WOW. I'VE BEEN BUSY. And wanna know something funny? This was actually in my word document and has been sitting there for 3 weeks! I've been non stop! But ON THE UPSIDE I'm going to the State tournament for Speech! Is that a good enough excuse!? (I hope so) Okay! Enjoy! we're back on track! All rights to Stephanie Meyer!

Ch. 16

I found myself dozing off in Edward's arms. "Maybe it's time to get you to bed" he whispered into my shoulder. We had been sitting in each other's embrace for an immeasurable amount of minutes. He skillfully grabbed my legs, and hoisted me up, and carried me up the stairs. My dress was pretty much merely an accessory now, riding it up in all the wrong places. When he set me down I realized I was in his room. He disappeared and I heard the sound of running water. He came back, taking my hand, and lead me into his bathroom. I had been moving slowly and sluggishly, barely making any movements on my own- the alcohol and the confessions had gotten to me. He turned me around, so my back faced him. I felt him raise my arms as he slid my dress off. His hands were on my back as he guided me into the tub, he looked away as I sat down.

"I'll be right back, okay" he bent down next to me as the water ran. All I could do was nod. I closed my eyes and let the water soak in, as what I had just heard tried to sink in as well. After ten minutes Edward came back in. "Do you need a few more minutes" I shook my head. He took a towel, "I'm not looking" he said as she looked to the floor. I got out of the bathtub and fell into the towel. He wrapped it around me, his arms wrapping around me as well. He stopped for a second, and I let my head rest on his shoulder. He disappeared for a second, only to come back with a long sleeve t-shirt. "This was the best I could find, is this okay?" I nodded. He went behind me again, I let my towel drop- and lifted my arms, to feel the smooth cloth run over me. The shirt came to mid thigh. In that moment I realized how nice it was to be taken care of, I hadn't realized on what I had been missing out on. His hand slipped around my waste as he led me out of his bathroom and into his bed. He tucked me in. "Good night Bella" He kissed the top of my head instinctively, and shut off the lamp beside me.

I woke up to the gray light filtering through the window and the leaves rustling around. I stretched out and had to take a second to remember where I was. Edward's puffy white bedding surrounded me as I stretched out; my head hurt like no other, I groaned. I was about to lay down again until I heard a voice, Edward's voice- he was singing. I got out of bed, clad in my long t-shirt, to hear him singing downstairs… the smell of bacon was also present. Edward's singing and food was all it took for me to get downstairs.

I shuffled into the kitchen and stopped for a minute. There was Edward, only present in a pair of boxers, singing and making breakfast; it certainly was a sight that I let myself enjoy for a minute.

"Hey" I smiled. He looked up, surprised, and smiled.

"Morning. How do you feel" he turned to me as I walked towards him.

"Good" was all I could really say. Just because last night happened, it didn't mean I had any clue where we stood, but I wasn't about to bring that up. He walked towards me, making me suddenly aware at how scantily clothes we both were.

"I made breakfast" he said in a lower, rougher voice. He put his hands on the counter, on either side of me. I wasn't quite sure what was going on, but I liked it.

"Excellent… because I'm awfully hungry" I teased. He leaned in, his face close to mine.

"Me too" he whispered, looking into my eyes. Just as I thought we were about to kiss, the universe, or more specifically Edward has different plans for us. "Ahh this is bad I'm sorry" I looked at him curiously, pulling my head back. I pushed him away.

"Why do you keep leading me on!?" I heard myself say. He took a deep breath.

"Bella I can't do anything, and I do want to, trust me- I do, until I call things off with Tanya- it's only right and fair to her." He rubbed his head, obviously stressed. I breathed a sigh of relief and stepped towards him again, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I think that's a good idea" I smiled, and then looked over his shoulder. "Now… I actually wasn't kidding when I said I was hungry."