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Edward reached the truck before me, the air around me stirred with his speed
Edward reached the truck before me, the air around me stirred with his speed. He tried to make a grab for the keys but I anticipated his approach and swiftly stepped out of the way, not as quickly as Edward but fortunately he could not predict where I was moving.
"Bella, you drive so slowly," he groaned, "We could probably get there faster if we ran…" he said as he leaned in and kissed me softly. As tempting as it was to return the affection, I pulled away with a sigh.
"Sorry, Mr. Cullen," I laughed, "but I can't let you distract me right now, I have somewhere to drive us." He growled softly but took a seat on the passenger side while my engine coughed and sputtered to life.
"Bella, you really ought to let me get you a new car. It doesn't have to be large or flashy, that's Rose's thing… It just has to move quicker than maybe twenty miles an hour," he said with a brief glance at the dashboard reading out our speed of fifteen miles an hour.
I bit my lip and tried to edge the truck up to twenty but it struggled and I had to submit to a slower pace. "And it might be nice if the car were painted a color other than 'rusted and chipped paint,'" he said with a crooked smile that left me dazzled and struggling to stay in control of my car. I focused back on the road so we wouldn't veer off again.
"Edward I like my truck, it has character, it fits me," I grumbled.
"Oh Bella, it doesn't suit you at all. You deserve better. I know you don't like expensive gifts but if it will make you feel better you can pay me back when you have the money. This car is dangerous, it could break down at any moment and I can't allow you to be at risk like that. You're too precious to me."I slowed the car for a moment and gave him a hard stare.
"I've dealt with things FAR more dangerous than a slightly decrepit truck Edward," I said as I turned back to the road. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Edward shrug his shoulders as he leaned over to turn the radio on. After tuning past several stations of static, he settled for a station playing a song I didn't know but he hummed along in time with the music.
"What song is that?" I asked, happy to change the subject.
"Stolen- Dashboard Confessional," he said with a smile and closed his eyes, enjoying a private joke. I pulled my truck to the side of the road and parked. When Edward realized where we were, he smiled softly and brushed my cheek with his hand. He raced around to my side of the car and opened the door for me.
"Our meadow," he murmured before he embraced me in a tender kiss. He tossed me lightly onto his back and began to run through the woods. Trees flew passed us but he dodged all of them and I watched them- no longer afraid- breeze by us one at a time. He set me down when we reached the clearing and it's beauty still managed to astonish me, even though I could still picture Laurent, prepared to pounce and slay me, could still remember searching for this spot with Jacob and could still remember the first time I met the wolves. So many haunting memories, and yet being here with Edward returned the magic to the place which once had caused me so much pain. Edward took my hand in his, flesh against marble and we walked toward the center of the clearing. The further from the shade we got, the more Edward began to sparkle. Light shined off of him reflecting every which way, making him look even godlier. I reached out and touched his shimmering hand, pulling him down to the soft grass with me.
"Sit," I whispered as I pressed myself to him.
"It was a good idea to come here," he whispered back, "We haven't come in so long." I smiled up at him.
"I still remember the first time we came, the first time I saw you like this," I said as I intertwined my fingers with his and traced patterns on his glittering marble skin.
"When the lion fell in love with the lamb…" he murmured. I closed my eyes and inhaled the smell of his sweet breath as it brushed against my face. I looked into his eyes, a dark topaz now but getting darker every day, I knew I had made the right decision when I chose him.
As I was lying there thinking, I suddenly felt Edward stiffen in my arms. His face, once calm only moments ago, now displayed a mask of hatred and anger. He leaped into a crouch, arms spread out guarding me. That's when I saw it, a wild flash of color darting through the trees.
"Werewolf," he spat as he crouched, ready to pounce on a moments notice.
O.K. because the last chapter was so short I decided to add a new chapter even though I only got about 2 reviews and would have liked more. So please try to read and review. I'd rather not update until about 33 reviews please but I suppose I may update before then anyways. No flames please thanks for your support :)