Breaking Dawn( part 3 ).

Renesmee's hope, our hope.

Edward and I lied soundlessly on the bed resting after what felt like minutes of making love but was actually hours.
I lay in his arms as he casually began stroking my arm back and forth. My mind wondered aimlessly back to our daughter and of she was still asleep. I wondered when would be best to check up on her, since I haven't for hours.

It was still necessary even though we no longer had to worry about The Voltouri watching over our shoulders. Plus I know for a fact that once Jacob was always there to protect her. All we needed to do was to try our best to stop worrying about how she would grow.

She was grown enough to start making some of her own decisions, but I can't seem to get past the fact that she is becoming more mature and neither can Edward.

I love her so much to know that if I was in her position I would've wanted my own space, after all, I was once a teenager and is still considered as one to my father, my human friends, and some members of the Quillete tribe, down by LA Push.

I felt Edward's hand tighten against my waist and looked up to see what was bothering him.
" Bella, what are you thinking?" He asked as I used the back of my hand to slightly rub the side of his face.

I let down my shield and then turned to my side to slightly face him.
"Why don't you see for yourself," I assured him.

In less than a sixteenth of a second he stared intently out of space and then after what seemed like hours but was merely two minutes and about forty four seconds, he sighed and brought his gaze to my eyes.

"What is Edward?" I managed to ask while trying my best not to look away from his gaze, which was at one point no use.

He tilted his neck to the side to see keep better gaze.
"I cannot seem to find the strength in accepting that our little Renesmee has grown up so quickly. I too wonder how long it will be before she goes off to college,get married, settle down and maybe have children."
After his little speech I stared at his mixed expression and picked up a few on his face. Pain, love, hope and sadness.

"Oh, Edward I think we could use a few days alone with our daughter, just to see how she is really doing and maybe spend as few days with her."
I read his face for any expressions and in a split second his face set on one expression to which I easily recognized to be love.

"Yeah, why not?" He said as casually as possible, but I could still hear a hint of excitement in his voice, which surprisingly caused me to chuckle lightly,
" Bella, what is it?" He asked in a slightly confused tone.

"Uh, just listening to you try to hide the over excitement in your voice, from my mention of visiting our daughter." I hesitantly replied, as I was searching his face for expressions that would make me wanna chuckle again.

To my surprise he flipped me over and he was now hovering just a few inches away from my face. "You always did know when I was trying to hide something, or are you that observant? "

The sweet scent of his breath which smelled like cinnamon and mint, but what was most overwhelming was his natural scent which consisted of wet wood in the summer time and naturally blooming hyacinths.
I couldn't help but to lean in for another whiff and to my surprise, he planted his lips on mine, and for a split second I didn't respond and then I hungrily kissed him back, wanting him to touch every aching part of my body.
I flipped him over vampire speed and began to slightly tease him by rubbing my body , slightly on him. This caused him to groan and then I couldn't help but to scream his name because of the amount of bliss and pleasure he was giving me.

I wanted him badly and I got exactly what I wanted and I loved it because he was making sure I was happy and I was making sure he was too.

"Have I told how much I love you?" Edward asked in a husky voice, that turned me on even more.
In replied, my lips a bit shaky, " Yes and I love you and I always will , forever...." I smiled sweetly at him.
"Yes, forever...." He smiled and flashed his perfectly white teeth, then dove in for another round of love making only this time it was slower and more passionate.....( not that we haven't done better before), not that I could ever complain.

I loved him too much.