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"Beau, dinner was amazing," Charlie says. I just made spaghetti for dinner but he was happy with it. Charlie was never much of a cook, he actually didn't like it. I think moving to Forks was a good choice.I start on the dishes but I choose to do them carefully. I know that after I am done and when I go to my room, Edward will be waiting for me. He called me earlier and said he needed to talk to me. I'm nervous to see what he will say. I wonder if if has to do anything about me wanting to be a vampire. Edward hates the idea. He thinks being a vampire makes you souless. He's worried about what Charlie will think. I'll have to lie and say I'm on vacation or something. I plan on being turned after I graduate. I finish the dishes while coming up with possibilities of a conversation I'm about to have. Now it's time to face him.I walk my way up the stairs, saying goodnight to Charlie. I get to my room, stare at my door, contemplating whether or not to enter, and I grab the doorknob. Edward is sitting on my rocking chair by my bed, this is where he normally sits. I walk over while I stare at his statue-like face. I sit on my bed facing him. I am now staring at his black eyes when he begins to say something."Beau," he says, now standing in one swift motion. He grabs my shoulders with his cold granite hands. "I want to try something," his voice almost a whisper. He holds me as he lays me on my bed. My body is now covered by Edward, he is inches from my face and he leans in. He pushes his cold lips onto mine, I pucker mine in time for his to crash into me. Our tongues dance and fight for dominance. He feels ice cold and hard like granite. His breath smells sweet, he tightens his eyes close as he takes me in. I want to explore him more. I start to unbutton his shirt when he grabs my hands. His firm and chilling grip stop me.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"Edward," I say in a out of breath manner, "I want you. All of you." He stares at me, not saying anything.
"What if I hurt you, I would never forgive myself."
"I trust you."
"You shouldn't," he says.