(A.N. Ok everyone. I want to explain something real quick. This story is going to have a little more hints towards carnal acts than Coffee Makes the Heart Grow Fonder did. There is a reason for this; CMTHGF was the beginning of their relationship, when they were still timid and testing their boundaries with each other. I'm mostly talking physically here, so keep up everyone. Now that they have been together for a little over a year they are comfortable enough with each other to be like, "Hey Edward, sex?" "Sure Bella" (a little more suave than that…I hope.) Queue the Marvin Gaye music. Anyways, I want you all to know I am not making them into crazy sex driven, always thinking about getting some, people. I'm just showing their comfort level with it, and each other. It is still rated 'T' and there will be no actual sex scenes. Sorry to disappoint some of you, but I just can't do it.

Also, I know everyone is wanting me to update faster, and I really am flattered that you guys are so wrapped up in this story, but my other story, 'New American Classic' is getting my main attention at the moment. That one gets updated once every couple of days, so you could read that to hold you over until this one gets updated. Sorry, guys. I know that's a downer for you, but I am only one person, and I'm writing two stories. I am trying to make them good, with as few errors as possible and still trying to have a life. I really am trying to update as quickly as possible.

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"Bella" Edward said excitedly as he jumped on the bed, landing over me, only stopping himself from landing on top of me with his arms and knees. My eyes bolted open as the bed bounced. I squeezed them tightly shut soon after. "Bella wake up."

"Edward, we have been over this." I grumbled unhappily. "Days off are sleep in days. Especially when I request a particular day off."

"But you asked for a weird day off." He said into my ear while poking my sides once. "Honestly Bella. Who asks for the day after their birthday off?"

"Me, now let me sleep."

"But Bella," He sighed out, leaning down rubbing his cheeks and chin against my face. "I shaved." He smelled like aftershave and himself. It was a brilliant combination. Manly and delicious. It was almost enough to make me wake up, but not quite. "You can kiss me all you want without worrying about stubble scratches. Wake up and take advantage, woman!"

"One more hour, Edward. That's all I ask. Your face will still be smooth by then."

"No it won't." He countered stubbornly. "I have super fast growing chin hair, Bella Swan. This is freshly shaved, and as smooth as it's going to get until I shave again. Please take notice and advantage."

"Quit trying to get me to take advantage of you and let me sleep." I whined, trying to pull the covers over my face. He held them tight and leaned down, placing three small kisses over my lips starting from one corner and ending at the other. Then he lightly grabbed my lower lip between his teeth and pulled it gently.

"Edward." I moaned, half because I was tired and half because he was doing what he was doing.

"Yes, Bella." He said huskily and he kissed my lips one more time before trailing a pepper of kisses down my jaw.

"This isn't exactly fair." I said. Well, more breathily, sighed out. Details, details.

"Would you like me to stop?" He asked against my collarbone. Somehow my hand had slipped up into his hair and was urging his kisses on, while I nodded that I did want him to stop. He chuckled at my contradicting behavior and continued his exploration. He traveled up to my ear again and whispered, "Will you please wake up?"

"You are an evil man, Edward Cullen." I huffed, shoving his body off of mine. He rolled off to the side of me, laying on his elbow facing me. He had a devious, triumphant smile pulled across his face. Before he knew what I was doing I pushed him on his back and straddled him, pulling my own shirt off in the process, leaving my top half bare. He stared at me with wide eyes and his lips parted slightly. I leaned down close to his ear, just as he did to me, and purred out, "I'm going to hop in the shower."

"Company?" He breathed out huskily. "Do you want company?"

I shrugged and slipped away from him, walking straight for the bathroom. Having not worn sweats to bed the night before worked to my advantage, especially since the only thing covering my rear were lacy boy shorts. When I got there I turned and looked back at him over my shoulder. He hopped up immediately and started walking over to me, shedding his own shirt along the way. Before he made it to me, I hopped the extra foot into the bathroom, shut the door, and locked it. I heard a heavy sigh and a small thunk as Edward's head hit the other side of the door.

"You are such a tease." He said through the door. I giggled and walked over to turn the shower on. "I love you Bella Swan, but know that you just earned yourself some serious payback to look forward to."

"All talk." I yelled over the sound of the water. I heard his footsteps moving from the door. "Love you too!" I yelled out before he was out of hearing distance. I heard a light chuckle and the squeak of the bed. I smiled triumphantly. Bella, 1, Edward, 0.

Edward had a post birthday, day planned for me, as it turned out. A full itinerary of relaxing couple activities. They were all sugary sweet things that make you want to throw up when you see couples doing them in movies, but I think that was the idea. Among the list of things to do was grab lunch at a deli to take with us for a picnic in the park. Walking hand in hand in the park, and for the record, he actually had it written out like that on the list of activities he gave me. (Yes, there was a list!) A movie later tonight at the cool old theater that only showed old movies from the forties and fifties. And finally, a night of Bella pampering which pretty much meant that he would be my slave from the time we got home to the time we fell asleep. I could ask for a Jamba Juice at three in the morning and he would have to find a way to get it.

We had played this game before, and I have been the one on his side before. Where as I am nice, only asking for a glass of water here and there, maybe a bowl of ice cream, he tends to ask for a little more, shall we say, inappropriate things. Last time, in fact, he made me wear one of his button down shirts with a pair of lace panties around the house for the night and then to bed. His mind seemed to always be in the gutter.

We made our way into the deli, down a ways from the park, hand in hand. Edward insisted that we must be touching in some way for the entire day. Whether it be through hand holding, his hand on my back, or even a hug. I could deal with that just fine, though I knew that I would get a lot of glares from a lot of women when they saw Edward's hand in mine or his arms wrapped around me.

The deli was packed. There was barely any room to stand, but it was mostly people waiting on their food, so we got to the counter and ordered rather quickly then took our spot at the back of the store near a window to wait. Edward kept his arms around me and pulled me close to him so we wouldn't take up as much room or have to speak too loudly to hear each other over the noise around us. So far the day was going fantastic.

"Bella?" I turned to the side to see someone I hadn't really wanted to run into again, especially with Edward around. I felt Edward's head raise as he looked over to see who was talking to me. I tensed slightly, thinking that somehow Edward might just know who the guy standing next to me was. That he would just instinctually feel the need to protect my honor. He didn't.

"Hey Jason." I said timidly. I don't know why I was freaking out. Edward wouldn't have a clue who Jason was, so there really wouldn't be any issues. I hadn't even told him his name, or what he looked like. Edward would have no way to recognize him. Still the two of them being so near made for quite the awkward situation. "How are you?"

"Great." He smiled politely at Edward and extended his hand. "Hey man. I'm Jason."

"Edward." Edward was being polite, if not a little cautious, but that was probably in large part due to how uncomfortable I must seem to him. Edward was always incredibly good at reading me. Right now I was obviously tense. "Nice to meet you."

Jason nodded his agreement and then looked back at me. He looked good. His dirty blonde hair was a little longer now and he wasn't wearing his glasses. He must have gotten contacts. He wore a little nicer clothes than the kind he wore when I had known him. His shirt sleeves were pushed up, revealing his tattoos. It looked like he had added more to his collection, since I last saw him. He seemed to be appraising my appearance, but I doubted he saw anything too different. I wasn't too different from the way I was before, at least not looks wise.

"You look good, Bella." He said with a smile. Before I could thank him I noticed one of Jason's friends walk up behind.

"Well, well. If it isn't Bella. I haven't seen you for a few years. You look good." He said, obviously looking me up and down. I bit my lip in embarrassment and my cheeks flushed. The guy always had an issue with looking me over a little too closely. I never liked him for that reason and so many others. The guy was a big jerk!

"You seem about the same." I said as politely as I could muster, though my annoyance still rang clearly through the comment. He smirked at me, amused by my annoyance. Edward's arms tightened around me protectively as he gave a me quick kiss on my neck for reassurance.

"So this is the new boyfriend?" Alex, Jason's friend, asked cockily. Jason smiled apologetically at me.

"Well, Bella, it was nice seeing you again." He pushed Alex away towards the door before he turned back around. "I'm sorry about him, Bella. You know Alex though. He can be a jerk sometimes."

"Yeah, don't worry. It was nice seeing you, Jason." I said with a smile. He was a nice guy now, though I doubt he realized the full reason why I made such a point to stay away from him before. I didn't exactly explain things to him.

"You too, and it was nice meeting you, Edward." Edward gave Jason a small nod before Jason turned and walked out of the store. Well, seeing Jason had definite potential to dampen the day. Just as Edward was about to ask me about it our order came up, saving me from having to explain. I was hoping I could wait till Jason was a little further away before I told Edward who he was. No need to start anything.

Edward and I walked to the park, lunch in hand, in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence, just thoughtful. When we finally got to the park and started walking down one of the paths, Edward grabbed my hand to pull me closer. Then he settled his arm around my shoulder, giving a me a quick kiss on the top of my head.

"So, how did you know that guy." He asked with a sweet smile in my direction. I didn't really want that smile disappearing, so I stalled.

"Who? Jason?" I asked with the wave of a hand looking at the ground a little more intently. "He's just an ex."

Edward paused a moment, giving me a sideways glance. "That was him wasn't it?"

"What? Who?" I asked pathetically.

"He's the other guy besides Jacob that you…you know…with before me. The one who kind of forced you into it." It wasn't really a question. He knew by the way I was acting that it wasn't just some guy i dated for a little while. I nodded, mutely staring at the ground. "Damn. I did not want to be nice to that guy when I met him. I certainly wasn't planning on shaking his hand."

"He has changed a lot since then." I defended. "He is an ok guy now. At least as far as I can tell."

Edward pulled me over to a nearby table, taking our food and setting it down before pulling me over to him and encircling me in his arms.

"Bella, love, he could be a saint now, but I am never going to like him." He kissed the tip of my nose and looked into my eyes. "I am not too amazing at forgiving people who have hurt you in any way. And the way he hurt you, with me, there is no coming back from that. It's probably for the better that I didn't know who the guy was before."

I nodded and nuzzled further into his warm embrace. I looked up into his eyes and smiled. "Can we eat now?"

The rest of the day flew by. We stayed in the park for a few hours, walking around, talking and just enjoying each other's company. Edward wouldn't let my hand go the whole time, insisting we must follow the rules.

When we got to the movie theater and walked in, it was incredible. It was an older building with lots of detailed trimming and was painted in rich and ornate colors. There weren't many people in the only theater the place had, but that made it better. More intimate feeling for Edward and me.

Edward kept his arm around me, laughing as I clapped excitedly when seeing the title 'Roman Holiday' displayed across the screen, followed promptly by Audrey Hepburn's name.

"I thought you might like that." He whispered into my ear. I turned and looked at him, smiling widely, giving him a quick kiss on the tip of his nose. He really was an incredibly good boyfriend.

Nine days later-

I cringed slightly as my stomach started cramping. I had taken Midol before work, but these just seemed a little different. They intensified as I moved or twisted wrong and were becoming increasingly worse with time. I wasn't liking my new form of cramps and thought about staging a revolt.

Everyone had made their way home. My mom and Phil left about two days after my birthday, my dad left the next day, and Esme and Carlisle departed shortly after Charlie. It sucked seeing them leave, but then again, it was so incredibly cool that I got to see them all in the first place, that I found it hard to complain. Right now though I was sort of happy they weren't around to deal with my crappy mood.

Today was an afternoon shift, but I was exhausted. Between the cramps and having to attend an early morning wedding planning session at Alice's, my eyelids were feeling extraordinarily heavy. My body ached like I had worked out for hours, but I blamed that on Edward's insistent badgering for me to go to the gym with him. I'm sure just the mere thought of exerting myself in such a way is the cause of my aching muscles.

Alice's little wedding planning party consisted of just Alice, Rose, and I. I was pretty sure I was only there so I wasn't left out, because I didn't do anything but whine the whole time. Poor Alice was getting really annoyed with me.

"Bella, go take a Midol or something." She said, patting my knee after a particularly lengthy complaint from me.

You know how when you are PMSing and getting really mad, but then you just get even more angry when someone tells you that you're only mad because you're PMSing? That's what happened with Alice. Alice saw the glare I shot her, something that came on to my face without me intentionally putting it there, and realized her mistake.

"This is more whining than even you do normally." Alice said calmly, knowing what the glare was for. "Honey, you need the Midol."

She was right, but they didn't help too much, at least not with the cramps. I had simmered down after that though. I knew I was being a jerk. Poor Alice was just trying to get things ready for the wedding she has always dreamed about and I was sitting there tainting the experience. I have been keeping my temper in check all day, and let me tell you it has been no easy task. I am purely just being a grumpy person. I don't even want to hang out with myself right now.

Edward has been brave, putting up with me all week without so much as a complaint. The only thing that made me realize I wasn't being nice was the small smirk that would cross his face. It was different than his normal smirk, more of a 'are you really mad about that?' kind of smirk, but he never said anything. I was much better with Edward than I was with Alice today though, I knew that much. I only got the smirks from Edward here and there over the last week, where as today, with Alice, I even knew I was being grumpy while it was happening, but that didn't seem to stop me at the time.

Now though, to top off my aching body, my cramping abdomen, and my sour mood, I was getting nauseous. I hadn't actually thrown up yet but I had a feeling it was going to happen. That was one thing that really sucked about working in customer service. You get exposed to different bugs that the costumers were just getting over. I hadn't actually had the flu for a few years, but I knew this had to be the flu. Thankfully, it was time to clock out and drive home.

I turned the music up loudly in my truck, trying to get my mind off the war raging in my stomach. It felt like one hell of an epic battle was happening down there, trying to force the contents of my stomach up through my throat. I fought back desperately, trying to prevent my traitorous stomach from pushing the contents of my stomach through my mouth, and thereby defiling my poor, dying truck. The poor old hunk of metal was already gasping in its last breaths, so to speak, but I wasn't about to add insult to injury by puking all over it. I pushed the gas pedal down further, trying to get home before the flood gates opened. Traffic was heavy, at least in comparison to what I am used to driving home in, but I made it without dousing my truck.

I ran up to the door to our apartment and fiddled frantically with my keys. When I finally got the damn door open I ran in, throwing my purse on the floor as I went. Edward was getting up from the couch, smiling at me, until he saw my fast pace as I race past him. His eyebrows knitted together.

"Bella…" I held a finger out, giving him a stern look asking, no, ordering him with my eyes to stay where he was until I was through. My mouth stayed firmly shut, lips pressed together tightly. I have no delusions about how loud I can get when I throw up, nor do I have any doubts that if I opened my mouth to speak he would not only hear me vomit, but see it first hand.

I ran to the back bathroom, not bothering to shut the door behind me. The contents in my stomach started rising through my throat right as I got in front of the toilet, emptying the contents rapidly and violently, making the aching muscles and painful cramps hurt all the more.

I only vaguely recognized Edward's hand rubbing my back soothingly while his other hand kept my pony tail from spilling over into the direct line of fire.

Finally, when my stomach had nothing left to give, I flushed the toilet and hunched over the porcelain bowl, closing my eyes and breathing in through my nose and out of my mouth. I didn't move a muscle or open my eyes. My head was spinning and all that would do is cause another gut wrenching batch of dry heaves.

"Lets get you into bed." Edward said soothingly as he wiped some wisps of hair that stuck to my sweaty forehead away from my face. He picked me up gently, making a point not to make any jerky movements and carried me from the room. I considered making him take me to the sink first to brush my teeth, but the thought of sticking the toothbrush in my mouth made me want to gag. He laid me gently on the bed, after he expertly pulled the covers back while still holding me. "I'll be right back."

All I could do was nod as I curled into a ball and huddled under the covers. The sweat trickling on my body was making me shiver as the air hit it. I felt my bottom lip begin to quiver from the cold only seconds before I felt Edward wrapping the covers more snuggly around me. I heard the light ting of a waist bin being placed by the bed, for me to upchuck in. Edward gently placed a cool, wet rag over my forehead, causing me to shiver, and placed a bottle of water in my hands.

"Drink some water, love." He said, when I tried to push the water away. I felt no need to fill my stomach with anything else that could come right back up. Empty stomach equals no throwing up. "Bella, it will be better for you to have something to throw up."

I grumbled and grabbed the water from him, taking a drink and swishing it around in my mouth. As the water made it's way into my stomach it felt almost good to have it in there. I took another big gulp and laid my head back down. Edward looked down at me with a small smile from his place on the edge of the bed.

"Hi." I rasped out. "I missed you."

Edward's smile widened as he let out a low chuckle. "I missed you too love." He said, running the back of his hand over my cheek. "Is this the first time you threw up today?" I nodded.

"I have been feeling kind of sick all day though. My whole body is kind of sore." I said quietly. The little session with the toilet bowl made my throat ache, making me want to cough if I spoke too much. "How was your day?"

"Fine." He said sweetly. "I'm going to get you something for the aches then I want you to try and sleep."

I nodded and yawned. Sleep sounded good. As I yawned I felt the familiar tightening in my stomach as the little bit of water starting making its way back up my throat. I leaned over the bed, grabbing the waist bin and heaved the contents of my stomach into it. Edward stayed by me until I finished, rubbing my back and keeping my hair away from anything gross. I laid back down soon after and moaned. This sucked, and as sweet as Edward was being, I would really prefer it if he didn't have to hear me throwing up.

"Edward thank you for the help, but could you vacate the bedroom. I would prefer you not hearing, or seeing me…you know." I waved my hand towards the waist bin, which I just dispelled the water I so recently drank into, as I closed my eyes.

"I'll only leave to get you something, otherwise I am staying right here with you and nursing you back to health."

Usually the thought of Edward nursing me back to health would make my heart burst with all the love he was showing me, and how amazing he was being, but right now all I could think about was how grossed out he must be and how bad I must smell. It was early yet, still light out, but I had a feeling I was going to be sleeping for awhile, so I didn't argue with Edward. Instead I laid my head back further into the pillows and drifted off into a dreamless sleep.


(A.N. Alright, to anyone bitching about where this story is going just give me until chapter six before you decide to not read the story anymore. I promise it isn't anything you have read before…well, at least I haven't ever come across it in any fanfics. If you don't like, please discontinue reading if you so choose. Review my sweets!)