Okay, sorry for the delay in updating. I've been working a new job and trying to come up with new ideas for my stories. Hopefully, this will be good enough to tie you all over til the next chapter! :)

Disclaimer: Edward owns ME.

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EPOV:

I've made my decision to stay, and it has been the best idea, yet. My brothers were staying as well, and now, our parents are making a visit to the island, to our new home.

We were standing at the airport, my brother's and I. I was a nervous wreck. The only thing I could think about was introducing Bella to my mother and father. I'm sure they will love her, regardless.

Emmett, being the loud ass that he is, saw my father and started to yell. "Daddio!!! Mama Mia! Over here!"

Jasper and I hung our heads in shame of our brother, not our parents, of course.

My mother ran over to us and Emmett grabbed her up in a hug while my father shook our hands.

After situating the luggage, my mother and father followed us in their rental, and we headed to our rented beach home.

Once we arrived and everyone was settled in, Esme started to speak.

"I can't believe my babies are moving all the way to Hawaii. What am I supposed to do without you?" She sighed.

I chuckled. "The same thing you two would do any other time we go away. It'll just be a longer period of time."

Dad cocked his eyebrow. "So, who are they?"

My brothers and I couldn't contain the smiles that grew on our faces. Our father knew us only too well.

"Well, my girl's name is Rosalie. I call her Rosie. Or Rose. Either of those work. Anyway, mom and dad, she is seriously the girl of my dreams! She's gorgeous, and when I say gorgeous, I mean super model hot, and she's so smart, you'd be impressed! Not to mention, she works on cars. How awesome is that?" Emmett swooned over his woman.

"She sounds lovely, dear. What about you Jasper?" My mother asked.

Jasper looked like he had stars in his eyes. "Her name is Alice. She's everything I'm not in so many ways. Where I'm reserved, she's outgoing. Where I'm quiet and calm, she's a ball of energy and constantly on the go. We're each other's other half."

My dad patted my brother on the back and everybody looked at me. "Tell them about Bella." Jasper grinned. I couldn't contain the smile on my face any longer.

"Okay. Isabella Marie Swan, is the daughter of the police chief that I saved just last week. Anyway, she teaches surf lessons, and aspires to be a writer. We can literally talk about any subject, and we never get bored of each other. She's the missing piece to my puzzle. Mom, dad, she's my heart's singer. I'm drawn to her in every way."

My mother had tears in her eyes as she hugged me. "I've never heard you talk about a girl this way, Edward. It's a breath of fresh air. You three are going to invite those lovely ladies over for dinner this evening."

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After I called and worked out the details with Bella, they agreed to come and meet my parents. My mother opted to grill out and have drinks on the beach and the deck. Thanks God! Bella and her friends are the comfortable type.

Bella and the girls arrived just as I had told them to, and she had seemed considerably nervous.

"What if your parents don't like me or any of us?" She asked in a hushed tone.

I couldn't contain my chuckle as I kissed the top of her head. "Don't worry, love. They will love you as much as I do."

She sighed and seemed to relax a little at my words.

Before we could walk any further into the house, Esme appeared out of nowhere and hugged Bella tightly.

Bella hesitated at first, but hugged her back.

"It's so good to meet the girl that stole my son's heart!" Esme squealed. I rolled my eyes at my mother's enthusiasm.

"I'm pleased to meet you as well." Bella grinned.

My mother took her by the hand, leaving me standing on my own, when I realized Emmett and Jasper were standing beside me, with shocked looks on their faces.

"Our mother is going to hoard our women. We'll never get them back." Jasper huffed.

"I just hope Rose doesn't get all blunt around mom. You know how she speaks her mind." Emmett sighed.

We all realized we were defeated and headed out to the deck.

"Oh Jazzy! Your mother is going with us shopping tomorrow morning, isn't that exciting?" Alice practically jumped up and down.

"Oh yeah, whoo!" Jasper twirled his finger in the air out of sarcasm. It didn't go unnoticed by Alice.

"Cheer up, or you can just say good bye to our little date tomorrow night." She threatened.

I already knew what their dates consisted of. Role play. Jasper accidentally told on himself one night while the three of us guys were drinking in my misery. Apparently, my brother has a fetish for being a soldier just coming home from war, and Alice plays the good little house wife who's been deprived of her man for so long.

Rosalie was talking to my father about rebuilding a classic car. I didn't catch which one, but Carlisle looked like he just found his new best buddy.

Bella was sitting by herself looking at the water, and I felt kind of bad. She didn't feel like she fit in. My mother was extremely girly, so Alice was a shoe in. Rosalie was into sports and cars, so she fit in with my dad. But, where did Bella fit in with them?

"Oh, Bella! You have to teach us how to surf while we're here. I've tried, and I'm horrible." Esme beamed. She was serious?

Carlisle perked up, too. "Do you think you could show us the basics at least? I have always thought it was extremely cool to be able to ride the water that way!"

Bella beamed. This, she was good at. And both of my parents seemed to take an interest.

We all continued to eat, in comfortable conversation. I hadn't realized that Bella had brought dessert.

She started plating it and handing pieces of this delicious looking pie to all of us, before taking a piece for herself. Now, a woman that could cook, THAT would please my parents more than anything.

"Mmm. Who made this? It's absolutely divine!" My mother reveled in the taste of the confection Bella had brought.

I noticed my love's cheeks turn pink before she raised her hand. "Guilty." Bless her heart, she looked embarrassed.

"You made this?" My father asked.

"Yes. I love to cook, actually. To be honest, you can find the guys over at our place most days that I'm cooking." She smiled.

My mother's face lit up. "Well, I would love to come over for dinner sometime this week, if you wouldn't mind making something. If you can make a dessert this well, I cannot wait to see what else you can do in the kitchen."

Bella grinned wider now. "Oh, Mrs. Cullen. That would be wonderful! I'd love to host a little dinner party for all of us."

The thing about Bella is, she doesn't do attention. Ever. So, I was shocked when she pretty much volunteered to make dinner for eight people without blinking an eye.

"Is there anything you would like in particular?" Bella asked to the group.

"Pizza." Emmett said, receiving a smack on the back of the head by Rosalie, in which my mother laughed.

"Chicken." Jasper answered. Of course, he's always so safe.

"Spaghetti." Rose replied.

"Mushroom Ravioli." Alice told her.

"Baked Fish." My mother answered.

"I don't care as long as it's food." Both my father and I answered at the same time. Everybody laughed.

Bella looked like she was in deep thought at the moment. "What would you say, If I told you that I could make all of your food wishes come true?"

Emmett beamed. Food was his second love, next to Rosalie. "Like a food genie?"

She laughed. "Something like that. I can assure you, that I can prepare all of these things and have them ready, all by myself, by the time we have dinner this week. And... I can start two hours before dinner is to be served."

I was impressed. She was in her element, and she was cocky about it. I loved seeing this side of Bella.

"How about we buy the groceries for all the things that you need, Bella? You can just write a list for me, and I'll run to the grocery store and pick them up just before?" My mother suggested.

"That would be great. Thanks!"

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My parents settled into Emmett's spare room, because he said he'd stay with Rosalie, much to her dismay.

I started walking Bella back to her house when I got the nerve to ask her one very important question.

"Marry me." I blurted out, before I could think of what else to say.

Bella looked up at me, shocked.

"What?" She asked.

I sighed. "I want you to marry me, Bella. There's nobody else in this world that I'd rather be with than you. You're it for me. Seeing the way my parents interacted with you this evening, God. It made it that much more real."

She looked like she was about to cry.

"No." She nearly whispered.

I felt my heart rip out of my chest.

"But, why? Don't you love me like I love you?" I was acting desperate now.

She took my face in her hands. "Yes, I do love you. But, when you ask me, I want it to be for all of the right reasons. Not because you got a sudden impulse. That's what you do. You act last minute about things. You can't deny that."

She was right. Bella continued.

"Don't take my answer as a final one for all of eternity. It's just.. we've not been together that long. Shit, how do I know you won't get tired of me? Right now, you say you'll never be able to grow tired of me. But, who's to say for certain? I say, give us some time. And, the next time you ask, do it with some grand gesture. Something I would never expect in a million year. Sweep me off of my feet, Edward!" She laughed.

I sighed. A little bit relieved that she didn't NOT want to marry me, just not today.

"So, you turned me down because of my shitty proposal?" I laughed.

She giggled. "It didn't help. You didn't even have a ring."

I stopped walking. "I thought you didn't like flashy things."

Bella shrugged. "Maybe not. But, I'm still a girl. Girl's want that symbol when they get asked. It makes it seem more, I dunno, legit or something."

I chuckled at the silly girl next to me. One day, she'll be my bride. I just have to think of the grand gesture.

When I headed home, I stopped dead in my tracks. On the steps leading to our home, was the last person I expected to see.

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DUN DUN DUN!!!! Cliffie... Don't you just hate it!? Who could it be? There are a whole list of possibilities to choose from. Think carefully. It could be James, Jacob, Victoria... just to name a few. Think about ulterior motives.

Get creative and tell me who you think it is!

Much love, WW82