One Night Only

Eleven

I stared at Edward while he slept, studying his features. His hair was perfectly disarrayed as usual, which I loved to run my fingers through or tug on whenever we touched. His mouth was slightly open and his strong angular jaw line was pebbled lightly with stubble. His breathing was soft and even; he looked peaceful in slumber. I lightly ran the pads of my fingers against his jaw, feeling the prickle of the little hairs that were growing. I could feel my heart swell as I marveled at the virile, infuriating, compassionate, stubborn man that I was in love with. I leaned forward, placing a feather light kiss at the corner of his mouth. I felt him stir and saw his eyelashes begin to slowly flutter, waking up.

"Good morning," he said in a gravelly voice, wrapping his arm around my back and pulling me into his side. He placed a kiss on my forehead, trailing his fingers along my spine.

"Good morning."

"How did you sleep?" He asked as he continued to absentmindedly caress my back.

"I slept like a baby," I chuckled lightly. "I'm assuming you slept good as well."

"Very much so. I always sleep better when you're here." I felt my pulse quicken as butterflies fluttered against the walls of my stomach. I didn't acknowledge what he said, silently turning over his words in my head.

"I'm hungry. Breakfast?" He asked.

"Yeah." Edward pecked me on the lips, sliding out of bed. I watched his tight naked ass retreat into his closet, admiring the view. He came out in flannel pajama pants, his washboard abs on display. I bit my bottom lip, want coursing through my veins. I couldn't get enough of his body; it was beyond insane how much I craved his touch.

"Stop," he chuckled.

"Huh?" I looked up to see him smiling, his green eyes filled with amusement.

"You're staring at me like you want to eat me. I swear I saw you dribble," he chortled. I took a pillow and threw it at him. It hit him in the chest and he looked at me wickedly.

"Oh, you're gonna pay for that," he said, charging at me. I squealed as he hopped on the bed, covering my body and began tickling me. I laughed and screamed through the torture, breathlessly surrendering so he would stop. He laughed, letting go his hold on me and kissed me sweetly.

"You're evil," I said between breaths.

"Yeah, but you love it," he replied. His green eyes twinkled with delight and he scrambled off of me to get off the bed. " I'm going to make us something to eat now. Join me whenever you're ready." I watched him leave before I flopped back down on the bed, lost to the feelings that were taking over me. Little did he know, I loved him. . .hard.

"So, tell me about your parents," Edward said as we ate eggs florentine and wheat toast.

"What do you want to know?" I asked, taking a sip of OJ.

"Anything you wanna tell me. That's one of the things we haven't talked about."

"Well my dad, Charlie, is the Police Chief of our hometown, Forks. I went to live with him when I was seventeen and stayed until I went off to Seattle for college." I paused a moment before continuing, "Charlie and I are alike in a way. Our relationship is sort of odd but we get each other. I love him to death."

Edward listened with rapt attention. "And your mother?"

"Reneé is a free spirit, if you will. She just goes with the flow with life and whatever hand she's dealt. Growing up, I was more like the adult and she, the child. She's clueless at times, but it's just how she is. She lives with her husband, Phil, in Jacksonville."

"Why did you move to Forks when you were seventeen?"

"I was living in Phoenix with my mom until she met Phil. When they got married, I decided to move in with Charlie; I wanted them to have their space."

Edward nodded, cleaning up the last morsel of food on his plate. "I see why you're so mature for your age, it's enlightening," Edward said admiringly. "Did your dad ever remarry?"

"Yes. He actually married his friend's widow. Her name is Sue and she's really sweet. They've been married for six years and she makes him really happy. My step-siblings, Seth and Leah, are great too."

"You sound like you miss them," he said inquisitively.

"I do. I need to go back soon to spend time with them. I talk to my dad twice a week and he's wants me to visit soon. I also plan on making a stop in Florida to see my mom before coming back to New York."

"Is it hard traveling back and forth to make time for both parents?"

I thought carefully before coming up with an answer. "I suppose it is. It's always been that way, ever since I was a child. I would travel back and forth to spend holidays with them, but I'm used to it. They don't hate each other or anything like that but it's what works for them."

Edward nodded, gesturing to my plate. "You all done?" I looked down at the half eaten leftovers, deciding I've had enough. My stomach was in knots, ever since last night when I realized what I was feeling for Edward.

"Yeah I'm good." He scooped up the plate, scraping the remains in the trash before putting the dishes in the dishwasher. I watched as he cleaned the stove and counter, enthralled with him. I had it so bad for him, it was beyond ridiculous.

"Bella?" I snapped my eyes up to his face. He was looking at me with confusion. "Are you going to answer me?"

I was completely lost. "What did you ask me?"

"I asked you what do you want to do today?" He folded his arms over his chest and my eyes followed the movement. He laughed heartily, clearly catching me checking him out. "Besides having your way with my body?"

My face flamed, the blush warming my cheeks. "I'm sorry. You dazzle me sometimes."

He looked at me with curious interest. "I dazzle you, huh?"

"Yes, quite frequently," I admitted.

"You dazzle me, too." I blushed even harder at his admission, the butterflies more prominent in my belly. I saw him move towards me, a hungry feral look in his green eyes. He stood in front of me, softly caressing my cheek. "You're so beautiful, Bella." My heart thumped wildly in my chest as he captured my lips in the sweetest kiss. It was unhurried, delicate in a way. It was romantic and I got swept into the feeling. Edward scooped me into his arms, carrying me to the bedroom, never breaking the kiss.

He placed me on the bed, lifting his shirt off my body, leaving me naked. He took off his pants and placed his body on mine. I opened up to him, my body welcoming the sweet intrusion. I moaned as he took my body to new heights, his thrusts languid and even. His kisses soft, as well as his touch. He looked into my eyes and I got lost in the rapture. I soared high and it was so beautiful. A tear escaped and Edward kissed it away as he held me close. This time was different; it wasn't wild like the others. This time it was slow and sweet and I couldn't deny what just happened for what it was. . .we had just made love.

I knew that from this moment on, the dynamic of the relationship I had with Edward was changing into something more and was in motion from the beginning.