A/N: Let's hear from Bella...

OK, so here's the thing. I definitely prefer Edward, hands down. But I'm not going to lie and say I didn't enjoy myself.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought I might kiss a girl and on top of that, actually like it. To be acting out a fantasy of Edward's, to try and make it look real and erotic on his behalf, actually helped turn me on. Tanya was so sweet and tender with a take charge mentality. She calmed my nerves when needed with a simple touch here and a sincere caress there. She was the one who suggested we leave the bar for a more secluded setting. She seemed to know exactly what Edward would want to see, and sitting in the loud bar would certainly not help him. Or me. As an afterthought, leaving the bar was the best way to give both of us the fantasy Edward desired.

I knew Edward had found someone willing to help him placate his desires of me acting out a portion of his fantasy. But what he didn't realize, Tanya understood what a man wants, and what a woman might be willing to try. She took us farther than expected, to the brink of of reality in an effort to turn us both on, and to show Edward what he really wanted without overstepping the boundaries.

Packing up our belongings, Edward clears his throat then brings up last night. He seems hesitant, almost as if he doesn't want to know my answer—that is, if it is negative. "Honestly, did you enjoy yourself?"

"Edward, you know I did, especially after the third orgasm you gave me."

"Three times?"

"Yes, Edward, not a single one was fake. You are one well-oiled machine and certainly know how to please a lady."

He squints his eyes, lifting the left side of his mouth and gave me the sexiest smirk. He even wagged his eyebrows for added effect. "Is that so?"

I nod. Stepping up to him, I place my hand on his tricep. "Yes Edward, you certainly do." With batting eyes, I look deep within his and say, "Your head is getting bigger and bigger." He just laughs.

Picking up our overnight bag we make one final check of the room. Walking out of the door, we proceed towards the now infamous elevators.

Elevators.

I don't think I will ever step foot into one and be the same, especially if it ends up being just the two of us alone.

"She wasn't too over the top, or you weren't too uncomfortable?"

I could tell Edward was concerned I might have a different opinion today. Possibly regret? I certainly don't, and I hope he doesn't either. It's not like I went all the way with her. I didn't.

"Tanya, she was... well, let's put it this way. If we were to ever do something like that again... not saying we will, but IF... then I would prefer we request her again."

He narrows his eyes at me. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say my wife might have a little crush on the girl from last night."

I glare at him. "A crush? I think not. But, I'm not going to say I didn't enjoy myself." With a wink, I turn to proceed out of the hotel towards the parking lot.

Edward rushes to catch up with me. Once by my side, he reaches for my hand. As we walk towards our cars, I glance up to him and smile. He tugs on my arm, pulling me closer and says, "Well, you're up. And I would like to see you top that date."

I know exactly what he means. He was able to fulfill one of his dream fantasies. And with his little challenge, he is daring me, questioning me. Have I really suggested my ultimate fantasy? Have we performed my deepest sexual desire?

Perhaps. But there is one thing I would love to see. And just as Edward was cautiously optimistic about his idea, I will proceed the same.

Since we drove separately to the hotel, my drive home was rather quiet. I don't even turn the radio on because I am so lost in thought. We've had some pretty exciting dates, some more daring than others. Should I dress up as a French Maid and dust the house when he enters after a long day at work? Or should we go to a public park? Or perhaps, the movie theater?

With every option, I keep coming back to the same one.

Greeting Edward in the kitchen, I immediately start the discussion. Sure, it's a week away, but I'm curious of his reaction.

"Can we continue with this theme?"

Stuttering over his own words, he says, "Uhm... sure?" He looks directly into my eyes. I assume he is looking for me to back down. When I say nothing, he continues. "Yeah, we can certainly do that. Is that what you want?"

"Sure?"

"Yeah, do you want Tanya, or another girl?"

I become hesitant to ask the next question. Stalling, I glance at my hand. I need to take this nail polish off. With a deep breath, I ask him the question I fear he won't like. "Why does it have to be a girl?"

"You mean, a guy? You want to make out with a guy?"He seems hesitant with his thoughts. Confused.

That's not it at all and before I could filter my response, I quickly tell him my idea. "Not me. You. I think you should try kissing another guy."

He opened and closed his mouth several times. "You want me... to kiss... a dude?"

"Yes." Why is this so hard to ask? "What's the difference between what you wanted and what I want?"

"You're asking me to make out with a dude." He acts as if this is an unusual request. OK, perhaps it is. But if we are acting out fantasies, and if I could kiss a girl, shouldn't he return the favor?

"Yes, but I think it would be so erotic. Manly man makes out with manly man. Think about it," I say.

"I have. And there is a big difference between girl on girl action and male on male." His voice sounds an octave higher and louder.

I clench my fists. This is supposed to be fun. We agreed to hear each other out when discussing fantasy ideas. Why is this so hard to do? With the way he is acting, I react. "Is that so? Well, think about this. I did as you requested, why can't you..." He cut me off.

"I'm not saying I won't. I'm just trying to make sure this is what you want. And seeing how you won't back down, I'm in."

I stare at him, unsure I heard Edward correctly. He's in?

"You are?"

He smirks before saying, "Yes, now shut up and kiss me."

A/N: Thank you for your patience as I work through this crazy thing called real life. The rest of the story is nearly complete. There are about 7 more chapters or so.

Sentence teaser for next chapter: I want to focus on tonight, and how I will visually experience my man enjoying the companionship of another.