Hello everyone :)

So the update I sent a few days back didn't upload, and I've been trying to post it everyday, but TODAY it WORKED!

Please enjoy!

When he woke up, he knew he should've been in a terrible amount of pain, however he was in blissful comfort.

Edward's back was jammed against the keyboard of the piano as he sat on the stool, but in his arms was the sleeping Bella Swan. Her head of brown hair was on his chest, and she was breathing quietly as she slept. He lifted his hands as the memories of last night flooded through him, touching her hair softly, noticing the tint of red within the brown locks.

She truly was beautiful.

Whatever man captured her heart and claimed her as his was extremely lucky, and Edward knew he'd be jealous for the rest of his life.

He sighed as he watched her pale face, and at that exact moment her eyes shut tighter before fluttering open slowly. He continued to watch her, not knowing what to do or what to say.

She glanced up at him quickly, before looking around the room.

"Oh God…" She looked back at him, "I'm sorry Edward. I didn't mean to fall asleep on you… Your back must be aching."

He smiled, "I'm fine. I had one of the best sleeps of my life."

She stared at him, trying to decipher if he was simply being kind, however he seemed to be telling the truth, "Really?" She questioned.

He chuckled, "Really."

She smiled at him then, and suddenly the kiss they'd shared was filling up her mind and taking over her senses. She looked down at his chest, just so she didn't have to meet his eyes.

Did he regret it?

Did he want to forget it?

Asking herself both those questions, her mind was adamant about what she'd do.

She would act normal. That way, he'd have to bring it up first – if he wanted to at all – she added, and also, by acting normal she's acting like she doesn't regret it.

Because she didn't regret it.

She looked back up at him, smiling brightly, "I guess I should go get ready."

She got up quickly, but as she moved towards the door Edward's fingers wrapped around her wrist, "Bella?"

She turned her head, "Mmm?"

"I'm off work today." He let go of her wrist as he stood up, "I was thinking you, me and Peter could do something."

"But… I have to teach him?" She questioned hesitantly.

"I'm sure you could both have one day off, right?" He smiled crookedly, making her heart stutter, "I have a surprise for you, considering you taught me how to cook yesterday."

"What is it?" Her eyes lit up, and he knew he'd be happy if he was bound to those eyes forever.

"I'm not telling you. Just go get ready into a jumper and sturdy shoes. I'll get Peter."

They both left the room, leaving each other with a smile as Edward headed to Peter's room, and Bella went to her own.

She grabbed the clothes that best fit Edward's instructions, before heading for a quick shower. Once she was dressed, she dried her hair and attempted to get it to sit in gentle curls. She applied a tiny bit of make-up, cursing herself for not having either Alice herself here, or Alice's make-up collection. Content with light foundation and black mascara, Bella left the room and headed downstairs towards the kitchen.

She could hear Edward and Angela talking quietly before she even pushed the door open. Edward was seated beside Peter at the breakfast bar, Edward's legs travelling right to the floor as Peter's swung about excitedly only half way up.

Edward glanced away from Angela as she chatted to him from the stove, taking a long look at Bella. She was dressed casually in a red jumper and blue jeans, with brown boots on her feet that travelled half way up her calf. He smiled as he took in her curly hair and dark eyes, "Morning."

"Morning." She smiled back at him, sitting down across from him at the table.

Angela placed the eggs on the plate alongside the toast she'd prepared for their breakfast. She was going to continue her conversation with Edward, but he was now completely caught up in Bella Swan, just as she was caught up in him.

Angela kept her eyes on the two of them as she placed their food down in front of them. Peter began eating straight away, but Edward and Bella continued to stare at each other with gentle smiles, lifting their forks a few long seconds later.

Angela smiled, shaking her head as she moved to clean the frying pan, there was most definitely something between them two.

She could read Bella like a book, and she'd only known her a few short weeks.

Edward, however, she'd known for over a year, and she knew he'd never looked as happy as he does when he's around Isabella Swan.

They ate in silence, except for Peter talking excitedly about the surprise but then frowning because Bella had promised him they'd play Math Catch in class today.

Bella swore they'd play it tomorrow, before Edward raised his eyebrow at her, "Math Catch?"

She laughed lightly, "It's a game. You use a soft ball, and you have to throw it to each other, but you can only throw it after you've answered the Math question correctly."

"Ah." He grinned at her explanation, "Sounds like fun."

"It is." Bella smirked.

They fell back into a silence again, only saying goodbye to Angela when she wished them a good day.

They walked outside the back of the house, and Edward began to lead the way around the path, "Are you going to tell me where we're going anytime soon?"

Edward grinned, looking at Bella as she stood between himself and Peter, "I'm sure you'll figure it out."

They were walking for about five minutes before Bella saw the stables come closer. Her eyes lit up, glancing down at her attire, before looking up at Edward's face.

He was already staring at her, his face completely serene with a smile.

"We're going horse-riding?" She was almost bouncing on the spot.

Edward nodded, his smile growing wider, "I thought I could teach you."

"Oh my God!" She bounced once before almost running towards the stables. Peter was running alongside her, and Edward was keeping up easily with his long legs.

They reached the door and Edward unlocked it before slipping the keys back in his pocket. They opened the doors and headed inside, Edward moving straight towards the grey horse. Twilight, Bella remembered. Peter went for his pony, Eclipse, and Bella couldn't help but walk towards Dawn, who stood in the corner as if waiting for her.

She raised her hand towards the white horse, and watched with a smiling face as she came towards it slowly, rubbing her nose along her palm. Bella moved closer, gently stroking her mane before Dawn rested her head on Bella's shoulder. They stayed like that for a long moment, Bella stroking her gently as Dawn breathed quietly.

Something tugged on Bella's jumper, and she moved her head to look down, seeing Peter standing there biting his lip.

He motioned towards the other side of the stables before slowly moving outside with Eclipse. Bella was left alone with Edward, who was standing beside his horse and staring at Bella with wide, tear-filled eyes. Bella noticed the tears on his cheeks, and she left Dawn quietly as she moved towards Edward.

She said his name gently, but he didn't respond.

She reached up slowly, placing her hands on his shoulders, "Edward?"

He still didn't respond, instead his eyes were fixed on the corner where Bella and Dawn had been standing.

She moved her hands up to his bare neck, keeping one there before placing the other on his cheek. His eyes flashed down to meet hers, and her eyes were full of pain.

"Edward, what is it?"

He shut his eyes, "She never normally likes anyone. She doesn't accept anyone."

Bella bit down on her lip, keeping her hands on his skin because it seemed to calm him down, "Is it really so bad that she accepts me?"

She knew there was something else, she knew that there was a history about this horse that she didn't understand, but she didn't think she'd get it out of him right now.

He opened his eyes, another tear falling onto his cheek, "No, it's not bad at all."

She smiled gently, leaning on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, "Don't cry. Be happy." She pleaded.

He didn't hesitate. His arms snaked around her waist and they both automatically placed their faces in their crook of each other's necks.

They stayed like that for a long moment before Edward spoke in a whisper, "You're Peter's teacher… You're not here for me, but it feels like you are."

Bella bit down on her lip, thinking of what to say.

Should she say what was right in employee terms? Or should she say the truth?

She decided to go with the truth.

"I am."

Neither of them spoke again, but within the silence they moved their faces towards each other, letting their lips brush slowly.

Once their lips met, they stilled, standing like that for a long moment.

After a few minutes, they heard a gentle cough come from behind them. Their eyes opened, and they moved away from each other slowly before turning around.

Peter was standing in the doorway.

I hope everyone enjoyed it :)

I wanted to tell you guys about my new original fiction story, that I'm posting over on FictionPress. It began a few days back, and I'll be posting a new chapter very soon, and I was wondering if you guys were interested in the summary I'm going to give, then you guys would head over and read it!

The address is www(dot)fictionpress(dot)com/~AshleyxAdams but if the link doesn't work, then simply go onto the FictionPress website and search for "AshleyxAdams" under the author search :)

The summary is below :)

My Protector:

Avery Lucille is a normal American teenager, with a hidden past. Her father killed her mother when she was only five years old, and on the same night a mysterious man with striking silver eyes killed her father. And she watched everything.

Now, thirteen years later, her adoptive family have moved to Astoria, Oregon, and her life is about to change, for better or for worse?

When Avery sets eyes on Adam Sinclair, there's something about him she can't help but recognise, and as they become friends she realises what it is...

His silver eyes.

As her head and heart start to fall for the mysterious boy, she believes he's falling for her too. But suddenly everything changes again, and Adam reveals why he is so familiar, why he knows everything about her before she even tells him...

He is her Protector.

In the Immortal world, there are two types of people. Protectors and Neglectors.

As the title goes, Protector's save their Charges from harm and danger. Neglectors, however, make the bad things happen.

There is only one rule Immortal's must abide by: Never fall in love with your Charge.

As the rule is broken, and Avery and Adam fight to save what they have, she discovers there is a history to her and her Protector that stretches far beyond the night he saved her from her father's wrath.

Just when she believes her world is turned upside down, she realises it was never the right way up to begin with.

Can she save herself and Adam? And the love they share?

I hope you guys are interested, and you'll give it a read!

Lastly, please review the chapter! They make me write quicker!

Ashley. xx