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All characters belong to Stephenie Meyer

Edward POV

It was just after two p.m. on Saturday, and I was panicking.

I texted Bella the directions, and she quickly replied, which calmed my nerves a bit. This means I won't be stood up. I had just fed Emily a quick lunch, and now it was time to clean and de-child-proof the house.

"Why don't you go upstairs and play with your new Barbie that grandma bought you?" I asked, praying I wouldn't get a million questions.

"Why daddy?" Yep, this child was definitely mine.

"Well, daddy is going to have his friend over, and he needs to clean the house."

"Jazz is coming over?" I laughed at my daughter. She was very observant and was obsessed with my friend, and Emmett's girlfriend's twin brother, Jasper Hale. She was only three and she was already crushing on boys.

"Nope, not this time." I chuckled and lifted her up, just as the doorbell rang. My mom was supposed to be here any minute to help me fix dinner, but I was surprised I opened the door. My mom was here, but she was followed by Emmett and Rosalie.

"Uncle Emmett!" Emily squealed and reached for him.

"Hey squirt. What's shakin'?" He grinned as he lifted her onto his shoulders.

"I thought you guys were out of town…" I sighed. As much as I loved my brother, he made more of a mess than Emily would.

"Just got back today. Good to see you too, Edward." Rosalie grinned and punched me in the arm.

"Do you think I am that heartless to miss little Eddie's date? There's no way in hell I would miss that!" He laughed loudly.

"Emmett, language." My mom scorned and started putting things together in the kitchen. "Edward, Emmett will be good. He'll get Emily out of the way while you clean, and Rosalie came to help me cook."

I breathed a sigh of relief as Emmett took Emily upstairs, and immediately went to cleaning.

At 6, everything was perfect. My mom had just finished dinner and it was now staying warm in the oven, and the three of them had taken Emily out for dinner. But not before Emmett yelled, "Get some!" out of the car window as they drove away. He was definitely not a good influence around my daughter. I had successfully cleaned up the living room, and made sure that all of Emily's toys had been taken up to her room or stuffed away, out of sight. I had just showered and changed into a pair of dark jeans and a white button up shirt.

I walked into the kitchen and began taking everything out of the oven, and got a bottle of wine out of the fridge. Just as I turned to set it on the counter, the doorbell rang, which caught me completely off guard. I missed the counter, and the bottle went crashing onto the kitchen floor, and seconds later I found myself covered in red wine. Shit, shit, shit. Doorbell or change clothes? Another quick rasp on the door broke me out of my thoughts. I decided to go to the door.

As soon as I opened the door, Bella's smile faded to concern. "Are you okay? What happened?" Moments ago, I had felt so embarrassed, but looking at her now, I couldn't care. She looked absolutely perfect. She wore dark skinny jeans, a dark purple tank top and black flats. Her hair was naturally waved, and she wasn't wearing much makeup. Amazing.

"Edward?" She asked again, biting her lip.

"Oh, sorry, wine busted when I heard the doorbell." I chuckled.

"Well good thing I brought another," she giggled, bring the bottle to my attention, "You go change real quick."

I ran upstairs and changed into new jeans and a new button up and rushed downstairs. When I made it to the kitchen, Bella was kneeling on the floor, cleaning up the shattered glass and spilled wine.

"Bella, stop, I can do that." She shook her head and pushed me away, "I'm almost done anyway."

After helping her clean up the mess, I took out the chicken, vegetables and potatoes out of the oven, and forced Bella to sit at the dining room table, even though she begged to help me.

"Wow, did you really make all of this?" she smiled, as I handed her a plate.

"…Yes." I mumbled, but suddenly felt bad, "…No. My mom and brother's girlfriend did. Don't judge me."

She giggled as she cut into her chicken. "Well then tell your mother and brother's girlfriend that they did a very good job."

"Hey, I cleaned the house." I smirked.

"It looks very nice," she commented with a laugh as we continued to eat. We fell into easy conversation about work, where we grew up and our family and friends.

"…I live with my college roommate, Alice. She has a new boyfriend, Jasper and she hasn't been home lately." She rolled her eyes.

"Wait a minute," I thought, trying to make a connection, "Is her boyfriend Jasper Hale?"

"I think so? I'm not really sure. I tune Alice out a lot, but I know he's in a band, and has a twin." She mentioned.

"Definitely Jasper Hale. He's my good friend, and his twin is who made this meal. She dates my brother, Emmett." I laughed.

"No way! Small freaking world." She grinned. We finished up dinner a few minutes later, and I figured we could watch a movie in the living room. And I could be closer to Bella. Dammit, Edward! You just met her yesterday, lay off.

"Why don't you pick out a movie, they're in the cabinet under the TV; I'll take these plates into the kitchen," I suggested.

She nodded and I watched her walk into the living room. Great view. Ugh, stop Edward.

I was rinsing off plates, when I heard Bella giggling in the other room. "Um, Edward…" she laughed, "since when do you watch Barbie and Dora the Explorer?"

Shit.

Bella POV

When I opened the cabinet for a movie, I couldn't believe it. Edward owned about 15 Barbie movies and 10 episodes of Dora the Explorer.

"Um, Edward…" I laughed, "Since when do you watch Barbie and Dora the Explorer?"

I heard a plate break in the sink and Edward nearly came running into the living room.

"Um, well, there's an easy explanation for that…" He replied nervously.

"Yes, obviously you have the desire to watch the same movies as a five year old girl." I giggled as I sat on the couch.

"Well, that's because I have a daughter…" He bit his lip, waiting for my response.

"Really?" I asked, very interested.

"Yeah, and if you're not okay with that Bella, then I don't know. I really like you and I like spending time with you, even though we just met but I can't see you if…" I quickly stood up and put my hand over his mouth.

"Shut up." I said sternly and grabbed his hand, pulling him onto the couch.

"First off, I like spending time with you too. Second, why would I not be okay with the fact that you have a daughter?" I smiled.

Edward looked completely shocked. "I just didn't want to freak you out."

"I'm not freaked out at all. How old is she? Why don't you have any pictures out?" I asked, looking around the house.

Edward jumped up and went into the closet, grabbing about five photo frames. "Well, I didn't want to freak you out, so I hid everything. And, she's three."

I rolled my eyes as he handed me the photos. "I love kids; totally not freaked out." I looked at the photos and I could completely see Edward in this little girl. "She's absolutely precious!" I smiled.

He grinned and tried to be sly as he put his arm around me.

"You're one of a kind, Bella." He sighed and kissed the top of my head.

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