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He　sighed。　He　may　have　started　humming　again；　too；　but　I　was　under　before　I　could　be　sure。　

Later；　when　I　awoke　in　the　dark；　it　was　with　shock。　The　dream　had　been　so　very　real。。。　so　vivid；　so　
sensory。。。。　I　gasped　aloud；　now；　disoriented　by　the　dark　room。　Only　a　second　ago；　it　seemed；　I　had　been　
under　the　brilliant　sun。　

〃Bella？〃　Edward　whispered；　his　arms　tight　around　me；　shaking　me　gently。　〃Are　you　all　right；　sweetheart？〃　

〃Oh；〃　I　gasped　again。　Just　a　dream。　Not　real。　To　my　utter　astonishment；　tears　overflowed　from　my　eyes　
without　warning；　gushing　down　my　face。　

〃Bella！〃　he　said—louder；　alarmed　now。　〃What's　wrong？〃　He　wiped　the　tears　from　my　hot　cheeks　with　
cold；　frantic　fingers；　but　others　followed。　




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〃It　was　only　a　dream。〃　I　couldn't　contain　the　low　sob　that　broke　in　my　voice。　The　senseless　tears　were　
disturbing；　

but　I　couldn't　get　control　of　the　staggering　grief　that　gripped　me。　I　wanted　so　badly　for　the　dream　to　be　
real。　

〃It's　okay；　love；　you're　fine。　I'm　here。〃　He　rocked　me　back　and　forth；　a　little　too　fast　to　soothe。　〃Did　you　
have　another　nightmare？　It　wasn't　real；　it　wasn't　real。〃　

〃Not　a　nightmare。〃　I　shook　my　head；　scrubbing　the　back　of　my　hand　against　my　eyes。　〃It　was　a　good　
dream。〃　My　voice　broke　again。　

〃Then　why　are　you　crying？〃　he　asked；　bewildered。　

〃Because　I　woke　up；〃　I　wailed；　wrapping　my　arms　around　his　neck　in　a　chokehold　and　sobbing　into　his　
throat。　

He　laughed　once　at　my　logic；　but　the　sound　was　tense　with　concern。　

〃Everything's　all　right；　Bella。　Take　deep　breaths。〃　

〃It　was　so　real；〃　I　cried。　〃I　wanted　it　to　be　real。〃　

〃Tell　me　about　it；〃　he　urged。　〃Maybe　that　will　help。〃　

〃We　were　on　the　beach。　。。。〃　I　trailed　off；　pulling　back　to　look　with　tearfilled　eyes　at　his　anxious　angel's　
face；　dim　in　the　darkness。　I　stared　at　him　broodingly　as　the　unreasonable　grief　began　to　ebb。　

〃And？〃　he　finally　prompted。　

I　blinked　the　tears　out　of　my　eyes；　torn。　〃Oh；　Edward　。。。〃　

〃Tell　me；　Bella；〃　he　pleaded；　eyes　wild　with　worry　at　the　pain　in　my　voice。　

But　I　couldn't。　Instead　I　clutched　my　arms　around　his　neck　again　and　locked　my　mouth　with　his　
feverishly。　It　wasn't　desire　at　all—it　was　need；　acute　to　the　point　of　pain。　His　response　was　instant　but　
quickly　followed　by　his　rebuff。　

He　struggled　with　me　as　gently　as　he　could　in　his　surprise；　holding　me　away；　grasping　my　shoulders。　

〃No；　Bella；〃　he　insisted；　looking　at　me　as　if　he　was　worried　that　I'd　lost　my　mind。　

My　arms　dropped；　defeated；　the　bizarre　tears　spilling　in　a　fresh　torrent　down　my　face；　a　new　sob　rising　
in　my　throat。　He　was　right—I　must　be　crazy。　

He　stared　at　me　with　confused；　anguished　eyes。　

〃I'm　sssorry；〃　I　mumbled。　

But　he　pulled　me　to　him　then；　hugging　me　tightly　to　his　marble　chest。　




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〃I　can't；　Bella；　I　can't！〃　His　moan　was　agonized。　

〃Please；〃　I　said；　my　plea　muffled　against　his　skin。　〃Please；　Edward？〃　

I　couldn't　tell　if　he　was　moved　by　the　tears　trembling　in　my　voice；　or　if　he　was　unprepared　to　deal　with　
the　suddenness　of　my　attack；　or　if　his　need　was　simply　as　unbearable　in　that　moment　as　my　own。　But　
whatever　the　reason；　he　pulled　my　lips　back　to　his；　surrendering　with　a　groan。　

And　we　began　where　my　dream　had　left　off。　

I　stayed　very　still　when　I　woke　up　in　the　morning　and　tried　to　keep　my　breathing　even。　I　was　afraid　to　
open　my　eyes。　

I　was　lying　across　Edward's　chest；　but　he　was　very　still　and　his　arms　were　not　wrapped　around　me。　That　
was　a　bad　sign。　I　was　afraid　to　admit　I　was　awake　and　face　his　anger—no　matter　whom　it　was　directed　
at　today。　

Carefully；　I　peeked　through　my　eyelashes。　He　was　staring　up　at　the　dark　ceiling；　his　arms　behind　his　
head。　I　pulled　myself　up　on　my　elbow　so　that　I　could　see　his　face　better。　It　was　smooth；　expressionless。　

〃How　much　trouble　am　I　in？〃　I　asked　in　a　small　voice。　

〃Heaps；〃　he　said；　but　turned　his　head　and　smirked　at　me。　

I　breathed　a　sigh　of　relief。　〃I　am　sorry；〃　I　said。　〃I　didn't　mean。。。　Well；　I　don't　know　exactly　what　that　was　
last　night。〃　I　shook　my　head　at　the　memory　of　the　irrational　tears；　the　crushing　grief。　

〃You　never　did　tell　me　what　your　dream　was　about。〃　

〃I　guess　I　didn't—but　I　sort　of　showed　you　what　it　was　about。〃　I　laughed　nervously。　

〃Oh；〃　he　said。　His　eyes　widened；　and　then　he　blinked。　〃Interesting。〃　

〃It　was　a　very　good　dream；〃　I　murmured。　He　didn't　ment；　so　a　few　seconds　later　I　asked；　〃Am　I　
forgiven？〃　

〃I'm　thinking　about　it。〃　

I　sat　up；　planning　to　examine　myself—there　didn't　seem　to　be　any　feathers；　at　least。　But　as　I　moved；　an　
odd　wave　of　vertigo　hit。　I　swayed　and　fell　back　against　the　pillows。　

〃Whoa。。。　head　rush。〃　

His　arms　were　around　me　then。　〃You　slept　for　a　long　time。　Twelve　hours。〃　

〃Twelve？〃How　strange。　

I　gave　myself　a　quick　onceover　while　I　spoke；　trying　to　be　inconspicuous　about　it。　I　looked　fine。　The　
bruises　on　my　arms　were　still　a　week　old；　yellowing。　I　stretched　experimentally。　I　felt　fine；　too。　Well；　
better　than　fine；　actually。　




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〃Is　the　inventory　plete？〃　

I　nodded　sheepishly。　〃The　pillows　all　appear　to　have　survived。〃　

〃Unfortunately；　I　can't　say　the　same　for　your；　er；　nightgown。〃　He　nodded　toward　the　foot　of　the　bed；　
where　several　scraps　of　black　lace　were　strewn　across　the　silk　sheets。　

〃That's　too　bad；〃　I　said。　〃I　liked　that　one。〃　

〃I　did；　too。〃　

〃Were　there　any　other　casualties？〃　I　asked　timidly。　

〃I'll　have　to　buy　Esme　a　new　bed　frame；〃　he　confessed；　glancing　over　his　shoulder。　I　followed　his　gaze　
and　was　shocked　to　see　that　large　chunks　of　wood　had　apparently　been　gouged　from　the　left　side　of　the　
headboard。　

〃Hmm。〃　I　frowned。　〃You'd　think　I　would　have　heard　that。〃　

〃You　seem　to　be　extraordinarily　unobservant　when　your　attention　is　otherwise　involved。〃　

〃I　was　a　bit　absorbed；〃　I　admitted；　blushing　a　deep　red。　

He　touched　my　burning　cheek　and　sighed。　〃I'm　really　going　to　miss　that。〃　

I　stared　at　his　face；　searching　for　any　signs　of　the　anger　or　remorse　I　feared。　He　gazed　back　at　me　
evenly；　his　expression　calm　but　otherwise　unreadable。　

〃How　are　you　feeling？'7　

He　laughed。　

〃What？〃　I　demanded。　

〃You　look　so　guilty—like　you've　mitted　a　crime。〃　

〃I　feel　guilty；〃　I　muttered。　

〃So　you　seduced　your　alltoowilling　husband。　That's　not　a　capital　offense。〃　

He　seemed　to　be　teasing。　

My　cheeks　got　hotter。　〃The　word　seduced　implies　a　certain　amount　of　premeditation。〃　

〃Maybe　that　was　the　wrong　word；〃　he　allowed。　

〃You're　not　angry？〃　

He　smiled　ruefully。　Tm　not　angry。〃　

〃Why　not？〃　



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〃Well。　。　。〃　He　paused。　〃I　didn't　hurt　you；　for　one　thing。　It　was　easier　this　time；　to　control　myself；　to　
channel　the　excesses。〃　His　eyes　flickered　to　the　damaged　frame　again。　〃Maybe　because　I　had　a　better　
idea　of　what　to　expect。〃　

A　hopeful　smile　star