Summary: Edward and Bella have grown up hating each other. Can being forced to

spend one HOT Spring Break together change all of that?

Disclaimer: I took inspiration from Stephenie Meyer, but I do not own anything of Twilight.

AN: I apologize from the bottom of my heart that it took me so long to finish this story. Thank you for sticking with me!

Enemy Mine

Chapter 32: "A Happy Ending is a Good Start"

"Fuck off again," Edward told him. "And set the game up. I'm about to annihilate your ass."

"If I were your mother," Carlisle said from the other side of the door. "I think someone would owe the swear jar about… oh, three dollars at least. May I come in, boys?"

"Sure dad! And it was Edward doing the swearing," Emmett added as his father came in the room.

"And I'm sure you haven't used a single curse all day, son?"

Edward laughed sarcastically and Emmett just shrugged.

"I thought you were spending the day at the hospital?" Edward asked.

"No, I just had a few patients to check in on, but I have a patient to keep an eye on here too."

"Bella? Is she OK?"

"I didn't see her. Based on the sound of laughter coming from your sister's room, I'd say she is just fine. Relaxing with her friends like that is good for her."

"Friends?" Emmett asked.

"Rosalie is over there too." Edward informed him.

"Why didn't you say something, dude? " Emmett asked, jumping up.

"I thought you knew," Edward defended himself as his brother barreled out of the room. "I thought we were going to play!"

"I'll play the game with you, son," Carlisle offered.

"Uh… I don't think you know how to play this one, dad."

"A little more advanced than Dig Dug, I guess. Right?"

"Dig what?"

"Never mind, son. I was just having an 80's flashback," Carlisle laughed to himself. "But I did want to talk to you alone, so now might be a good time."

Shit! Here it comes.

"Don't look like a deer caught in the headlights, Edward. You're not in trouble."

That didn't really help and Edward still had to force himself to swallow before he spoke. "What did you want to talk to me about, dad?"

"About Bella."

Deer caught in headlights look returned.

Carlisle laughed this time. "Calm down son. I just wanted to let you know that if you want to talk about anything… anything… I hope you will come to me. I promise to try not to lecture you. I just want you to have an outlet if things get… confusing… and you need an ear. No judgment."

"But, you're my dad," Edward stammered, trying not to be embarrassed that his father was obviously alluding to questions of a sexual nature.

"And I'm a doctor. And I'm not blind. I know you and Bella are… close."

"Oh, hell, dad… I mean, sorry… Oh heck! Do we have to have this talk?" Edward pleaded.

"No talk, son. I swear. Just, know that you can come to me and I'll listen and that's all. OK?"

"Seriously? That's all?" he asked incredulously.

"I have no doubts that you love Bella, Edward. And that really is the most important thing. You two love each other and you'll take care of each other so… you two will be OK."

"Wow. Why do I feel I should thank you for being the coolest dad ever?"

"Don't. I plan to tell your mother you now owe the swear jar four dollars. She is really serious about curbing you kids' vocabulary."

"Well… crap. That one is OK, right?"

"Yes, I think that word is on the borderline but we won't count it.

"Thanks, dad. I mean… really… thanks."

Carlisle just nodded as a timid knock sounded at the door.

"Am I interrupting?" Bella asked as she poked her head in from the hallway.

"Not at all. Come in," Carlisle encouraged her. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine," she told him, stepping further into the room. "Emmett came barreling in a moment ago and announced 'girl time' was over."

Both father and son frowned a little, but Bella waved it off. "It was fine, really. Alice had been ignoring Jasper's last three texts already and I know it was driving her crazy. What are you playing?"

Carlisle laughed. "I'm apparently too old for this one," he told her. "How is your arm feeling? You took your sling off again."

"It feels better, actually," Bella assured him. "But I'll go put the sling back on if you think I should."

"No need to if it's not hurting. In fact, why don't you sit down and see if you can teach my son a thing or two about this game he thinks is so difficult."

"Don't joke," Edward said, "She's good at this one. She probably will beat me."

"How would you know? You've never played against me before."

"Of course not… I wasn't willing to LOSE to you before."

"Oh, and you are now?"

Edward grinned. "I didn't exactly say that. Prepare to be schooled, Swan."

"Oh, please, you are SO going down, Cullen," she shot back, sitting down beside him and picking up the controller.

Neither of them even heard Carlisle's laugh as he left the room. It was battle time, and no one was taking prisoners.

An hour later, Bella was leading by several points and her thumbs were beginning to chaff. Edward didn't show signs of slowing down, though, and quitting first was not her style.

"You know," she said casually, without missing a beat of the game. "It's been awfully quiet out there. And Emmett never came back to his room. Maybe everyone is gone."

"I doubt it," Edward kept his eyes on the screen as he scored several bonus points that made Bella curse internally.

"So, where is everyone?"

"I don't know. Why?"

"I just wondered if there was the chance that we were… alone?"

With that last word Edward glanced slightly her way, causing himself to make a crucial mistake in the game. Before he could cry foul or even swear at the controller, Bella tossed hers aside and quickly moved to straddle his lap. Edward gasped, his controller rolling to the side as his hands instinctively gripped her hips.

"Wouldn't it be a shame if we were all alone and we used the time to play a video game?" she teased him.

"Are you just saying this because you are losing?"

"I was winning," she insisted, her lips hovering over his as she moved closer. "But, if you'd rather keep playing the game…"

Edward moved his hands up her back and pressed her forward so their chests were crushed together.

"Does that mean 'no'?" Bella managed to ask a second before Edward's lips claimed hers in a heated kiss.

She opened her mouth and let his tongue move in first as she moaned around it; moving her own against his in a deliciously slow manner.

"Maybe we should take this outside of Emmett's room," Edward said, reluctantly breaking apart.

"Good idea. I think he's been through enough for one day," she agreed, rolling off of his lap and getting to her feet. "Any chance we can make it to your room unseen?"

"Doubt it, unless we really are alone in the house."

"Hmmm…." Bella said, opening the door a crack. "I still don't hear anything. Maybe they all did leave."

"My luck isn't that good…"

As if on cue, Emmett's booming voice carried from the bottom of the stairs. "Edward! Bella! Come eat!"

"Damn," Edward muttered.

"Actually, I'm kind of starving," Bella confessed with a guilty look.

"Really?" Edward asked, immediately brightening. "Well, that's music to my ears, baby. Let's go eat!"

Descending the stairs they could hear Esme chastising Emmett about yelling in the house and they both turned a little red when Emmett's defense was that he wasn't about to risk interrupting the love birds.

"He didn't say 'again' at least," Bella whispered, letting go of Edward's hand as they entered the kitchen.

"There you two are," Esme smiled as she handed a large bowl of salad to Emmett.

"What's all this, mom?" Edward asked.

"I made us a nice lunch to have outside. We don't often get such a beautiful day to enjoy together like this."

She motioned for them to follow her out the back door where Alice, Rosalie, and Jasper were already sitting at the patio table.

"Hey Jazz," Edward waved. "I didn't know you were here."

"Alice sent me a text saying your mom wanted me to come over for lunch," he explained. "You're too much, Mrs. Cullen. This all looks great."

"He's right," Rosalie agreed, nodding to the fried chicken and fresh fruit already on the table. "You're like Super-Mom, Mrs. Cullen. I may never leave."

Bella smiled at that, knowing exactly how Rosalie felt. She immediately began to feel guilty, though, as if she was betraying her own mother somehow.

"I just like to see my kids happy… that's all any mother wants," Esme replied, slipping an arm around Bella's waist and smiling at her as if she could read her thoughts. "If our kids are happy, that makes us happy."

Bella smiled back at her gratefully, knowing she was trying to say that Rene would want her to relax and enjoy her time with them. Sometimes it was like Esme could read their minds or something and Bella vowed to herself to try, but the guilt was still churning her stomach a bit. Old habits really did die hard. Sitting down next to Edward she focused on the food in front of her and remembered suddenly that she was hungry.

Carlisle was the last to take his seat, coming quickly out the back door in a short sleeved polo and eyeing the massive amount of food on the table. "Well, is the army ready to eat?" he teased, "Because that's what it looks like your mother cooked for."

"Bella is!" Edward smiled. "She's starving."

"Is that so?" Carlisle grinned.

"Yup! Starving," she agreed with a broad smile of her own, knowing it would please them both.

As it turned out, everyone was starving and they eagerly began passing the food around the large table. The sun was bright and warm on their little group and Bella couldn't seem to keep the smile from her face as she listened to the chatter and stuffed herself with chicken and potato salad. Edward caught her grin as she laughed at one of Emmett's jokes and mouthed the word "beautiful" to her from behind his napkin.

"So, how are you guys going to handle it?" Rosalie asked pointedly .

"What?" Edward asked, realizing he'd missed the first part of her question because he was watching Bella blush in response to him.

Rosalie didn't seem to notice his distraction and asked again, "How are you and Bella going to handle going back to school? "

"What do you mean?" Bella asked.

"Now that you are an official couple," she explained. "If it is anything like my school, the gossip hounds will be nipping at your heals before you can get to your first class."

Bella scrunched up her face in confusion. "I doubt it will be like that. How will they even know?"

Alice and Rosalie looked at each other and back at Bella incredulously, and even Jasper glanced up in surprise.

"What do you mean, Bells?" Alice asked.

"It's not like we have to make some grand announcement that we're together," Bella explained. "Right? I mean, people will just find out as time goes on."

Another shocked look passed around the table before Alice cleared her throat and said gently. "Bella… everybody already knows."

Bella gasped in surprise. "What? How could they? Alice, you didn't…"

"It wasn't Alice," Rosalie explained, looking at Edward accusingly. "Didn't you tell her this part?"

"What part?" he asked, seemingly as confused as Bella.

"The part where you pretty much declared your undying love for her in front of the better part of the Forks High School student body," Emmett was more than happy to explain. "That part, dude."

"You did what?" Bella declared, half horrified and half elated.

Edward looked back at his brother and shook his head. "I did that? When?"

"At the hospital, Edward," Alice picked up the explanation. "When dad came out and said that Bella was asking for you and Charlie tried to keep you from seeing her…."

Edward nodded. "Yeah, I remember that part."

"Do you also remember that half the school was in the waiting room at that time?" Jasper joined in asking.

"I… I guess I wasn't thinking about…."

"And they all overheard the conversation?" Bella interrupted. "And they heard that I was asking for Edward?"

Alice nodded. "They heard that Edward was the only person you wanted to see. And they saw him just about take a swing at the chief of police to get to you."

"Edward, what all did you say?" Bella asked in genuine curiosity.

"Um, I don't exactly remember everything. I think I said something like…."

"He kept yelling, 'Take me to her! Take me to her now, damn'it!" Emmett happily replied for him, over-dramatizing it just a bit. "And Alice added something about how Charlie shouldn't keep you apart."

Bella's eyes were wide now. "You're joking? Who all heard?"

"Well, Jessica was there… so…"

"So, the whole world has heard by now," Bella finished knowingly. Then she surprised everyone with a laugh. "I can't even imagine what her face must have looked like when she listened to all of that!"

The entire table started laughing with her.

"Oh, it was a sight to see, I'm sure," Alice agreed. "I wish I'd paid attention at the time."

"That's OK," Bella informed her, "It sounds like you were busy defending us. So, thanks for that."

"At least we don't have to wonder what people will be thinking on Monday," Edward pointed out.

"True," Bella agreed. "That will make it easier. There won't be so many questions."

"I doubt that!" Alice shook her head. "People will still be asking questions. You two are the hottest gossip in town now."

"Even if that's true…"

"Oh, it's true!"

"Still," Bella protested. "We aren't exactly new news… people will be at school expecting to see us together. So, a few whispers is no big deal."

"I think you might stir up more than a few but as long as it doesn't bother you guys…"

"Why should it bother us?" Edward asked with a grin.

"And if they are talking about us," Bella added, "they won't be talking about the case and everything that happened on the mountain. I'd rather people gossip about me and Edward than ask about that."

Edward put his arm around Bella in concern and the others just nodded.

"Do you think you'll feel up to going to school on Monday?" Carlisle asked her. "That only gives you one more day to rest up."

"Dad's right," Edward said, "You don't have to go back just because Spring Break is over."

"I can give you a doctor's note," Carlisle assured her.

"Thanks, but I think I'm going to want to go to school with everyone else. Something normal might be kind of nice."

"Don't tell me you are looking forward to the end of Spring Break," Emmett said in horror. "That's blasphemy!"

"Em, do you even know what blasphemy is?" Bella asked.

"It's something that just isn't right," he declared. "Like looking forward to school."

"I wouldn't go that far. I just said I didn't want to be left behind when the rest of you go back," Bella shook her head at him.

"I still don't get it," he shook his head at her in return.

They stayed at the table talking for a long time after lunch was finished. Eventually, Carlisle had to take a call so the rest of them helped Esme clear the table, proclaiming her Super-mom again before she shooed them back outside for more fresh air.

"I can't even imagine going back to school if the weather is like this," Alice announced, stretching out on a chase lounger like a cat in the sun.

Bella lay against Edward in another lounger, her leg draped slightly over his and her arm around his waist while his hand rubbed circles on her bare shoulder.

"Good thing we don't live in California, then, or you'd be skipping all the time," Emmett teased from where he sat with his arm around Rosalie. "You miss enough school when there is a big sale as it is."

Bella laughed without opening her eyes and felt Edward's chest rumble beneath her as he joined in. The afternoon felt warm and peaceful … and most of all safe. It felt the way she'd imagined a perfect Spring Break day to be, only better.

Not even the call from her parents that came a little later could disrupt Bella's mood. When Esme stuck her head outside the back door and called to Bella that her mother was on the phone, she felt Edward's body tense instantly. Bella just gave him a reassuring smile before getting up to take the call, amazed herself that she wasn't bothered by the interruption.

"Mom?" she spoke into the kitchen phone. "Is everything all right?"

"Oh, everything is fine, honey," Rene replied. "I was just thinking that you might need a few extra things from the house before school starts next week. I did your laundry so everything would be clean for you. And, I promise, nothing was shrunk in the dryer… this time."

"Um, thanks, mom. I actually hadn't even thought about that," Bella told her, surprised at her mom's thoughtfulness. "I guess I could come over and get a few things tomorrow."

"Well… that was the other reason I called," Rene went on. "I wanted to let you know that your father and I may be out of town tomorrow. That is, you see, there is an art show in Seattle that I had been planning to go to this weekend. I forgot all about it until today but… well… you're never going to believe this, honey, but your father offered to go with me tomorrow if I still wanted to see the exhibit."

"Charlie at an art show?"

"I know, it's not something I thought I'd ever see either, but I think this is his way of trying," she said softly. "It's a start, anyway."

Bella felt a grin spread across her face. "Yeah, it is definitely a change for him."

"Oh, but, we don't have to go," Rene assured her quickly. "If you need us here, Bella, we can stay in town…"

"No, no," Bella told her. "You and dad go. Have a nice time. I'll have Edward take me by the house to get some things tomorrow so you don't have to rush to be home for me. I mean, who knows how long it will be before you get dad to another art show?"

Rene laughed and Bella laughed with her. It felt nice.

That night as she lay again in Edward's arms, Bella recounted to him the conversation she'd had with her mom.

"Charlie at an art show?" Edward repeated to her as if he was having trouble wrapping his head around the idea.

"I know," Bella laughed, her chin resting just above his stomach as she looked up at him. "I think he is trying to figure out how to try with mom. It's actually kind of sweet."

Edward's hand cupped her cheek before moving back through her hair. "Do you think they'll make it work?"

Bella shrugged. "I don't know, but at least they are both still willing to try. It's out of my hands so, I promise you, no more trying to fix things for them."

"Why are you promising me that?"

"Because I know that I get myself all worked up over their issues and that makes you worry about me. So, I'm going to try to stay out of it from now on. I mean, I'm not saying that I won't be affected at all by what happens to their marriage, but I promise I'm not going to … to…"

"To stress out over it as much?"


Edward leaned down to kiss her. "You're amazing," he told her.

"You're just saying that because you love me," she teased.

"Yes, I do," he told her between kisses as he rolled her over on her back.

"I love you too," Bella said against his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him harder.

When she had first snuck into his bedroom, leaving behind a snickering Alice with a knowing look in her eyes, they had agreed on sleep only for the night. So far they hadn't pressed it further than some kisses and cuddling, but things were quickly getting heated now as they kissed each other hungrily. Bella ran her hands down Edward's bare back and clutched her fingers around his tight ass. He moaned and the hand that had already snaked its way under her nightgown grew bolder until he was caressing the soft skin of her breast.

"We should stop," Bella moaned, even as she wrapped one leg around the back of his thigh and arched up against him. "Or not."

Edward kissed the side of her neck and sucked on the skin there. His body started rocking against hers even as he tried to mumble an agreement to her. "Too soon for you…"

"Too many people in the house…" Bella panted.

"Need to stop…"


Their mouths met again, warm and wet, and they both sighed in bliss when they felt their tongues touch. Bella pushed until they rolled over again, now facing each other on their sides. Edward's hand moved from beneath her gown to pull her leg over his waist but Bella stopped him.

"We really do have to stop while we still can," she said in a rush.

Edward swallowed and forced himself to let go of her leg. "Sorry. I got carried away."

"Like you were the only one?" Bella smiled.

"You are still too sore… it's too soon for you…"

"I don't know about that, but it just doesn't feel right when everyone is home."

Edward just nodded and lay back against the pillow. He held out his arms and motioned for Bella to slide into them.

"Are you sure?"

"I'll suffer the torture of restraint for a chance to wake up with you in my arms."

Bella grinned like an idiot. "Sometimes you just say the sweetest things."

When morning came she was still in Edward's arms and, he was right, it was totally worth it. The sun peeked through the closed blinds, casting a golden glow across the bare skin on his chest, and Bella couldn't resist planting tiny kisses on his collar bone until her began to stir.

"Morning, baby," he mumbled without opening his eyes.

"Good morning," she replied, kissing his neck as she felt his arms tighten around her. "How did you sleep?"

"Not so great, but the waking up part was worth it."

"I'm sorry," Bella looked up at his face, just inches from her own. "Did I keep you up? I don't remember having any bad dreams."

"It didn't seem like you did. You seemed peaceful."

"Then, what? You just like watching me sleep?"

"Something like that, yeah."

"Did I snore?"

Edward smiled, "No, you didn't snore. You drooled a little, but…"

"Oh, shit, did I really?" Bella gasped in horror.

"No," Edward started laughing. "You didn't, but you should have seen your face just now."

"Shut up!" Bella smacked his chest lightly. "You're an asshole, you know that?"

"Yeah, I know," he kept laughing, "But you can't help but love me."

"Shut up," she said again, just before he pulled her down for a kiss. "I should go back to Alice's room."

"Why?" Edward whined so dramatically it made Bella laugh.

"Because it's morning and, even though they all probably suspect it, I don't think we should flaunt the fact I spent the night in your bed to the entire household. "

Edward pouted. "But it's still early."

"All the better for not getting caught," Bella said, sliding up to her knees and leaning down for a final kiss. "Go back to sleep for now and we can meet up for breakfast later."

Edward was still pouting and made a half-hearted grab for her that she easily avoided before slipping out the door.

The house was completely quiet, as she'd expected, and Bella tried to open the door to Alice's room as softly as possible. Alice was curled up motionless in her bed as Bella eased the door closed and tip-toed across the floor. She was just easing herself under the covers when the bed springs creaked and Alice rolled over.

"Bella? Is that you?"

"Sorry, Al," Bella whispered apologetically. "I tried to be quiet. Go back to sleep."

"Is everything OK?"

"Yeah, I just thought… you know… I should wake up in here."

"But it's morning," Alice questioned in confusion, now sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah, but it's early."

"Mom and dad aren't going to check up on you guys, you know? You could have stayed in Edward's room."

"I'd rather not risk an uncomfortable situation if they did, though. And, besides, I'm trying to be respectful."

Alice giggled and reached over to turn on the light beside her bed. "Respectful?"

"Why is that funny? And why did you turn the light on?"

"Because I'm awake now."

"So, is this us talking now? No more sleep?"

"If you wanted to sleep you should have stayed in Edward's room and not woken me up. Seriously, why did you think you had to come back in here so early when everyone assumes you are sleeping in there anyway?"

Bella sat up and faced Alice. "Why is this so hard for people to understand? I don't want to flaunt things in front of your parents. Or you and Emmett for that matter. Poor guy has seen enough."

"What? What has Emmett seen?"

Bella's blush was bright enough to see in the dim light. "He walked in on us in the shower."

"Walked in on which of you?"

"Both of us."

"You were both in the shower… together!"

"Holy shit, Al, say it a little louder," Bella hissed. "I'm not sure you woke the whole house yet."

"Holy shit, Al? How about, 'Holy shit, Bella!' You two were in our shower together and you are worried about over-sleeping in his room?"

"Shhh….." Bella hushed her, throwing a pillow at her face for affect. "It was one time of bad judgment that I'd rather not repeat. Better to be overly discreet than … get carried away again."

Alice giggled. "Boy, when you and Edward get carried away you go all out."

"I'm glad you find it so funny. I think poor Emmett is going to need therapy to get over it." This only made Alice laugh harder and eventually Bella couldn't stop from laughing with her. "Do you get it now? I'm just trying to be respectful."

"So does that mean you two weren't going at it last night?" Alice asked bluntly.

"With everyone in the house? Hell no! Give me some credit, Al!"

"Well… you were in the shower…"

"When we thought no one was around! And I told you already that was a bad idea."

"OK, ok, I get it." Alice held up her hands.

"Good. Now, can we go back to sleep?"

"But, now I'm hungry."

Bella just groaned and tried to cover her head with a pillow. Alice eventually won out, though, and dragged her downstairs to make pancakes for everyone. By the time they were finished, the smell had even brought the guys down stairs.

"What's all this?" Esme asked, entering the kitchen to see the four of them gathered around the counter.

"Bella and I made breakfast!" Alice proudly announced. "But I think we are going to have to make some more because Emmett has already eaten half of them."

"Hey, I'm just trying to let you know they taste good," Emmett defended himself as syrup dripped down his chin. "It's a compliment."

"Eat up, Em," Bella smiled and patted his arm. "I'll make plenty more."

"I could get used to this," Edward shared a grin with his brother as he put another pancake on his plate.

"Well, don't!" Alice warned. "This is a just an End-of-Spring-Break treat."

"You mean you aren't going to cook like this every morning?" Edward pretended to pout.

"You wish!" Bella teased, stealing a bite from his plate.

"So, what do you kids have planned for the last day of your break?"

"I can't believe it's our last day," Emmett whined. "I guess I'll go over to Rosalie's since I probably won't get to see her much until next weekend. It's really shi… I mean… it really sucks when your girlfriend goes to a different school." Looking up at his mom quickly, he added. "Saying 'sucks' isn't going to cost me anything, right?"

"We'll let that one go, I supposed," Esme sighed. "Although it really isn't a very polite word."

Bella made a mental note to try to refrain from using that word around Esme from now on. Turning to Alice she said, "You should go see Jasper too. I know you haven't had a lot of alone time with him this week with everything that went on."

"Are you sure? This is supposed to be our week together."

"It still is," Bella smiled. "But Edward is taking me over to my house for a while to pack up some more things and, besides, I'm not going anywhere."

Alice's face brightened. "All right! I'll go call him now!"

"Hey, what about this mess in the kitchen?" Emmett asked.

"We cooked, so you guys should do the dishes," Alice declared as she breezed up the stairs.

"How the hell is that fair!"

"Emmett!" Esme scolded. "That's another dollar to the swear jar."

"Ah… how am I the only one that keeps slipping up?" Emmett grumbled.

"Sorry, Em," Bella whispered, feeling genuinely bad for him. "Don't worry about the dishes. I'll do them."

"No, that's OK. But, thanks."

"Really, Emmett, I mean it. I'll clean up. Just go call Rosalie so you guys can have some time together today. I don't mind."

"Yeah?" he asked, his face starting to brighten. "You're the best, Bells!"

Esme shook her head at her oldest son and shared a smile with Bella. "Want some help, dear?"

Bella shook her head. "You do enough and I don't mind dishes. I always did them at home. Besides, I'll get Edward to help me."

Raising tired eyes from the plate of pancakes he was still picking at, Edward looked between the two. "What did I just get volunteered for?"

"Nothing yet," Bella told him. "Finish your breakfast."

"You look like you need to go back to bed," Esme told him as she patted his shoulder on her way out.

Bella watched Esme leave and turned back to her sleepy-looking boyfriend. "She's right. You look exhausted."

"I didn't sleep much last night… and not at all after you left."

She reached over and stroked the stubble on his cheek. "Why don't you go back to bed? I'll take care of things down here."

Edward shook his head. "No, I'm good. Let's just clean up and head over to your house while your parents are gone."

"They'll be gone all day. What's the rush?"

"Maybe," Edward grabbed her hand and held it to his lips, "I'm just anxious to be alone with you…"

Bella grinned. "Why didn't you say so in the first place?"

An hour later they were backing out of the Cullen's garage in Edward's Volvo heading towards the Swan's house. The sun was out and it was another unseasonably hot day in Forks. Bella rolled down the window and reached her arm out playfully.

"How long do you think this warm weather will last?" she asked idly. "We're getting spoiled."

"I'll say," Edward replied suggestively, eyeing the low-cut tank top she wore. "I'm going to miss all this bare skin when it's time for sweaters and jackets again."

"Knowing Fork's it might be sweater weather by tomorrow." Bella sighed, "But you might still get to see a little skin… now and then."

"Well, damn, I should hope so!"

They pulled into the familiar driveway, Charlie's cruiser still parked on the street, and Bella felt a twinge in her gut. Home. She hadn't been back here since the morning Jacob and Billy had come over for breakfast and she'd stormed out of the house with Rosalie. That was the day Edward had shown her their meadow; the day Jacob had attacked her and Leah…

She took a deep breath to steady her rising anxiety.

"Hey, are you all right?" Edward asked in concern.

"Yeah," she replied. "It's just a little strange being back here. I know it hasn't been very long but it kind of feels like a lifetime. And it makes me a little sad."


"Just, sad that things are so different now. I don't even feel comfortable in my own house."

"That won't last forever," Edward told her, placing his hand on her thigh. "You've just been through a lot and it will take some time for you to deal."

"Maybe. I guess we'll see."

"We don't have to go in if you don't feel like it anymore. Your mom would bring your stuff over to you later."

"No, no, I'm fine. It's just a little weird, that's all."

Edward nodded and followed her to the porch without another word. She pulled her key out of her purse and opened the door to the darkened house. Immediately she was hit with the scent of Charlie's fishing jacket hanging on a hook just inside mixing with the faint smell of her mother's paints coming from the back of the house. The familiar aroma caused her stomach to clench again and she paused a moment before turning on the light.

"Well, nothing looks any different," Bella tried to sound nonchalant as they both walked into the living room.

"Did you expect it too after just a few days?"

"I don't know. I guess maybe I did. But everything is the same."

Edward nodded, watching her. "Baby, let's just go upstairs and pack your stuff. I'm not sure if coming over here was the best idea right now."

"I'm fine. Really," Bella smiled, but didn't argue when Edward took her hand and led her up to her room.

"So, what can I help you pack?" he asked, getting strait to the point even as Bella sat down unhurried on her bed.

"I didn't even take my school books to your house," she announced, laughing at herself as she pointed to her book bag on the floor.

"Well, you weren't exactly planning on a long stay at the time."

"True," she said, kicking off her shoes and lying back. "You know, the last time I slept in this bed you were with me…"

"I remember," he gave her a crooked smile. "That was a night of extreme self-control on my part."

"Mine too," she reminded him, reaching out her hand. "I'm not sure I could show that kind of restraint again."

Edward stepped forward to take the hand she offered and let her pull him closer. "You're testing my restraint now, baby. We are in your bedroom after all."


"So… that's kind of a turn on."


"Hell yeah. Especially with you lounging there on your pretty little bed all innocent and seductive at the same time…"

Bella giggled as he leaned down to kiss her. "Innocent and seductive, huh?"

"Mmm hmm," Edward nodded his head so their noses bumped. "My mind is going to some very inappropriate places."

"Ooh, tell me…" she begged.

"You really love torturing me, don't you?" he sighed, pulling back.

"Hey, come back here."

"I don't trust myself."

"But that's when you are the most fun."

"Fucking tease."

"Maybe I'm not teasing…"

Edward groaned. "You're killing me. I know it's too soon."

"Says who?" Bella pouted.

"Enough with the torture, shrew. Let's get you packed."

"Oh, fine. Will you hand me that red top folded in the basket over there?"

"Why?" Edward asked as he walked over to retrieve the shirt and tossed it to her.

"Because I'm going to change so I can leave my tank top here to be washed," she explained.

"Right. OK, well, I'll just step out and give you some privacy."

"Edward," Bella laughed. "Why? It's nothing you haven't seen already."

Before he could even respond, Bella pulled her tank top over her head. Whatever retort Edward had been about to make turned into a gasp. Holy shit, was she trying to kill him?

"What?" Bella asked, looking genuinely confused as she took in his shocked face. Glancing down at herself, she suddenly smiled. "Oh. That. Rosalie and Alice bought me a new set. Do you still like it?"

Edward just gaped as she leaned back on her hands to display her nearly naked breasts that were only covered by a thin layer of ivory silk exactly like the bra she'd worn that day in the meadow.

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." He could see the affect his words had on her by the way her pink nipples started to poke against the shear fabric.

Bella watched as he stared at her chest and felt a familiar tightening in her stomach. Waiting be damned; she wanted him.

Standing up slowly she started to unbutton her jeans.

"What are you doing?" Edward managed to get out in a stuttering voice.

"Don't you want to see the whole set?" she whispered innocently, pushing her jeans down over her hips to reveal an equally transparent pair of ivory panties. "They are your favorites, aren't they?"

Edward made a choking sound in reply, but wasn't breathing enough for much else.

The jeans were now at Bella's ankles and she kicked them aside as she started walking around the bed. "What do you think?" she asked, her barely covered ass now on display.

"I think," Edward stammered, breathing hard. "That you should get dressed very quickly."

"What if I don't want to?"


"What if I want you to get undressed instead?"

"Baby, come on…"

Bella stopped her walking and crawled back onto the bed. "Come here."




"I want you."

"Oh, fuck, you are killing me."

"Then stop torturing us both and come over here."

"It's too soon."

"I disagree. Now, come over here and kiss me."

Edward's defenses started to crack as she lay back against her pillows in full display. He laughed self-consciously. "Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Well, I should think that was obvious. Why? Isn't it working?"

"It's working too well," he confessed, moving closer to the bed.

"That's nice to know. Will you please kiss me now?"

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you again," Edward said, sitting on the edge of the bed, his chest rising fast as he looked at her.

Bella reached up to caress his face. "I'm not," she whispered as she pulled his head down to kiss his lips.

Edward returned the kiss, feeling his heart pounding in his chest. "Where did playful Bella come from?" he smiled against her mouth.

"You bring her out," she laughed softly. "Especially when you look at me like that."

"Like what?"

"Hmmm…. Like you can't breath…"

"That's the way you make me feel," Edward pulled back to look at her. "You take my breath away."

Bella flopped back against the pillows with a devilish grin. "Oh, I love it when you say corny shit like that!"

Edward laughed and attacked her mouth again, his hand moving to trace her collar bone and glide between her breasts. Bella moaned softly and squirmed beneath his touch. Their lips alternated pushing and pulling in a perfect rhythm until they were both breathing heavily.

"You are so soft," Edward whispered against her neck as his fingers skimmed across her bare stomach. His head bent lower to tease her breasts through the thin silk. "So perfect."

Bella arched her back when his mouth closed over her aching nipple and her hands moved to grip his hair. Edward responded by pulling harder with his lips and brushing his tongue over the trapped bud.

"Oh, fuck!" Bella gasped, bucking her hips in reaction. Her whole body felt on fire from the heat he was creating in her and when his hand moved lower to skim across the front of her panties she thought she might come off the bed.

Edward smiled and moved to kiss her stomach, licking her belly button and biting the lace trim at her hip. His fingers pressed against her again and he felt the silk growing damp. When Bella started pulling at the back of his shirt, he took the hint and reached behind to yank it over his head. Her hands moved to his bare chest, franticly stroking from his shoulders to his abs and loving the feel of him beneath her fingers.

"You're perfect too," she told him a moment before his mouth moved to hers again.

The bare skin of their chests pressed together, broken only by the sheer fabric of her bra, and they both moaned at the contact. Edward climbed onto the bed until his whole body covered hers, but Bella quickly rolled him over and reached for the button on his jeans.

"These need to come off," she insisted.

Edward stopped her hand until she looked up at him. "Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure," she answered, smiling brightly. "Don't stop now."

"I love you," he told her releasing her hand and cupping her face.

Bella leaned forward to kiss him. "I love you too… now let me take your pants off."

"Damn, I love it when you get all demanding like that, baby."

"You do, huh?" she asked, returning to undo the button and lowering his zipper. "I'll have to remember that."

He was already hard and straining against his boxer briefs as she helped him pull off his jeans and toss them to the floor. They came together again, arms wrapping around each other as they lay on their sides kissing. Edward gripped Bella's thigh gently and hitched her leg over his waist. She could feel him pressing hard against her wet panties and she knew he could feel her dampness too. Bella rubbed against him and pressed her tongue between his lips, making it very clear what she wanted. Opening his mouth beneath hers, Edward eagerly accepted her tongue inside to glide against his own. His hand moved from her leg to her ass and he repeatedly pulled her against him.

Bella moaned as he rocked their bodies, thrusting against her as he pulled on her tongue. If it were possible she grew even wetter and she knew she wanted him inside her again. As if reading her thoughts, Edward began to pull on the lace of her panties. She felt his hand as it found access to her bare ass and she moaned again.

Edward caressed and kneaded her soft flesh as she squirmed to help him remove the flimsy barrier. Bella reciprocated by grabbing his tight ass through his boxer briefs. When he rolled over on his back Bella sat up on her knees and started tugging on his waistband insistently. Since he didn't take the hint fast enough, she resorted to brushing her hand across the immense bulge straining against them.

"Fuck, baby!" Edward gasped, grabbing her hand. "You're going to push me over the edge."

"Then you'd better hurry up and take these off," she informed him in a sassy tone.

"This first," he countered, lowering the straps of her bra.

Smiling, Bella reached behind her back to undo the clasp and let Edward slowly pull the lace garment off. Once her breasts were free he palmed they both gently, running his thumbs over her tight nipples and causing her head to fall back with a sigh.

Moaning breathlessly, she asked, "Why am I the only one naked?"

Edward smiled in spite of the tension building inside of him. Reluctantly removing his hands from her soft flesh, he made quick work of discarding his remaining clothing. Bella lay back on the pillows again and watched as he turned to hover over her. They were both panting for breath as they kissed each other again.

"I love you so much," Bella mumbled as Edward kissed the side of her neck and placed a hand over one of her tingling breasts. "So… much…"

Edward rolled his whole body on top of hers before responding. "You are my life, Bella." He pulled back to look at her as she spread her legs so he could lie between them. "That's not an exaggeration or a corny cliché. I mean that you are my life."

"I know what you mean," she told him honestly, spreading her legs wider so he lay against her. "I know exactly what you mean…"

Edward kissed her, hard. She returned his kiss with just as much enthusiasm and hunger. Without breaking the kiss he placed his swollen tip at her entrance and began to slowly push inside. Bella could feel herself stretching to accommodate his size inch by inch. It wasn't painful, just a bit uncomfortable. Her flesh was still tender, but not as sore as it had been. He moved with excruciating slowness as he continued to pepper her lips with kisses. Their breath mingled together as their bodies joined.

"I can feel you," Bella panted against his mouth, marveling at the new sensations. "I can feel you inside of me."

Edward couldn't find the words to respond and only nodded his head against hers as he struggled to hold back so he didn't hurt her. He pressed forward with a bit more strength and, when she didn't protest, he moved deeper until he was fully imbedded inside her walls.

"Are you… all right?" he panted.

Bella felt a slight burning sensation but it wasn't anything like the pain she'd felt before. "Yes," she told him. "It's OK if you want to move now."

Edward did want to move desperately. He wanted to pull out and slam back into her hard, but he knew he needed to be careful. Pulling back only slightly, he eased himself back into her gently. He repeated the motion several times until he was slowly rocking in and out of her.

Bella put her arms around his back and tried to ease herself into the rhythm. She raised her hips once to meet his thrust and felt a jolt of pressure against her clit.

"Oh, do that again," she moaned. "That felt good."

Edward pulled back and angled himself so he would hit the same spot with more force and Bella raised her hips to meet him again.

"Oh, fuck," she gasped as the wonderful pleasure hit her again. "Just like that."

"Damn, baby, it is so fucking hot when you say that stuff," Edward groaned, pushing into her again and increasing the tempo.

Bella raised her knees and he sank into her even deeper; his pelvic bone hitting the perfect spot with even more force.

She whimpered and Edward rose up on his arms to look at her face. "Are you still all right?" he asked.

"Just don't stop," she replied instantly, her eyes closed and her hands still gripping his back.

Edward couldn't bring himself to stop staring at the look on her face as he continued to thrust in and out of her. She was so tight and felt so incredibly good that he didn't know how much longer he would last. He wanted to make this perfect for her, though, so he concentrated on bringing her to her peak in every way possible.

Bending his head Edward caught one of her nipples in his mouth and played with it with his tongue. He braced himself on one arm while the other reached to where their bodies were joined and rubbed her wet clit as he continued to press inside of her.

Bella thought she might die of sensation overload.

"Edward! Oh, fuck! Edward!" she cried out as her body seemed to explode in pleasure. "I'm… I'm… Ahh!"

Edward felt Bella's walls begin to clench around him and it was more than his resolve could take. His mouth found hers again just as they both started to cry out in pleasure. The sounds were muffled against their lips as their bodies shook and Bella felt the warm rush of Edward inside of her.

They collapsed together on the bed, still joined. Edward's head was pillowed against her neck and Bella's arms were wrapped around his back. For several minutes they just lay there, calming their racing hearts.

"Edward?" Bella finally spoke, smoothing his messy hair. "Are you all right?"

"Oh, hell, yes," he mumbled in reply. "But I should be asking you that."

"I'm fine," she told him.

Edward managed to move then, just enough to see her face. "Really?"

"Yes, really. I feel wonderful."

"Yeah?" A very smug and self-satisfied grin spread across Edward's face at that and Bella had to roll her eyes.

"Yes, stud," she smacked her shoulder playfully. "You were amazing. Happy?"

"Beyond happy," he grinned, placing a quick kiss to her lips.

"Me too," she sighed, and then moaned when she felt him sliding out of her. "That felt nice."

"Careful, woman, or you'll end up starting round two."

"Would that be so bad?"

Edward rolled over to his back and Bella followed to lie on his chest.

"No, it wouldn't be bad at all," he said, kissing the top of her head. "Where are you going?" he asked as Bella sat up.

"I'm cold," she reached for the blanket at the end of the bed and pulled it over the two of them before settling against Edward's chest again. "And a little sleepy."

"Did I wear you out?"

"Oh, hell, there is going to be no living with you now."

Edward chuckled, a very satisfied grin plastered on his face. "Go ahead and rest, sweetheart. We have all day."

"Hmm… that's nice…"

"Actually, when you think about it, we have even longer than that."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean… we have forever."

"Forever?" she whispered.

"That's how long I'm going to love you, Bella."

Resting her chin on his chest, Bella looked up at him. "Do you really believe that?" she asked. "Do you think this is forever, Edward?"

"Yes, I do," he nodded. "We had a bumpy start, I'll admit that, but look at how far we've come in just a week."

"We have been through a lot together."

"And we made it through together. So, even though this was the Spring Break from Hell, it ended up happy. That's a pretty good start for us, don't you think?"

Bella smiled in agreement. "A happy ending is a good start."

"Besides, we have something that most couples don't have. We already know what it's like to be enemies."

"And lovers," Bella added. "And friends."

"Yeah, all of that," he smiled. "But you know what else you are?"


Edward wrapped his arms around her and kissed her sweetly. "You're mine."

"And you're mine," she replied, kissing him back. "Forever."

~The End

AN: I can't believe I've been writing this story for over2 and a half years and it's finally reached its conclusion. I hope you will tell me what you thought of the ending and how you feel about the story as a whole now that you've read it all. It would a lot to me, as this story really means a lot to me and so do all of you who have been reading it. Thank you so much for reading!