Edward tumbled into the bath. "Oooh, I like the way you think. " He sat down and moved his legs around her. He looked at the beautiful form sitting opposite him, and gently stroked her red hair. "If this were going to be my last night, I don't think there could be a better way of spending it." With that he leaned in and passionately kissed her. Then he moved back a little giving her space to lie more comfortably. He was really looking forward to this night. He took the little tray with the cups of wine and the little bar of soap he'd mooched off one of the girls downstairs, took his cup and offered the plate to her. This might just be a night spoken off in legends.