Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my ideas. All the brilliance of the Twilight characters is the genius work of S Meyers. I wish I was her…she gets to play with Edward every day…

A/N—Please review… it lets me know you care! Sorry for the delay on the chapter. Personal reasons kept me from writing for a couple weeks. Please visit me on Twilight in my thread which is under Alternate Universe! I need more people to chat with! Thanks to elphabacy35 for lighting a fire under my butt to get off my tail and get this chapter out!

BPOV

Sometimes I wonder if Edward is lying to me when he says he can't read my mind. Maybe he's just that good. My muscles are sore and achy and I haven't quite been able to move and stop smushing Edward. But I'm still enjoying the moment, after making love, with my handsome, sexy, man of a boyfriend. Is it always going to be that good? Every time I wanted him or needed him he was right there doing what I'd hoped he'd do. It was like I had a playbook and before I could yell out the call, he was already in formation ready for action. I just used a football analogy—living with Charlie must be rubbing off on me. Ugh..Charlie..buzz kill. Why did I have to bring my father and his stupid football into my bliss bubble?

I reluctantly stretched out my arms and legs; finally rolling off of Edward. The friction of his body leaving mine almost convinced me to stay. ALMOST. I'd nearly forgotten we were at Edward's house. All points of time, space, location, seem to fly out the window when Edward touches me…especially when he touches me as intimately as he did moments ago. His strong arms wrapped around me and I felt sleep start to overcome me as he hummed my lullaby softly against my ear.

I don't know how much time passed, but I was stirred from my sleep by a gruff whispering against my ear. "Bella, God I hate to disturb you right now. Bella…" Whoever was trying to pull me out of this pleasant dream should be strung up by their toenails. The naggingly seductive voice was persistent though as it continued its prodding and prying onslaught against my heavy eyelids. "Bella, Alice says Esme will be home in 7 minutes, we really need to get moving or risk her wrath. Bella….Bella…" Oh stupid sexy voice, doesn't it know that I'm in my happy place. I should not have to move from my happy place. I rolled over and buried my face in the pillow. I felt a low growl against my neck. "Bella. I don't want to move either, but I also would like the chance to have you in my bed again sometime…BELLA" A grumble roared through the room surrounding me and then it was peaceful again and I felt cool lips against the skin of my back. Oh good, I've returned to my happy dream. Cool hands trailed up the sides of waist and out to my fingertips caressing me before travelling down again to my rib cage where the finger toyed and then…."OH MY GOD, EDWARD STOP TICKLING ME! STOP, PLEASE!!"

"I'm sorry darling, but you wouldn't let me play fair and Esme will be home in 5 minutes now." Edward's hair was askew even more than normal. His eyes alight in playfulness and most importantly he was still gloriously and wonderfully naked. I'm not sure which attribute had the biggest impact on me, but the combination made me forget the English language and pull him down on top of me; flush against my naked self. My lips came up to meet Edward's and I could feel his grip on reality join mine in non-existent land. He fought first to pry himself away, but oh so quickly succumbed to my womanly wiles. It wasn't hard to miss it when his body woke up against mine and his hands trailed along my flesh pulling me closer to him rather than pushing me away. I was going to win the most important battle: the battle to stay in bed with the man I love! My joy was short-lived though as another nagging voice interfered with my joy filled moment. "Bella and Edward if you don't come out this minute, the next person I'm sending up will be Emmett who is all too eager to give you a play by play of everything he's heard this evening," Alice's sing-song voice came through the door. Edward growled and jumped up from the bed, threw a blanket over me, and jerked open the door. "Alice, has anyone ever told you that you are increasingly annoying?" he snapped at her, much to Alice's surprise, completely nude. Guess he hadn't been planning on that course of action.

"Ugh…put some clothes on! And I recommend Bella do the same and quickly because you have approximately 180 seconds before Esme walks through the door and you should be sitting downstairs by the time she does or prepare for one ticked off Esme."

That was enough to jerk me out my bliss. I loved Esme too much to do anything to inflict her wrath.

Edward slammed the door shut just as I was sitting up in his bed.

"I'm sorry, my sweet, but it looks like we will have to continue that later." He kissed my lips fleetingly. How cruel could he be? My pulse sped up with just the brush of his lips and I had to remind myself that I had some urgent dressing to do. I grabbed around for my clothes, finding them in many places throughout the room. Edward was already re-dressed and in the corner inspecting bits and pieces of some sort of electric device that had somehow been broken in the process.

"What happened to your stereo Edward?" He reached into the rubble and pulled out his boxer shorts.

"I guess I got a little careless. I've been needing a new stereo anyway." He looked at me sheepishly and I was tempted to say to hell with the wrath and pull him back into bed. He must have seen my lust written on my face because he let out a growl and helped me put my shirt back on. I thought I heard him murmur under his breath something about dressing instead of undressing, but I couldn't catch it completely because he threw me on his back and darted us down to the living room where Emmett was smiling like a cat who'd swallowed a canary. I cringed at the thought of what he was holding back and how long it would take for him to not hold back.

"Bella—have you even looked at yourself?" Alice's voice was shrill if bells could ever be referred to as shrill. "Your hair…." She darted out of the room and before I knew what was happening she was yanking tangles out of my skull swiftly. "Now get rid of those grins because I have a feeling we'd be in just as much trouble if she finds out I brought you back here unsupervised." I tried my best to think of sad thoughts…I really did, but Edward was drawing circles on the palm of my hand with his finger and all I could think was how much I wished he was drawing those circles elsewhere on my body.

"Edward, that's not helping matters much," Jasper warned him, looking at me with a smirk, while curiously pulling a pillow into his lap. I didn't have time to think about that thought much because Esme had pulled open the door.

"Bella? What are you doing here?" Esme's sweet voice came into the living room.

"Hi Esme," I tried to look as innocent as possible but I couldn't bring myself to meet her eyes. Evading the truth is something that doesn't come naturally to me. Luckily, I can always count on Emmett to fill silence. From time to time though—I wouldn't necessarily call that lucky.

"Bella just CAME back from shopping. It sounded like she had a really, really good time, huh Edward?" Emmett's voice boomed. I shot daggers at him with my eyes.

"Oh really? What did you buy Bella?" Esme replied sweetly.

"Oh Bella," Emmett interrupted me again, "ARRIVED back with so many things she was absolutely SCREAMING about how EXCITED she was. Edward even SCREAMED with her."

If I thought I had a chance at taking Emmett and knocking that big dumb grin off of his face, he would be walking around mouthless right now. I could feel the blush shooting up my cheeks.

"Wow, thank you Emmett. Bella, I thought you didn't like shopping," Esme replied, obviously slightly confused by Emmett's avid interest in providing the details of my shopping excursion.

"Yes well I think Alice—" I started but Emmett interrupted me again.

"Well it seems Bella has had a change of heart lately. She's up for trying all sorts of new things recently. I'm sure pretty soon she'll have shopping bags in the car, on the bed, on the floor, on the table, in the woods, on the subway, in the police cruiser, all over this house, in the garage---" Edward sharply cut Emmett off all the while ripping him to shreds with his eyes. I guess its times like this that vampires are glad they don't have to worry about sleeping with one eye open.

"Well as enthusiastic as Emmett seems to be about shopping lately, Rose should obviously take him with her more. It seems Emmett has come in touch with his feminine side. None the less, Bella needs to be taken home and I'm not allowed alone with her, so who wants the honors?" Edward chimed.

Please be Alice. Please be Alice. Please not Emmett. Please not Emmett.

Thank God for miracles, because Alice piped up just as Emmett was opening his mouth to volunteer to mortify me more on the way home. Edward stood up gracefully and held his hand out to me. "Alice, Bella will be ready in a moment, we'll be waiting outside."

Edward walked me out the front door to where Alice's car was waiting sans Alice.

"So, will you have a brother named Emmett tomorrow?" I said curling my arms around Edward's neck and looking up playfully in his gorgeous eyes.

"Nope..he is dead to me," Edward's mouth grinned and his voice sang as he bent down to kiss my lips chastely.

"I love you, you know," I whispered against his lips.

"I love you, always," he answered sweetly.

The ride away from Edward was getting harder and harder. Why do we have to endure this? Why should I ever have to leave him?