BPOV

"Bella, you here?" "Yeah, I'll be right down dad!" I yelled from my room as I finished sending a message to Jacob from my computer. Once done, I left my computer, heading over to my window hearing the sound of a car horn going off. I eyed the open window questioning. "I don't remember leaving that open."

I stared at my window remembering the first night Carlisle snuck into my room, confessing his feelings for me. The thought alone made me smile.

It's been three months since we official started seeing each other. Everything is going great with Carlisle. As weird as it may seem, there was no awkwardness at all.

You would think with having a history like we did there would be issues but that couldn't be further from the truth. We just fit. It's a very calming environment around Carlisle and I like that.

The only thing was I still didn't have the guts to tell Charlie about us. However, after weeks of debate and scrutinizing over how Charlie could possible react to the news, I decided I was going to tell him today.

Though, how do I tell him? I mean, it's not often you tell your dad your dating someone old enough to be your dad, well to be honest, older than that, old enough to be your grandpa or your great grandpa.

I was stuck on those very thoughts when I felt arms wrap around me from behide, making me jump in the process. "Ah!" My tense figure was quickly put to ease at the cool familiar feeling. I could hear Carlisle chuckle against my neck giving me chills in the process.

"Bell, are you okay up there?" I quickly broke away from Carlisle embrace thinking Charlie might come and investigate. "Yeah dad, I just stub my toe!" I barked downstairs.

I waited high on alert for any signs indicating he didn't believe me as I waited for his response. "That sounds about right." I heard him voice. I rolled my eyes at my dad's little faith in my safety as Carlisle let out another snicker, turning my attention back to him.

I spun around to face him, noticing a playful look that graced his features. It was nice to see this side of him, the relaxed, playful side, which only came out every so often. I was so used to the serious, concern Carlisle. It almost felt like he was a teenager again, if only for a few minutes.

However, I did not like the fact that it was at my expense. "Didn't anyone ever tell you it's not nice to sneak up on people?" I said trying to sound somewhat annoyed, though I think the smile plastered to my face might have gave me away.

Carlisle played along, looking to be deep in thought. "I'll try to remember that." I playfully slapped his arm, before placing my arms around his waist, leaning into his hard body.

Carlisle gave me a warm smile going back to his former self. "So, what's on the schedule today?" He asked in his all too charming voice. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my senses before releasing it.

"Telling Charlie." Carlisle tense up at my announcement. "You sure?" He asked seeing my nervousness seeping through. I shrugged in his embrace. "He's got to find out some time." Carlisle looked down at me uncertain. "You know it's okay if you're not ready to tell him, I'll understand."

"I'm ready, I just not sure if he will be." Carlisle snickered softly. "I'm sure it will be a shock no matter when you tell him." I playfully glared up at him. "Hey babe, not helping."

Carlisle quickly quieted his chuckles becoming serious again. "For real though, if you want, I'll be right by your side when you tell him." I suddenly perked up at this. "Really?" Carlisle gave me a slow nod putting all my fears to rest as he leaned down capturing my lips in a sweet kiss.

My hands found their way to Carlisle's neck, resting loosely, as his held my face, lovingly. "Bella, are you coming down or I'm I going to have to come up there and get you myself?" Charlie shouted.

I groaned in the kiss annoyed for the interruption. Carlisle sighed, breaking the kiss much too soon. "Shall we?" He said extended his hand out to me. I happily obliged, taking it.

I could hear Charlie shouting at the T.V. at his favorite sports team as Carlisle and I headed downstairs hand and hand. My heart, beating a mile a minute.

You can do this. You can do this.

Charlie looked away from the T.V. to see Carlisle and me heading over. "There you are, Carlisle? What are you doing here?"

"Ah, dad, I have something to tell you."

You can do this.

Suddenly Charlie's confusion went to anger as he noticed us holding hands.

Shit, I can't do this!

Note: This is a sequel to Use Somebody. I'm hoping to add more soon, but so far I'm running low on ideas, so, we'll see how it goes. Please review, thanks again for reading! ;)