DISCLAIMER: I am not Stephenie Meyer, nor do I own any of the Twilight characters. The plot is mine, but that is all.

BPOV:

Sunday Morning:

I sighed, turning my car off. Edward still hadn't called and I even got over myself and called him. I even left a damn message and still nothing. How was I supposed to face him this morning?

I got out of my car and walked into the diner. I saw Emmett and Rosalie sitting in a booth in the back. They were talking, laughing. Rosalie was playing with her hair, a huge smile on her face. Was she flirting? I casually walked over to the table.

"Hey Bella!" they rang in perfect unison.

"Good morning you two," I responded.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and whipped my head back to see who it was and there he was standing right behind me in all his glory. His hair messy, his face unshaven, dressed in his light blue scrubs. His piercing green eyes glittering in the light, a small smile escaped his lips when our eyes met.

He's going to be the death of me.

No! I was mad at him. He left me, after that amazing kiss, with no phone call, no message. I wasn't going to let myself do this. He can't think I'm just going to sign my heart away to him. Dammit he was going to work for it.

"Emmett, Rose, Bella. Morning," he said with a smile taking a seat next to me. I scooted my chair farther away from him and smiled, rolling my eyes in the process.

"Um, are we missing something?" Rosalie questioned.

"Yeah, what gives you two? I can practically cut the tension between you two, with a knife!" Emmett exclaimed as he picked up his butter knife from the table cutting the space in between Edward and I.

Only Emmett would manage to lighten the mood with a knife.

"Em put the knife down, honey," Rosalie said as she pried the knife out of Emmett's hand, patting him lightly on the arm.

A small chuckle escaped my lips as I looked at Edward, then to Emmett and Rosalie. I opened my mouth to speak but he beat me to it.

"We're fine. Everything's fine. Right Bells?" he said throwing me that crooked smile. Was he trying to dazzle me? That damn dazzling crap the five of us always gave him a hard time about, he was using it on me. Edward Cullen was trying to dazzle me!

"Yeah just fine, Edward, just peachy," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"Well, whatever it is you two need to get over yourselves and grow up," Rosalie said.

EPOV:

Breakfast was…eventful to say the least. I'll admit when I first showed up at the diner I didn't know what to expect. I hadn't called Bella since I last talked to her when I left her house Thursday morning. To tell you the truth I was scared, nervous. All these feelings were new to me. I didn't know how to feel. I was supposed to be stressing out about my upcoming divorce and here I was falling for my best friend.

When I first saw her this morning, she whipped her head back causing her brown hair to flip to the side was something straight out of a movie. And that smile she gave me, granted it was all out of sarcasm, was amazing. I knew she was upset. I could tell you that much. After I didn't answer her call and heard the message she left me I knew I was in for trouble if I wanted whatever we had to work.

We were all saying our goodbyes after breakfast and I knew had to use this time to talk to her. Everyone was getting into their respected cars and I had to stop her. I ran over to her car and grabbed her wrist before she could even open the door.

"What the hell, Edward, you're going to hurt me," she exclaimed and I released the grip I had on her wrist.

"Bella we need to talk..." I told her.

"About what? About how you show up at my house, kiss me, convince me to let things happen, to take baby steps, but dam,n Edward I didn't think you meant this slow. I knew I shouldn't have let anything happen, I knew this would happen. You're my best friend and we've ruined it with a stupid kiss..." she cried.

Stupid kiss? Was that what she thought of it? I thought.

"Bella, you're being absurd. It's not even like that. Nothing has changed," I added.

"Oh really? Then why is it that before anything happened you would call me more, you would actually pick up when I called you. You would at least call back."

"I was afraid," I confessed.

"Afraid? Really, Edward?" she hissed.

"Yes. The past few days have been pure torture for me. Ever since I left your house all I could do was think about you. To be honest it scared me. I didn't know where all this emotion, this feeling was coming from. All I wanted to do was drive to your house, hold you in my arms and kiss you like there was no tomorrow. We've always had this deeper relationship, Bella. You understand me, and I understand you. You're my best friend and I'm not supposed to be thinking about my best friend the way I'm thinking about you. I'm not supposed to want to drop everything I'm doing to be with you. In some strange, alternate universe you make me feel whole."

There I said it.

I admitted the fact I was scared and confused. I admitted that the one person in my life that made me whole was not my wife, but my best friend. I'm not sure I should've laid myself out there in the open like that, but she needed to know. I wasn't about to lie to her like that.

I looked her straight in the eyes as she glared at me. She was quiet, that wasn't a good sign was it. I was stupid, I shouldn't have said all of that.

"Bella…" I whispered tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"I'm sorry Edward," she muttered.

"Why?" I questioned.

"For making you feel that way."

"Don't be..." I assured her.

"But the thing is, I want to be mad at you. I feel like a teenager in high school again, upset because my crush told me he'd call me and never did. I hate the way that in a matter of a few short hours my life changed, all because of one simple kiss. I haven't been able to get you out of my head either, Edward. It scares me, but there's nothing I can do to suppress these feelings, believe me I've tried. I don't know what to do. All I know is that I'm not going to sit here allowing you to string me a long like some dog on a leash," she explained.

"Bella, I would never do that." I promised her.

"That's what it felt like when you didn't call, when you didn't answer my call or even call me back. I felt like the regretted one night stand. I'm not going to do this if that's how it's going to be," she said as she took my hand in hers.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you, Bella, it's just there's so much going on in my life that I don't know what's what anymore. I want to see where this is going to go, I really do, Bella. I think there's something really going for us," I said.

"Then stop being an ass and call me, answer my phone calls," she spat back.

"Done..." I whispered.

With that said I pulled her into my arms. Her head rested lightly on my chest as I kissed the crown of her head softly.

"Edward?" she murmured.

"Yes?"

"Why don't you come over later? Go home change, shower and come by. I've got to pick Leilah up from my dad's. She would love to see you. We can rent a movie or something. I feel like I've been away from you for far too long," she said with a smile as she lifted her head off my chest.

"I'd love to Bella..." I said.

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