TWILIGHT AND ALL IT'S CHARACTERS BELONG TO MS. MEYERS

SMUT WARNING!!!

THIS IS A SMUTTY LITTLE CHAPTER

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

EDWARD

Bella allowed me to put my arm around her as we walked into my house, but she didn't lean against me like she normally does. She was quiet, and I wasn't sure if she was upset, or what. I knew I had to eventually tell her the whole fucking Jessica mess, but I was hoping it would be after our relationship was more solid.

It was obvious Bella was a little uncomfortable with the fact that I was more sexually experienced than she was. I must be the only teenage boy in fucking history to wish I could go back to being a virgin. I wish I could erase the whole Jessica thing…I wish I could just fucking erase Jessica herself.

Everyone was in the kitchen, eating cold pizza. I tossed Em his keys and he bolted out the door, with Rose close behind, to check to make sure his baby was still in one piece. Alice was grinning from ear to ear, practically fucking bouncing on the edge of her seat. She no doubt wanted some girl time with Bella to hash over the details of the date, so I found an easy out. Maybe Alice could wave her magic wand over this and make it right; lift the fucking hag curse.

"I'm going to go get the guitars, ok love?" I went to give her a kiss on the cheek; she didn't turn towards me as usual but she didn't turn away either. I kissed her anyways, lingering for a few seconds, nestling my nose against her cheek. I motioned for Jazz to come help me and he got up to follow me.

"Hey, how'd it go man?" Jazz jogged to catch up to me. He was momentarily held up by Alice whispering something in his ear. It must have been good because you could see every fucking tooth in his mouth through his wide ass grin. We were walking out to the car; Em and Rose were inspecting it with a flashlight.

"It was fucking great…until Bella asked about Jessica." I glanced over at Jazz's face. It was screwed up in that puckered up face that people get when they are really confused or really fucking disgusted. I think Jazz was both.

"Jessica? Why the fuck would she ask about Jessica?" confused and disgusted.

"I guess Jess has been really bitchy to Bella lately. She wanted to know why."

"Well…what did you tell her?"

"Everything, I just told her everything." Honesty was always the best policy, right? Fuck.

"Shit. Am I going to be sleeping on your couch tonight?" Jazz seemed a bit fucking annoyed but supportive at the same time.

"I don't know dude." I sure fucking hoped not. We got the guitars out of the trunk and Em was in the front seat, shining a light in between the seats.

"Is this a fucking ice cream sprinkle?" He was holding the minuscule offending object in front of my face. "You ate in my car, didn't you? Rose, check under the seat, there might be more."

"Jesus Em, relax. Go get a blow job or something." We went back into the house and left the guitars against the wall. Bella walked out of the kitchen, biting her lip.

"Edward, I think I'm ready to go to bed." She said softly. I was confused; I didn't know if she meant with me, or that she was going upstairs with Alice. There was an awkward pause before she clarified. "I've never been to your room before." She held her hand out slightly as a sign for me to take it.

"Oh! Ok." I reached out and quickly grabbed her hand. "Night Jazz." I fucking spun on a dime and led her up the stairs to my room. She hesitated at my door. I wanted to give her an option, "Are you sure? You can always sleep in Alice's room."

"I'm fine." She smiled up at me and I felt the electric buzz and it made me feel at ease. In one smooth motion, I swooped down and picked her up, carrying her into my room. She giggled and laid her head against my shoulder. I set Bella on her feet next to my bed; there was a small black shopping bag with a pink bow in the middle of my bed. It just screamed Alice.

"Alice." We both huffed.

"I'm a little afraid to see what's in it." Bella picked up the bag and pulled out a little card. I read it over her shoulder.

I didn't think you'd bring anything cute to sleep in, so we got you this. Don't worry, it's not too bad.

Alice*

"Oh…it's just pj's. She's right, I didn't bring anything. I just figured I'd sleep in my clothes." Bella admitted.

"You don't have to wear them. Alice will understand."

"No…I'll at least check them out. Where can I, uh…change?" I pointed to the door in the corner of my room.

"My bathroom." She got up on tiptoes and gave me a quick peck on the cheek before she disappeared into the bathroom. There was a few seconds of debate in my head before I went ahead and got my pj's on too. I pulled on a pair of green plaid pajama bottoms and an old wife beater tank top. I didn't know what to do with myself. I sat on my bed at first, but then I thought that made it seem like I was expecting something. I moved to the beanbag chair, but it wasn't big enough for Bella to sit on too. I finally decided to settle on my couch. I was nervous as fuck; there was something different in the air tonight. We didn't have to sneak around; there would be no hiding in the closet, no jumping at the sound of footsteps. There was nothing to hold us back, except ourselves. We could be completely at peace. At least that's what I was hoping for, she seemed to be ok with the Jessica thing, but I wasn't sure. I was hoping that Bella's sudden change of heart had to do with Alice. Damn, I was going to owe my sister a fuckload. There was this really extensive art set that she had been hinting for, with Christmas coming up, I figured that would be a perfect gift.

The bathroom door opened, and Bella shuffled out, looking even more beautiful than before. Her face was washed clean of all the makeup; her hair was still straight, but newly brushed. The pajamas were sexy in a modest way, a fitted black cotton cami with little flowers where the spaghetti straps started. The pants were cute as hell with a little ruffled hem at the bottom. They could have been cutsie but on Bella they were fucking hot. I could see those fucking amazing collarbones; I knew Alice did that shit on purpose. Jazz must have told her about my little obsession. She came towards the couch, wringing her hands, she was clearly nervous. She stumbled over her own feet and I made it to her just before she hit the ground.

"You ok?" I chuckled, thoroughly enjoying the placement of my hands on her hip and side.

"Yes. Just me being me." I chuckled again and helped her to the couch. I sat her down next to me, but I was pleasantly surprised when she climbed into my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I'm sorry about…getting mad over Jessica."

"It's understandable. I'm sorry about Jessica. You have no idea how badly I fucking wish I could take it all back." How badly I wished you could be my first, so it would be something we'd share together.

"I'm still…jealous." She pouted and blushed at the admission.

"There is no other girl but you, love. You are the only one I see, the only one I want. Jessica doesn't even compare to you."

"It's not really that…I mean, I wish you hadn't slept with Jessica, but...ugh, I'm not jealous of her. I'm jealous that…you have more experience than me." She let out a frustrated sigh."Maybe jealous isn't right word." I took her face into my hands and kissed her nose.

"Please don't be, none of it meant as much as it will with you. Not even Tanya." I was slipping into dangerous territory again. "It never felt like this with her. It's like we just…fit. It was always fucking work with her. With you…it feels…"

"Natural." Bella quietly finished for me.

"Yes, natural." I whispered. My heart was fucking pounding in my chest. As we drew closer to each other, I noticed her breathing picked up. I slid my hand behind her neck and into her hair. I could feel it, the electricity, the need, the want between us. "Bella." I licked my lips and swallowed. "Do you have any idea how fucking bad I want you right now?" There was no sense in denying it. I'm sure from her position on my lap she could feel it.

Bella didn't say a word; instead she turned her body and adjusted herself so that she was straddling my lap. She ran her hands up my arms, my neck and into my hair. I placed my hands on her hips, knowing if I didn't put them some place reasonably safe, we were going to be in serious fucking trouble. We were touching forehead to forehead, looking into each other's eyes. I couldn't believe how fucking sexual this was, we weren't even kissing, or touching anything intimate, but our breathing was labored. I couldn't take it. "My God Bella." I moaned as I kissed her. As soon as our lips touched, it was like a dam burst. We couldn't fucking get enough of each other, couldn't get close enough. I was gripping her hips, trying to restrain myself from flipping her over and ripping those cute fucking pajamas right off her.

"Edward." She said into my mouth, I stopped knowing that I was pushing it. I expected her to say 'wait' but she surprised me. "The bed." I stood up with her still in my lap, wrapping her legs around me as I walked to the bed. Well, it was more like a sprint; I couldn't get there fast enough. I wanted to have full access to her and her to me. I yanked down the covers, and laid her down. I positioned myself above her, attacking her collarbones, pushing myself into her. She started moaning in my ear and it was all I could do to stop from coming in my pants. My dick was fucking rock hard and I wanted to feel her touch it so bad, I almost grabbed her hand and shoved it down my pants. But I didn't. That would have to be her move.

"Fuck, Bella. You are so beautiful." I murmured. I kissed my way up her neck to the spot I discovered earlier, and I felt her shudder beneath me.

"Wait, Edward." Damnit, I knew my luck would run out. I understood though, Bella needed time. I pushed myself up and sat back on my ankles.

"I'm so sorry. I…" I lost track of my thoughts when Bella sat up and lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her perfect breasts. They were the perfect size. A perfect handful; and my hands were aching to be full of them. She was shaking, but had a confident gleam in her eyes. "Are you sure?" I asked when I regained the ability to speak.

"Y-yes." Bella took a deep breath and laid back on the pillow again, her hair fanning around her head. She reached up and grabbed my shirt, pulling me back on top of her.

"Bella, it's too soon. We don't have to fucking rush it, we have all the time in the world. There will be other nights alone."

"I want this... I want you." She took my hand and set it on her right breast. Oh fuck, it felt good to touch her. I gave in to her wish, into my fucking teenage hormones. I started caressing her, rubbing and pinching her nipple slightly. I kissed her. Then continued kissing her again and again, working my way down her neck, to her chest. I took her nipple in my mouth, and starting lightly sucking and making little circles around it with my tongue. Bella moaned, I took that as a "yes" to the question of if she liked it or not. When I gave her nipple a little nibble, she moaned louder and weaved her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer. I released her and kissed my way over to the other one. I kept switching between her breasts, licking, sucking, and biting, a little harder each time. I snuck a peak at her face, her eyes were closed and she was biting her lip. She caught me looking at her and pulled me to her lips by my hair.

I couldn't believe this was fucking happening. This was a million times better than any jerk off fantasy I ever had about her. I kept checking to make sure she was enjoying this as much as I was. I never wanted to do anything she didn't want. I groaned into her mouth when she slipped her hands underneath my shirt, lightly scratching my back. She started running her fingernails down my chest to the top of my pants and back again. It was the softest touch, but it felt so fucking good. I adjusted myself, rolling more to my side, but never breaking the kiss. I wanted to feel her most intimate places. I wanted to know every inch of her, better than I knew my own face. My hand left her breast, slowly moving down, giving her every chance to stop me if she wanted to. I slipped my fingertips under her waist band and paused, waiting for permission. She was trembling.

"Are you sure, love?" she looked a little bit like a deer in headlights. I knew she wasn't ready for this, I started to pull my hand out, but she grabbed my wrist.

"I'm nervous…and a little…scared." She confided.

"Bella, it's ok. I will never hurt you. We can stop right now if that's what you want."

"No…I'm enjoying this…but, no….sex. Ok?"

"No sex." I agreed. She nodded, looking more than a little relieved. I leaned down and tenderly kissed her. I continued the kiss until her tension started to melt away and she released her grip on my wrist. I was contemplating abandoning my prior destination but then she pushed my hand further down into her pajamas until I was directly on top of the goal. I gently started to rub her through her panties. She was already fucking wet; I could feel it through the thin cotton. I groaned as this knowledge made my dick twitch. My lips left hers and trailed down her neck, pausing to gently bite her earlobe. Bella responded with her own low moan, and it drove me over the fucking edge. I involuntarily rubbed my hard on against her hip. I was still stroking her, pressing harder with each pass. Her hips started moving with my hand, and I slipped my first two fingers in her panties, pressing them against her clit. She bucked her hips, pushing me for more. I moved my middle finger into the fold, grazing her entrance, teasing her. Bella gripped my shoulder, digging her nails into my skin.

"More." She pleaded. I was not going to fucking deny Bella. I pushed my finger into her, enjoying the fuck out of the loud gasp that escaped from her lips. I slowly worked my finger inside her, amazed at how warm and tight she felt.

"You feel so fucking good." I groaned into her ear. Her eyelids fluttered when my thumb started rubbing little circles on her clit while the others did their job. Her hand left my shoulder, dragging her nails gently down my chest. She didn't hesitate to plunge her hand into my pants, and wrap her little hand around my dick. "Oh fuck." I grunted into her neck. My eyes rolled back as she started stroking me. I moved my thumb and finger faster, loving the fact that I was making her moan that loudly. Her hips were rocking against my finger thrusts, and her hand pumped me just as fast.

Bella started whimpering, I could tell she was getting close. I wanted her to have an orgasm. I wanted her to feel that good, because of me. I licked her collarbones, up her neck and to the little spot behind her earlobe. I pushed my fingers deeper inside her, trying to focus on her, though she was doing a pretty damn good job of getting me off and it was hard not to give in to her. I licked her trigger spot again, this time softly blowing on it.

"Edward." She cried out as she tightened around my finger. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she arched her back. Her hand formed a death grip around my erection as she came. It was the single fucking sexiest thing I've ever experienced. I wanted to make her cum over and over. I didn't even wait for her to come down before I started working my fingers again. I slid another finger into her, pushing deeper and faster.

"Ugh, I love that." I whispered. She bit her lip in response and went back to stroking me. Now it was my turn to buck my hips, pushing myself harder into her palm. I could barely concentrate on what I was doing to her. Between the sounds she was making, and the feel of my fingers inside her, it wasn't long before I was cuming.

"Oh fuck." I groaned loudly. I was being loud as fuck, which was unusual for me. Bella seem to get pleasure out of it, her lips forming into a sly smile. I don't think there had ever been hand job that felt so good before. After I finished, I pulled her hand out of my pants, laced the fingers of my free hand with hers, and held it against my chest. My show of pleasure seemed to give Bella the ok to be freer. I resumed playing her like a fucking piano and soon she was gripping the sheets with her free hand, moving her body to the movement of my hand. Years of playing the guitar and the piano had given me some serious skill when it comes to using my fingers, and she was enjoying every second of it. Her breasts were bouncing slightly with her movements, just begging me to touch them. I leaned down taking her nipple back into my mouth, she cried out as I started sucking on it. She tasted so fucking good. I didn't want to stop.

"Oh God." She moaned as I took her nipple between my teeth. I bit a little harder, and she moaned my name again, and this time her whole body shuddered as she came. Her legs snapped closed, trapping my hand inside her. I didn't stop, I wanted more, and I wanted to hear my name escape her lips in ecstasy one more time. She was dripping wet, and I started to move my fingers inside her again, but she laid her hand on my arm. "Ok, ok, ok…..I don't think I can take another one." She was panting, still trying to come down from the last orgasm. I could still feel her clenching and releasing around my fingers as she gently pulled on my arm to signal the needed retreat. As much as I wanted to keep pleasing her I took her cue instantly. My hand was a dripping mess so I wiped it on the top sheet on my bed before lacing my hand in hers. I made a mental note to take that sheet off the bed before we went to sleep and lay down next to Bella, holding both of her hands in mine at the center of my chest as we both laid on our sides facing each other. It was official now; she couldn't have any more of my heart if she reached inside my chest and took it out. I was hers, completely.

We laid there for a few minutes just letting our breathing and pulses return to normal. Once we came down from our cum-high, we both looked at our hands interlaced and sticky with the remnants of each other's pleasure. We both chuckled and looked at the bathroom door. We released each other's hands reluctantly and fixed our clothing before getting up and heading for the bathroom. We washed our hands together and I just had to lean over and kiss her head a couple times. I felt like I wanted push her inside me so I'd never be without her. She just smiled at me and looked like she'd willingly crawl inside if it were possible. I reached over to the drawer in front of her and grabbed my toothbrush. I smiled and reached in again and pulled out a brand new one for her. It wasn't pink, thought that would be too obvious, it was baby blue, like the sky in my dream when she was lying next to me. She got the biggest fucking grin on her face. I loved it, fucking adorable. We brushed our teeth and I got the hint when Bella just stood there looking at her feet when we were done. I excused myself to get the bed ready and closed the door behind me. I heard her completing her nightly routine as I stripped the top sheet off the bed and arranged the blankets so we could slip easily into them. I was busying myself around the room; unsure if I should be in the bed when she came out or if that would be too much pressure. I was pretty sure she didn't mind staying with me now but I didn't want to assume. I was straightening the books on my shelf for the third time when Bella timidly came out of the bathroom. She was sparkly clean her freshly washed hair was in a ponytail. It was still hard to look at her without wanting to shed those sexy fucking pajamas but I kept it under control. I went over and hugged her. Not a 'crush your body against me' hug but an 'I fucking love you madly' hug. It was everything I wanted to say but was too afraid to do it. I really hoped she understood the message. She hugged back. I escorted her over to the bed and lifted the blankets up for her. She got in and smiled, snuggling up and I could see that she was anticipating me getting in with her. I went over to my side of the bed and crawled in, pulling her close to me. We laid there together just breathing each other in, cuddled up in my bed, with no fears of discovery and nothing holding us back.

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I woke up with hair in my mouth. Not that I minded after I realized it was Bella's, but it's still a rather uncomfortable feeling. I gently pulled her hair away from my face, and looked over at her peaceful form. Last night had been fucking amazing. Perfect, and sweet, and loving and fucking hot as hell. And that had only been fooling around. I couldn't even begin to imagine what the sex would be like.

I wanted to give her a special wake up call, but I didn't know how she'd feel about being relentlessly fondled without her permission. Do girls like screaming orgasms first thing in the morning? Maybe some soft thrust of my ever-present hard on? No, I settled for pulling her into my arms and giving her soft kisses.

"Bella…love, wake up." I whispered in her ear. She nestled her face into the crook of my neck, hiding from me.

"Morning." She said sheepishly. I tried to adjust myself so I could see her face, but she wouldn't let me.

"What's wrong?" Shit…"You…you don't regret last night…do you?" Oh fuck, please don't let it be that. I don't think I could handle being rejected after last night. She shook her head no, but still wouldn't let me see her face. "Please, tell me…you're killing me."

"I'm…embarrassed." She admitted. What the fuck?

"You weren't embarrassed last night." I said in a low voice, my eyebrows raised. She groaned and buried her face deeper into my neck. "Didn't you and Jacob…you know…fool around?" Please just don't give any details.

"Yes…but not like…that. We…didn't really know what we were doing." Would it be inappropriate if I smiled ear to fucking ear like the goddamn Joker at that? "I'm embarrassed…because I…want to do it again."

"Oh! Well then…all you have to do is ask."

"Please?" Her shy smile was so goddamn cute. I leaned over and kissed her. This time was somehow better, her moans sounded sweeter, she wasn't as nervous, and she seemed to get over her embarrassment real fucking quick. I had her calling my name in no time, needing to hear it, that alone made me want to cum.

"God damn, Bella…fuck." I growled as I came in her hand. I was getting her close to her second when someone pounded on the door.

"Can you guys keep it down? I can fucking hear you down the hall. You're screwing up my flow! Goddamn horny teenagers!" Em yelled through the door.

"Shut the fuck up Em! You wish you could have my flow!" I yelled back. Bella was as red as a fucking fire truck.

"Oh god…he heard us?" she buried her head into my neck, clearly trying to fucking disappear.

"Shit no, trust me, these walls are thick. If you could hear through them, you'd have been up all night listening to Rose's fucking wailing." Not wanting to tell her that Em had probably been standing by the door, trying to catch us. He thought shit like that was hilarious.

The mood was fucking killed, and Bella got up to do her morning routine. While Bella was in the bathroom there was another knock at the door, but this time it was just Alice, and she was holding a small pile of clothes.

"These are for Bells. Did you she like the pj's?" I nodded. "Did you like the pj's?" There was an evil grin forming on her face. I was going to fucking kick Jazz's ass. "She doesn't have to wear them, but just in case she wants them." I took the clothes and told her we'd be down eventually. I didn't know when Bella had to be home, and I didn't want to waste a second of time with her. I set the clothes on my bed and waited. Bella didn't keep me waiting long, and after a quick kiss, I went to do my thing.

"Are these from Alice?" She called.

"Yeah…but you don't have to wear them." I wouldn't mind if you spent the day completely naked. I finished up and came out to find Bella in jeans and my favorite Ramones t-shirt. It was old and worn, with holes along the neck and under the arms. How is it she looks fucking sexier and sexier every day? It was a wonderful feeling seeing her wear my clothes, it screamed, I'm yours.

"Alice needs to stop buying me clothes. It makes me…uncomfortable."

"Don't worry, Alice has always wish she had a little sister to dress up. And she can't exactly do that to Rose. I'll look for the receipt and return them. Ok?" I walked towards her and put my arm around her waist. "Can I tell you how good you look in my shirt?" she giggled a little and picked up a shirt off my bed.

"Will you wear this one today?" I was a little disappointed that there was going to be clothes involved in today's activities, but her wish was my command. I took the shirt from her; it was a black Staind shirt. "You were wearing it the day we met."

"But…I was a complete dick to you." I still felt shitty about that. I shook my head against the memory of telling her she would be better off with Newton's retarded ass.

"Yes…but you were still cute." I went into my closet to get a pair of jeans and just decided to get dressed while I was in there. When I came out, Bella was sitting on my bed, staring at the mess glued to my ceiling. "How did I not notice that?"

"Well, love. You were pretty preoccupied last night." I teased. She blushed, and I jumped her, pining her down with one arm and tickling her with the other. I let her go after a little begging and rolled us over so she was on top of me. "So…what do you want to do today?"

"I want to cook breakfast...for everyone."

"Wait…everyone? Bella…you are a fantastic fucking cook…but are you sure you're ready to cook for Emmett?"

"I think I'm up for the challenge. Plus…you are going to be my assistant."

"Um…yeah. I don't think that's a good idea. I can fuck up Ramen noodles."

"How the hell…" She trailed off. "No matter, I'll be your teacher."

"Mmmm…I like the sound of that."I grabbed her hips a little tighter. Bella rolled her eyes, climbed off and grabbed my hand, dragging me downstairs to the kitchen. I'd never seen her…silly before. I was fucking loving it.

Bella was completely at home in my kitchen, she knew where everything was, almost by instinct. She instructed me like a drill sergeant; and it was kind fucking hot. She made bacon, eggs, and strawberry waffles. The others wandered into the kitchen, confused on why there would be cooking when Esme wasn't home. They were even more confused when they saw me in an apron, helping Bella.

Bella and I set all the food on the table while everyone else sat down. I dove right into the food, knowing just how fucking good it really was. They followed my lead and chowed down Bella's cooking.

"Holy shit, Jelly Belly. This is effing awesome! Can you move in, will you marry me? Rose can't cook worth a shit. She can't even get water to boil." Rose gave him her famous look of death.

"Yeah…guess I won't need to put the apron on tonight then ."

"Aw baby…come on…it was just a joke." The rest of breakfast was a mixture of Em apologizing to Rose and begging Bella to move in and forever cook for him.

"Maybe someday, Emmett." Bella said with a smile. Afterwards, Alice and Jazz offered to clean up and Bella and I went to the music room to get another lesson in. It went slightly better this time, only I kept getting distracted by dirty thoughts. She didn't make the situation any better by sitting on my lap like she did in the music store. I was hard as fuck before long, and the lesson ended when I started biting her neck, and slipping my hand in her pants again.

"Edward…again?" She asked as she leaned back against my shoulder, her eyelids fluttering as I rubbed her.

"I can't help it. I like hearing you get off." I Like a lot…a fuckload. There wasn't a bigger turn on in the world. Her sweet innocent looks mixed with those fucking moans she let out. I absently wondered if Jacob had gone longer than a day without giving her an orgasm, and if he did...how could he fucking stand it? She was too quiet this time when I eased my finger in; probably remembering earlier when Em interrupted us. "Soundproof room…remember, love?" that seem to put her worries to rest, and she let out a moan that the whole house would've heard if we were in my room. She reached her arms up around my neck and I went for her trigger spot as I moved my fingers in her. She started moving her hips with the rhythm of my hands, and her butt was rubbing right against my erection. It felt good despite it being through jeans. It had been six months since I'd gotten laid, lots of things felt better than they should. I buried my face in her hair, breathing in her scent. I came as soon as I heard her say my name. She seemed to pick up on the fact that I really fucking liked that. That was not something I experienced with Tanya or Jessica. It was a Bella-only thing.

"Ok…we've got to get through the rest of the day without…doing…that." She was blushing.

"Yes ma'am." We would do whatever she wanted. I picked her up and carried her to the couch; she curled up in my lap, resting her head against my chest.

"I don't want to leave, Edward."

"Then don't." Don't ever fucking leave. Stay here…with me.

"I have to go home eventually." She sounded heartbroken as she said it.

"Then…wait until Monday. Don't leave today. Rose can pull some strings. You don't say no to Mrs. Hale, I don't care who you are."

"Ok…I'll stay." I happily kissed her, overjoyed at the fact we could spent all weekend as a real couple. Not fucking hiding. I left her for a few minutes to talk to Rose. She was willing to help of course, and gave her mom some bullshit story. Ten minutes later Bella had the ok to stay at "Rose's house" until school on Monday. Bella was just as excited as me and announced she wanted to celebrate by cooking dinner for everyone. Alice drove her to the store so she could get everything she needed. We spent the rest of the day in the kitchen, me mostly just getting in her way. She made pot roast, green bean casserole, real mashed potatoes, biscuits, and fudge brownies for dessert. That night was the first time I'd ever seen Rose go for seconds. Em was so happy not to be eating cold pizza and Chinese while Esme was gone, he cleaned up the whole meal himself. There'd be no leftovers with Emmett in the fucking house. Bella was fucking glowing. After dinner, we all pitched in to clean up then settled in the family room with our brownies and ice cream.

"Now what?" Bella asked. "What do you guys normally do on a Saturday night?"

"Well, Jelly Belly. It's movie night."

"What are we watching?"

"The first rule of Fight Club is; you do not talk about Fight Club." Emmett recited.

"The second rule of Fight Club is; you do not talk about Fight Club!" Jazz joined in.

"With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels." I spouted off my favorite quote. Bella laughed, Alice and Rose rolled their eyes, having heard this little bit a thousand times already. They usually sat through this movie because of the shirtless Brad Pitt.

"I love Fight Club." Bella said. "I've read the book."

"Oh shit, I knew I loved you for a reason." It slipped out of my mouth before I could stop it. Bella's eyes widened and everyone grew really fucking quiet. There were a few moments of awkward silence before Em started the movie. I didn't know what to do. Should I just laugh it off like a joke, or should I actually fucking tell her I loved her? I was pretty damn sure that…it was love. Still confused, I just decided to let it slide, hoping Bella would too. I laced my fingers through hers and she rested her head on my shoulder. I didn't feel any tension between us, and I took that as a really good sign. After Fight Club, it was girls pick and they chose Because I Said So. When that was over we all drifted off to our rooms. I picked up a few more movies to take with us since it was still early. Bella wasn't in the mood for talking, so we cuddled up in my bed and watched two more movies before her eyelids started to droop. She wanted to wear my shirt to sleep in so she did that fucking girl trick where she pulls her bra out of her shirt, and slid her pants off. I stripped down to my boxers, and crawled under the covers with her. Seeing her in only my shirt and a pair of panties made me want to live out some of those dirty little fantasies I've had, but she was tired and not in the mood. I was perfectly content just to have her in my arms.

"Edward…do you really…love me?" Bella murmured. Shit…

"I don't know. I think…I think I might." Honesty…remember you dumb fuck? "I didn't know if I should tell you or not. It's only been a few weeks. I didn't want to scare you."

"I don't think I'm ready for…that yet." I put my finger under her chin and lifted her face towards mine.

"Bella, I will wait a million fucking years if I have to. Just as long as you want to be with me, I'm content."

"I want to be with you."

"Then that's all I need." I gave her a soft kiss and she molded herself against me, halfway asleep before she was settled. I waited until I heard her even breathing before I put my lips to her ear, "I love you Isabella Swan." I had to say it out loud, for real, and I swear to fucking God…I saw her smile.

A/N : HEHE. WE'RE DIRTY LITTLE GIRLS.

COULDN'T RESIST THE FIGHT CLUB REFERENCE...CUZ I'M READING THE BOOK AGAIN.

OK..NOW YOU KNOW WHY CHARLIE HATES EDWARD...AND WE'LL GET A LITTLE MORE INTO IT LATER. AND BELLS LIKES HER SOME MAGIC FINGERS

REVIEWS WILL MAKE EDWARD (OR THE CHARACTER OF YOUR CHOICE) COME OVER AND SHOW YOU JUST HOW THE MAGIC FINGERS WORK....HEHE

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