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So only one person guessed the question right, because he's some sort of psychic. I had a little paragraph written here about how no one would get it, but leave it up to him to guess it. Congratulations, DignityIsAMyth, and every one of you should berate yourselves for being such perverts ; )

Reviewer(s) of the chapter-

CC- when she said that, she was referring to Edward being her inspiration, not speaking to him. Sorry for the confusion!

Prettycool410- damn straight! She'd never have sex again if Charlie was all she had ; )

DignityIsAMyth- For being the only person to guess the question right x ) even though you guys don't know what it is this chapter.

Ilovecherrypie- I noticed how eagerly you offered up that hobby ; ) I'm thinking we have a Carlisle lover on our hands here… ; )

VOTE FOR PEDRO-

Last on Matchmakers-

He walked into my room first, but when I saw my open computer with my word document open, I shoved him into my wall and out of the way, running towards my bed and closing my laptop, sitting on top of it.

He looked at me incredulously as he pushed himself off of the wall.

"What the hell?" he asked me.

I shrugged, "Uh… I really like my privacy?" he quirked an eyebrow, and I was quick to change the subject, "Anyways, I think that went well."

He nodded, cautiously walking towards the bed and sitting next to me and swept some of my hair behind my ear.

"Baby, I want to talk to you about something."

Currently on Matchmakers-

"What is it?" she asked, leaning against the headboard of her bed, looking a little tentative to hear my answer.

Now was the time that I hit a crossroads. I had a couple of options here.

On the one hand, I could lock her door and have sex with her, ignoring the fact that our parents were downstairs. Well… it didn't really matter that my dad was here, because I knew he wouldn't care what I did, as long as I had a healthy sex life. But Bella's dad was downstairs, and that might be a bit of an issue for us, especially since he told us how he was going to be checking up on us.

And on the other hand, I could do what I was determined to do. I could talk to her about Matt and OveractiveSexDriveChick- our alter egos.

To be honest, I knew that option one wasn't exactly an option but come on, I felt like I had a permanent erection for a week and that shit's painful. So option two it is.

Now, how to open with it. I thought over possibilities.

So, did you know I read your word porn?

No… not subtle enough.

I know that you are OveractiveSexDriveChick. I'm also Matt.

Again, not subtle enough to-

Bella cut me off, "Spit it out already?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Let me think!" I said, and she raised her hands in defense.

"Okay…"

But I think she was right. Maybe it was best just to spit it out… to get it over with.

"So, did you know- wait, uh… never mind!" you're so stupid! Going with the first one?

Let's try again.

"Listen," okay, good start. Why was I so nervous? I'm Edward Cullen. I never get nervous.

Just say it.

"I wanted to talk to you about-"

"How are we doing, kids?" Charlie said before he opened the door, looking almost disappointed that we weren't in a compromising position.

I guess I'm glad I didn't go with option one.

"Oh…" he said, even sounding disappointed. He wanted to bust us. Not that it would really matter though.

"I'll be right downstairs," he said, as if in a warning.

But that got me thinking. Maybe I shouldn't tell her. You know… I didn't exactly want to face the wrath of Bella Swan after she found out that I came to her for relationship advice about her and read her work without telling her. Not that it was a criminal offence, but she might get embarrassed or something. And it seemed like she thought of Matt as a pretty good friend, and hearing that he was lying to her might not be what she wants to hear.

"What did you want to tell me?" she asked.

I shrugged, "Just that I think tonight went well."

She rolled her eyes, "You had that much trouble saying that?"

I tried to play it off, "I was lost in your eyes."

She tried not to smile, "You're also lost in stupidity if you think that I'm going to fall for that."

I shrugged, "No, but you might fall for this," I leaned in slowly to kiss her. Her eyes were locked on my lips, and I sighed when our lips touched, both of us releasing all of the pent up frustration.

"Shit," she said when I kissed down her neck, "How long has it been, a month?"

I grinned, kissing back up to her lips, "More like a week, but-"

I heard the door open, and I flew back from Bella, hoping that Charlie didn't see us.

Luckily, I didn't have to worry about that.

"Oh, I'm sorry to interrupt. If you guys want to finish, I can go stall Charlie and we can leave later."

I coughed in discomfort, "No, dad, it's fine, we can go."

His face fell, "Are you sure, because-"

"Positive," I said, getting off of Bella's bed.

"But-"

"Dad! I'll see her later, it's fine, don't worry."

He looked like a kicked puppy when we left, saying goodbye to Charlie and Bella.

"We can still head back if you want to," he said when we were a good five minutes to our house.

"We wouldn't have been able to do anything anyways. If it makes you feel any better, I can go over to her house after school tomorrow, okay?"

He nodded, looking a little bit happier.

EBEB

I pulled up to Emmett's house and opened the door- they never locked their door. I walked up to Emmett's room and knocked on the door.

"Who might it be who dares to enter my fortress!" came his booming voice. I rolled my eyes and walked in.

"Edward!" he said, putting down the controller to his video game, "my man! How are you doing on this fine day! Oh, guess who I am!" he said, reaching behind his bed… and pulling out that damned crocodile.

He used a high pitched voice, "Oh! I'm having so many problems! 'Bella Gator' please talk to me!"

I grumbled, "Shut up. I need to talk to you," I said, sitting down next to him.

He waggled his eyebrows, "About what?"

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose, "I'm being serious."

He kept a straight face, "So am I."

I glared at him, "I'll go and talk to Jasper."

He grabbed my arm when I started to get up.

"Come on, man, I'm just playing. What do you need?" he asked.

I pursed my lips, "I'm not sure about how to tell… someone something. I want to let them know that I know something really important about them, but I'm afraid they'll get mad."

He nodded, "Translation- you know something about Bella's sex life and you don't know if telling her is the right thing or not."

Close…

"Um… close, I guess."

"Don't tell her. I know that most of the time I'm a pretty idiotic person, but these are pearls of wisdom I'm giving to you, good sir. Don't do anything. What a girl has done in the past doesn't affect you, so leave it alone. If it's something that's still happening… then only confront her about it if it's hurting your relationship. That's my philosophy…" it took him only seconds to regain his goofy exterior, "and it's worry free! It means no worries, for the rest of your days!" he belted out.

I stood up, eager to get out, but thankful for his surprisingly helpful advice, "Those aren't even the lyrics…" I muttered to myself on the way out.

BPOV

"Uh oh… trouble in paradise?" Alice asked me after school the next day and I shrugged. Rosalie and Alice shared a look before turning back to me.

"No, actually everything is going fine. I was just thinking about how weird Edward was acting yesterday-"

Rose cut me off with a gasp, "Maybe he's cheating on you! Or trying to tell you that he's gay and is going off with some guy named Chuck… or maybe he got his balls cut off in a freak accident downtown…"

Alice blinked at her, and I looked at her with concern, "I promise you that he isn't cheating on me, and he isn't gay. Chuck? Where did you even get that name, and I worry about you spending too much time with Emmett."

She blinked, "Whoa… you're right. Emmett's starting to actually make sense to me now. Weird. And I don't know, that's the name of the gay lover in Legally Blonde. Don't change the subject, missy! Tell us what happened?"

"Well, it isn't like it was a huge deal. He was just starting to act a little weird when we were alone…"

Alice narrowed her eyes, "Was he trying to pressure you?"

Rose rolled her eyes, "Bitch, please. She was probably trying to pressure him."

Alice nodded, "You're probably right."

"Anyways! We were alone, and he said he had to tell me something, and made it out to be this huge deal when he didn't even tell me what it was. Not a big deal, just… weird, right?"

Rose thought it over, "Yeah, that is a bit odd, but guys are really weird sometimes, you just have to ignore them," she waved her hand in the air, "take it from someone who's dating Emmett… what you consider weird is what I consider a rarity of normal behavior."

She was right. Compared to Emmett, Edward's behavior was completely normal.

I checked my watch, 5 o' clock… I had to start making dinner for Charlie and the kids.

"I have to make dinner, guys, you want to stay?" I asked.

They shook their heads, "Nope. I'm hanging out with Emmett and we're going to go see a movie-"

Alice cut in, "But they won't be watching it…" Rose glared and Alice smiled, "And I can't stay, I'm spending time with my cousin."

Ew… I still couldn't believe that Alice was related to someone who had witnessed Edward and me getting hot and heavy in a dressing room.

Once they left, I went downstairs to make whatever I felt like making, which was soup. I knew that there was no way I could get either Beverly or Nathaniel to eat it, so I made some mac' and cheese for them. I hated minestrone soup, but it was Charlie's favorite, and I was trying to get back on his good side, remember?

"Auntie Bella, make Nathaniel stop screaming in my ear!" Beverly called, sounding sleepy.

I sighed, "Nate, what's wrong?"

I watched as he came rushing downstairs with a cocky smile on his face- one that reminded me of Edward's. Uh-oh, that smile never led to anything good… for a seven year old, that is.

"Nothing's wrong! Guess what, guess what?" he came running towards me and I lifted him up, sitting him on my knee.

"I don't know, what is it?"

He grinned at me again, "Nicole said she liked me, and now she's my girlfriend!"

"See? I told you she'd come around!"

He nodded, "Is it okay if I go over to her house for a while? Her mom offered to pick me up," he looked at me with pleading eyes.

I sighed, "Okay, but be back before 8, okay?"

He pouted, "8:30?"

"Only if there will be parental supervision."

He rolled his eyes and got off of my lap when someone knocked on the door, "Sure, why not."

I pursed my lips when he opened the door and a woman and a little girl I could only assume to be Nicole smiled at me.

"Hi, I'm Bella," I offered my hand to Nicole's mom when Nicole dragged Nate out to the car.

"Laurie," she said in return, shaking my hand, "Crazy how little they are and they're already getting into this kind of stuff, you know?"

I nodded, smiling slightly, "I'm surprised too. At least it's innocent. You're going to be supervising them, right?"

She nodded, "Of course. So are you Nathaniel's sister?"

I shook my head, "Cousin, but-"

The car horn honked and we both jumped, "Looks like I'm being called," Laurie said with a kind smile, "We'll talk later, goodbye, Bella."

I waved to her as she left, and watched them as she drove out.

I looked at the clock… thirty minutes past 5. Charlie was usually home around 5:15. I decided to call him and check in.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Um… hey, dad. Are you coming home today?"

"Oh," he sounded surprised, "I'm sorry, I uh… didn't remember to call you. They wanted me to work a double again today."

I nodded, even though he couldn't see, "Okay… there's some minestrone in the fridge when you come back."

"Great… well, I'll see you later, I guess."

And I hung up. Conversations with Charlie were never very interesting. I dished up some of the soup and put it in the fridge for Charlie, and called Beverly downstairs so that we could eat.

"I'm not hungry," she called back, again sounding tired.

Great. So it's down from four to one.

Are you doing anything?

I texted Edward. Well… there wasn't any reason for me to eat alone. And it wasn't like we were going to do anything.

But… learning from past experiences, I didn't have the best track record with using my self control.

No, why? Are you horny?

I blushed, automatically looking around to see if anyone was looking over my shoulder, which of course, they weren't.

Well, that was blunt… actually, I wanted to know if you'd have dinner with me. My family ditched me.

I put the soup away, knowing that no one who was eating here tonight was going to want it.

That wasn't a no ; ) I'll be right over, baby.

I smiled slightly and put my phone away. What was it about Edward that could make any question, such as 'are you doing anything?' sound so dirty?

Oh, shut up. You know you didn't invite him over to eat dinner with him.

Okay, maybe that's a little bit true. But we hadn't had sex in over a week.

So you went 17 years without having sex, and now one week is too much?

I ignored my inner voice and waited for Edward. Beverly was sleeping… maybe Edward and I could just sneak up to my room for a while. When I heard a knock on the door, I actually dropped the mac' and cheese I was planning on eating, and it splattered on the floor.

"Shit…"

I pursed my lips, kicking it to the side and walking towards the door.

"Hey," I breathed when I saw Edward. He gave me one of his crooked grins that made it difficult to speak, "Um… I accidentally just dropped our food on the floor."

I bit my lip and he stepped in, closing the door and pulling me towards him, his hands on my hips.

"It's okay," he said, leaning down and claiming my lips with his, "The only thing I was planning on eating was you anyways," he added in a deep voice, hitching my leg over his hip.

I gasped, looking upstairs towards Beverly's room, "Edward, we can't do this right now… Bev's right upstairs… and… um…" my voice trailed off when Edward started kissing my neck. God, I missed this.

"Mm, she's sleeping, isn't she? Come on, babe, you know it's been too long," he swept some hair out of my face, "your mind may be telling me one thing, but I know that your body's telling me something completely different."

I blushed, realizing he was right. I wasn't exactly pushing him away.

"Okay," I said, pulling him down by his hair and attacking his lips with my own, "Touch me," I breathed.

He grinned against my lips, "That's more like it," he growled, quickly grabbing my other leg and wrapping it around him. I shivered when I felt him rub against me when he started walking us towards my bedroom.

"I know," he said when he saw the longing on my face. When we finally got to my bed, he laid me down and started eye fucking me.

"It's been too long…" he repeated. When his eyes met mine again, the intensity in them made me shudder, aching everywhere for his touch.

He threw one of his legs over me, straddling me while he leaned down to kiss me again. He pulled away, and I twisted my hips in his direction, a silent plea in my eyes.

He smirked, placing his hands on my hips and slowly raising my shirt up. He parted his lips and without raising his head, trailed his eyes up to mine and raised my shirt over my head.

I struggled not to pull him down closer to me when he unclasped my bra, looking at my chest with hungry eyes. When he finally began to touch me with his expert hands, I moaned.

"Is… it so pathetic that I missed this so fucking much, and it hasn't been more than… a week?" I moaned again, laying one of my hands on top of his, unable to keep my hands idle.

He leaned down to kiss my neck and I was glad that I was lying down, or I surely would've fallen flat on my face. My unoccupied hand wove through his hair and I gasped when he gave my neck a harsh bite that was a surprising turn on for me.

"No," he answered my question with that one, simple, unexplained answer.

I didn't even know what I said in response after that, all I knew was that I was rapidly tearing Edward's clothes off his body, eager to feel what I'd been neglected for the past week or so.

Usually, Edward liked to tease me by making me wait, but his erection looked nearly painful, and I could tell he wanted this almost as much as I did.

"Edward… I-"

"I know," he repeated. The fire in his eyes made me numb. I reached down to take him in my hand, pumping him exactly the way I knew he liked it. He groaned and leaned down to take my nipple in his mouth, unfairly teasing me the way I was teasing him.

I gasped and, with my unoccupied hand, massaged his scalp while he released some of his frustration out on my chest.

I started whimpering, and Edward wasn't in a much better state, "Please… Edward, I need you inside of me."

I guess it was the way I said it, because he rose from my chest and batted my hand away from his member. I bit my lip in preparation for what he was about to do- what I had wanted for over a week. I fidgeted eagerly and he positioned himself at my entrance. He took a shaky breath before he pushed himself inside of me, fast enough to ease some of the painful need in my body, but slow enough so that we could take the time to familiarize our bodies again.

I arched my back at the reminder of how fucking amazing he felt when he slid out, only to slam back in, faster this time. I felt it all over my body, my fingertips were screaming at me to do something, my toes curling.

"Edward," I yelled at the top of my lungs, reaching one of my hands up to hold onto my headboard, and using the other to hold onto Edward's back, most likely scratching him.

He reacted at the sound of my needy scream, and kissed me in a way that shouldn't be legal- it was a promise for all of the sinfully dirty things he wanted to do to me.

I felt myself beginning to reach my climax with the combination of his thrusts and his mouth. This wasn't lost on him either because he brought his hand down to rub his palm against my clit, kissing and pounding into me with an intensity that I couldn't handle.

"Fuck…" I said breathily as I lay limp on the bed, paralyzed by one of the most powerful orgasms of my life.

But in my bliss, I'd forgotten completely about Edward, who was still getting to his orgasm. That made me feel guilty, because of what he just did for me.

I reached down t fondle his balls and kiss him in the dirty way he did to me. His thrusts became erratic, and unbelievably, my stomach starting coiling. I felt myself ready to cum again. But he found his release, collapsing on top of me. His weight didn't bother me, actually, it was kind of comforting.

He noticed how tense I was though, from not cumming that second time, and peeked his head up.

"You didn't cum?" he asked, puzzled because he saw me the first time.

"No, I did," I blushed in embarrassment, "But…" I said and he understood, an evil smile creeping onto his face. He reached his hand down in between us and I blushed even harder.

"You don't-"

He rolled his eyes and kissed me again, beginning to finger me.

"Shut up, Isabella, if I didn't want to touch you, I wouldn't."

I cupped his face again, pulling him down to kiss me again, but he pulled away, shimmying down my body.

My breaths came in pants as I looked down at him through hazy eyes. My head rolled back when he began to nip and tug at my pussy lips with his teeth, still pumping two fingers into me. He reached one of his hands up to cup my breast, and with all of the desired friction, it didn't take a long time for him to get me to climax… again.

"Shit, Edward…" I moaned out, hanging limply on the bed. He crawled up next to me again, laying in a cocky way as he looked down at me.

"Enjoy yourself?" he asked, a playful smirk on his lips.

I tucked myself into his chest.

"I think…" I tried to gather myself, "that was the best sex we've ever had."

He planted a kiss on my head, "I think you're right. Maybe we shouldn't have sex for one week again," he smirked, knowing I was going to protest the idea.

I pulled him closer, "No. A week might be a normal interval for some people, but I demand at least… once or twice a day," I said, kissing down his chest.

He laughed heartily and drew random patterns on my back with his finger, "Whatever you say, baby."

It wasn't even five minutes later when I felt Edward's cock pressing against my thigh again. I grinned, "And speaking of once or twice a day…" I trailed off.

There was a sound low in his chest and he flipped me over, and there was an unspoken agreement that we both needed another round.

Or two.

Maybe three.

BEBE

By the end of the day, I was tired as hell. It was already late, but when you factored in all of the sex we had tonight, I could barely walk. I vaguely registered Nathaniel coming home at 9 o' clock.

Edward rolled over after our cat nap and stretched out his arms and legs, wrapping me up in them.

I snuggled into his side, and smiled at how special and real this entire thing was.

When I met Edward, he was the biggest player in the world. He'd agree to fuck almost any girl, and of course that made me jealous, but with all of the experience he has with working a woman's body, who am I to complain? And now… I don't know how in the world it happened, but he was all mine, he even stayed after having sex, unlike the first few times we had sex.

"I love you," I murmured spontaneously, sighing against his chest.

He yawned, and pulled me tighter against him, "I love you too," he said sleepily.

Yes, we had to take a late night nap. I wasn't functional enough to stay awake, and Edward needed some rest too. A seventeen year old's stamina was barely enough for everything we did tonight.

He ran his fingers through my hair and we laid there in peace. I never wanted this moment to end.

As if on some comical cue, it ended.

"Auntie Bella, do we have any more dinner left?" she said, energetic enough to be bouncing off the walls.

I knew I shouldn't have let her nap earlier. Here it is, eleven o' clock at night and she was hyper.

"Yes, just a second," I said.

Unfortunately, she had a follow up question.

"Why are you and Eddie naked in the bed?"

Luckily, we were covered by sheets, but I still didn't have a ready explanation for her.

She smiled, "Are you guys having sex?"

We looked like dears caught in headlights.

This was a cunning four year old I had on my hands.

"I won't tell Charlie, don't worry," she still had a secretive smile, "as long as we go to Wendy's."

She was trying to hold this over my head, I gaped while Edward actually tried to be useful, "Princess, it's a little late to go out to eat."

She held up her finger and ran away to her room, "What are we going to do?" I hissed at Edward. So much for drowning in post coital bliss.

He looked like he was at a loss and I groaned.

"Eddie, Auntie Bella…" she said. We both looked over towards her and I gasped when I saw a Polaroid children's camera in her hand. She snapped a shot, and I watched with horror as the picture slid out, Beverly shaking it in the air, raising her eyebrows, daring us to challenge her.

"If I were you, I'd be getting your car keys," she smiled too sweetly and exited the room. I blinked at the door in disbelief.

"We're being blackmailed by a four year old."

Reluctantly, I got my clothes on, a little wobbly because of how unstable I still was. The one time I fell, Edward caught me with a smile.

Our little moment was interrupted by Beverly.

"You guys coming? I can hear my stomach rumbling…"

Usually, I'd reprimand her for having an acerbic tone, but not when she had that picture. And she fucking knew I couldn't do anything about it.

Edward and I went downstairs and I grabbed my keys and my wallet, and Edward looked at it with distaste, as if he abhorred the idea of me paying for Beverly's late night snack. She hopped in the car, the wretched Polaroid picture in her conniving little hands.

She smiled at me when she caught me looking at it and then stared out the window. I gritted my teeth and parked in the Wendy's parking lot.

We went inside and Beverly ordered for herself, "I want a regular frosty," she turned to me with a smile because she knew she wasn't allowed to get those, "and a large fry," she said.

I gritted my teeth again and paid for her order, knowing that she wasn't even going to make a dent in all of that food.

We sat down, and Edward did me a favor by eating most of her French fries. I couldn't eat a thing, but he looked to be really hungry after what we did tonight.

After she finished, she decided to taunt us a little bit more, "Hey Auntie Bella?"

"Yes?" I said, when we got back into the car.

"You know that pink bedspread that you said I couldn't have because I'd grow it out? I want it," and I know what she was saying.

Get me the bedspread or I'll show Charlie the picture and you'll get in trouble.

I was forced to say yes and Beverly was nice enough to let me alone when we got home. Even when she was hyper and she was blackmailing me, she knew how far she could push it.

I slouched into Edward, "I'm so tired."

He kissed my head and picked me up, carrying me to my room, and left.

I found that I couldn't sleep without Edward right next to me, and I kept thinking about how he just blew off what he wanted to say. Sure, maybe it didn't matter, but what if he was trying to tell me something genuinely important?

That's what was keeping me up. Was he trying to tell me something stupid, or something that I needed to know?

Shut up and relax. Fuck, you'd think that after sex, you'd be blissed out, but all you're doing is worrying about something that happened two days ago?

I frowned, my inner voice was right. It was probably nothing, right? And I deserve to be blissed out after tonight.

I decided that writing would calm me down some, so I opened my laptop and let the words come to me.

EPOV

"Edward, where were you! We were worried sick, and you come home at midnight without a note or explanation?" my mom asked.

I wasn't exactly the type of person to leave the house without telling them where I was going, so my absence worried them. In hindsight, I probably should've told them where I was going.

My dad even looked put out, "Were you… playing Frisbee?" he asked, using our code word for sex.

"Yeah. I'm sorry I didn't tell you guys, it's just that you were gone, and Bella wanted me to come over to play Frisbee, so I forgot to leave a note. It won't happen again."

"What is it with you guys and playing Frisbee? You can't play Frisbee in Washington at night. You'd freeze to death. What's really going on?"

I shrugged, "Being cold is part of the fun. Anyways, I'm sorry, and goodnight."

My mom narrowed her eyes at me, but her need for sleep was escalating, so she went off to bed, leaving me to my dad.

He was about to leave when I asked to talk with him.

"Hey dad? I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Sure," he said, sitting down at the table next to me.

"I have something I'd like to talk to Bella about, but I don't know how to bring it up."

"What do you want to say to her?" he asked.

I fidgeted and he calmed me, "You know you can confide in me about anything, Edward."

Actually, he'd probably be one of the only people who understood my current situation.

I didn't look him in the eyes when I said it, "Well, everything is going great between Bella and me, thanks to you," he smiled, "but the thing is, she… writes online, and I've been reading her stuff for a while, and she doesn't know I have been. I've been talking to her online without her knowing it was me, and asking her relationship advice about herself. I'm afraid that if I tell her, she'll freak out and think I invaded her privacy by lying to her about who I was and pretending I was someone else…"

He thought this over, "Well… is it just up there on the internet for anyone to see?"

"Yes, but she never meant for me to read it. I don't think that's the part she'd mind though… I think she'd be bothered by the fact that I lied to her about who I was and got information out of her that she wouldn't have given me if she knew it was really me."

He nodded, "Well, I don't see why you have to tell her. It doesn't seem like it's crucial to your relationship, and every relationship has secrets. My motto is that you should only tell the other person something if the relationship depends on it."

That's what Emmett said, but I still had a feeling of unease.

Come back over? I'm having trouble sleeping… and Charlie won't be home until late tomorrow.

I smirked and looked at my dad, "I'm going to take off."

His eyebrows came together, "It's really late, I don't think you should be going out…"

I smiled when I grabbed my keys, "I'm going over to Bella's."

"Oh," he said when I opened the door to leave, "Have fun!"

I rolled my eyes at my dad when I drove off. I think his worst fear might be for me to be celibate. He'd have a heart attack.

I hurried over to Bella's house and saw her waiting by the front door in the window. That's one of the things I loved about her, she wasn't one of those girls who tried to seem cooler by keeping you waiting.

She opened the door and smiled when she saw me and we were quick to embrace each other like we hadn't seen each other in years, not a half hour.

She licked her lips and I followed her inside.

"I'm going to go check on Beverly and Nathaniel, why don't you go up to my room and make yourself comfortable," she said against my lips. I hummed in response and watched her go upstairs to the kids' room while I walked into hers. I took off my jacket and slung it across her chair and took off my shoes, discarding all of my clothes except for my boxers.

I sat on the bed, waiting for her to come back when I saw that her laptop was open on her pillow. I took it in my hands to close it when I noticed that a word document was open. I bit my lip and looked towards the door, considering how much time I had to read what she wrote, but decided against it. She'd already been gone for a while.

And as luck would have it, just as I was about to close it, she walked in with it open and still in my hands.

I hope you liked this chapter! I had a lot of requests for a lemony reunion and I hope this met your expectations XD as for the next chapter, I'm going to be in New York for a week, so it might be a week and a half before the next chapter will come out.

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