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Chapter 12: If Your Daddy Don't Mind

My eyes were searching deep into Edward's deep green eyes. Water lapped at our chests as they were only a few centimeters apart from one another, and he waited patiently. I was chewing on my bottom lip.

Was I ready to say this?

"I do, I love you, Edward." I could barely hear my own voice, but I knew that Edward could hear my words by his lips crashing into mine. His lips formed around my mouth fully. His kiss was intoxicating, and suddenly the cool water was now warm and full of electricity. I felt my pulse quicken and my face felt warm and red. Edward only stopped to catch his breath and for me to catch my breath. Once we had our lungs full again we began a new assault of kisses.

I wasn't aware of Edward's legs moving us to shore, I wasn't aware that my legs were locked around his waist until I felt him lift us both out of the water, wading slowly but strongly. I felt as though my body was about to burst open at his very touch in the sunlight. In the heat of the summer day I felt as though both of our bodies were going to burst into flames.

"I want to make love," Edward sighed as he placed is forehead on mine. His deep green eyes bored into mine, intensity radiated from him. All I could do was nodded my head energetically. Edward placed me on my own two feet and we walked slowly to his cabin in long strides.

As soon as we walked into the cabin Edward drew the blinds closed and turned on the metal fan that was in the corner of the room. I looked into his deep green eyes and felt a rush of the electricity between our bodies. Kinetic energy began to pull us together, our lips crashed into one each other's lips.

Kissing breathlessly and heated as our wet bathing suits began to peel slowly off. My top was removed first, and Edward's bottoms came down in one swoop. Hooking his two pointer fingers in each side of my bottoms, he pulled them down slowly, his eyes never leaving mine, and his lips kissing the small mound of my curls. Shivers of pleasure traveled up my spine.

"I love you," Edward said quietly, his lips touching mine lightly. "We don't have to do this yet," Edward promised me.

"I love you, too, and I want to." I whispered against his lips as I pressed my naked body against his.

Our tacky wet bodies clung together as the heat and need pulled us closer to the bed. Edward broke away from my lips, but his hips also grew away from me inch by inch as he grew harder. He smiled down at me and raised an eyebrow.

"Music?" Edward asked in a throaty voice. I nodded my head quietly as he walked over and placed a slow record on. The music came out slowly but sounded as though the pace was just right for us. His kissing matched the tempo of the music, his hands roamed around the small of my back.

I felt everything, his hands on my back, his lips on my lips, the way his legs were pushing into mine, and the way his length pressed against my belly. This was the most erotic thing I would ever do, and it was with the first and probably only man I'd ever love. I couldn't imagine not being in love with a soul as beautiful as Edwards. Our kissing abruptly ended, and his strong arms pulled me up so that I was being carried to the bed and my legs wrapped around his abdomen.

"Oh my," I groaned. The friction between my center and his abdomen muscles was sweet and just what I wanted. I pushed my hips further into him and he smiled up at me.

"Greedy," he tisked at me. He let his arms slip slowly down his abdomen until I felt his length at the opening between my legs. I gasped audibly; my hooded eyes were now wide with excitement. He laughed and suddenly laid me down on the bed gingerly.

The longest moment in my life had been when I was waiting for early acceptance to college this coming year. Alice had already been accepted, and I was in dire need to release to celebrate with her, or mope at her feet. It was three long days until I had gotten my letter after Alice, and an even longer few seconds it took Charlie to read off if I had been granted early acceptance or not. That was the longest moment in my life- until now.

Edward kneeled above me, pushing my legs up so that the pads of my feet were now lying flatly on the bed. My sex was exposed; my face was flush with embarrassment, but also excitement. His green eyes were soft, but dark with lust as he positioned his arms at the side of my head. I bit down on my lower lip, my eyes trained carefully on his.

"This may hurt," Edward looked down at me, kissing my lips fully as his hips flexed forward.

My back arched as he buried himself slowly, and deeply into me.

I moaned into his mouth, his kiss had gone unbroken, and intensified the kiss. I couldn't describe the pain I felt deep inside of me, but it was a burning pain. My sex had been ripped open in an act of love, and the pain was nothing compared to the sweet pleasure I felt as he withdrew and entered me just as slowly as he had the first time. I groaned once more as he pushed fully into me for the second time.

"Are you okay?" Edward broke our kiss, breathing heavy. He shook with anticipation and shook from his attempt to control his hip movements. I swallowed and nodded my head 'yes'. "I love you," He whispered to my lips.

"I love you," I whispered back.

With that declaration I felt him push back into me, and thrusts began to become exchanged between him and me. I found myself moving my hips just as though we were on the dance floor, dancing with one another. My hips thrusted closer to him, drawing him deep within me, his length caressed deep within me.

Each thrust was met; both of our hips worked together until I began to feel a deep, warmth uncurl and curl in my stomach. I began to pant, unable to keep my eyes open and trained on the magnificent man who was working above me to make our first time together special and satisfying. I felt my own release close.

"I'm close," I moaned pushing my pelvis up hard against his thrust, he groaned and nodded his head. His bronze hair was now saturated with sweat.

His chest was covered with a sheen of sweat, and beads flew down his magnificent, godlike, abdomen. His brow had sweat above his beautiful green eyes. I looked down at myself and I was saturated with sweat as well, my breasts were no longer colored red with embarrassment, but shining with sweat.

The uncurling began to explode. Hot white euphoria filled me. I closed my eyes tightly and moaned loudly, pushing my hips up as the pulsating around Edward began, and my body relentlessly sent him over the edge as well. I felt two pulses inside of me. One was my own, but the other was Edward's length spurting warm liquid inside of me. I moaned at the thought and I began to feel my pulsating quicken at the thought of his sperm inside of me.

A strange thing to find as a turn on that would bring another orgasm.

Edward's breathing began to return to normal, his lips instantly on mine. I hadn't realized that both of our eyes were closed until we both opened up our eyes to look at one another after our ended kiss. His green eyes were electric and excited. I blushed and smiled up at him.

"Wow," was all I could manage to say.

"Indeed." Edward agreed with a smile on his face.

Edward withdrew from me, making me flinch slightly at the new sore pain I felt. I looked down at his softening length to see some blood. I looked down at blushed, yet again, embarrassed from something that was very natural.

"Let's shower," Edward pulled me up into his arms and lead the way to his bathroom just west of the door to go into his cabin.

The afternoon was filled with loving looks, quiet gestures of our love, and of course practices for dancing. The whole day was going to be review and practice because the Sheldrake performance was just around the corner and I was going to have to dance in front of several people if I wanted to not make a fool of myself, I needed all the strenuous practice I could get, and I had a feeling Edward felt the same way.

"We'll pick this up after lunch," Edward smiled wiping sweat from his brow. I nodded my head agreeing.

"I'll see you then," I smiled and kissed his cheek and left quickly.

Alice and Rosalie were waiting for me, their hair was just as much as a fright as mine was. I laughed, and suddenly felt as though their morning was as exciting as mine was in almost the exactly same way. We all had some sort of glow about us, but I felt like mine was some how brighter and more pronounced.

"Hey," I said breathlessly. They exchanged looks and giggled.

"You did it." Rosalie confirmed looking at me and pushing my frizzy hair away from my face. I blushed and looked down at my feet.

"Didn't you guys?" I asked, not looking up to make eye contact with my best friend or my sister.

"Not quite…" Alice sighed, "Timing was off because of lunch. I think we might, soon." Alice said in a dreamy voice.

"Emmett and I found privacy to be an issue, but we were this close to just doing it in the river," Rosalie made a small margin between her thumb and pointer finger.

"Doesn't he have a cabin to himself?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, and he showed it to me, it's nice." Rosalie paused. "But it's so hot in there neither one of us felt sexy." Rosalie sighed.

"Try a refreshing shower together," I suggested giggling. Rosalie rose her left eyebrow and wore a face that said she was considering my suggestion.

Alice giggled and pulled us by our hands to the dining building. "Come on, before Charlie sends out a search party," Alice tugged us relentlessly.

Lunch was much of the same nagging about golf and whether the golf course was sufficient enough to be called a golf course in the first place. Mother and Mrs. Brandon talked a lot about whether or not they were going to go shopping- they were getting restless here at the resort and it was just a little ways from a shopping outlet. They quietly schemed about getting me some new more appropriate outfits. Which- to be honest- I was more than okay with now that Edward and I were advancing far beyond where an instructor and a student should be. Edward and I hadn't had one professional practice at all. But as we got closer to the performance at the Sheldrake I feel as though we were going to have more professional practices.

Before we separated we agreed- of course- to meet back up at the same place before we go to dinner to talk again. Nodding I walked off the top of the stairs, thinking about movements in my head, foot work and arm work so that I wouldn't break any of Edward's toes this evening.

"Two, three, four. Two, three, four. Two- OUCH." Edward exclaimed as I tramped on his foot, yet again. I sighed and flopped down on the floor, ripping off the heels that were on my feet.

"This isn't going to work with heels." I threw the left heel across the room next to the record player stand.

"They need to be on. We have to get you used to them," Edward sighed picking up the heel I threw across the floor. Gingerly he put the shoe on my left foot, looking deeply into my eyes.

His eyes smoldered me, unhinged me, and made my body feel like it was on fire. I wanted him. But I knew that we had just had sex, and despite myself I felt the soreness between my legs every time we danced. It felt like I was pulling on a scab that was trying to form, but every time I went to the bathroom there was no blood and there was no scab, just a painful wipe. Sex wasn't painful; the aftermath of the first time was, though.

"Again," Edward pulled me up on to my heeled feet and started to count slowly, placing my hand in his and my other hand on his shoulder. I took a need breath and nodded my head, stepping back as the dance started again.

Three reeling hours of dancing, stepping on Edward's foot, and pouting about being a terrible dancer, and Edward was done for the day. I sat on the floor, rubbing my sore feet as Edward also rubbed his sore feet.

"It'll get better," Edward promised me.

"Yeah, okay." I laughed bitterly.

"Maybe we'll try another method tomorrow," Edward mused with his eyebrows arched. I giggled and smiled at him the most innocently I could.

"Why, Mr. Cullen, I do believe you're trying to seduce me." I laughed.

"Oh, Ms. Swan, you'd be correct in your allegations, however, I believe that you'll be seduced willingly and without much effort on my part." Edward smiled, bringing his pointer finger up under my chin. His lips were inches away from mine, but I could feel the heat of his breath fanning across my face. Seductive. Enticing. I leaned in, ready to kiss him when a knock came to the door audibly.

"Come in," Edward backed up and grumbled under his breath.

Tanya walked in, tears streaming down her face, clutching her stomach. Her hair was wild with the heat and humidity, and her face was flushed with a sheen of sweat across it. Edward rushed over to her, any trace of seduction was gone and a trace of brotherly love came across his face.

"What happened?" Edward demanded looking at Tanya who looked as though she may be sick that very minute. I hopped up and grabbed the waste can beside Edward's bed and handed it to him quickly.

"I-" Tanya chocked on a sob that escaped her lips. Tears streamed freshly down her face. "I lost the baby-" Tanya admitted with slight relief traceable in her voice. "It was terrible," she began to sob uncontrollably.

"Bella- Run to largest cabin down the road south. That's my parents. Get my father- quick." Edward instructed.

I ran out of the cabin in my bare feet. Running south was running down a hill- I tripped twice on my way down, but I was in too much of a hurry to feel any pain. I could only hear the pounding of my feet on the dirt path and my ragged breathing as I reached the Cullen's cabin. I rapped on the door quickly and loudly, praying they hadn't gone down to the dining hall early.

Esme answered the door. "Bella, dear, what's the matter?" Her gorgeous green eyes looked at me with concern and her hands reached out to me. I put my hands up to show I was fine.

"Edward." I breathed deeply. "Edward needs you and Carlisle." I couldn't elaborate anymore- this wasn't my business strictly speaking. I heard my father's voice come from behind Esme.

"Bella what's the problem?" My father looked concerned as well as Carlisle who was beside him.

"Tanya needs a doctor." I confirmed.

"Don't tell me she's the reason that quack is down the road here- I've got some men arresting him now!" My father sounded irritated.

I was just relieved that Tanya had lost the baby before her appointment tomorrow because if they had caught her with the doctor or trying to see him she'd be in jail for murder. Or attempted murder. Abortion was illegal, highly illegal, and it was seen as murdering a human-being.

I shook my head no, and began back to Edward's cabin, unable to face my father in admitting that I had lied to him, right to his face, and felt no guilt because I was trying to protect someone that I didn't even know. Tanya was nothing to me- she meant really nothing to me- but she was important to Edward, and for some reason that I meant she was important to me.

As soon as we arrived to Edward's cabin Tanya was hunched over the waste can, her body retching, and a puddle of blood was dripping down her legs. I covered my mouth in horror. Edward's eyes were wide and wild with concern as soon as his father entered the cabin. Carlisle had his bag in hand and he was already assessing what was going on.

"How far along was she, Edward?" Carlisle asked as he rubbed Tanya's back.

"I don't know, she just told me a few days ago- she didn't want to tell anyone because of who the father is." Edward paused looking up at his father.

"Who is the father?" Carlisle demanded as he put on gloves.

"NO!" Tanya stopped herself from throwing up anymore. "Don't tell him Eddie. Don't." Tanya begged looking at him. Tears streaming down her face, mascara smudged all the way down to her chin.

"Bella," my father called my attention away from Edward and his father. "We should go, let the doctor work." I felt Charlie's arms pulling me away from the scene.

Numb, and still barefoot, I walked by my father's side down the many flights of stairs. I didn't say anything and I could barely hear Charlie's enraged mumbles about the irresponsibility of kids and how dangerous becoming pregnant was to young girls. I said nothing. I was irresponsible this afternoon. Edward and I hadn't used any source of protection. I just now realized that I wasn't ovulating, so it was safe to assume that I probably wasn't able to conceive, but that doesn't mean that things don't happen. I swallowed hard.

"Bella, are you listening to me?" My father asked.

"I'm sorry, repeat that last." I blinked up at him.

Charlie's eyebrows were pulled together in the center of his face, I could see a red tint in his ears indicating annoyance, but his deep brown eyes showed concern. He hand his hands on his hips, and I could see him wearing his navy blue uniform if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing an off white polo shirt.

"Were you aware that girl was pregnant and there is speculation that she was trying to get an abortion next week?" Charlie waited.

"I knew she was pregnant." I confirmed only that.

"And?" Charlie asked.

"I never heard anything about the abortion speculation." I said in a small voice. A half-truth- I'd settle for a half-truth... I knew that there was a very real possibility that she was getting an abortion- having given her the money my self- but I wasn't aware that people were talking about it. I somehow had a suspicion about Mike, though.

"I don't want you hanging out with those kids anymore. That Tanya girl is friends with all of 'em. That Jasper kid, that Emmett kid and Edward. The whole lot." My father stormed forward. I was left with my mouth agape and tears threatening to come out.

"Daddy you can't blame this on them!" I yelled after him.

But we had reached the tree where my sister and Alice were waiting on me. Their faces full of joy and love, and I was about to ruin it because my father was going to tell them about Tanya.

"Isabella, how can't you? Edward's parents are nice people, but they can't properly watch their son when they're not here all the time like those Newton's. Who was that girl having a kid to? Probably Edward, they spent enough time together." Dad was a cop, he made assumptions about people based on what he saw- but he wasn't seeing things clearly. I had never felt this spurt of venomous thoughts towards my father before, but with spring-loaded action insults spewed from my inner conscious.

Idiot!

Moron!

YOU'RE BLIND!

But I love him…

Rosalie turned to look at me and looked at my father. Her eyes narrowed the way my mothers did whenever she wanted straight, no bull answers and logical reasons for those answers.

"Rosalie you're not to see that Emmett boy, the whole lot of those kids is trouble!" My dad grumbled as he past. Rosalie's face dropped as mine had, and I could only imagine what Alice would do once her father told her the same thing. My lower lip quivered.

"I'm all of the sudden not hungry," I began to cry and turned away from my sister and Alice.

And I ran.

I ran to the lake where Edward had taken me what seemed like years ago. Before love was declared, before we made our love a physical act, before we had found bliss and love in one another. I hugged my knees to my chest and cried until I couldn't breathe. I felt someone's hand on my shoulder only to peer up and see Rosalie with the same red splotches as I was sure was on mine, and Alice who was stubbornly suppressing tears by biting her lip.

"Alice kind of threw a tantrum," Rosalie smiled, but tears were welling at the sides of her eyes. "We ended up leaving dinner together," Rosalie sighed and sat down beside me, Alice did the same, but tears weren't coming from her eyes. The anger was almost tangible around her.

"Dad doesn't know Mike. He doesn't know what he does- who he is." I sounded like I was going to suffocate.

"What do you mean?" Rosalie looked over at me, and Alice peered up through her angry brow.

"He is the one that got Tanya pregnant! He is the one who wouldn't help her pay for it, so I gave her money… He is the reason why there are such strict rules between the working kids here and us- why Edward was always so cautious. Mike has a habit of taking more than is given. He has raped or attempted to rape girls before. He is the reason his family is struggling financially." I rambled on, standing up and pacing, using my hands to talk.

"Wait- What?" Alice looked at me, her anger looked as though it was broken.

"A year or so ago- I'm not sure when- he went too far with a girl, and she called him out on it. His parents got sued, but it was settled out of court with hush money. They had to sell back half of their share to the Cullen's cover the hush money." I looked down at my sister and Alice. They were shocked.

"That's why they're always here- they're babysitting Mike." Rosalie sounded incredulous.

"I can't stop seeing Edward," I sighed. "I won'tstop seeing him." I said with a pointed chin.

A life without Edward was not a life that I was willing to live ever again. I was in love with Edward- no matter what. He was in my life now. Even if I had to defy my father at every turn, even if he would look at me with that same look of disappointment that he had this afternoon, I'd see Edward even if it killed me.

"What are we going to do?" Rosalie looked over at Alice, the one who always hand the answer.

"We expose him." Alice said confidently.