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So you and Jake?" Mike asked from the drivers seat.

"Me and Jake what?" I said.

"What's the story? Together? Not together? It's hard to tell you know."

"Since when did you become a gumshoe?" I laughed.

"Just wondering. I'm just a driver but I notice a lot of things that happen in the mansion and out the mansion. People say some interesting things when they think you aren't listenin'" he said.

"We're pals. That's all. Jake...is like a brother to me."

"Ohh. Well that's a lot different then what he says." he said thoughtfully. I just shook my head. I wouldn't get into all the details with Mike.

"Since we're asking questions, how are you and Jessica?" I asked slyly

"Happy. It's easier y'know? Angie has so much attitude it's tiring. And, well, you know the other reason"

"Yeah" I said softly.

"As much as we wanted to make believe it wasn't a issue, it always was. It was all she ever talked about. I think it's all that most of you brownie dolls talk about." He sighed.

"That's because it is a issue for us Mike. Wish it wasn't, but who wants to go out and sit in a separate section? Or go in a place and get watched like you have three eyes or somethin'. It's hard...maybe if everyone else didn't make it a big issue, we wouldn't" I said.

"Well in the dark everyone's the same." he joked. I shook my head and giggled.

We stopped in front of Jasper's home. It was actually down a side block from Central Park. The street was busy with the rich on their way to do whatever it is they did when they left their homes. Ladies with small wool hats and long colorful coats walked to waiting cars. Men with their hats low, walked fast toward the subway. This was sure a fancy neighborhood.

There was no need for Mike to get my bag for me; I was able to hold it myself. But he did. He wanted to pretend like I was an actual guest in the car so he carried it out the car and to the door of Jasper's home. A few people glanced at me to see who I was.

"Why not?" He smirked. I could only smile back. I didn't feel so out of place. I looked at the red door of the home. Only a dandy would have such a bright red door. I liked the way it looked though against the dark grey of the bricks.

He rang the doorbell and we waited for a while. I looked up at him and he looked down at me. Mike was the same height as Edward, about the same build. Angie and I always loved tall glasses of water.

He rang the doorbell again. This time the door opened and it was Edward. His tired expression turned to a happy one when he saw me.

"Bella?" He said as his red lips turned into his crooked smile.

"Hello" I said as my heart got excited to see him.

"Good morning sir" Mike said as he made his way inside with my bag and I just stood outside. I wanted to throw my arms around Edward and hug him tight and kiss him. He looked so handsome!

His bronzy color hair was shiny and messy. I could tell he'd just washed it. And his eyes, they were so bright as he looked at me. He cheeks flushed the way they always did.

"Come in" he whispered. He held his hand out and motioned for me to come. I came inside and Mike rushed out. He watched us thoughtfully and nodded, and then he was gone. He closed the door and it was just Edward and I.

We looked at each other silently...his eyes held mine intensely. "Take your coat off," he whispered.

I did as I was told. I unbuttoned my coat and took it off. He took it from me and placed it on a very fancy looking coat rack.

"Where should I start? Have you had breakfast yet?" I asked shyly. It was harder to breathe, and I started to feel hot. My heart started to pitter-patter as I waited for him to touch me.

"No I haven't. I'm almost ashamed at how very hungry I am." He said his voice was it's usual raspy tone.

"Well that's why I'm here. Mistress Esme wants me to take care of you." I smiled.

"Take care of me?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Well I'm pretty self sufficient with most things, but the kitchen isn't one of them." Edward stared at me. Then suddenly his face started to blush again "I've missed you terribly Bella. I need you in more ways than one"

"What ways do you need me?" I whispered.

"In ways that I can't properly express in words, but in other ways. In actions." His eyes watched me quietly.

"I think I need you in those ways too..." I said.

"I'm not sure you understand how happy I am that you're here with me." He finally wrapped me in his arms and brought me close to him.

I closed my eyes rubbed my face against his soft sweater. It was the one from his college with the name stitched in the front. Edward rubbed his hands along my back, bringing my soft body against his hardness. He wasn't wearing cologne but he did smell very clean and soapy.

"I tried to attempt to be calm…to not let my desire take hold of me, but the moment I saw you, it became harder, literally and physically speaking. And now, I want you to take your hair down" he continued in a low raspy tone "I want you to take this silly uniform off. I'm going take my clothes off as well, and i want us to get back into my bed."

"What about breakfast?" i asked

"Damn the food Isabella. We can eat later; at this moment, I'm hungry for you." He looked down into my face and started to kiss me deeply. His warm tongue went inside of my mouth. I melted underneath my clothes; my body had missed him as much as my heart did.

His large hands started to explore my body. He squeezed and rubbed and pulled. He started to breath harder "Would you please join me upstairs?" He asked breathlessly. I could only nod yes.

There was a winding staircase that led upstairs. And upstairs, there were all these plants in the hallway I'd never saw before. The large plants were almost as big as trees and they touched the ceiling. And On all the walls, all these weird paintings that looked like broken or shattered glass. I knew jasper's home would be interesting.

"Do you like that?" Edward asked me. I had been staring at what looked like a woman but i wasn't exactly sure.

"Not sure if i understand it...it looks broken" I said.

"It's a style of art called cubism. It's jasper's favorite movement. I can show you around later" He said as he pulled my hand gently to lead me away from the painting.

"This is my room, and over there is another guest room. I think Mike put your bag in there." He pointed to a room down the hall from his. Then we went in his room and I looked around.

"I, I haven't gotten around to making the bed or straightening things up since the maids left." He ran his hand through his messy hair nervously.

The room looked like if was turned upside down. The sheets were messy, there were clothes everywhere, and on the nightstand was a teacup. I looked at him and his face flushed slightly.

"I didn't know when you were coming, I would have cleaned, and shaved." He touched his jaw line. This was Edward, a true nervous wreck. A handsome wreck. I tipped on my toes to kiss his cheek; my lips were tickled against his short whiskers.

I went over to the bed. The window was right behind the bed, so it was bright with the early morning glow. I was trained to clean so I couldn't help myself. I started to fix the bottom sheet; I tucked it in and smoothed it out. I started the top sheet and I stopped when I felt his hands against my waist.

"You don't have to do that," he whispered in my ear. "I don't want you to do any work while you're here Bella." I felt myself melt back into him as his arms wrapped again around me. I closed my eyes as I felt his lips against the back of my neck. My skin felt so alive with his touch.

"I desperately need to show you how much I've missed you..." He whispered. "Take off your clothes."

I took off my uniform and stepped out of my shoes. I took my slip off and sat on the edge of the bed so I could take off my stockings and garter. I let my hair down as I watched him quietly.

Edward removed his dress shirt by pulling it above his head and he stepped out of his shoes and pants. As I looked at his body, I felt myself get hotter than I already was. He was so handsome, so tall and so manly.

He came to the bed and scooped me up into his arms. He kissed me passionately on my lips and on my neck. He pulled my panties down a little in the front and placed his fingers between my legs.

As he kissed me, he rubbed his long fingers back and forth slowly. "You're so wet already." He sighed. He moved his fingers away from there and placed both of his hands on my behind.

He laid me back on the soft bed and pulled up at my bra so my breasts came out. Edward kissed my breasts lovingly and licked my nipples one at a time. I kissed the top of his messy head as I brought him closer to me. The feeling of his mouth and his whiskers on me made my skin tingle.

I watched as he kissed from my breasts down my stomach to my panties. With his crooked smile on his face, he pulled them down. I wanted to watch as he started to kiss me in between my legs, but I couldn't. It felt so good that my eyes closed on their own. It had been too long since I felt him.

"Oh, oh my" I moaned as he started to use his tongue, licking me slowly up and down.

I laid flat against the bed as Edward moved my legs further apart. He placed one leg over his shoulder and held the other leg flat. My hands reached for his wild hair and my fingers twirled in it.

Then he moved my other leg over his shoulder and moved both of his hands on my breasts. He moved his tongue deeper inside of me. It felt so perfect that I started to move my hips against his face. The feeling had built up so much inside of me; it hit me suddenly. My body started to shake.

"Oh Edward!" I cried out loud. He stopped and kissed me lovingly. He stood against the edge of the bed and looked down at me. He didn't have to ask me; the intense look in his eyes told me he wanted me to do the same to him. So I sat up and started to kiss the squares muscles on his stomach.

I licked his pale skin slowly as I pulled his underwear down. And there, waiting for me, was his manhood. I glanced up at Edward as he looked down at me, then I took him in my hands. He was too long for me to try and put the whole thing in my mouth, so I slowly sucked on the tip off it. It was so smooth and soft, but at the same time hard.

He ran his fingers through my hair and rubbed against my scalp. He brought me closer, urged me to take even more of him into my mouth. So I did. He breathed harder, and I heard him grunt heavily.

"Yes, my love." he groaned deeply and cursed. I looked up at him and his eyes were closed, his head thrown back. I decided to twirl my tongue around the ribbed part of it as I moved my hands up and down the rest of the solid length.

I kept doing it, I moved him in and out of my mouth carefully so I didn't bite him. He stood there tall and strong. Edward held the side of my face with one hand and his other was still wrapped in my hair. I felt him get more solid in my mouth.

"Perfect…so perfect" he growled. Then I stopped because I wanted to feel him inside of me.

"Make love to me" I begged quietly as I tugged on him. I moved back to the center of the bed and he crawled on top of me.

"I've missed you so much Isabella, forgive me if I get too prurient" he growled as he slid inside of me. I had no idea what prurient meant, but I knew I wouldn't mind. Again he moved one of my legs over his shoulder so he could enter me. He moved deep inside and slowly stretched me open.

With a loving look on his face, he moved slowly back and forth. Finally, he was back inside of me. We weren't separated anymore.

As Edward moved his hips harder into me, I couldn't stop the moans that came out of my mouth. And suddenly he started to move faster. He came forward so that his hands gripped the edge of the bed next to me. He pumped his hips up and down. Like he was slamming himself into me, but it didn't hurt.

"Mmm" I moaned.

We had never been so…so loud. Our bodies, our voices, the bed squeak, were like music. It was so different. Edward was…an animal, and I loved it! He turned me over to my stomach and he entered me again. He held me hips and started again.

"Oooh! Oh! Oh! Oh" I cried I gripped the sheet. I looked over my shoulder and his hair was in his face. He held my hips strongly, his long pale fingers created dents in my dark skin. He bucked his hips and brought me back against him. We moved like this creating our own rhythm.

I arched my back so I could kiss him and he met me for a deep kiss. He moved even more of his length inside of me and I sighed out loud. I felt so full.

Edward bent on his elbows and moved his fingers so they were locked with mine. He moved even faster than before and my body shook with pleasure. Soon after, Edward shook too as his body stopped.

"Ohhh! Isabella, Isabella…" he said my name over and over.

After he caught his breath, and stopped panting, he slowly eased out of me. He placed one arm around me. I turned my face so I could see him. He moved my hair away from my face gently and stared into my eyes. The light from the window made his green eyes even brighter.

His face was flushed, and his hair was stuck to his forehead. He smirked at me shyly and satisfied. I smiled too.

"Do you understand now, how much I've missed you?" He whispered.

"Yes" I whispered back. He kissed me tenderly. His lips soft and warm.

Edward was on his back; a sheet was draped over his waist. The rest of his long body was uncovered and naked. I had my head on his chest and I listened to his heart and to him read from one of his books.

"Ay me! For aught that I could ever read, Could ever hear by tale or history, The course of true love never did run smooth; But, either it was different in blood…"

"It sounds like you're reading the Bible," I giggled.

"Well, the most popular translation of the Bible and Shakespeare's plays were written at the same time. It was during the King James period. Some scholars believe that Shakespeare did in fact help translate certain parts of it." He said. "You know, Bella, you're extremely observational"

There was a smile on his face as if he were proud of me.

"Thank you, sometime you could teach me some of things you learned in college and I could teach you how to clean." I said softly.

"This room is a disaster." He laughed. It was the first time I heard him laugh in so long. His chest moved which made me move. I started to laugh also

"We can clean it together."

"Teamwork." He placed the book beside him face down and started to touch my hair. He smoothed it gently.

"Will we use teamwork to make breakfast?" I giggled.

"A form of teamwork, but you will definitely be the coach" he laughed. I got off the bed carefully. How was it I felt tired and so awake at the same time? I reached for my clothes to cover myself.

"Your body is so perfect Bella, you don't have to hide it from me. I love every inch of you skin." He sat up and leaned his back against the wooden headboard.

His eyes held me still, and I obeyed him. I stood up straight but didn't stop my hair from covering my breasts.

"And I don't want you to wear that silly uniform. I hope you packed some other clothes." He said.

"I did. Do you want me to cook naked like this?" I asked softly.

"Yes. But maybe you should wear clothes...for safety sake." He stammered slightly as his cheeks blushed. I grabbed my slip and placed it on over my head. He watched me in a daze before putting his own undershirt and underwear on.

He grabbed my hand and led me back down the stairs. He showed me where the kitchen was and opened the door for me. We walked inside barefoot and he took a seat on a stool.

The kitchen was the same size as the service kitchen back at the mansion. I thought it would be a lot bigger. And there were even plants in there too.

"What do you want to eat?" I asked. I went over to the large icebox and looked inside. There were meats and fish in there. Different kinds of cheeses and milk.

"Well what's your favorite thing for breakfast? Or shall I say brunch because of the time?" He asked.

"I'm not sure if he has it here but," I took the little foot ladder and climbed it so I could look in the pantry. I moved some of the things around and I found it. It was a box of hominy grits. If Jasper had colored servants, he had to have this.

"I love to eat grits and fried fish." I smiled.

"I don't think I've had that combination before. Sounds appetizing" he smiled back. "What do I have to do?"

Edward looked so eager to help me so I told him what to do step by step and we worked side by side. He boiled the water and helped me batter and season the fish. The cooking was left to me, but he helped make the gravy. He also helped by setting the dining table. He even poured champagne for us to drink with the meal.

"This looks and smells amazing." He started "but before we begin, I'd like to make toast to us. May we have a wonderful, love filled and stress free time while we're here alone. To us." he raised his glass.

I raised my glass as well "To us" I smiled.

At last! They are alone! Did anyone else breathe a sigh a relief? I'm sure Edward has so many wonderful things planned in his head for the two of them...What do you think? Let me know in a review or private message! Thanks again to everyone who reads and reviews! and to everyone who have added this story and me to their favorites, I really appreciate it!

For those who are wondering, Edward was reading "A Midsummer Night's Dream" to Bella. It's one of his favorite plays!