A/N: Ack, so failure on my part for not updating for so long. There's really no excuse for the terribly long amount of time it's been, so I apologize for that. Anyway this is a short, mostly fluffy chapter to give a little resolution, and it will be the last. Big thanks to all those who have supported this story, it means a lot to me. :)

Disclaimer: Still don't own it.

Even the best fall down sometimes

Even the wrong words seem to rhyme

Out of the doubt that fills your mind

You finally find

You and I collide

The first thing I became aware of was a pair of soft lips pressing into the sensitive skin behind my knee. I fought to think through the fog in my brain, trying to think about what time it was. My attention was diverted as another kiss was pressed to my skin, this time farther up. A hum escaped me when the next kiss landed on my inner thigh, and Edward hummed back, his silky hair tickling my thigh. Then I whined when he pulled back and placed his next kiss on the top of my foot.

Edward chuckled. "Come on, love, it's time to wake up," he crooned against my calf, a smile in his voice. I gasped and my eyes flew open when I felt his teeth nip lightly at my skin. I looked down to see him grinning devilishly from between my legs. "Good morning, sunshine," he said playfully, obviously amused by my bewildered expression. His smirk became more pronounce when I blinked, trying to clear my head. Then he lowered his head to place another nip to my leg before trailing his lips slowly up my torso, flicking his tongue out occasionally. I shuddered every time I felt his tongue swipe out against my skin, winding my fingers in his hair. Edward's hands trailed after his mouth, rubbing circles into my hips, brushing his thumbs teasingly over the hard peaks of my nipples.

I moaned, pulling up to my mouth by his hair. He laughed against my lips, bringing his hand up to cup my cheek.

"Tease," I accused, playfully sticking out my bottom lip. I squeaked when he nipped at it in rebuttal.

"Don't be like that, love," he cooed, nuzzling my nose with his own. "We had such a nice night." I had to laugh at that. Nice was an understatement. Even after so many years this man could make me lose my mind with a single touch or word.

"Mmm. Quite an enjoyable way to spend our anniversary." I tried to keep my voice smooth like his, but couldn't help the way my voice wavered a bit on the word "anniversary." A year. A year since he'd come back to Washington. Come back to me. A year since we'd finally stopped being stupid and told each other how we felt. And a year since the sex had gotten impossibly better. Apparently the "l" word was a bit of an aphrodisiac for us.

Edward beamed at me, looking at me in a way that never failed to stop my heart. Like I was the only thing in his world. He leaned down to press another kiss to my lips. I could feel the joy and love emanating off of him, making me melt in contentment. I was breathless when he pulled away and buried his face in the crook of my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair, rubbing soft circles into his scalp. After we had spent a few minutes regaining our breath, he sighed serenely.

"You have no idea how much I like the sound of that," he murmured against my skin.

I laughed lightly at the sensation and his words. "I think I do," I teased, running my fingers over the shell of his ear. I pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "I love you."

Edward smiled into my skin. "I love you, too," he whispered. Then he lifted his head and gave me a look that I could only describe as wicked incarnate. "Since you're awake now, can I finish my fun?"

"Fun? What're you—?" I cut off with a gasp as he snaked his way down my body and threw on of my legs over his shoulder. His smile only grew at my flustered behavior.

"Yes, fun. I believe we left off somewhere around here," he teased, tilting his head to nip lightly at the sensitive flesh of my inner thigh. "Remember now?" Oh, that. So that wasn't just a groggy hallucination. My eyes widened and I felt a blush spread over my face. I inhaled sharply, and Edward must have heard it, because he chuckled. "I'll take that as a 'yes.'" He didn't give me an opportunity to answer him, though. Any comments I might've had were wiped from my brain when he ran his tongue tantalizingly slow up my center. My hips bucked into his face involuntarily and moan fell from my mouth. I could practically feel the smugness radiating off of him but was already too far gone to care.

So instead I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer to me. Within minutes he had me writhing and moaning wantonly underneath him. His hands held down my hips as he nipped playfully at my clit, prolonging my orgasm. When my tremors finally subsided Edward raised himself above me, giving me a self-satisfied smirk.

"I'm glad you're proud of yourself," I said, the bit in my words cancelled out by my breathlessness. My state seemed to amuse him more, but he knew better than to say anything. So he just smiled wider and leaned in to kiss me. When he released my lips and stretched to kiss my forehead, though, I turned away. Edward pulled back, an amused and somewhat incredulous look on his face

"Please don't tell me that was because you're all sweaty," he implored. When I blushed and avoided his gaze he groaned and dropped his head to my shoulder. "Bella…"

"Shut up," I mumbled, threading my fingers into his hair again. My aversion to sweat was always amusing to him. He usually just tried to distract me until I was too tired to care, but some days I was adamant about getting clean. It usually ended up with us in the shower together, though, so it's not like he could exactly complain. "You know it makes me feel gross," I said with a pout.

Edward sighed but stood up, scooped me into his arms, and began heading towards the bathroom.

"You are far from gross, love," he insisted. "But I guess that's part of your charm." When we reached the bathroom Edward set me down gently and started the shower. I didn't even pretend not to ogle his muscles and backside as he adjusted the knobs to the temperature he knew I liked. How did I ever get so lucky? I must have had a pretty dopey smile on my face, because when he turned around a small chuckle escaped him.

"See something you like?" he teased. I narrowed my eyes at him. Deciding to be a tease, I leaned back on the counter and raised my eyebrows at him, hoping I looked sexier than I felt. At the very least, I hoped my lack of clothing would help.

"Maybe," I taunted back. "Do you?" His eyes darkened and before I could blink Edward had me pushed securely against the counter, his hardness pressed enticingly against my stomach.

"You really shouldn't say things like then when you're naked," he growled against my mouth.

Feeling brave, I purred out, "Or what?" in lieu of an answer, Edward captured my lips in a searing kiss. Our tongues tangled together almost frantically, and he hoisted me off the floor to lead me under the warm spray of the shower. I moaned into his mouth when the water washed over me, pulling away only to gasp when my back hit the cold tile of the shower wall.

Edward pulled back to look at my face. He removed one of his hands from my waist to cup my cheek, blazing eyes boring into mine.

"I love you," he whispered, his voice husky from arousal. I didn't know exactly what it was about his words—he said he loved me all the time—but something in them felt different. Almost like they suddenly meant so much more. I unwound my hands from his hair, moving them to hold his face. In that moment, looking into his eyes so deeply, I saw everything I would ever need.

"I love you, too," I promised back, stroking his cheeks with my thumbs. "You're all I'll ever want, Edward."

His eyes blazed with such an intensity I'd never seen before. Something I'd said must have encouraged him, because behind the love and lust I could see a determination that was strengthening by the second.

"Then marry me," he said fiercely. I sucked in a sharp breath and blinked, sure I must have misheard him.

"What?" I managed to gasp out.

"Marry me, Bella," he said again.

"Edward I—" he shook his head.

"Bella, you just said it yourself. I'll never want anyone else, either. We were made for each other, Bella. We just work! Don't think about your parents or anything but what feels right. This—" he grabbed one of my hands from his face— "us, we're right. You're on of the few things that have ever made sense to me, Bella. So don't think, say you'll marry me."

For a few seconds I was speechless, which must have been enough for Edward to think he'd said something wrong. The idiot actually looked worried. I pulled him into me with my free hand, planting a long kiss on his lips.

"Yes, of course I'll marry you!"

"Really?" he asked, an amazed and blinding smile on his face.

"Of course, you stupid man!" I laughed, shaking my head at his doubts. Then I pulled his face back to mine to kiss him again. It was like we'd never stopped kissing, only we did and now everything was different. And so much better. Suddenly, he wrenched away from me with a groan.

"You're clean enough," he growled before turning to shut off the water. He set me down outside the shower and wrapped a towel around me quickly before grabbing my hand and dragging me back to the bedroom. Only when we got there he didn't pounce like I thought he would. He sat me down on the bed and went over to his bedside table.

"Edward, what're you doing?" I asked in my breathless confusion. When he turned back to me he had a small, velvet box in his hand and a heartbreakingly beautiful smile on his face.

"I have to do this correctly," he explained.

"What? Edward, I've already said yes! Of all the ridiculous—"

"Come on, Bella, for me?" he pleaded. "I had a speech planned, but then I was just in the moment and…look, I'll just say the end, alright? Please?" And then he went and did that unfair smoldering thing with his eyes. How could I possibly refuse?

"Okay," I conceded with a sigh. "But right after that we get to celebrate, right?" I asked, caressing the bed suggestively. Edward grinned.

"I assure you, there will be plenty of celebrating," he promised, winking and moving to kneel in front of me. He took a breath, getting serious, then opened the box. Inside was the most breathtaking ring I'd ever seen; a gorgeous princess cut diamond sitting between two sapphires on a white gold band. "Bella? I promise to love and cherish you for the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?"

I laughed a little, suddenly feeling tears pressing at the backs of my eyes. "Yes," I managed to choke out. I couldn't stop the tears from falling when Edward beamed at me and slid the ring onto my finger. I thought my face might break in half from how wide my smile was. Edward cupped my face and brought our lips together in a sweet, overjoyed kiss.

We fell back onto the bed in a mixture of laughter and tangled limbs, the new weight on my finger reminding me that this wasn't a dream and I wasn't going to suddenly wake up to a cruel, lonely, Edward-less world. Our kisses grew in intensity, building slowly and sensuously until we were both panting in anticipation.

"I can't wait to tell everyone and start planning," I managed to murmur around his lips after as our kisses slowly grew evermore heated.

"Shh," he whispered. "Don't think about that now. Let's just enjoy our own private celebration for now." With that, he loosened our towels and pressed our naked skin together, and I couldn't think of any reason to argue.

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A/N: I hope this was okay. I apologize again for the long wait and the fact that this chapter is pretty short. I've kind of fallen out of the fandom, but I wanted to give this some resolution as a thank you for all the support and kind words. :) As always, thank you for reading and reviews are much appreciated!