No Explanations.

EPOV.

"Sit down Edward. Would you like some coffee?" Alice was flitting around her kitchen like a hummingbird would a bush. It made me uneasy. Like a predator playing with it's food before it goes in for the kill.

"Uhh, no thank you, Alice. I'm good." She poured me a cup anyway and sat across from me at her small table.

She blew on her own drink to cool it before taking a sip. "Edward, has Bella told you about Jake yet?" She glanced at me over the rim of her mug.

Jake? Jake? Why does that name sound so familiar?

Oh that's right, Emmett kept mentioning him when I questioned him.

A throat clearing brought me from my thoughts. Alice had set down her mug and was doing the whole 'bitch brow' thing.

"No." I finally answered her. "Who the heck is he?"

"It's not my place to say E. Just know this, he was her partner in Arizona. In more ways than one." Alice got up from the table and picked up her mug. "The couch is set up for you. Rosalie refuses to have you back in her house. Good night Edward."

Alice left the room but I didn't hear her climb the stairs. I drank down the coffee in one gulp, enjoying the burn as it went down. I made my way back to the living room and found Jasper sitting in the armchair reading a homicide report. "Alice is in with Bella." He said, without looking up. "Bella has been through a lot, without your dumb fuckery adding to the mix. Goodnight E." Jasper clapped me on the shoulder and headed for the stairs.

The house was silent.

I think this was probably the first time I had been in Alices home and there wasn't noise. I laid down on the sofa, pulling the blanket over me. In the glow from the street lamp outside, I caught a glimpse of two flashing green eyes bounding towards me. Moggy settled herself down on my stomach and began purring. It wasn't long before I drifted off myself.

BPOV.

I felt like an idiot.

I had grown to care for Edward and I really did want to kiss him. But all of my memories of Jake came rushing to the front of my mind and it felt like I was betraying him somehow.

I lay in the dark, staring at the ceiling. I missed the sound of Moggy asleep on the end of my bed. Alice had informed me when she left my room, that Moggy was fast asleep on a snoring Edward.

Traitor.

My forehead still stung from the antiseptic Edward put on me earlier. Sighing, I climbed out of bed and put on my desk lamp. Picking up a pen and a pad of paper, I tried for the life of me to remember any details about the car or shooter, but nothing stuck out. The car was black, I know that much.

I threw down my pen in frustration and glanced at the clock. My stomach growled. It was almost three in the morning. Two hours had passed since Edward and I had left the club.

Bar?

Hotel?

Whatever. I left my room in search of something to eat.

I had just sat down at the kitchen table with my grilled cheese sandwich when Moggy trotted into the room, closely followed by Edward.

"Morning." He yawned.

"Sorry if I woke you. I was trying to be quiet."

"Don't sweat it Bella. It wasn't you that woke me anyway. It was a stretching feline with very sharp claws that woke me." He smiled, bending over and scratching Moggy behind the ears. "What are you doing up anyway?"

"Couldn't sleep." I replied simply, taking another bite of my grilled cheese.

As quick as lightning, Edwards hand shot out and snatched the other half of my sandwich off of my plate. "Hey!" I protested. Before I could blink, he had scoffed the lot. "Oh you're going to regret that." He gave me a cocky wink and swallowed.

Almost immediatly he turned red and started gasping for water. He ran to the sink and began drinking straight from the tap. I poured him a glass of milk and tugged him away from the sink.

"What was in that food?" He gasped between giant gulps of milk.

"Pepper Jack cheese topped with finely chopped jalapeneos and tobasco sauce." I grinned, taking another bite. Edward just sat there speechless, blinking at me. I finished the remainder of my sandwich and went to make myself another. "Want another one, Ed?"

"Why do you keep doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"Calling me Ed? You know I hate it."

"What's wrong with Ed? Better than stuffy old Edward."

"Not really. I like my name as it is, Isabella."

I swivelled on the spot, knife in hand. "That's not my name."

"Yes it is."

"It's Bella. Nothing else. Just Bella." I turned back to my chopping.

"Okay, just Bella. You still never answered my question."

"Ugh, why do you have to be so infuriating?" I growled.

"Because I can and that still doesn't answer my question." I could tell he was smirking. I was pissed.

"Because I know you hate it and I know you can't act on it even though it pisses you off so much. I love the look you get, like you want to punch me in the face, but you can't, because you're too much of a gentleman." My chest was heaving and I was slightly out of breath, my eyes swimming with tears.

Edward stood up and was in front of me in a flash. "Please don't cry." He said, before his lips crashed down onto mine. Kissing me as though our lives depended on it.

I resisted a little at first and Edward growled in the back of his throat. Oh what the hell, I thought. I threw myself into the kiss, fisitng Edwards hair in my hands. It was really soft. His hands roamed the expanse of my back, finally coming to rest on my ass. He lifted me onto the counter top and I parted my knees, allowing him to step forwards. Our chests were flush together, not even a sheet of paper could squeeze through the gap.

He moved his kisses across my jawline as we both needed to breathe. "Oh Bella." He groaned. "What do you do to me?"

I panted against his chest, my hands resting atop his on my thighs. I must be mad but I was about to do something completely out of character for me.

"Edward," I whispered, afraid to talk any louder. "Come to bed with me."

Yay they finally kissed and will they, or won't they, sex it up in the bedroom?

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