"Alice," I whined, "just stop okay?"

"Bella I'm doing this for your own good." People always say stuff like that when really they are doing it for their own kicks.

"Look Edward is taking you out for a lovely romantic meal and you want to look your best don't you?"

"Of course but I hardly think Edward cares if I have a few stray eyebrow hairs." Holy shit that one really hurt, I glare at Alice and communicated with my eyes that I was at the end of my rope.

"You're done." Fucking finally, looking in the mirror I can see she's done a good job, my eyes do look a little larger, my face more defined somehow.

I grunt in appreciation and she seems happy with that.

"How did the bachelorette party go?" Alice's question makes me groan as I think back to the previous evening.

After doing numerous shots in some clubs, the names of which escape me, my last coherent memory was of Edward carrying me over his shoulder to my apartment. I was giggling madly and telling him to 'gee up.' It made me cringe just thinking about it.

This morning while I was bemoaning the fact that I was quite possibly dying, Edward told me about the text Emmett received about two in the morning.

"It read gdjp, we puzzled over it for ages then Emmett worked out that Rosalie was probably trying to type help." He laughed uproariously then while I hung my head in shame, we were certainly in a terrible state.

"We drove around for ages looking for you, both of us ringing your phones. Finally some one answered and asked if the two very drunk girls currently laid on the dance floor twirling their handbags lasso style around belonged to us." More laughing followed, while I sunk further and further down until just my eyes were peaking over the covers of the bed.

The man had told them where to find us and our respective partners carried us out. Rose had being sick over Emmett's shoulder as he carried her off which had made me laugh uncontrollably and also made me need to pee. Edward took great joy in telling me how he had to stand guard while I went behind a bush, not able to hold on.

"Humiliating, I think that's the best way to sum it up." I muttered to Alice, I had a sneaking suspicion she may have already known exactly what an idiot I had made of myself.

In contrast to my night of debauchery, the bachelor party had a few drinks and spent the rest of the night playing computer games. Which all goes to prove how dull men can be.

Edward had been lovely this morning, getting me drinks and cosseting me when I really didn't deserve it. After all I had gone around wearing a hat that had a huge penis on all night, declaring that it had nothing on the real thing. This had embarrassed Edward rather a lot when he turned up at the club and people starting whistling at him.

Now we were going to meet up at a fancy restaurant, he had had to go back to his place to take care of some things so I was meeting him there.

The night was warm, almost sticky so I didn't bother with a cardigan over my short-sleeved black dress, it was rather clingy but I love the way my breasts looked in it.

"You look great," Alice said, patting my bum as she past. "Okay I'm off, have fun."

Grabbing my purse I headed out a few minutes later. As my cab pulled up to the restaurant I could see Edward waiting outside.

"Hey," he pulled me into his arms before steering me away from the entrance to the restaurant.

"What's going on?" I asked puzzled.

"We are going somewhere else, that's all I'm telling you."

"Humph, you know I hate surprises."

"Tough darling," he says this in a kind of fake cockney accent.

"Who do you think you are, Dick van Dyke?"

Edward's car was parked near and I climbed in, casting him suspicious glances as we pulled in to the traffic and headed east.

"Can I have a clue?"

"No." Amusement made his lips curve upward and I wondered if it was safe to poke him while he drove. I decided against it and took on a martyred air as I waited to see where we were going.

It didn't take long until we came to a stop – outside his apartment building, I raised my eyebrows but he merely laughed, coming around to open my door.

"Edward what's going on?"

"Wait and see," he was almost bouncing with glee, and I stood back as he did a little hop, skip and a jump into the elevator.

Just what was my infuriating man up to?

Following him in he pressed the button for his floor and went back to lounging against the wall, perfectly at ease despite my growing agitation.

I had taken to muttering choice words under my breath, which only seemed to make him smile more.

Edward ushered me into his apartment and I spared a thought for my growling stomach that had thought it was going to get a good meal.

The place was bathed in soft candlelight and the dining room table held a beautiful meal complete with champagne in an ice bucket.

"What's going on? Are you trying to schmooze me Cullen?"

"As if I would try." I've never being the quickest person on the planet but even I had a rough idea where all this was going and suddenly my chest felt more than a little tight.

Edward

Bella was clutching her throat and looking a little scared, maybe what I had planned wasn't the best idea, I actually thought she might chock herself the way her fingers were digging into her skin.

Prying her hands away from her throat and looking her in the eye I said, "Calm down baby please."

"Don't get down on one knee whatever you do," she pleaded.

"Why the hell would I do that?" And then it dawned on me – she thought I was going to propose, laughter spluttered from my mouth before turning into full out guffawing. Bella stood in front of me her face like thunder and I backed away quickly before she did me some serious damage.

Eventually I managed to control myself, although I had a feeling I would not be enjoying Bella's charms anytime soon, boy she was pissed.

"So the idea of marrying me is hilarious to you huh? Well let me tell you Edward Cullen I wouldn't marry you if you were the last man on earth." She turned on her heel and stormed out of the door.

"Bella wait," I called as I ran out the door after her.

"I'm sorry ok? I didn't mean to offend you. Please come back inside." Bella's face was turned away from me and I could see her foot tapping angrily as she waited for the elevator.

"Please love, I really am sorry."

Keeping her face turned away from me she said "how sorry?"

"So sorry you can't even imagine." When she finally turned to face me I could see she was grinning, she had been teasing me! I reached out and grabbed her to me, growling low in my throat.

"You had me seriously worried there." Bella kissed my lips softly and tilted her head to the side "sorry?" she said cheekily.

"Get your butt in there and I will plan how I'm going to punish you later."

Finally we sat down to the meal my sister had helped prepare, the food was a little cold but still tasty.

Throughout the meal Bella kept chuckling to herself and her leg would keep bumping mine.

"Okay so the reason for all this," I gestured to the food and the candlelight. "Is because I want you to move in with me, we spend all our time together and it's seems silly to have separate apartments. I guess I just wanted to make the occasion special. I just didn't think how it might look."

"If I were any other woman Cullen you would be in some serious shit," she agreed.

"Well I guess it's a good thing I'm with you then."

"A damn good thing," my lips twitched as I watched her sidle round the table and arranged herself on my lap.

"A very, very good thing," I murmured as our lips met and her tongue thrust into my mouth making my head swim. The urge to rip her clothes off and sweep everything off the table almost overcame me, but I managed to break away before I destroyed Alice's best china.

"Is that a yes?"

"Mmm," is all the reply I received, as Bella's mouth got busy sucking at my neck.

"So I was thinking you could move in the end of the month?" My voice cracks a little because Bela is now unzipping my pants and grabbing my shirt to drag me down the hall to my, sorry our bedroom.

"Enough talking Edward, I have better uses for that mouth."

A happy sighs leaves my mouth and Bella throws me down on the bed, life really doesn't get better than this.

"Hey Roomie," Bella's soft chuckling voice wakes me from the strange dream I had being having.

"I dreamt I was a vampire," I murmured sleepily, rubbing my eyes.

"Really?" Bella gurgling laugh fills the room.

She clasps her neck and says, "please don't suck my blood Dracula, you handsome creep. I'll do anything you want only please don't bite me."

"Anything?" I try to put on a sexy Transylvanian accent but it comes out more Jamaican.

Bella tries to stifle her laugh, "Oh yes anything."

"Come here my child." Bella comes towards me acting frightened. I run my nose along her neck. "Your blood smells so good I don't think I can resist.

A whimper leaves her thought, only it's not from fear, Bella is incredibly turned on.

I move my nose to run it along her cleavage, the stiffened peaks of her breasts begging for my attention.

"Please," she moans.

Lightly biting down on one nipple, I feel her whole body shudder against mine. I continue down her body, placing biting kisses over every inch of her skin.

Finally I reach the apex of her thighs, Bella breathing has turned to panting and her eyes are tightly closed.

"You taste so good," I say as I run my tongue along her folds before taking her clit between my teeth and biting down gently.

"Holy fucking Moses," Bella shrieks, her body convulsing as she comes hard.

Laying back a self satisfied smile on my face, I pull Bella onto my chest; she's still a little breathless and flushed.

"I think someone has a bit of a vampire fetish." Her face immediately reddens more and I know I'm on to something.

"Come on what gives?" I lift myself up on my elbow and stare down at her guilty face.

"Okay, okay I used to have a big thing for Angel." I look at her in confusion.

"Angel from Buffy?" When I shake my head she grins.

"Well I guess I'll just have to educate you." This sounds ominous.

For the next four hours I am subjected to watching some blond woman, who is apparently a vampire slayer, kill demons while still managing to look great. Her dark brooding boyfriend has turned bad after they had sex and is now trying to kill her and her friends. Bella is crying at my side when this Buffy girl has to send the rather annoying, caveman browed Angel to hell so she can save the world.

Looking in the bathroom mirror that night I practice my brooding, mysterious look only for Bella to catch me and fall about laughing.

It's a good job I love her more than anything else in the world.

A/N sorry again for the delay, I'm moving my stories over to The Writer's Coffee Shop. I will finish this one on fanfiction but anything after that will probably be posted over there.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter and as always I would love to hear your thoughts.

Stephenie Meyer owns these characters.