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EPOV

I had always been good at impressing parents. It came naturally to me, and I could easily just be myself. Rosalie's parents had known my family for ages, so there had been no pressure there. But the way Bella talked about her father was making me nervous.

But I needed to talk to Charlie Swan. Because I wanted to marry his daughter.

It sounded crazy, even in my own mind. Bella and I had only been dating for a little over five months, but I loved her more than I could ever fully express. I knew things were complicated. I needed to talk to her father, because I have a feeling that although he's not very involved in her life, he deserves to be asked first. And then, of course, I need to talk to Annabelle. She needed to know that Bella wasn't going anywhere if I had anything to say about it.

And then, I'd ask Bella when the time was right. I had no time frame in mind- I just wanted to let things happen when they happened.

"Baby? My dad's going to be here in twenty minutes." Bella poked her head inside the living room, where I was finishing up paperwork. I wanted to get it all finished now so I wouldn't have to do it over the weekend.

"Okay." I said, scrawling my signature on a few forms. Bella said something else, but I wasn't listening.

"Baby." Bella sighed, exasperated. "Can you please give me a hand?" She asked again, and I grumbled under my breath, setting my paperwork on the coffee table and getting up to join her in the kitchen. "Set the table, will you?"

I grabbed the stack of plates and silverware she handed me and quickly set the table. "What did you make for lunch?" I asked, going to stand behind Bella, who was stirring something at the stove. I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. "Smells good."

"Potato soup." Bella answered as I rested my chin on her shoulder and continued to kiss the sensitive patch of skin behind her right ear. "It's Charlie's favorite." She glanced at the clock on the microwave and arched her neck to glance out the window in the direction of the driveway. "You made the bed in the spare room, right?" She asked.

"Yep." I confirmed. "The one furthest from our room." I added, and Bella blushed. I realized then that I had said 'our room'. Not 'my room'. Our.

"Edward." Bella giggled, and then turned around to face me, holding the spoon she had been stirring with in her hand. "Taste this, please. Is it alright?"

I opened my mouth slightly and Bella stuck the spoon in. "Mmm, delicious." I said, leaning into kiss her. I wasn't lying, either. Bella was an amazing cook; far better than I could ever aspire to be. "You're delicious too." I murmured, pecking her on the lips again before pulling away from her slightly.

Bella glanced out the window again, and a small, nervous smile appeared on her lips. "Charlie's here." She said, and sure enough a car was making its way up the long driveway.

"Wait." I murmured, leaning in to properly kiss on the lips. "I needed to give you a real kiss, because I don't know if I'll be able to do this with your father around." And with that, I kissed her again with fervor, pushing Bella's petite body up against the countertop and letting my hands rub the small of her back.

We were interrupted by the doorbell ringing, and Bella quickly pulled away from me, her cheeks flushed slightly and her breathing heavier than usual. "Come on." She murmured, grabbing my hand and practically dragging me to the front door.

Despite the way she had left him, it was obvious to me that Charlie was very important to Bella. I could see that she wanted his respect and love and that she in turn respected and loved him.

She quickly opened the front door and revealed a man I could tell was her father. They had the exact same brown eyes and brown hair. "Charlie!" She exclaimed, hugging him instantly.

"It's good to see you, Bells." Her father said, patting her on the back before stepping out of her embrace. "Are you going to introduce me?" He asked as well all moved further into the house.

Bella blushed, grabbing my arm. "Charlie, this is my boyfriend, Edward. Edward, this is Charlie, my dad." She introduced us, and I shook Charlie's hand firmly.

"Pleased to meet you, Chief Swan." I said, smiling crookedly.

"Call me Charlie. And it's nice to meet you as well." Charlie said, and I was surprised at how friendly he was. Bella had warned me that he was very protective.

"Why don't you take Charlie's bag upstairs, Edward? And then we can eat lunch." Bella said, linking her arm with Charlie's and heading towards the kitchen. I picked up the one bag Charlie had brought with him and hurried it upstairs into one of the two spare rooms.

When I got back downstairs into the kitchen, Bella and Charlie were already seated at the kitchen table, waiting for me. The second I sat down, the interrogation began. "So, Edward, what do you do?" He asked, taking a quick drink of water.

"I'm a surgeon at Sacred Heart Hospital." I said easily, stirring my soup a little bit.

"And how did the two of you meet?" He asked, and Bella rolled her eyes.

"I have a very meddlesome sister." I explained, making Bella giggle. "She insisted on introducing me to Bella Swan, and when she did…" I trailed off and Bella blushed even more.

"Alice lives down the hall from me." Bella added, swallowing a mouthful of hot soup.

Charlie nodded, his eyes darting from Bella to me. "And Bella says you have a daughter?"

I nodded, immediately thinking of Annabelle. I hadn't gone without seeing her for this long since…since forever. "Yes, my daughter Annabelle is thirteen. Her mother and I got divorced almost seven years ago."

"And she's not here this month." Bella put in, and I shot her a grateful smile. She knew that although I was upset with Annabelle, I did miss her.

The rest of our lunch went by fairly quickly. Charlie asked plenty of questions directed towards both Bella and I, and once we finished eating Bella stood to clear the table off. "So you like Seattle, huh?" Charlie asked, and I saw Bella stiffen slightly from where she was loading the dishwasher.

"Yes." She said simply, and Charlie raised his eyebrows briefly. "I'm sorry I haven't been in touch." She added quietly, turning back around to face us.

Charlie smiled, a little sadly. "It's okay, Bella. I know you needed to just get out of Forks. It took a little bit for me to adjust, though. I miss our Friday night dinners.

"So do I." Bella murmured.

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"I'm heading up to bed." Bella said with a yawn late that evening, standing up from the couch and stretching her arms over her head. "Love you." She said softly to me, leaning down to peck me on the lips.

"Love you too." I said. "I'll be up in a little bit." I added, in a much quieter voice so that Charlie wouldn't hear me.

Bella glanced his way, but he hadn't even looked away from the television. "Night, dad." She said, going over to the arm chair and kissing the top of his head.

"Goodnight, Bells." Charlie said, glancing away from the game for a moment as she left the room.

I waited several moments until I heard a door upstairs close, and then I leaned forward slightly. "Charlie, there's something I need to talk to you about." I said in a low voice, and Charlie looked at me with suspicion. I cleared my throat, and took a deep breath, preparing myself for what I needed to stay.

"I want to marry your daughter."

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I'm watching a movie with my husband! Yay!

Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie