathroom was just as beautiful as the room with its matching colors, and in the back left corner lay a claw foot bathtub. I always pictured taking a bath in one of those when I read Pride and Prejudice. I couldn't wait to use it.

After making sure everything was in its place I walked back downstairs. I didn't see Edward in the living area so I decided to try the kitchen, and that's exactly where I found him.

"Hey", I said a little breathlessly when I noticed he had rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

Why did he have to be so damn sexy?

"Hey. I didn't know what you'd like so I haven't started anything. Is there anything in particular you fancy?"

Where to start…

"Well, actually I was wondering if you would let me do the cooking. I'm just dying to use all your fancy appliances, and I really love to cook. Your whole house is a dream, but your kitchen is heaven."

He laughed when I said that. "Wow, and you can cook. Bella you might just be my dream woman." I giggled when he said that, because I knew he was my dream guy. He was sweet, affectionate, articulate, generous, well read, and not to mention gorgeous beyond belief. "Be my guest and make anything you'd like. The fridge and cabinets are fully stocked so have at it. I'm excited to see what you come up with."

I walked up to him, placed my hands on his shoulders, turned him around, and gently pushed him out the kitchen. "You go ahead and relax. When I'm done I'm sure you'll be amazed and never want me to leave."

He continued walking away while mumbling. It sounded a lot like, "I already don't want you leave," but I wasn't sure I was meant to hear that.

I just smiled to myself and went to the fridge to see what he had in stock. Eventually, I found a few steaks and some mushrooms and came up with an idea. I decided to make sautéed steak with a mushroom and white wine sauce, then for sides I wanted to make mashed potatoes and steamed buttered vegetables. I thought he'd love it. My dad always said how much he loved it when I made anything with steak.

Apparently steak is the way to a man's heart, according to Renee. Who woulda thunk it? Another Renee-ism.

According to some of the girls I went to school with, they swore that vaginas and blowjobs were.

We shall see.

Shaking the thought away, I set out two plates for us and poured two glasses of wine. After making sure everything looked good enough I set everything out on the table and let Edward know dinner was ready.

"Wow…Bella this looks amazing."

"Thanks. I opened a bottle of your wine, I hope you don't mind?" Suddenly I was nervous, what if he was saving it for a special occasion.

"No not at all Bella this looks great."

Phew

We dug right in after that and once Edward had taken the first bite, I heard him moan, and I swear my girly parts tingled.

"Mmhhmm…..Bella this is incredible. How did you learn how to cook so well?"

"Well, growing up with my mom, she didn't really know how to cook, she would experiment but the meals she made were barely edible.

"So I just kind of taught myself and starting doing all the cooking when I got old enough. Then when I moved in with my dad Charlie, he never cooked for himself. He'd rather go to the nearest diner and eat there. I knew it was unhealthy so I made him a deal. I would make dinner every night, and then on Friday nights we'd eat out."

I continued, "It worked out really well."

He just gave me one of his signature crooked smiles and said, "Yeah, it did."

After that we ate in relative silence, but it was so comfortable. When we'd both finished our meals Edward insisted on doing the cleaning. While he washed I dried. We made a great team.

"So beautiful Bella, what do you want to do now?"

Have I mentioned that it feels really good to hear him call me that?

"Um…not sure. What did you have in mind?"

"Well, we could watch a movie over a bucket of popcorn and candy," he replied excitedly.

I giggled lightly at his child like exuberance, "Sure that sounds good. Why don't we get comfortable and meet in the main living area in ten minutes?"

"Sounds good, see ya in ten."

We both headed upstairs and into our separate rooms. I pulled out the drawer to locate my pajamas and decided to wear my pajama short set. The top was a short sleeved button up and it was black with white polka dots from Victoria's Secret. I loved it and it made me feel sexy. I stripped down to nothing but my purple bikini style panties and put my pajamas on. I went to the bathroom, washed my face, brushed my teeth, and tousled my hair a bit.

That'll have to do.

On the way out I threw on my Sponge Bob ankle socks and applied a little strawberry chap stick, because I hate having dry lips, and made my way back down to the main living room. But when I got there I was not prepared for what I saw.

There stood Edward in all his manly glory in grey pajama bottoms that hung low on his hips, a black tank top, and bare feet.

You know; the type of tank tops that 50 Cent wears? Don't ask me how I know that.

And Edward's feet are just as nice as his hands. This man has no flaws.

The only coherent thought I had after that was…..FUCK I'm in trouble!

I soon noticed Edward seemed to be having the same problem. His eyes raked over my body and there was lust clear in his handsome features.

This was definitely going to be a long night.

Edward cleared his throat while attempting to hide his obvious arousal. I was beginning to get turned on just by looking at the bulge in his sleep pants. "Um…wow Bella. You look really se-…ah I mean you look really comfortable."

My face flushed of course. Edward decided to change the subject. "So, I was thinking we could start of watching Anchor Man unless you'd prefer something different?"

"Are you kidding? I love Will Ferrell; he's hilarious."

Edward agreed, "Yeah he's one of my favorites." He put the movie in while I went to get comfy on the huge red couch; I sat in the center with my feet tucked underneath me. When the movie started, he came to sit on my left side and leaned toward the arm of the couch with his legs hanging close to mine. I forced myself to focus on the screen, because his close proximity was doing all kinds of delicious things to my body.

I was so distracted that I didn't even notice the junk food littering the table until Edward reached forward to pick at the bucket of popcorn. He offered it to me, but I was only able to eat a few kernels due to the butterflies in my stomach.

After a small moment he stretched his arm down the back of the couch behind my head. When he did this I took it as a good sign and slowly, cautiously leaned into him.

He brought his arm from the back of the couch and wrapped it around me. That made me impossibly giddy and the smile on my face didn't hide how I felt. He felt so good. I laid my head on his chest while placing my hand right over his heart. I could hear and feel the strong thumping, and it quickly turned into my very own personal lullaby.

As I began to dose off I could feel Edward kiss the top my head, bury his face in my hair, and breathe me in. I didn't mind because I did the same things to him where I was resting my head. He smelled so good. Like the fresh smell of rain and clean sandalwood; a real manly scent.

I'm not sure how much time passed, but soon Edward was gently shaking me awake while smoothing my hair back from my face, "Bella. Sweetheart, the movie's over. Why don't we get you off to bed huh?"

I looked up at him and his face was so close, his warm breath and his beautiful scent washed over me. It was the best kind of aphrodisiac.

Leaning forward very slowing, we met each other half-way and our lips touched for the first time. It was chaste and warm, slow and soft. Edward very slowly ran his tongue across my bottom lip, seeking entrance, so I slowly opened to him and ran the tip of my tongue along his.

We moaned simultaneously. The only sounds in the room were our panting breaths and the low music from the television. His taste was better than the finest desert, he was so sweet. The kiss became a little more passionate and I soon found myself straddling him with my thighs either side of his. Edward ran his right hand along my side from my thigh up to my waist with his thumb curving right below my breast, not yet touching it, while his left stayed at the nape of my neck beneath by hair.

Here I was in this intimate position with a man I barely knew, yet he didn't feel like a stranger or someone I had met off the side of the road. We had such a powerful connection. We were drawn to one another and it felt amazing, it felt right. For the first time in my life I wanted to just act on it, so I did.

I went for it and ran my right hand through his hair at the nape of his neck. The hair there was so soft, much more so than I'd expected, it was soft and fine like a baby's. After a while, well it could've been minutes or hours, we slowly ended the kiss.

As our lips continued touching, brushing back and forth one another, it was the most intimate moment of my life.

"Edward." I couldn't help but sigh, he felt so good.

He was skimming his lips back and forth across my jaw line and neck creating the best kind of goose bumps on my skin, "Mmmm…yes, Bella?" Every now and then he would place an open-mouthed kiss on the side of my neck and I involuntarily let out another small moan.

I was trying to regulate my breathing, "Nothing, I just felt like saying your name."

He chuckled softly, cupped both my cheeks in his hands while rubbing his thumbs back and forth across my cheekbones, and placed another soft peck on my lips.

"That was ok, right Bella? I don't want you to think I'm pressuring you or we're moving too fast. I just….I've wanted to do that for a while now."

"No, Edward. It was perfect. I wanted to kiss you too and it so much better than I imagined."

"Come on sweet girl, I know you're tired. Let's get you to bed." Edward stood from the couch with me still in his arms and began to walk toward the stairs, only stopping to turn off the TV and the lights in the room. I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep from falling, and buried my face in his neck. I wanted to breathe in as much of him as I could before we parted for bed.

He ascended the stairs and walked towards the 'Twilight Room' and lightly placed me on my feet. He gave me one last slow kiss, which was little bit more than chaste, and wrapped his arms around me, hugging my body to him. I still had my arms around his neck, so I stood on my tippy toes to meet him halfway.

He whispered against my lips, "Goodnight Bella."

"Goodnight Edward." We reluctantly loosened our hold on one another and with one last longing look we walked into our separate rooms. I pulled the comforter and top sheet out and climbed into bed. I buried my face in the pillows and gave a really girly girl squeal.

That night I went to sleep with a smile on my face and hoped to have pleasant dreams of Edward.

I had a feeling I would.

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