Disclaimers: Twilight is owned by the lovely Stephenie Meyer. Let us all love her for her genius.

Author's Note: Thank you all! Enjoy. And please remember to review. Also, still looking for a Beta.

One Night in Vegas.

Chapter Four.

I sighed for what could have been the millionth time in the last five minutes. My dad put his paper down on top of the kitchen table and looked at me. I could tell that he wanted to ask me something, he had that look in his eyes since I got home six days ago, but he never did. It was like he was afraid of hurting my feelings. "Bells?" He said at last.

I forced a small smile upon my lips, knowing that his silence was ending now. I would quickly learn what was on my father's mind. "Yes Charlie?"

He took a deep breath and licked his lips before folding his hands on top of the kitchen table and leaning towards me. "I know you have a lot on your mind..." He said carefully. "But is there something more than... the divorce?" He looked down, tapping his fingers nervously on the table. "Did you want to talk about it?"

I stared at him a moment. There was a lot on my mind, but none of it had to do with Jacob Black, or our destroyed marriage. It was all Edward Cullen. He consumed my every waking thought, and my dreams, God, was he in my dreams. Goose bumps formed on my arms as I thoughts of his gentle touches and caressing kisses. He was always so gentle when he was making love to me in the two short days that I was with him, but in my dreams it was frantic and rough like he was trying to prove something to me.

I felt a blush creep on to my cheeks and I shook my head, trying to rid myself of the thoughts. That was definitely something I wasn't about to talk to my dad about, especially since he didn't know about Edward Cullen or my current marriage to him. "No dad." I said softly, shaking my head gently. "There isn't anything I want to talk about. I'll be fine."

Both of our heads turned when we heard the front door open, and I knew instantly who it was. Alice was the only person I knew that would just up and walk into someone else's house. Not that my dad minded, he loved Alice to pieces.

She walked into the kitchen and placed two cups of coffee down on the table, one in front of me and the other in front of Charlie. "Your husband is out side." She said pulling out her seat and sitting down, she didn't even bother looking at me. "I wasn't sure if I should invite him in, so I told him I would send you out."

Charlie shoot up out of his chair before I had time to react to Alice's words. "That son of a bitch Jacob Black isn't welcome here!" He barked, heading to grab his gun before heading out the front door. Alice and I glanced at each other quickly. Alice looked frightened and I simply shrugged. Like I cared what happened to Jake. I hoped my dad kicked his ass. What nerve he had coming here after what he had done.

"It's Edward!" She said frantically, jumping up from her seat and running after Charlie. I watched after her, momentarily confused.

Edward, huh?

My eyes widened and I quickly jumped up. "Oh, no, Charlie!" I yelled sprinting to the front door. I skid to a stop, practically running over Alice. My face paled as my father looked at me questioningly.

"Bells?" He said, looking back to Edward who was looking down at my father's gun nervously. "Is it true? Is what this man told me true?"

I laughed nervously, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. Well, there goes not telling dad. "I guess it depends on what he told you." Edward looked up at me and I bite my lip. There was that guilt again. I looked to the ground, trying to escape from his burning gaze, and sighed. "Put your gun away Charlie." I said softly, glancing over to Alice, hoping to get some kind of support, but found none.

"I told you to tell him when we got home." She said with a shrug. Alice stepped down the porch towards the two men in the driveway. "It is nice to see you again Edward. Enjoy your coffee Charlie. Call me later Bella."

I stepped forward. "Wait! Alice, where are you going?" I asked panicked.

"I'm going home." She said simply. "You need to talk to your dad."

Chicken...

She looked at Edward as she passed him to get to her car and smiled. "And husband."

I groaned and crossed my arms over my chest.

"That's for sure." Charlie and Edward said in unison, both sounding unpleased.

"Can we do this inside then?" I asked, chewing my bottom lip.

I followed Charlie back into the house, Edward close behind me. Charlie's gun was replaced in its holster before we made our way back to the kitchen. Charlie took his normal spot at the table. I looked over at Edward and pointed to my seat. "Please sit down." I said softly, not feeling much like sitting. Just in case I needed to run.

Edward stared at me for a moment, but sighed and sat down across from my father. "So," Charlie began, looking Edward in the eyes. "Why don't you begin by telling me who the hell you are." He said rudely. "Besides my daughter's husband."

"I'm Edward Cullen, sir." He said holding out his hand. Charlie stared at it for a moment.

"No need for formalities son." Charlie said narrowing his eyes and I sighed.

"Dad." I said softly and Edward put his arm down.

He glared up at me and I shut my mouth. "You know what Bells? I don't want to know. You obviously didn't want me to know because you didn't tell me anything. Not even a warning, so I'm going to continue to be ignorant about this whole mess." My dad pushed himself up out of his chair again and grabbed his paper. "I'm going to work."

I felt my bottom lip quiver and tears fill my eyes as I watched him leave. "Dad please." I called after him, following him quickly to the door.

"I don't have time for this Bella." He said pulling on his jacket. He turned and looked at me and sighed. "We'll talk later. I don't want to deal with it right now."

I simply nodded, sucking my bottom lip into my mouth and chewing on it. "Over dinner?"

Charlie nodded. "Over dinner."

-Edward's Point of View-

I watched Bella as she stood in the doorway, staring after her father, and frowned. I was beginning to think that maybe I couldn't make this work at all, that she really couldn't learn to love me the way I loved her. She was truly ashamed. I sucked in a deep breath, feeling my heartache. Who would have thought it would hurt so much to lose someone you never really head in the first place.

I quickly shook my head of the thought. I wouldn't lose her. I couldn't. The moment I laid eyes on her in that club she was all I lived for, all I would ever live for. She was my life now. I took a deep breath and placed my hand on her shoulder. I frowned as she tensed beneath my touch. "Bella?"

She quickly turned towards me, her face sour. "What are you doing here?" She hissed. "Are you completely out of your mind."

"Bella, I told you I was coming."

She huffed, placing her hands on her hips. "I didn't think you would actually come! Though, now that I think about it I should have expected it." She took a step towards me and her face visibly softened. "This isn't going to work."

She reached up, cupping my face in her small hands and pulled my face down to hers. My eyes widened in surprise as her lips clasped to mine roughly and she slowly pushed me back against the wall. I groaned softly, closing my eyes as I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me. This had to be a good sign, right? It meant a part of her missed me too. It had to...

I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist, grinding herself against me as her arms wrapped around my neck. I groaned, pulling our lips apart. She whimpered, protesting. "Please." She begged, placing sloppy opened mouthed kisses on my jaw line.

I smirked before pressing my lips to her throat. Yes, she most definitely missed a part of me. That was a start. "Please what Bella, love?"

Her fingers tangled into my hair and she pulled my mouth back to hers. "My bedroom." She murmured, taking my bottom lip between her teeth. She nipped and sucked on it gently before releasing it. "Please, take me there."

She stared into my eyes with her lust filled chocolate brown eyes and I knew in that moment that this was wrong. I mentally cursed myself as I loosened my hold on her and placed her gently down on her feet. Bella stared up at me dazed and confused. "Edward?" She asked softly.

"I'm sorry love." I said softly, leaning down to kiss her gently on the lips. "We can't do this. Not here." Her bottom lip jutted out. I leaned down and nipped at it, chuckling softly.

"Why not?" She whined, pushing me away. She was glaring at me now.

She loved my body. That alone was obvious, and for right now I was okay with it. But would I be able to live with that fact if I couldn't find a way to make her love me completely? I frowned, taking a deep breath. "Well, for one this is your father's house." I pressed my pointer finger against her lips as she opened her mouth to speak, and she huffed angrily. "And two I'm a little upset with you." She stared at me confused. Of course she wouldn't know why. I sighed.

"Edward..."

"I have a house I want you to see." I held my hand out to her and she stared up, pouting still. She was still stuck on my rejection and I frowned again. "I'm sorry Bella. I won't do that here, but maybe if you came with me to see the house..."

Bella quickly grabbed my hand and dragged me to the door. "I'm taking that as a promise." She said and I smiled.

"I didn't even finish my sentence." I laughed. "I might not have been going to say what you wanted me to."

"But I'm taking it that way." She said pulling the house door closed and locking it before turning to face me, smiling. I cocked my head to the side , my lips slowly curling up in to a smile. Her face flushed and she took a deep breath as she stared up at me and for a moment it was quiet. "I've missed you..." She said breathlessly.

Author's Note: Okay, I want to know how many of you would like for me to have Bella become pregnant with Edward's child? Or would you rather see Alice end up with child? Let me know.