A/N: Hello to my lovely readers. Thanks to Susie, my coach, for correcting this chapter. This chapter is for you, hun. Thanks to my YouTube and twitter friends… And a special thanks to Rosa…for the info about La Playa del Ingles….

The characters belong to an amazing author S.M…But in MY ALL…they belong to me.

MY ALL chap.16

TELLING THE TRUTH

BELLA

Edward stayed with me all night. He didn't want to leave me. I woke up in the morning. He was still here in my bed; his arms tightly snaked around my waist, one leg tucked under mine, my head resting on his chest, my breasts pressed against his torso and my own arms wrapped around his neck. I could feel his soft breath gently blowing strands of my hair.

I was in paradise with this man, the man with whom I fell in love within the space of few days.

We talked a lot the previous night. First of all about our feelings…The intensity and the deepness of the love we had for each other. It was so fast and yet so strong. The sexual attraction that was so constantly present between the two of us, and the hard time we had concentrating on anything else, except our own physical longing and desires.

We both decided to take it slow. We both knew that we were just beginning a new relationship, and that we hardly knew each other. We had to take time to get to know each other better, before going farther in exploring our bodies, and to lose ourselves completely... heart, flesh and soul. We had to be honest and open our hearts to each other.

We ate, drank and talked…We talked a lot.

We watched the pics of the two of us on internet. And the love we felt for each other was there, in front of us on the screen; our eyes burning with passion and desire. The way Edward was looking at me, his smile so genuine and so warm.

Edward called Charlotte. She already saw the interview and the pics on you tube. She was quite surprised and a bit annoyed.

Edward told her that the love we felt for each other was a revelation for us too. That it was sudden, not at all premeditated, and in no way was he going to hide himself. He was twenty- eight years old and I was thirty-two, and he had a right to have a private life, his life including me now. He didn't care about the media and the fans. His fans, the ones he considered his true fans, would be happy for him. And the other ones…well they would have to deal with it…

Charlotte asked him if we would agree that it would be okay if she summoned the press, to talk to the media…to prevent additional rumours and avoid the paparazzi stalking us, because that would certainly be bound to happen if our love affair was not public.

He asked me if I was comfortable with that and I was, because I did not want to hide my feelings for this beautiful, charming man who was in my life now.

I called Charlie and my friends in New York, and they all knew. Even my dad, who was not one to go on the internet. He saw the pics at the police station, one of the secretaries truly impatient to show him, that his daughter was photographed with one of the sexiest men on the planet. He told me that he found it was a bit hasty, but that I was a mature woman, and that he would like to meet Edward the next weekend, when he was going to visit me at Thanksgiving. Angela and Jessica were not surprised at all. Surprised to see the pics…yes, maybe…but not surprised that we finally declared to each other…And Angela asked to talk to Edward…I did not know the content of the conversation, but Edward told Angie that he was going to take care of me…That he loved me and that he wouldn't hurt me…ever…

"I promise Angela…She owns my heart now…I love her…I know she is your best friend, but she is the woman I love…I've never felt this way before…"

Edward called his mom, Esme, and she was really happy. She asked Edward if she could talk to me, which I happily accepted. She sounded like a sweet person. She told me that she was impatient to get to know me, and that she was the happiest mother, now that her baby had finally found love.

And we talked about Embry. Edward knew and I knew that he was a big problem now. I told Edward that I would talk to Embry the next morning. That I couldn't endure the atmosphere in class, him constantly staring at me and glaring at Edward. That I would deal with the fucked-up situation and make myself clear. No way were we going to hide in class either.

After the dinner, I offered him a cocktail, 'a Heart Throb', which made both of us laugh…because in the drink there was an ingredient called 'La Grande Passion'…The Great Passion… a feeling we had for each other now.

We sat on the couch, very close to each other, kissing and caressing…his fingers in my hair… tracing the contour of my face…grazing my lips…my nose…my cheeks….my chin and my own fingers running in his hair, on his eyelids, on his chest…Two lovers touching each other.

Then he began to talk. He wanted me to know everything about him…how he was in high school with the girls…how he dealt with girls in general. He had sex with lot of them, and it went on with more girls when he became famous. He did not care about them. They were a good fuck and that was it. He regretted it now, because on the way, he was sure he hurt some of them. That's the reason why he wanted our relationship to be different. He never loved these women, not even Irina. He fucked them and there was nothing more. But he felt so completely lost with me now. All that love that was in his heart. I was the first one he was totally in love with. I was the first one he would make love to…The one and only…When we were both ready…It was not just mere sex here…It was about giving us to each other completely….minds…bodies…hearts and souls.

I did not care about his past…we were beginning a new life now…Edward and me…the past belonged to the past…Our lives were in the present and the future time…Nothing else mattered.

I told him about Tyler too. How he was at the beginning of our relationship, and how it deteriorated when his teenager-buddies moved to New York. How I felt disillusioned and deserted. I told Edward about the last night, when I threw Tyler out of my loft…His scent…the alcohol mixed with the girl's perfume floating in the air, the trace of lipstick on his shirt and his false promises.

Edward asked me random questions about everything that he wanted to know; my favourite color, if I had an animal when I was young, what kind of child I was, my favourite games when I was young, when was my birthday, what was my favourite flower, what was my favourite subject at school and what was the one I hated the most, where did I live and what kind of kid I was at school…I was amused by all those questions…as soon as one was answered there was another question following.

I answered every single one of them. My favourite color was blue, but lately it was flaming bronze-copper, the color of his hair when the sun was enlightening his hair…here I saw him smile…I had an animal when I was young…three days…It was a hamster…a female…We didn't know it, but the second day it was at my home…the hamster gave birth to six babies and ate them all…I was so disgusted, that I begged my mom to get rid of the pet… though the veterinarian explained that the female, which was living in a new environment, ate them because she was insecure and she wanted to protect them…No way a murderer would live in my house…So for me it was the end of having an animal at home.

I was a quiet child. Good at school and I loved everything except gym…I was kind of uncoordinated and I was not too successful in sports in general. When I was young, I spent my weekends at La Push, which was a beach near my hometown Forks. My best friend's name was Paul. His father and mine were the best friends in the world, and my mom was Sue's best friend. Sue was Paul's mother.

We played in the sand, building sandcastles, collecting shells, went fishing and swam in the water. Rain or sun it didn't matter, as long as the weather was mild. In the winter, my father used to make a big skating rink in our backyard, so we skated almost every night after dinner. My dad wanted me to learn how to play hockey, but as I was more often on my ass than on my feet, he quickly gave up that idea.

My favourite flowers were roses. They were my mom Renée's favourite flowers too. I told Edward that my mom died from leukemia a few years ago…He was sorry and very sad for me.

My birthday was on March 12th and I didn't like surprise parties….That he didn't ask but I told him because I was not too fond of surprise parties.

And I talked to him about my dad Charlie. My father who was always there for me. My dad…the only parent I had in my life. And how it was hard when my mother died. How much I was in pain, and how my own father hid his own sorrow to support me… For the rest of my life I would be grateful to him. He was a policeman still living in Forks, and he would come very soon to see me and meet my new boyfriend….and here Edward had a huge smile on his face.

It was very late, almost midnight and we were both pretty tired. That day had been so emotionally intense and there still was school the next day….so it was time to go to sleep. Edward didn't want to leave and I didn't want to leave him either. So he stayed.

I went into the shower and when I was done it was his turn. We both had decided to take our time and we would respect our decision.

He asked me if he could borrow my toothbrush and I did not mind at all. His tongue had visited my mouth a lot of time tonight, so I was not disgusted at all and not afraid to have caught any bacteria…if so I didn't care…

We went to sleep together for the first time. As soon as we were under the blanket, his lips were against mine, his tongue working his way into my mouth. Our tongues met, dancing around each other, and Edward groaned loudly.

He moved a bit and said, "Okay my Bella….Time to go to sleep now…Remember my love…we must go slow…"

"Je t'aime mon adorée…Dors bien…"

"I love you my adorable…Sleep well…"

« Je t'aime Edward… mon amour…Fais de beaux rêves… »

"I love you Edward… my love…Sweet dreams…"

Edward snaked his arms around my waist, gently brushing my back with the tips of his fingers and I drifted into a sound and deep sleep.

EDWARD

Bella was here snuggled into the warmth of my arms, her face resting against my chest, her arms around my neck. I could feel her light breath on my nipples and goose bumps were springing across my skin, along my spine, and making my cock so fucking hard and painful. It was the most fucking delicious yet torturous feeling I'd ever had.

She began to move and I saw her face. Her hair was a complete mess. Her eyes so bright and her smile so radiant. My dick was throbbing and twitching in my underwear. I could feel my heart swelling with the love I had for her.

I trapped her face between my hands, my eyes smouldering with the desire I had for her.

"Salut mon adorée…Ma Bella…tu es si belle….

« Hello my adorable…My Bella….you are so beautiful…. »

"How was your sleep….with me in your bed, Bella?"

"Merveilleuse nuit mon coeur…"… et toi?"

"Marvellous night my sweetheart…" and you?

"Je veux toujours dormir avec toi Ma Bella…Tous les jours de toute ma vie…''

« I always want to sleep with you my Bella…Every day of my life… »

"I want it too, Edward….in fact, I could spend my whole day today in bed with you my love, but we have school…so get up lazy boy…We have to be at school in two hours."

"Yes…well okay then….I'll go take a shower and put on clean clothes."

"I'll come back in one hour" "Don't leave my Bella."

"Where else would I go mon amour? .... Hurry my love…I'll take a shower and get ready too."

I kissed her on the forehead and walked back to my condo.

I went into the shower, my massive wood and my balls almost screaming for release. I knew we had to take it slow but my cock was not in complete agreement with our decision. I stroked my erection hard, my balls releasing my jizz with full force against the glass door of the shower. I calmed down under the warm water, giving my cock time to get back to its normal length.

I washed my body, shampooed my hair, shaved and towel-dried.

I chose to wear my dark blue jeans, a striped dark blue and white polo t-shirt, blue socks, black boxers, my Doc Marten and my denim jacket. I sprayed my Abercrombie & Fitch cologne. My schoolbag was already at Isabella's condo. We did not study at all the previous night. The schoolbag was still there in her hall…We were far too busy with our new feelings.

And I thought of all that happened the previous night.

Jesus… As soon as I was in her condo with my schoolbag in one hand and the bottle of wine in the other one….I was absolutely taken by surprise.

Isabella almost attacked me…and God was I completely overwhelmed with my love and desire for her.

The way she pushed me against the fridge. Our intense kisses, our tongues encircling each other, our bodies pressed against each other one, her leg snaked around my waist and my cock against her pussy…I could feel her body....The fire in my chest…My heart pounding so fast, I thought it would explode from all the ecstatic happiness that was in me.

And my words…the words I was fighting to keep inside, finally coming out of my mouth and as soon as they were said, taking off the unbearable weight that was heavily wearing down my mind and my chest.

Oh! Bella….My Bella…I love you so much…Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? Do you have any idea how you effect me? Ma Bella…trésor…je t'aime tellement…

Never words spoken were truer…That was the love my father had for my mother…A so deep and powerful feeling, that made my heart burning and blazing with a consuming fever.

It was time to go to school now. I picked up my keys, my cell and my wallet and went out to fetch Isabella.

She was already out, near the SUV and obviously waiting for me. My God, she was so utterly magnificent, with her hair in a pony tail, her beautiful eyes staring at me, and her huge smile making her face glowing and radiant.

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her on the mouth, on the nose and on the neck. Her skin was so soft and smelling so delicious….a mix of vanilla and peach…and she was my girl…she was mine…

I opened the passenger door for her and she slipped in, putting our schoolbags and her purse on the back seat. All the way along, my hand was on her knee, my fingers tracing small circles on her knee and on her thigh…

We talked a lot, Isabella now asking me all kind of questions. I told her that my favourite color was blue, and that I particularly found her attractive, when she was wearing that azure blouse at school. I had a golden retriever when I was young, Patsy was her name. I played hockey and baseball when I was young. My favourite pastimes were playing piano, guitar and reading. My birthday was on May 13th and I was not a calm student at school. My marks were good though, but I did not like school at all…much to the despair of my parents, who were convened quite often at school, because of my nonchalant attitudes.

My best friend was my brother Emmett, who was the one to make me practice all kind of extreme sports…that I loved my sister Alice, who was nosey and eccentric, but on top of all, very charming and that my parents were the most lovable people in the whole world.

We were in the school parking lot now.

As soon as I parked the SUV, I noticed a change in Isabella's mood. She was biting her bottom lip, which sent a horny message direct to my cock, but I was more concerned about her, than about the beast that was straining my jeans at the same exact moment. A first for you Cullen, the motherfucker in my head saying …that girl has you wrapped around her little finger now…Shut the fuck up and let me talk to my girl…get out of my head right now and stop sending message to my dick….

"You are worried Bella…I can feel your tension right now."

"I am, baby…I am…I am freaking out a bit…The questions…Embry…I don't know…"

"We are in this together love…We'll deal with that…I know you want to talk to Embry…but I won't let him annoy you…If he gives you a hard time…I am going to make him understand…."

"Okay, Edward…Let's go face the jungle," she added, laughing this time.

I turned off the ignition, got out of the car and walked to the other side to open the passenger door. Isabella slipped out, with the schoolbags and her purse. She handed me my schoolbag and I grabbed her by the hand, holding it firmly. I kissed her deeply, my tongue working its way in her mouth. I told her that I loved her, and that everything was going to be okay.

We stopped at the cafeteria to pick up muffins and coffee and we went to class. As soon as we passed through the door, I noticed that everybody knew there was something going on between Isabella and me…Fucking internet…Jasper was winking at me…the girls were looking at me and at Bella…Quil was whispering some words in Jane's ear…and Embry…fuck…he was glaring at me…furious than ever….

We walked to our seats, unpacked our schoolbags and sat. I whispered a 'I love you…je t'aime mon coeur' in Bella's ear, tucked a lock of loose hair behind it, kissed her on the cheek and on the neck…I wanted to make my point clear…I was in love with Bella… and as it was on the internet and they seemed to know….maybe we could avoid stupid questions, and I wanted Embry to know that Isabella was my girl, and that he better back off.

James came in the classroom and he began the French lesson. We worked all through the morning, practicing dialogues and various exercises.

And then it was time for lunch. Isabella told me that she was going to talk to Embry during lunchtime, so I went to the Starbuck with Jasper to eat something, while she asked Embry to follow her to the cafeteria.

I was a nervous wreck the whole time I was at the café. My girl was with that bastard, and I hoped that he would understand quickly that Bella and I were one, and that he had to stop behaving like a fucking asshole and stop embarrassing her.

It was time to go back to school, and I almost ran to the classroom, Jasper telling me to calm the fuck down. But I did not listen to him because I was in a hurry to see Bella.

As I entered, she was already seated at her place. I walked to my place, sat down and kissed her. I couldn't care anymore about anyone…James…the students…nobody existed, except my Bella.

I whispered in her ear…Je t'aime…and asked her if she was okay.

She told me that everything was fine…that Embry's case was closed, and that he would stop staring and glaring at both of us.

And that she would tell me everything tonight. She kissed me on the nose and we went back to our work. The afternoon was very productive. The sexual tension was still there between me and Isabella. Every time I touched her, we both could feel an electric wave passing between the two of us, her face all blushes and mine too, because I could feel the blood and the heat rushing to my cheeks that… I am sure… were going through different shades of red.

Soon it was time to leave the class. I drove back to Laval, very happy and light as a feather. I put a CD of Van Morrison and began to sing the lyrics to Isabella…Have I told you lately?…Crazy love….Please baby don't go…Brown-eyed girl….that song very special to me…because of her…My Bella…my brown-eyed girl…and she was again all flushes and blushes while I was singing the song to her…only to her.

Hey where did we go?

Days when the rains came

Down in the hollow

Playing a new game

Laughing and running hey,hey

Skipping and jumping

In the misty morning fog with

Our hearts a thumpin' and you

My brown eyed girl

You my brown eyed girl

Whatever happened?

To Tuesday and so slow

Going down the old mine

With a transistor radio

Standing in the sunlight laughing

Hiding behind a rainbow's wall

Slipping and sliding

All along the water fall, with you

My brown eyed girl

You my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing?

Shalalalalaladeeda…

So I had to find my way

Now that I'm on my own

Saw you the other day

And my how you have grown

Cast my memory back there lord hey

Sometimes I'm overcome thinking about

Laughing and running hey, hey

Behind the stadium with you

My brown eyed-girl

You my brown eyed-girl

Do you remember when we used to sing?

Shalalaladeeda….

You're my brown eyed-girl

We were on our street now. I parked the car in the driveway, inviting Bella for dinner. As I was not good at cooking at all, I would order food from a restaurant, we would study and enjoy time together…And she would sleep in my bed tonight…with me…

BELLA

It had not been that easy with Embry, but that, I wouldn't tell to Edward. He had a very low opinion of Edward.

"Fuck, Bella…Don't you know that guy is a player? …and here I am very nice…I saw him on internet and in magazines…Jesus Christ…the bastard is a fucking woman whore…Don't you see it?"

"Well, Embry, you are very judgmental here…and Edward told me everything….I know him better than you do…and I won't let you talk the way you do…If you want to believe everything that goes on internet, that is your own fucking problem. Edward is a real nice guy. You don't know him. You don't know what he has to deal with. He has no private life…maybe here it is much better…and I want you to stop right now. You are embarrassing me and you are embarrassing Edward as well."

"But, Bella…he is not the guy for you. You will get hurt…I know it…I can feel it and I…I…I think I love you Bella…"

"I am sorry, Embry…I don't have the same feelings for you. I don't love you…I love Edward…You are a good buddy, but I love Edward and you are hurting me right now. So stop staring at me in class…if you don't, I'll have to talk to James…Do you understand?"

"I can't believe that, Bella…Fuck…How can you trust a guy like that? ...His way of living, his fame, all the girls."

"What do you know of his life? What you heard on TV? ...What you read in magazines? What you saw on internet? Jesus Christ, Embry…you don't know anything at all…

And I am very serious here…don't make it more difficult than it is right now…"

"Okay, Bella…I'll try…but I am going to watch him…if he ever hurts you…"

"I don't need a watchdog, Embry…I am thirty-two years old…I am not a child…and you are not my father, so just back off. We are in the same class, so try to control yourself…if you continue, I am going to talk to James…as serious as my name is Bella…I am not joking here."

"I don't know what to say, Bella"

"Don't add anything, Embry…Enough has been said…Now if you would excuse me, I'll get something to eat and let's just try to be friends…Okay?"

"Okay," Embry retorted, smiling…but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

I went to fetch a coffee, a sandwich and a muffin. I paid my bill and sat with Embry.

"You don't eat anything Embry?"

"No…I am not hungry at all," Embry added in a sad voice.

I began to ask him some questions about his brother and his childhood, evidently wanting to change the atmosphere that was surrounding us.

I learnt that when he was young, he lived in Spain, at a place called 'Playa del Ingles'. He was five years old when his folks decided to move to USA. He had faint memories of the life he had there. He remembered that it was a very sunny place, with miles and miles of beaches. They were living in a small apartment near the beach, and there were a lot of tourists from Europe throughout the year. His brother and he loved the time they spent at the beach and at the pool. But the most memorable thing was the time he spent watching his dad, playing billiards in the poolroom.

"So why did you move to USA?" I asked him.

"My mom had family living in USA. My uncle had a restaurant in Los Angeles and he needed staff. He offered to employ my mom and my dad, so we moved."

"So you stayed in Los Angeles. Did you study there?"

"Yes…studying was very important for my parents. Embry and I went to the university in L.A. I studied in psychology and Quil was interested in medical sciences."

"And how come you are in Montreal right now?"

"Well, we've both been offered a job in a children's hospital. The kids we will take care of are mostly young Quebecers, speaking French. So as we were both interested in working here, we moved to Montreal and decided to take the French classes before beginning to work."

We continued to talk and than the bell rang. We walked to the class, still chatting a bit.

I sat at my place and waited for the class to begin…and most of all I waited for Edward.

Then he came in the class. My sun…My man…My love…He sat on his chair, kissing me tenderly, and whispering soft words in my ear…'Je t'aime'…and God… Did I love him too?

Everything would be okay…

End of chapter 16

A/N: Recipe of 'heart throb'

One oz. La Grande Passion

One and a half oz. Apple juice

One and a half oz. Cranberry juice

Combine with ice and stir.

Well, Edward and Bella are facing things together…and they want to get to know each other better before…well…you know…before…

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Love France xxx