Bella shut off the light for her tiny hotel bathroom and climbed into her bed in the comforting darkness of her room. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and reached for sleep. Her mind fought its hold, bringing to the surface the same thoughts that had been haunting her all day.
Edward's lips and tongue brushing her skin. His black eyes staring at her with wonder and affection. The explosive feeling of her orgasms and his proud smile after each one. That twisting ache she had tried to ignore during the day was spurred to life by the memories that wouldn't let her rest. Finally, she let out a frustrated sigh and opened her eyes to find Edward lying beside her on the bed. His amber eyes sparkled in the dim moonlight streaming through the hotel window. It was so like a dream, that she gave herself over to it and smiled back at him.
"There you are," Bella sighed and relaxed further into her pillow.
"Were you waiting?" He raised an eyebrow as a smirk lifted the corner of his mouth.
"Maybe," Bella yawned, her fingers curling in front of her mouth, and tried to give the appearance of nonchalance.
"I've been waiting for you," he countered with a flirtatious smirk.
"Seems hard to believe since you were the one that left me first," she replied with a frown and crossed her arms awkwardly.
"Isabella," he chuckled and reached out to brush his cool hand over her cheek. "I didn't want to leave, but it was necessary."
"Necessary? Why?" She leaned into his touch and closed her eyes, wishing it wasn't just a dream.
"To keep you safe," he said, placing a kiss against her forehead.
"Is that true? I didn't realize there was an evil queen in this story," she remarked with a snort of derision.
"Three evil kings would be more accurate," he laughed, and she immediately melted at the musical sound.
She'd forgotten how beautiful his voice was and how he made her feel just by touching her. It was embarrassing that a dream could have such a strong hold on her, but he did.
"I wish this was real," she confessed, opening her eyes to take in his beauty, and sighed.
"How many times do I have to tell you this isn't a dream?" He shook his head, still smiling at her, and shifted closer.
"It has to be, because men like you only exist in dreams or a fairy tales," she insisted, playfully batting at his chest.
"Well, if I cannot be part of reality, would you like to be part of a dream?" He leaned closer and kissed her gently, just a soft press of cool lips against her warm mouth.
"It's tempting. So very tempting, but Charlie needs me in the real world," she replied with a shake of her head.
"Ah, but you forget, my dear, Isabella. I am a magical creature, and this is a dream. Anything is possible." Edward's tone is so uncharacteristically playful she can't help but giggle at him.
A movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention, and she turned to see her father standing at the edge of the bed with that same tilt to his mustache that she knew meant he was smiling at her. Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring her vision and obscuring the details of his new, altered appearance. He bent closer to her and took her hand in his cold ones.
"Bells, baby, don't cry," he whispered and gently held her hand in that same awkward way he would always try to comfort her.
"How is this-" she stopped short, because she knew she didn't care how it happened.
She was off the bed and in her father's arms in a matter of a few seconds. He laughed while she sobbed with relief. After a few moments he set her back on her feet. She stepped back and took in the sight of him. His pale skin and ruby colored eyes.
"Are you like Edward now?" she asked.
"Yes," Edward replied, placing his hand on her shoulder and drawing her attention to his face.
Bella embraced him and kissed his face, until he finally had stop her so he could continue. He guided her back to the bed and got down on one knee. His hands cradled her face, while his thumb smoothed over her lips.
"Now, it's your turn to become part of the fairy tale, my princess," he said easing her back down to lay on the mattress. "Close your eyes, and when you wake up we will be together forever."
"Promise?" Bella allowed herself to believe it and glanced at her father who gave her a reassuring nod.
"Yes," Edward said, leaning over to kiss her, and she closed her eyes.
Acknowledgements: Without the support and efforts of Jessypt this story would never have been what it is. Thank you feels inadequate compensation for all her hard work and love.