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    Ready?

    Suddenly, everything made sense. He wanted to know where I’d be comfortable, though he wasn’t sure how well it would work, and my parents had excused themselves to let us begin our lives.

    Saying, “I do” earlier today opened the way for tonight’s intense physical relationship.

    I was going to get him, all of him, and he was going to provide me with the last human experience I intended, before I became a true member of his family. I was ready, though a new wave of nervousness ran through me.

    He was watching my face, analyzing every movement I made. He probably noticed I was shocked, though his face gave away nothing. Now, I looked nervous, because he turned his head away.

    “I’m ready,” I said, as convincingly as I could. Then I took a deep breath, remembering not to suffocate.

    He turned back to me, his face skeptical at first. Then he saw I had covered myself with calmness and a bit of excitement at the thought. His face flickered through several emotions. I noticed relief, fear, and then concentration.

    This would be hard for him. I hope it was worth it.

    He leaned toward me, wrapping his arms around my waist. His cool hands were just as comforting as they’d been all day, but I could tell he was trying to be extremely careful.

    Every movement was slow and precise. Each thought through in advance. There would be no chance of my getting hurt, for he was constantly aware of his self-control.

    Yet, each movement flowed smoothly. There was no pause for hesitation.

    Still careful, Edward laid me down, his body carefully placed on top of mine. One arm stayed at my waist while the other held my head.

    I studied his face. He wore a calm, relaxed expression, but his eyes were fierce with concentration.

    I tried to be calm as my heartbeat increased and blood raced through my veins. I wished it wouldn’t, I didn’t want to make this any harder on him.

    When he was sure I was ready, he bent down and kissed me.

    My heart fluttered. It felt so good. His cold lips touched mine gently, but with great passion.

    In response, I placed my arms around his neck, never wanting to let go.

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