A/N: Sorry for missing the Sunday update! I'm currently doing a whole ton of exams, meaning I'm mostly revising and not writing. I'll still try to update at least once a week, however :)

Bella:

Waking up the next morning, I feel a slight pain in my abdomen. And I ache.

I roll over and right into Edward, waking him up.

"Sorry," I mumble, still half asleep myself.

"S'ok," Edward replies, pulling me closer by wrapping his arm around me.

Slowly opening my eyes, I see a grin covering Edward's face. I lean up to kiss him, memories of last night flooding my mind.

"We have lectures," Edward reminds me gently when I try to deepen things.

I huff in annoyance, flopping back down on the bed. Edward chuckles at my reaction, rolling his eyes and getting out of bed. For a moment I watch his retreating form, ogling his ass, before I move.

"You know, we should shower together. It'll save water," I nod, quickly catching up to him.

Edward just shakes his head, so I take that as a yes, I can join him in the shower. I follow him to the bathroom, sitting on the counter while he prepares the shower. While we're waiting for it to heat up we make out, my legs wrapping around Edward's waist.

"I think we're going to need a cold shower," Edward says, taking a step back and walking into the shower.

I hop down off the counter and join him under the spray. Immediately I jump back, shocked at how cold the water is.

"That's freezing!" I gasp out, almost shivering.

Sensing that I'm not going to go back under the spray, Edward wraps his arms around me and pulls me under, soaking me. I try to push against him but he doesn't let me. I reach up and kiss him, distracting him, turning up the temperature when he doesn't notice.

Once he notices he raises an eyebrow at me, but thankfully doesn't turn it down. We shower fairly quickly, both of us aware we have lectures.

Later, when Edward's not looking, I take a couple of paracetamol. If he thought I was in any pain he wouldn't touch me for ages.

*******LLB*******

"So, remind me again, why are you calling me?" Rosalie asks, sounding confused but still happy.

"I could hardly call Alice, could I?" I inform her, stretching out on the sofa. "And I wanted to tell someone, and, you know, since we've become closer recently, I thought I could confide in you."

It is true we've got closer. At first, Rosalie was just being friendly to keep Emmett happy. Now that I've got to know her, she's actually quite nice. And funny.

"That's fair enough. And, yeah, Alice might be a little freaked out if you call her to tell her you just lost your virginity to her brother," Rosalie muses. I laugh down the line. "How are you feeling?" she adds sincerely.

"Physically or emotionally?" I verify, laughing.

"Both!" Rosalie says.

"Emotionally, great. Before it happened, we had this pretty big fight, where Edward basically got jealous and left before I could explain what happened," I explain to Rosalie.

"Oh, yeah, Emmett told me about Edward calling him. Apparently, he said he sounded pretty upset," Rosalie tells me.

"Really? Did he say anything else?" I ask curiously.

Rosalie laughs at my question. "No, he didn't. I'll ask later."

"Thanks!" I say. "Oh, and physically? It hurts a bit, but it's not as bad as I expected."

The door opens and I see Edward walking in from his day at university. Due to the nature of his course, he has much longer days than me. Today, however, he looks a lot happier.

"Hey," Edward smiles, walking over and kissing me. "Who's on the phone?" he adds.

"Rosalie," I tell him.

"Is Edward back?" Rosalie asks. I tell her yes, and so she tells me to text her later, and hangs up.

I kiss Edward properly now that I'm not on the phone, pulling him down to sit with me on the sofa.

"How was your day?" I ask, crawling into his lap. I need to be close to him.

"Better. I, uh, explained about my stutter to my professor. He was very apologetic," Edward tells me, kissing my cheek. "I'm so sorry, Bella. I can't apologise enough," Edward adds.

"Don't be. Just never do it again," I pretend warn him, kissing his lips.

"What were you and Rosalie talking about?" Edward asks conversationally.

"You. I, uh, was telling her about last night," I admit.

"Oh, you were, were you?" Edward grins slyly, shifting his hips against mine.

Surprising both of us, I halt the movements. "Dinner will be ready soon. Afterwards…" I trail off, grinning.

I get up from Edward's lap – much to his displeasure – and walk off to the kitchen to finish off our spaghetti. I watch Edward from afar, who not so subtly adjusts himself and turns on the TV. For a while he doesn't notice me, so I continue gazing over at him as I prepare dinner.

He smiles occasionally at whatever he's watching, enhancing his handsome features. I sigh, thinking how lucky and in love I am.

Turning back to what I'm doing, I see the pasta is cooking nicely, so I take a couple more paracetamol. The pain is pretty much gone by now.

"Do you have a headache?" Edward asks, walking over to me.

"No, why?" I frown, wondering where the random question came from. He sits at the breakfast bar, resting on his elbows.

"You took paracetamol," Edward points out, gesturing over to the packet I left on the side.

"Oh, that? I just had a slight pain from last night," I tell him, shrugging to show him it's nothing major, or anything he should be worried about.

"What? Why didn't you tell me?" Edward asks, looking concerned.

"Because I'm fine!" I reply, going back to cooking.

I serve the food for both of us at the dining table, neither of us saying anything. I'm hoping Edward will forget it, but that's highly unlikely. Sometimes he can be caring, too caring. I know he won't get close to me because of this, and it's infuriating.

"How are you?" Edward asks quietly once he's finished eating.

"Completely fine and feeling no signs of discomfort," I reply, hoping to appease him.

"Because of the paracetamol," Edward replies. I huff and roll my eyes, remaining quiet so as not to start an argument.

We leave the dishes for tomorrow or later tonight, and both sit down on the sofa to watch TV. Edward sits fairly far away from me, which annoys me.

I shuffle close, not even trying to be subtle. Edward just sits there, gaze fixed on the screen. Since he doesn't move away, I sit so that I'm practically sat in his lap.

"I don't want to hurt you," Edward tells me, sighing quietly.

"You won't," I say back, kissing his cheek. "I'll tell you if it hurts, and you can stop," I add.

Edward laughs, saying, "Yeah, right."

"You don't believe me?" I ask, frowning at him.

"No! I don't believe that I'd be able to stop!" Edward says quickly.

I smirk triumphantly and straddle his lap, noting that he doesn't try and stop me. Leaning down, I kiss his lips, grinding slightly over him.

Soon, Edward picks me up, carrying me into our bedroom. He sets me down on the bed, hovering over me.

"Um, before we do anything, I just wanted to say something," Edward begins, looking nervous. "Thank you, for everything you've done for me, Bella. You've been there when I was down, and you've always stayed by my side. We've shared so many firsts, and I hope we'll share a whole ton more. I love you, so much, Bella," Edward says, ending my kissing me so sweetly.

"Oh, Edward, I love you too. You're perfect," I smile at him, a watery smile.

I wrap my arms around him and hold him close to me, kissing all over his face.

"You're the sweetest," I add, finally reaching his lips.

I can't get enough of his closeness.

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