I woke with a stiff body, my legs still intertwined with Edward's. I was in the exact position I was in when I fell asleep. I rolled onto my back and stretched from head to toe. I felt Edward's hand rubbing my stomach as I did so. When I relaxed after stretching, I realized I wasn't just stiff, I was sore. My legs were sore, but I figured that was from doing so much dancing yesterday, and then last night's bedroom events on top of that. Then when Edward moved his hand from my stomach to my hips, I winced in pain. He sat right up.
"Are you okay?" he asked with worry in his eyes.
"Yeah, I think so; my hips just hurt," I said as he pulled back the blanket and made an ugly face. "Thanks; that makes a girl confident," I said, rather annoyed.
"Shut up, Bella. Your body is not why I made the face. I am so sorry," he said as he leaned down a kissed my hip.
"Babe, why are you saying sorry?" I asked, running my hand through his hair.
"Get up and look for yourself. I'm sorry. I promise I'll be more careful next time," he said, getting up with me as I walked to the mirror. I laughed out loud when I saw it. I had two handprint bruises on my hips. "I can't believe you are laughing," he said, walking into the bathroom.
"LIKE I SAID…LAST NIGHT? BEST I EVER HAD," I yelled so he would hear me though the closed door. He didn't answer me, so I walked in.
"What the fuck, Bella? I'm taking a piss," he said, trying to cover himself. I just laughed at him again, getting my toothbrush out. As I was brushing my teeth, he came over to wash his hands. When he was done, I spit into the sink and rinsed my mouth out.
"Edward, these bruises are not a big deal. Please don't beat yourself up over it. I think it's kind of cool," I said, hugging him. "If it would make you feel better, just think of it as a hickey," I said as he started to laugh.
"How are we going to have sex today? Where am I going to hold you?" he asked, all depressed.
"I think we'll figure it out," I said laughing before giving him a kiss. He told me he would be right back, so I turned on the shower. Just as I was getting in, I saw him walk in with a duffel bag. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"I told you I'm moving in your room," he said as he put his bathroom stuff away. I just giggled. I thought it was cute. Just as I was done rinsing the shampoo out if my hair, Edward stepped into the shower with me. "I could get use to this," he said as I washed him. I just smiled and told him I could, too.
After the shower, I rearranged my closest so he could fit his clothes. Then we carried his dresser into our room and put it next to mine. The only thing he brought from his bed was his pillow. By the time I was done making the bed and picking up our clothes from last night, I smelled food. I walked out and he was making French toast.
"I thought we could eat and then head to the restaurant to clean up from last night. Emmett called, and he and Rose are going to meet us there in an hour," he said as he handed me a plate. I sat at the dining room table and poured syrup all over my plate.
"Thank you; I'm so hungry," I told him before taking a big bite. "Oh my god, this is so good," I told him, taking another bite.
"Thanks; this is my favorite breakfast food," he told me. I loved getting to know things about him.
"I've got a question for you," I said, taking a drink of my coffee.
"Shoot, Baby. You can ask me anything," he said, taking a bite of his food.
"The other night, Rose was telling stories about you from when you were little, or well…younger, I should say," I explained, taking a breath. He waited for me to continue and just made an annoyed noise. "She was telling me that you know dumb facts. What does she mean by that?" He chuckled and shook his head.
"They aren't dumb facts," he said.
"I don't know what to call them; those were her words," I said as he chuckled again.
"They are called useless facts. I just know things that other people don't know," he said, not explaining any further.
"Can you tell me some, please?" I asked him. He took a deep breath.
He took a drink and cleared his throat. "The sentence 'the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog' uses every letter in the English language. Um, let me think of another one," he said, looking at me and smiling widely. "You are trying to see if I'm right, aren't you?" I started to laugh and shook my head yes, saying the alphabet in my head. "Oh, okay, I have another one. If someone puts a tiny amount of liquor on a scorpion, it will instantly go mad and sting itself to death," he said, so sure of himself.
"Really? That would be cool to see," I said, laughing. "Keep going; this is kind of cool," I said as he took my hand.
"I'm not boring you?" he asked. I shook my head no and he looked excited.
"Okay let's see…oh okay. The outdoor temperature can be estimated to within several degrees by timing the chirps of a cricket. You would simply count the number of chirps in a 15-second period, and add 37 to the total. The result will be very close to the actual Fahrenheit temperature. This formula, however, only works in warm weather," he said as I giggled and wished it was warm weather so I could go outside and see if it was true. I just laughed and let him continue. He told me facts all the way to the restaurant. Rose was right; they were dumb. Who cared what the sum of one through one hundred equaled, or that the first ford truck had a dodge engine. I mean, that stuff was cool to know, but it was useless.
Rose and Emmett were waiting at the back door when we arrived. "What's so funny, Bells?" she asked, looking tired.
"Edward was just telling me some of his useless facts," I said, proud to be his girlfriend.
"Wow! You two were meant for one another if you aren't sleeping from boredom," she said.
"Rose, they were interesting to know," I told her as we walked inside. The place was a mess. I went in to the janitor's closet and found two more large trash cans.
"Bells, is there a way to play the jukebox without putting money in it?" Emmett asked; he is so cheap.
"I don't know, but I can turn on the radio," I said before going into my office, switching it on, and then turning up the volume. No one could agree on a station, so I put it on a station that played eighties, nineties and hits from today. That way, they would play a little bit of everything. "Okay boys, you can start sweeping while Rose and I clear the tables." Everyone just nodded and we all got to work. It normally didn't take that long to clean, and with the four of us working, it took no time at all. As we were finishing, I heard Thank You for Loving Me by Bon Jovi come on the radio. I smiled to myself, remembering the song that Edward had played for us at the wedding.
"Edward, may I have this dance?" I asked him with my hand extended to him.
"I would love to," he replied, taking my hand and twirling me around in a circle.
"Thank you for loving me," I said as he kissed me while holding me close.
"You are very welcome. It's not easy being your boyfriend," he said as I slapped his chest. After he finished laughing at his not so funny joke, he kissed me. "Bella, why would you thank me?"
"I don't know, it just seemed like the right thing to say. I love you, and I'm happy you love me back. I've waited so long to feel this happy. I don't ever want to lose this feeling again," I said, resting my head on his chest.
"I feel the same way, Bella; the same exact way," he said, stroking my hair and kissing my head. Just as our dance was ending, I heard Emmett call my name.
"Hey, Little Sister, come have a beer with me. Edward, what do you want?" he yelled across the bar. When I turned around, I saw Rose behind the bar, opening two bottles of beer.
"Rose, what are you doing?" I asked her with a giggle.
"I use to bartend through college. Jack and coke, Brother?" she asked, grabbing a cup.
"Of course; you know what I like," he replied, pulling a bar stool out for me. "So, are you two ready for dinner tonight?" he asked as Rose sat down next to Emmett.
"You don't think any of them will freak out, do you?" Rose asked.
"My mom is going to jump for joy, but my dad, he's so weird I don't really know how he is going to react," I said as Emmett agreed.
"I don't think my mom will react badly. In fact, I think she will be excited. My dad, however…I know he's not going to be mad, but maybe disappointed?" he said as more of a question than an answer.
"Rosie, I have no idea how they will react. Do you want me to break the ice by telling them that Bella and I are getting married?" I choked on my beer.
"We're getting married?" I asked, in between coughs.
"Only if you say yes," he said, getting down on one knee. "Bella, I love you, and I don't want to ever be away from you again. I have never felt this way about anyone before, ever. Will you make me the happiest man in the world and marry me?" he asked, opening the ring box. I couldn't breathe. It was not something I was expecting at all. The ring, oh my god! The ring was out of this world. It had three larger diamonds in the center, with several smaller ones running down both sides.
"Yes, oh my god, yes! I will marry you," I said as I hopped off the barstool and flung my arms around his neck, giving him the biggest kiss I have ever given him. "I love you," I said as I kissed him again. When I pulled away, he put the ring on my finger as a single tear fell from my eye. I quickly wiped it away.
"Oh. My. God! That was so sweet. Let me see the ring, Sister," Rose said in shock. "This ring is an exquisite princess cut, beautifully made. Edward, this is a karat, isn't it?" she questioned, holding my hand in hers.
"Yes, Rose, it is. I do know how to pick out a ring," he said confidently.
"That you do, Big Brother. You have very good taste. I'm proud to call you my brother," she said, admiring the ring again. As she was looking at every detail of my ring, I smiled at Edward and my brother, who were doing the man hug thing.
"Ya know what? I'm not nervous about this dinner anymore," Emmett said with a laugh and I knew why.
"Why do you say that? Bella, what's wrong with you?" Rose asked and Emmett laughed.
"Our father is very old fashion when it comes to some things. Dude you have to ask him before Bella can take that ring. If he sees it on her before you ask, he will be pissed," Emmett said and Edward laughed. I got pissed because this was one of my dad's only 'must haves' when it came to me growing up.
"You guys, clam down. I asked him yesterday. I even showed him the ring," he said proudly.
"When did you plan this?" I asked.
"When I was in New York City. I got it the day before I came home," he said nonchalantly.
"How did you know we were going to get back together?" I asked as Rose looked away from me. I had to smile because she didn't have to talk to him, but apparently she did anyway. I looked at Edward, who was looking at Rose with a smile on his face. I just laughed and shook my head.
"What? I had to redeem myself somehow. I believe in karma, and the way I treated you that first day, I knew I had to do something. Thank god I did, too, or I would probably have an ugly baby or something," she said, laughing while rubbing her belly.
"Hate to tell you this, Rose, but all babies are ugly," I said as she punched my arm. We all busted out laughing.
"You better not ever call my baby ugly," Rose said to me. I told her I would lie to her if I had to. What made me laugh was that she said thank you.
"Okay well, we are going to go and get ready for dinner. We'll see you guys there," Rose said, getting off the bar stool. We all walked to the back door as I turned off the lights and locked up. The drive was quiet; all I could do was stare at the ring. I was happy, and I didn't want anything to change.
When we got home, I went into our room to grab something to wear. I heard Edward walk in behind me and open his dresser.
"What are you wearing?" I asked, staring into the closet.
"Um, probably khakis and a button down shirt," he said with a shrug. That didn't really help me any. "Are you having trouble finding something to wear? And don't say you have no clothes either," he said with a chuckle.
"I just don't know what to wear. I want to look nice, but I don't want to be too dressy," I said with my hands on my hips. That was when I realized how comfortable I was with him. I was just standing there in my underwear. I never thought I would be that comfortable with anyone. As I stood there and thought about it, I realized that Edward and I have only known each other for about eight months, but it felt like years. I was brought out of my thoughts by him rubbing my shoulder.
"Just wear that blue v-neck sweater and those black dress pants," he said as he brushed my hair to the side and kissed my neck. He was right, that would look nice together.
"Thanks, Baby; that's a good idea," I said as I reached in and grabbed the clothes. When I got off my tiptoes, I felt Edward undo my bra. "What do you think you are doing?" I asked as he took my clothes out of my hands and placed them on the end of the bed. He came back to me and pulled me into him. He lowered his face to my breast and sucked my nipple into his mouth. "Do we have time for this?" I asked as I ran my fingers in his hair.
"I don't care if we do or not; I want to make love to my fiance," he said, kissing me on the lips. I loved the way that word rolled off his tongue: finance. I really liked it. He stood up, pulling me off the ground with him, so I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked to the bed. As he was kissing my neck, I glanced at the clock. Just as I was getting ready to tell him that we didn't have time he sunk his teeth into the soft flesh there.
"Edward, we don't have time; we have to be there in a half hour, and it takes over twenty minutes to get there," I said as he changed positions and bit the other side of my neck. I let out a moan. "I really like that." The next thing I knew, my panties were off and he was inside of me. He grabbed ahold of my hips and I winced.
"Son of a bitch!" he swore as he rocked himself in and out of me, grabbing my legs instead. "You feel so good," he said as he let go of one of my legs and placed a finger on my clit. "This isn't going to last long, so I need you to cum," he said in panting breaths. I lay my head back, and within minutes I was cumming. He pulled his finger way from my clit and put his hand back on my leg as he started to fuck me faster. "FUCK!" he yelled as his pace quickened.
"Edward, it feels sssssoooooo good. Oh my god, I'm going to cum," I moaned out. My words were enough to send him over the edge, and I could feel him cum inside me.
"Fuck. That was so good. Go get cleaned up; we are going to be late," he said, helping me up and giving me a kiss. I ran into the bathroom and turned on the shower to quickly rinse off. When I was done, I got out, got dressed, and did my makeup as fast as possible, only putting on some mascara and eyeliner. Just as I was going to walk out of the bathroom, I saw a bruise on my neck in the shape of his teeth. I didn't have time for foundation, so I ran to my closet looking for a scarf.
"Baby, what are you looking for?" Edward asked, standing in the doorway ready to go.
"A scarf," I said just as I found it and went to the mirror in our room.
"Why?" he asked, walking over to me. I turned around and showed him what he had done. "I love it. I think it's sexy. It says that you are mine." I just rolled my eyes at him. Within minutes, we were in the car heading to meet up with everyone.
Two more chapters to go and that's it! Thanks to Sally for the help that she gives me!