Disclaimer: The Twilight Saga belongs to Stephenie Meyer, Not me!

A/N: This will be in Esme's point of view for the entire story because I'm best at writing things from her view, I'm not so good at writing the other Cullen's Pov's (Points of view). Also this is my first attempt at an All Human Twilight Fanfic so bear with me here. Plus all grammar and spelling mistakes are my own so if I spell something wrong then I am deeply sorry.

I was walking home or as Bella would call it "The walk of shame" after my amazing night with Carlisle, I wished it could be more than just a one-night stand but I had a pretty good feeling that he wasn't going to call me.

He was so gentle and tender with me and I've never felt so adored in all my life as if he really loved me and my god those hands, those hands. The way his skin felt against mine and the way it felt to have his hands all over me, just thinking about it sent a shivers up my spine.

Eyes as deep as the ocean and just as blue god I could drown in his eyes. I got lost in the memories of last night and before I knew it I was walking into my apartment, I kicked off my heels and flopped on my bed sighing like a love sick school girl.

My phone rang and I shot up to answer it not looking at the caller I.D. and picked up saying,"Carlisle?"

"Who the hell is Carlisle and where the fuck were you last night? We tried to find you before we left but you were just gone, do you have any idea how worried we were? Don't even care to let us know that you were still alive, just run off with lover boy and who gives a shit about your friends." Rosalie ranted in my ear and I sighed in disappointment.

"Oh Rose, he's so handsom and I could get lost in his eyes for hours. Oh my god Rosalie if only you could have seen it, how is it possible that someone could be so irritating and yet so... so deliciously sexy?" I rambled before moaning out the last part and Rose made a gagging sound.

"Oh good god Esme I so do NOT want to know. Are you sure you're alright, you sound like you're drunk." Rose groaned and I giggled.

"No Rose I'm not drunk, not the way you mean anyway and I'm just fine thank you very much. I am however absolutely hypnotized by Carlisle, oh god I'm horrible though. I wrote my name and number down for him before I snuck out... Oh my god Rosalie you should see his house, its like a freakin' palace. He's a surgeon at Forks hospital and let me tell you he is good with his hands, my god those hands, he drives a black mercedes. I can't believe I'm such an idiot to have left him, why did I do that? Now he probably thinks I hate him but I don't, in fact I think... I think I'm in love with him. Rosalie what am I gonna do? Do I wait and hope he calls me or do I go find him and tell him how I feel?" I asked after I rambled in her ear.

"Esme I think you drank way too much last night and you've got a massive hangover so go sleep it off. Call me when you're not talkin' all lovey-dovey about your irritatingly sexy one-night stand. I'll talk to ya later. Click!" Rosalie told me before she hung up on me.

Maybe she was right, maybe it was just a one-night stand and I was still too hungover to see it but he was so nice to me even after I acted like a stuck-up little snob to him and he still treated me right. He was so gentle with me, he told me I was beautiful and I-I... left him.

I broke down and cried into my pillow, how could I be so cruel to him? Eventually I cried myself to sleep hoping he would call me though after how I treated him I doubted that he would.

Dream

I was asleep in my bed when I suddenly felt someone wrap their arms around me from behind and whisper,"Esme why did you have to go? I wanted you to stay, I needed you to stay but you left me why?" they asked and I knew it was him.

"I'm scared Carlisle. I love you so much but I'm afraid of getting hurt again, I've only been with one other besides you and he was a monster. He hurt me Carlisle, he hurt me really badly but then you were so gentle with me and I was scared that I'd lose you because I don't deserve you so I left and I'm so sorry." I whimpered and he pulled me closer to him.

"Shh its okay, you deserve to be treated like the queen you are and I'll never hurt you like that ever, you'll never lose me. I love you Esme so let me love you the way you deserve." he whispered in my ear as his hand trailed down my body and between my legs.

He slid two fingers over my drenched folds and growled lowly in my ear,"So wet baby."

I whimpered,"Please." and he licked my throat,"No, not yet. You'll know when its time." he whispered and then he was gone.

He'd left me just like I'd left him...

End of dream

I shot up in bed, drenched in sweat and slightly aroused. Wow, talk about vivid dreams or more accurately nightmares. I could actually feel his arms around me, his hot breath as he whispered in my ear and feel his every touch as he licked my throat from the base all the way up to my jaw. I looked at my alarm clock which read 3am and sighed, what did he mean by "You'll know when its time." time for what?