Falling for You

Official

"Only if you promise to give me the details later."

I promised. There was no way to get out of it. She was determined to find out what happened. I was really tired, but I knew that sleep was going to evade me tonight. I let my mind wander to discover the details which I would give her.

After lunch, we had all sat in the main room and listened to Edward play. The baby grand was beautiful. The only thing more beautiful was what Edward played. He seemed to alternate between classic to some unknown composer. His parent's smiled when the unknown composer's songs were played. At the end of his concert his mother's eyes lit up at another unknown piece. He spun on the bench to look at us. "What do you think?"

Esme was the first to speak, "It was beautiful. It's so nice that you're still writing."

It hit me like a ton of bricks. "You wrote that?" He nodded at me and I realized that he'd probably written most if not all the pieces I hadn't recognize.

He was still looking at me like my opinion mattered to him more than anything else in the world. "What did you think?"

"I'm not sure words can describe it. It was beautiful. I've never heard anything like it before."

Edward smiled and held my eyes with his. "You inspired it."

I know my mouth was open with shock. The blush covered my face at a speed that I had not known before.

I felt my hands covered and looked over to see Esme sitting next to me. There were tears in her eyes as she took me in her arms. "Thank you" she whispered in my ear. I was so shocked I didn't know how to respond. She pulled back and asked me to help with dessert while the boys set up the grill.

I was getting closer to sleep with the memory of Edward's song playing in my head. It was beautiful. I don't know how I could have inspired such beauty.

I let my mind wander to Esme standing in the kitchen watching her boys in the backyard. She was talking about them as little boys. How they had always been the best of friends. I could imagine what she was describing. Chubby little Emmett chasing lanky Edward around the piano. The boys wrestling in the backyard. Edward helping Emmett study for school and Emmett standing up to any bullies who thought Edward was an easy target. They were still close, and I couldn't imagine one without the other.

I know I had to have been smiling. Esme pulled me into another unexpected hug. "Be good to him, dear. You've changed him so much, and I could never stand the idea of what he'd do if you weren't a part of his life anymore."

I couldn't imagine what she was thinking. How could I affect him so much? We'd only known each other for a few months. I smiled at her nonetheless, "I have no intention of letting him go. As long as he wants me around, I'll be here."

Tears slid down her cheek as she held me tightly. I wanted to stay like that forever. That was the first time I'd ever felt like a girl in her mother's arms. I wanted to savor the moment.

The rest of the afternoon was spent saving my brownies and making a few other small things that would go well with the Bar B Q. Dinner was fun. Everyone laughed and talked. I felt oddly as if I fit. I wanted to fit. I loved being here with these people. They exuded the love that should come with a family.

I didn't want to leave. Carlisle and Esme both hugged me at the door. Emmett picked me up in another bear hug and carried me to the car. "Now don't let him take advantage of you, lil sis'. If he steps out of line, you better let me know." I had to laugh. We both knew Edward would be the perfect gentleman. I didn't know if he knew how to act any other way.

I wanted to concentrate on the drive home. Edward had put in Debussy and drove to the tempo of the music. He didn't want the night to end any more than I did. He took my hand on the console and drove quietly. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of my hand in his. It was so warm. Warmth spread from my hand through my arm.

All too soon, we were parked in front of my house. At the time, I thought Charlie was asleep because he never came to the door to hurry me inside.

Edward and I sat in the car for twenty minutes talking. We discussed when and how we were going to leave. I kept my eyes closed and my head relaxed against the chair. His thumb was rubbing soothing circles in my hand.

His other hand came up to stroke my cheek. I opened my eyes and turned toward him. His green eyes were so peaceful, so serene. He leaned forward and took my lips in his. The way that our lips had moved together was sensual yet sweet. He was slow and gentle. I didn't want him to stop, but it was inevitable that he would. I concentrated on his eyes. The emeralds sparkled as I looked into them. No gem in the world would ever live up to his eyes.

Sleep finally took me as I was thinking about his eyes and the melody which he wrote for me floated through my mind. I held onto the image into my dreams.