The duo shared their first kiss, and it was perfect. It was exactly what Edward needed, and exactly what Bella wanted. They broke apart from the kiss after sometime, and Bella flushed. It felt wonderful to love and to feel loved back. It was the happiest either of them had been in a long time. With the stress of school, Bella rarely took time to enjoy herself. With all the demands of being boss, Edward had enjoyed himself, but never with someone like Bella. She was just perfect for him.

"I guess you are still hungry," Bella suggested. She didn't want this all to go too far too fast.

"I think my appetite has changed. Edward said seductively.

The pair shared another, passionate kiss. "Come on, I will have dinner brought to us." Edward pulled Bella out of the room, down the stairs, to the main floor, down another set of stairs to an immaculate movie theater. The decor was old Hollywood. He put in an old classic black and white movie. Shortly there after, dinner arrived, and Bella picked at it while Edward watched her. It was true, his appetite had changed. And the only thing on the menu was Bella. She finished eating, and they choose to recline on a over-sized large reclining movie chair, built more like a high-tech mattress. Edward quickly laid back, rubbing Bella's back.

Throughout the length of the movie, Bella was enthralled. The car chase. The romance. The gun fights. Such old classic cinema on such a nice screen was so captivating. On the other hand, instead of being captivated by the movie, Edward was captivated by Bella. He traced the outline of her body with his hand, then he moved to just using his fingertips. He continued to lightly graze Bella, and she responded nicely. It was just so soothing. She eventually laid down, joining him on the over-sized couch, and the pair cuddled and kissed.

The movie ended, and Bella and Edward were in total darkness. Edward continued to trace Bella's body loving every inch of it. Bella felt into a light sleep. Edward picked her up, carrying her up the two staircases to bed.

When they were passing Bella's room, she murmured, "I don't want to sleep there."

And so it was set, from that point forward, Bella was a guest of Edward's room, and she wold stay in Edward's bed. He would have her things removed from the other room and placed into his. And he would have that room redecorated, knowing she would likely not want to be in there again. He tucked the girl in, and rolled down the covers beside her. Today has been a great day for the love birds. He fell asleep quickly with Bella in his arms and slept better than in had in years. Bella felt warm and cared for. It felt truly right.

The next morning, the sun peaked through the curtains, and when she awoke, and Edward was missing. She got up, feeling much better, not only physically but mentally as well. She again left the room, and she again passed her former room. Only this time she tried to open the door. Locked. Hmmm. What reason would there be for it to be locked. Bella brushed it off, knowing she really didn't want to go in there anyways. However, she did want to change clothes. Edward's hoodie would need a break at some point.

She found Edward in the gym. He was lifting an unreasonable amount of weight. Edward had risen early, and he just needed to get some energy out, so he took himself the the gym. Cardio and lifting. Today was leg day. He was thinking about the situation with Twilight, his Italian restaurant, and who was culpable. He then thought about brilliant Bella. She would be such an asset to the organization. He was imaging her being fully his, and when he was on his last set, a familiar figure appeared.

"Nine...Ten..." Edward finished counting out the reps of his set. And set it down, sweating heavily. Bella eagerly crossed the room and kissed a very sweaty Edward.

"Good morning, Love," Edward hugged Bella, intentionally lifting her feet off the floor.

"Good morning, Edward." Bella said as she was being wrapped up in his arms.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"Very. I don't think I've slept that well in years." She admitted, thankfully.

"Same, I loved it." Edward didn't want to let go of Bella.

"So when can I get back to these boxing lessons?" Bella was eager for more time with Edward. She was also looking forward to being able to defend herself. Clearly, one day of training did no good.

"Just one more day, Mike Tyson." Edward said, laughing. "You have to heal up a little bit more."

Bella gave a huff, like she was annoyed. "I could take you right now!" She flirted.

"Oh really?" Edward arched an eyebrow.

"Of course! You look worn out from lifting those weights." She egged him on.

She saw the devil in his eye. He started approaching her. Her eyes widened. She turned to leave, to run away. She wrenched open the door. He stalked over, sharply closing the gym door. She attempted to pull it open. No use. Edward was far too strong. She attempted to duck from under him. No use. He had already closed the gap between them.

"What were you saying earlier, huh?" Edward mocked, playfully peppering her with kisses.

"I was saying that I could take you down, easily." She pushed out between breaths, trying to get in enough air between kisses.

"And how's that going?" He asked as he picked her up, and started leaving the gym.

"I think I have you right where I want you." She laughed.

He carried her up the stairs, and threw her on the bed. "I am going to shower, you are welcome to join." He flirtatiously said. And shy, modest Bella did just that. When the couple finished, Edward salvaged some of Bella's clothes from the locked room. He didn't want her to see the scene. The clean-up crew was already there. He wanted to shower Bella with gifts, and it would start with replacing everything that had been damaged.

They dressed and had brunch. Bella wasn't accustomed to all this. The waitstaff, the food. Everything just oozed money. She felt so grubby next to everything, everything except Edward. Edward made her feel perfect and wonderful. After brunch, Edward coaxed Bella into going out, to get a few things.

"Deal, but we are taking my truck." Bella said. Edward started calculating. If his security team took a follow-car, then that would work. Edward had asked Emmett to get all of Bella's things, and that included her truck. But Edward hadn't yet seen Bella's pride and joy. He knew it was in the expansive garage, so when Bella practically ran to the 1963 red Chevy Truck jalopy, he was mortified.

She hopped in and patted the passenger seat. "Come on, Edward." Bella coaxed.

"It probably has tetanus all over it." Edward murmured as he got in the car, and he knew what their first stop would be.