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As I sat up, Edward turned on his side and let out a little moan. I looked at his sleeping for and let out a giggle.

"Wassso funny?" he mumbled sleepily, his eyes blinking lazily, trying to open properly.

"I'm sorry," I said softly, "I didn't mean to wake you up."

"S'okay," He mumbled again, when I stood up, he rolled over onto his back, his eyes opening a bit wider now. He was just starting to come into consciousness, "I, uh, I didn't mean to fall asleep on you. I'm sorry."

"Actually I think I fell asleep on you."

"So uh," he said rubbing the back of his neck, looking down, "what time is it?"

"Eight. You didn't have anywhere to be did you?"

He shook his head, "Nope, just in bed. I usually sleep in on Sundays."

"Me too," I said softly nodding my head, "But best not to sleep piled on top of each other on the couch."

"I agree. My whole body is stiff, I feel like an old man," He said getting up and stretching. I couldn't help but notice he wasn't kidding when he said his whole body was stiff. I blushed and looked away, hoping he didn't catch me looking at him.

"Do you need some advil or anything?" I asked, heading towards the bathroom. I had to pee and I wanted to give him a moment to himself. This was an awkward morning. I was still pretty tired and I wanted to go to bed, and I'm pretty sure Edward felt the same way.

"Uhhh," he said cracking his back, "Yeah I should probably take some."

"Ok, I'll be right out. Help yourself to water or whatever," I gestured to the kitchen. I saw him nodding out of the corner of my eye as I shut the bathroom door behind me. When I came out, I handed him the bottle of advil, and poured myself a small cup of orange juice. I needed some of that advil myself. He swallowed down the pills with a gulp of water. He asked softly if he could use my bathroom and I said of course. I popped my own pills while he was in there, trying to figure out how to approach this situation.

When he came out of the bathroom, he looked at me shyly, "So this is an awkward question, and feel free to say no, but would you mind if I stayed here to sleep a little while longer? I mean I can sleep on the couch, it's no problem, I don't want to move anything to fast. If you're going to get up, please kick me out, I don't want to inconvenience you. If I go home, I don't think I'll be able to get back to sleep."

I had to make a snap decision, should I let him stay? I did want to sleep more, but did I want him here? Was it too much? My instinct was to tell him no, to go home, but when I was about to tell him that, I got quite sad. I guess deep down I really didn't want him to leave yet.

"You can stay. And you don't have to sleep on the couch, no need to make things worse, we can share the bed."

"I-Are you sure?"

I just nodded my head, "Which side of the bed do you sleep on?" I asked sitting on the edge. I had a full sized bed, so there was enough room for both of us, but we'd still be relatively close. I had chills running down my spine thinking about his arms around me as we slept. I could change into something more comfortable, but I had nothing for Edward. I decided to keep on what I had been wearing, to keep things even.

"Usually, the left, but really either's fine. I don't want to put you out."

"No that's perfect," I said sliding in, "I sleep on the right anyway." I patted the space next to me. With a bit of hesitation he got in next to me.

"Thank you, Bella. I swear I'll make this up to you," He said softly, but I just waved him off. The two of us lied there uneasily, not sure of what we should be doing. I don't think either of us wanted to do anything to make the other one uncomfortable, in turn making ourselves uncomfortable. Finally I adjusted, turning onto my side, settling in the way I would normally fall asleep. I felt Edward moving around, adjusting next to me.

"Um, Bella," his voice tinkled softly in my ear, "Do you mind if I hold you?"

"I would like that," I whispered back and his arm wrapped around me. A smile crossed my face. A few minutes later I fell asleep to Edward's soft snoring.

Around ten o'clock we woke up. I'm not sure who woke up first, or what even caused us to wake up, but I felt fantastic, better than I ever remember feeling before. We lay there for a little while, breathing softly, staring at each other, pressing the occasional soft kisses on bits of skin in front of us. When our lips would meet, they greeted each other as old friends. We had mumbled, nonsensical conversations about nothing at all, just enjoying each other's company. Around eleven, Edward said it was probably time he should go. I nodded my head softly in response and he promised to call me this afternoon. When he left I took a long shower, enjoying the warm water falling on my body, and I found the smell of my soap very soothing.

Edward called that afternoon as promised. We talked for a little while, and made plans to meet up for lunch the next day. I had a lazy kind of afternoon, but I was happier than I'd ever been. I talked to Angela, and Jess, and Rose. They all had different reactions to my story of what had happened. Jess hadn't believed me when I told her that we didn't actually have sex, but I was in too good of a mood to even care. Angela was happy I was happy, but warned me against moving too fast. She was appeased when I told her that Edward and I had already talked about it. Rose told me that she would have preferred if things had been a bit different, but told me what a good fit she thought Edward and I was. She gave me advice for what to do for the next week depending on how things were going between us. She suggested we go on a double date with her and her boyfriend Emmett, whom Edward already knew, if things were going well, the following week. I agreed that it was a good idea, and she said she would arrange the whole thing.

After dinner I was feeling creatively inspired, so I took my camera and went out into the city. I wandered around and took photos of whatever struck my interest. I had a wide range of subjects, and when it started getting dark, I went home. I flicked through my photos, pretty satisfied with my shots. I got ready for bed early, wanting to be comfy. I got all cozy in bed with my laptop, uploading my photos from my camera. My phone went off, it was Edward.

How was the rest of your day?

Pretty fantastic actually, how about you?

Fantastic huh? What did you do? My day was pretty good. I got some shit for staying over your place, but after I made some threats it was all good. Practice went well, played some video games, just chilled.

I had a pretty lazy day. Talked to some friends, relaxed. Went out and took some photos after dinner, inspiration hit you know?

That sounds great. I hope you didn't stay out too late, Seattle's no NYC, but it is still a big city, gotta be careful.

Yeah okay dad. Lol, yeah I came home when it started getting dark. Got some great shots, I'll have to show you.

Hey I just want you to be safe, can't I be an over cautious boyfriend? Can't wait to see them :)

You forget that before I was your girlfriend, I was an independent woman ;) Did you work on that new song you were humming with the guys?

I'm just going to be happy that you didn't make it weird that I called myself your boyfriend, I know we hadn't talked about it. And no, they don't know about it. My own little side project.

You're a sneaky bastard. I'm going to go to bed now, work in the morning and all that.

:p Me too. Sleep well, I'll see you at lunch tomorrow.

I fell asleep smiling that night. The next morning I was working with Laurent. He was a nice enough guy, but he was friends with my ex, James. He was actually the one who had set us up. After our relationship had ended, Laurent and I grew apart. Now we only really spoke at work. I held nothing against him, but it had been difficult at first since he and James are close, so we had grown apart. Despite this, he knew me well enough to know that something had changed since he saw me last week.

"So Bella," he started after we had exchanged some pleasantries and small talk, "what happened to you between last week and today?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I said trying to busy myself, organizing the pastries.

"Oh come on Bella, I know you better than that. You seem different; happier. Something had to have happened."

I blushed, "Well I met this guy.."

"A guy huh?" he said leaning against the counter, "I figured as much."

"Geez, glad to know I'm so obvious."

Laurent let out a hearty chuckle, "It's a good thing Bella. You deserve some happiness."

"Thanks," I blushed.

"How'd you guy meet? If you don't mind me asking."

"Here actually. He came in, we talked, he came in the next day…."

"Dating a customer, nice," He grinned, "I bet he left you a big tip," he winked at me, "When are you seeing him next?"

"Lunch today actually."

"Wow, I'm impressed," Laurent nodded his head, "So when do you need this lunch break?"

"Twelve-thirty if you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all. In fact if you were to be a couple of minutes late, I doubt I'd even notice."

"Thanks," I grinned, enjoying Laurent's company. I had forgotten how well we had gotten along before the James fiasco.

The rest of the morning went along smoothly, and soon it was time for my break. I rode my bike over to the restaurant we had agreed on, it was between Java Juice and the bank Edward worked at. As I locked up my bike, a pair of arms I could only assume belonged to Edward wrapped around me, and he kissed my neck.

"Hello beautiful," He purred.

"Mmmm hello," I said lowly, almost moaning, "I like this greeting. What a way to sweep a girl off her feet." I turned to face him and he was grinning.

"That's what I like to hear," He said planting a soft kiss on my lips.

"You look fantastic," I said, "I feel underdressed."

He waved me off, "You look just fine."

It was an Italian restaurant, the hostess was staring at Edward like he was a piece of meat. I could have been nonexistent for the attention she paid me. Edward didn't even notice her. I just ignored it, I knew Edward was attractive, and so long as he wasn't given anyone else attention I didn't care. The waitress was just as bad, if not worse. After we ordered our food and the waitress left, I looked at him and laughed.

"How do you put up with it?"

"With what?" he asked, looking at me as if I had five heads.

"All the flirting," I said, "The hostess, the waitress, everyone you charm."

"Please Bella, I don't even notice. I don't mean to sound cocky, but I'm a musician, I've had girls flirting with me here and there. It's something that doesn't faze me anymore. At first I didn't know how to react to the attention, but I wasn't interested in any of the girls who were throwing themselves at me. So I just sort of developed a blind eye to it, because I felt so awkward when I was aware of it."

"I see," I said, not sure how I wanted to respond to that. I wasn't even sure how I felt about it, "What made me different?"

He chuckled, "I don't even know where to start. Everything about you is different, yet somehow familiar. You're not like other girls I've met."

"I'm glad for that I guess."

"I know I am. You're like this old soul – like me. You see the world differently than other people. You're beautiful, but you're not a beauty queen. There is just so much less drama with you, everything about you is just so natural and comfortable. You're not trying to impress anyone, you're just yourself. And I love how you walk on your toes when you don't have shoes on, you move so smoothly, it's just adorable."

"You noticed that?" My face felt flush.

He grinned, "How could I not? I like watching the way you move. You're clumsy when you're trying your hardest not to be, but when you're being yourself the way you move is like watching a dance."

The waitress came back with our meals, and thankfully the conversation shifted away from me. During our lunch Edward made me laugh so hard I almost snorted my water out of my nose. It burned, but thankfully he didn't seem to notice what a doof I was. When I got back to Java Juice, Laurent took one look at me and a grin took up his whole face.

"Had a good date I take it?"

I didn't answer, just gave him a knowing look, tied on my apron, and got back to work.

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