Bubbly

EPOV

As hard as it is for me to say, I think that Jake may have actually helped our relationship. Again. Bella and I have never been so connected as we are now. For days after the whole Jake incident we couldn't stand to be out of each other's sight.

And I seriously think that I may be addicted to sex now. Sometimes it's all I think about. The day that she went back to work, all I thought about was her all day. I couldn't even get some of my own stuff done because I would start thinking about her and then little Edward would cause big Edward some problems.

I just can't stand to be away from her anymore. I mean when she was living in Forks it was hard enough. I doubt if I could survive that kind of distance anymore. After living with her for almost two months, I don't want her to live anywhere else. I want to come home to her. I want to see her cooking in the kitchen in the morning. I want to sleep with her face in my chest. I don't even want to think about the day when she packs up all her things and leaves. I've become used to her stuff all mixed up with my stuff. It's my normal and kind of a comfort.

What I hate the most about when she's gone is the silence. It's deafening. I never really noticed it until she lived with me. When she's here, I can hear or see her moving around. When she's gone it's just me. It's just the silence. I can't even hear her heartbeat when she sleeps next to me, just my fingers on the keyboard.

That must have been what it was like for her when I left. I mean when I hear the silence, I comfort myself with the fact that she will be home soon. But Bella didn't know that. She didn't know when or if I was coming back. I feel terrible about leaving like that. I regret it every day. I regret that I ever let the thoughts that I had creep into my mind.

When we made love that night, it was better than I had ever thought of in my mind. We didn't need candles or roses or music or any of that cliché stuff that I thought that we would need to make it important. Bella was right. All we needed was us. I think I caved that night because I realized that. All that was important was us. That night I just blocked out the rest of the world and all that mattered was Bella.

I couldn't help the need to be inside her. It wasn't in an animalistic way; it was so that we could be connected like we never had been before, for our bodies to be physically connected. And it was perfect. Bella was perfect. Bella is perfect.

I woke up that night and saw Bella asleep on my chest. She looked so peaceful and content. I thought about waking her up and asking her to marry me right then and there. But I thought better of it. She might think that I asked her just because he had sex or just because I was afraid of losing her. Which I was afraid of and still am a little bit I guess. But I'll ask her. One day I'll ask her.

Right now I'm lounging on the couch, faking watching CNN while I'm really watching Bella make lunch. I swear the girl can make anything. She should have her own show on the Food Network. Today she is making a pasta salad and it looks so good I almost want to take a bath in it. I'm an entire room away and I bet it looks 50 times better up close. I watch her spoon the salad into two bowls, put forks in them and grab two cokes. I quickly look away back at the screen as she walks over into the family room. She places one bowl on the table and grabs the two coke cans from underneath her arms before putting the second bowl down as well.

"You know I would have helped you with all that." I say.

"It's fine. I got it over here didn't I?" Bella says with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

She is just too cute

I smile and she taps my feet to tell me to take them off the couch so that she can sit down. I comply and drop my legs off the couch and lean forward to grab both bowls and hand one to her. She sits cross legged on the couch and I swing my legs up onto her lap.

She looks at me as if to say 'What the hell do you think you're doing' and I make a puppy face at her. She laughs and shakes her head, starting to eat her pasta salad.

"Why are you watching CNN?" she asks after she swallows her food.

"I don't know. It's just where I landed I guess." I say looking down into my bowl.

It's like she knows! She knows I was watching her ass and not the TV!

Just then the phone rings.

Thank God! Saved by the bell

Bella answers the phone on the side table, still giggling.

"Hello?" she asks.

I love when she laughs like that. Hehe. It makes me laugh.

"Yes, speaking" She says.

"O….Yea…Okay yes I'll let you know…Thanks!"She says and hangs up the phone.

"Who was that?" I ask.

"NYU. They wanted to know if I wanted to confirm my dorm or not. They said that they are running lower on room than they thought they were and don't want to have to do as many triples as it looks like they'll have to. They said whoever doesn't take a room will get a big knock off on their tuition. I can call them back in a few days though. I have to call my parents and make sure that they paid the bill for it and everything."

Immediately my heart dropped. This was it. This is what I didn't want to think about. Bella leaving. And she was making plans on leaving right now. I didn't mean to say it but it just came out.

"Don't leave." I say, looking back down into my empty bowl.

"What" Bella asked quietly, a little taken aback.

"Don't leave. Stay here with me. You can still get to school every day and I don't want you to leave." I say with a little poutiness in my voice.

"Really? Are you sure?" Bella asks.

"Only if you want to." I say, lifting my head up to look at her.

"Well yes of course I'll stay with you!" she says, putting her bowl on the floor and moving from her position on the couch to flop on top of my chest.

"Really?" I ask, running my hands through her hair.

"Well yea. I mean I never thought that you'd ask me. I was kind of dreading having to leave and everything…" she trails off.

"Thank God I was dreading that too." I say kissing her hair. She giggles lightly against my chest.

"We're living together." She giggles.

"Yes. And?" I ask.

"We're living together." She says again.

"Well yes we have been for a while now. I'm glad you finally noticed." I laugh.

"No Edward. We're living together. When it was just for the summer there was a deadline, you know. It was like summer camp. But now we are actually living together." She says.

I smile. Bella's right again. I basically just asked her to move in with me, but then again not really. Most of her stuff is already here and she does sleep here every night and she does have a key already. But it does seem different. More serious. More final.

"Wait…this is like summer camp?" I ask. Bella lifts her chin up and puts in on my chest.

"O come on you know what I mean." Bella says.

"I don't think this is like summer camp. I think at most summer camps this would be frowned upon." I say, grabbing her ass. Bella squealed, obviously surprised by my action.

"I think your right. This probably would be too." She smiles, kissing me hard and grinding her pelvis into mine.

And just as things are about to get really good,

"O damn its 7:00 already! Come on we have get ready!" Bella says, jumping off of me.

"What? Why?" I groan.

"Remember we told Alice we would have dinner with her and Jasper tonight at that club downtown." She says, trying to pull my hand out of hers as I try and pull her back on the couch.

"Aww geez is that tonight?" I groan again.

"Yes! Now come on we can't be late!" She says pulling back against me, getting me off of the couch. "We can finish what we started later." She says, wagging her eyebrows at me.

"Nooooo I wanna do it nowwww." I say, acting a bit childish.

"If you get ready now you can pick my bra…." She says in a sing-song voice trying to get me to follow her.

It's good enough for me

I follow her into the bedroom and go straight for her lingerie drawer while she heads into the closet.

"It has to be strapless though!" She yells from inside the closet.

She just made my job a little bit tougher but I'm up for the challenge. As I'm looking through the drawer all I can find is just one plain black strapless bra.

"Bella I think you only have one" I say, unable to hide the disappointment in my voice.

Well that's no fun

And then I hit the jackpot. It's no secret that I have a weakness for the color blue on Bella. And of all the panties that she has worn, and I'll tell you I've seen most of them, I had never seen these. There was no way that I had missed them and they were shoved in the back of the drawer so she probably didn't even know she had them. They were tiny fishnet power blue boyshorts with navy blue ribbon. I knew for a fact it would not cover her entire ass.

And we have a winner!

Bella walked out of the closet with a black dress flung over her shoulder and holding a pair of black heels. I turned around and placed the black bra on her shoulder over the dress and held up the panties between my thumb and index finger with both hands.

"Bella, why has this particular pair not made an appearance yet?" I ask.

"I didn't know that I had them actually. Are you sure those are mine?" She asks, staring at them in my hands as though she was trying to dissect them with her eyes.

"Well I know they're not mine and if they aren't yours then they must belong to the landlord. Now I would hope that a short, bald, overweight man in his late 50's wouldn't be wearing such things, but you never can tell these days I guess." I said as though I was considering it as an actual possibility.

"Eww gross Edward! I so did not need that visual burned in my brain for all eternity!" Bella says squinting her eyes to try and erase the mental image.

"Well then they must be yours. And since you put limits on my bra choice, I decided that I had the right to choose another article for you. It was my reward for getting off the couch after all." I say.

"Well I guess it's only fair." Bella says with smile taking them from me and placing them on her shoulder with the rest of her outfit.

"I think those may be in the running for my favorites." I whisper in Bella's ear, tapping her ass as she walks into the bathroom. She lets out little squeal again.

When she reaches the bathroom door she flicks on the lights and turns around to look at me. Before she closes the door she says,

"Why sir, I am a lady!" In the most ridiculous British accent I ever heard in my life.

I laugh and walk over to the closet. I put on my black jeans and my white button down shirt, rolling up the sleeves. Unlike Bella, it takes me about 3 seconds to get dressed so I flop down on the bed to wait for her.

The bathroom door opened and my jaw dropped at what I saw.

Bella was wearing a black strapless dress that stopped three inches above her knees and hugged every curve of her body. She had let her hair down and the light curls cascaded down her back.

She walked over to me and dropped her shoes on the bed next to me. Bella put one finger underneath my jaw and pushed my mouth closed.

"Thank you" she said. "You look pretty appealing yourself"

Bella walked over to the dresser and started rummaging through her small jewelry box. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist, placing my chin on her shoulder.

"Do we have to go?" I ask, pressing a soft kiss into her shoulder.

"Yes." She says, now holding the ends of the chain on a necklace of a silver key. The head of the key was a heart with a small diamond in the corner.

I gave that to her for our two year anniversary. She doesn't know that it's a diamond though; I told her it was just a small crystal. Bella hates when I spend money on her. I really wanted to get her the key that was completely encrusted with diamonds, but I knew that she wouldn't like it if I spent that much.

I take the ends of the necklace from her and fasten it around her neck.

"We could just stay here. You wouldn't have to worry about all this clothing. You wouldn't have to wear anything actually. Except those panties." I say with a sigh, hoping to change her mind.

"Yes well I would prefer to stay here as well, but we have to go. I promised Alice that we would. We almost never see her anymore." Bella says turning around to look at me with her arms wrapped around my waist.

"You say that like it's a bad thing." I say in a low voice.

"It is a bad thing!" She giggles.

Bella pulls some silver hoops out of her jewelry box and quickly slips them through her ears. She rushes over to her nightstand and throws her phone in her purse, throwing it over her shoulder. She grabs both heels off of the bed in one hands and grabs my hand as she rushes out of the room.

"Come on! We should have left fifteen minutes ago!" She says running down the hall past the kitchen pulling me behind her.

I laugh as she hops on one foot in front of the door to slip her shoes on. She grabs her key off the table in the foyer and pulls me out of the apartment.

"You are really something else." I say, still laughing.

I got some requests for some Edward Point of View. I also have decided to alternate between Bella and Edward points of view for a few chapters.

Don't forget to check out the pictures of Bella's outfit, lingerie, and necklace on my profile!

Bubbly-Colbie Calliet