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Chapter-36: My Vampire Girl

EPOV

The first thing to register on my mind was the tickling sensations on my arm. I carefully looked down, with my mind creating images of vicious tarantulas to cockroaches roaming over my body. So the sight that hit me took my breath away.

The 'monstrous thing' turned out to be nothing but my beautiful wife. And the tickling? That was from her lush mahogany hair. I smiled down at the sleeping beauty in my arms and decided to enjoy the view. And that is so not stalker-ish of you, Cullen! I rolled my eyes at my thoughts. Because it may be a little stalker-ish but what she didn't know, she won't be able to use on me.

On the night before, after our… activities, Bella had come to bed and let me spoon her. This morning however, I saw that she had moved in her sleep and was facing me… still wrapped in my arms. One of her small hands had my t-shirt in a tight grip, making me wonder what she must have been dreaming of.

She must have felt my eyes on her because slowly, her eyelids fluttered open before her chocolate brown eyes focused on mine. A slow smile stretched on her face as she said in a sleepy voice, "Good morning, Smirky."

I chuckled at her greeting and leaned down to kiss her lips—because she was still in my arms and I wanted the first thing I did this morning to be kissing her.

However, before I could reach her lips, she shot one hand up to cover my mouth. I arched an eyebrow, silently questioning what I did wrong, when she shook her head. "Morning breath," she said in explanation.

I kissed the palm of her hand and then moved it from my mouth before saying, "So what? If we both have morning breaths, they will cancel each other out… you know, like how two minuses make a plus?"

She quickly moved her head away from the pillow we were sharing to escape my lips and said in a lofty manner, "I also know how two pluses make another plus. So, how about we don't attack each other with morning breaths, take a rain check and get up to change for the day? When we both resemble normal human beings, we'll do something about that kiss?"

I pretended to agree and just as she got out of bed, I reached out to take hold of her wrist before tugging her so that she landed on my lap.

Without allowing her a chance to protest, I pressed my lips on hers. Immediately, all her inhibitions about morning breath seemed to went out of the window and she started kissing me back.

Slowly, she ran her fingers through my hair before grabbing a handful, which made me groan. She smiled against my lips, and to get her back, I started moving my hands up and down her sides.

When my hands brushed the sides of her breasts at the same time, she gasped. I finally had my opening. Without any preamble, I snaked my tongue in her mouth and started stroking her tongue with mine.

Bella let out a moan, which of course made my dick perk up to salute her. She stiffened for a moment, no wonder feeling me hard and ready beneath her, and then, she started kissing me with even more fervor. I took the hint and let my hands fall on her hips before holding her pressed against me.

When we were both panting for breath, Bella let go of my lips and started kissing my jaw line. She then darted out her tongue to lick my day's worth of stubble. The sudden move made me look at her—in shock—and Bella blushed bright red. After a beat, she mumbled, "I just wanted to know how that feels. Did I gross you out?"

A surprised bark of laughter came out of my mouth as I tightened my hold on her, before kissing her once again. This time, when I broke the kiss I smirked at her. "Did that answer your question, baby?"

She nodded before tackling me again. As soon as our chests brushed against each other's, I felt something… something like pebbles against my chest. HOLY FUCKING SHIT! She's not wearing a bra! An animalistic groan came out of my mouth the moment the realization hit me. I couldn't help but cup her breasts in my hands, making her moan in return.

And then… beep… beep… beep…

A frustrated sigh left Bella's slightly kiss-swollen lips. "We have to get to work, huh?"

I looked at the offending alarm clock to see it was already 11 o' clock and grimaced. "I guess so."

Bella smiled at me before leaning down to brush my lips with her in a chaste kiss, whispering against my lips, "Fuck the morning breath." I grinned widely at her as she leapt down from my lap and left the room. Yup! A very good morning indeed!

-OTC-

During our brunch, I decided to broach the subject that's been on my mind from the night before. "Bella?" I called her. She looked up from her coffee and smiled at me.

I cleared my throat and continued, "You were right. We need to talk to our parents. It's not right to place any blame on them without knowing why they did what they did."

Bella looked puzzled at my sudden change of heart and then asked cautiously, "So you will talk to them? I should probably talk to my parents as well. I have been so engrossed in this hot doctor I work with that I haven't just had the time."

I offered her a crooked smile at the last part, before steering us back to the point. "Yeah, we both need to talk to them and I intend to let them know that we are both adults and they do not get to make such choices for us." Bella nodded, showing me that I had her support.

I took a bite of my pancake and then posed the next question. "Do you want to talk to them separately or together? I can ask my dad to ask your parents to come over to talk as well."

Bella thought for a moment before sighing. "Do you mind if we did it together? Since they tag-teamed in lying to us we should tag-team in getting the truth out of them." I nodded, happy to have my Bella by my side.

While we were cleaning up the dishes, Bella suddenly stopped before turning to me. "Edward, I wanted to ask you something."

When I did not say anything, she bit her lip and asked in a hurried manner, "Last night when I told you that I was… you know… less experienced, you said 'Thank God!' Can I ask why?"

I gulped, momentarily wishing I could say, "Anything but that!"

But that wouldn't be fair. Bella had told me about herself and she deserved to know about me as well. So I looked down at my feet and mumbled, "Because I don't have any experience either."

I did not dare look at her face, waiting for the ground to open up and swallow me whole. And then, I heard a giggle. I snapped my head up to see Bella pressing a hand to her mouth, desperately trying to contain the giggle trying to burst out of her mouth. I grimaced. "Great! Now she's laughing at me—the twenty-five year old virgin!"

I scowled at her and asked, "What's so funny? Why are you laughing at me?"

She immediately sobered up and replied, "I am not laughing at you. I am laughing near you."

When my frown still remained in place she grinned at me, "Edward you were blushing! The tips of your ears turned pink and you looked so cute!"

I tried very hard not to blush like her when she elbowed me and said, "Hey, I am glad. We can learn together."

Finally, I smiled at her and said, "That, Bellarina, sounds like a plan."

BPOV

Once we got to work, we got sucked right in the middle of patients. After the evening round, I didn't get to see Edward for couple of hours because of work. When I finally got a chance to sit down, Jasper came out of nowhere and asked, "You got a minute, sis?"

"Sure," I stood up from my seat and led him towards the vending machines—away from prying ears. "I need caffeine," I explained to him. Once I had my latte in my hands, I asked him, "Now what do you want to talk about? Alice?"

I had guessed Alice must have been pretty upset with him for missing thanksgiving dinner. But Jasper shocked me with his reply. "Nope. It's about Alice's big brother and all the rumors circulating about him."

I did a double-take. "What? What rumors? Who's spreading this shit?" Instantly, I was feeling murderous.

Jazz held up his hands. "Whoa there, tiger, calm down. The 'who' is obviously Nurse Stanley and the 'what' is that the handsome doctor has a vampire girlfriend."

"That makes no sense at all!" I thought to myself and said, "What? He has no girlfriend, Jazz. If you're worried about his cheating on me or anything, relax. He took me out on a date last night. Maybe Jessica saw him with a girl in his car and assumed her, meaning me, to be his girlfriend."

Jazz grinned before using that atrocious southern drawl he thought he could speak in to reply in a teasing manner, "I got that, Bell. And anyone with eyes can see the way that guy watches you, he'd rather eat shit before cheating on you."

I felt a light blush coming over my cheeks when he dropped the bomb, making me turn beet-red in zero seconds. "What I am trying to tell you is that be discreet, sis. I love you and I kind of like that guy of yours as a friend. So I really, really don't want to see your bite marks on him."

Cue another double-take before… "Shit! Jazz, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to brush-fire you with my latte. I'll get this cleaned myself. I promise."

Jasper accepted the wet paper towel I had fished out of my scrub pockets and wiped off the latte that had landed on the arm of his lab coat. When he was done, he laughed at my mortified face and patted my cheek. "It's cool, B. I have another lab coat in my locker. Don't sweat it."

When I found my voice, I whispered, "Did you really see bite marks on him?" He laughed again before nodding. Then his pager went off, and with a wink at me, he was gone.

-OTC-

Just as I reached the ward, I saw Edward walking inside his office. I quickly checked to see if anyone was around before following him. With a soft knock, I entered the room and closed the door behind me. Edward looked startled at my sudden appearance, and then a slow smile started to spread on his face. Without letting him say a word, I reached forward and tugged on his collar, to make him stand right before me.

When we're toe-to-toe, I craned my neck to look at his face. Nope, nothing there. Wait, bite… didn't I bite him when I came last night? He was hovering over me… so that will be on his… neck! As soon as the realization hit me, I yanked down the collar of his lab coat and stared.

There it was… looking pink and round and kind of painful.

I slowly reached out to poke the place with one finger before meeting the alarmed face of my husband. I practically whispered, "Does this hurt?"

Finally, the light of understanding dawned upon him and he smirked. "Are you concerned about me, Baby? Afraid that I am hurting?" I resisted the urge to pinch the place—just to punish his cocky ass—but the thought of him being in pain didn't seem tolerable.

So I poked his ribs and pouted. "Here I am all worried about me hurting you and you're making fun of me? That's not very gentlemanly you know?"

His eyes softened and he smiled at me. "It doesn't hurt, Baby. I kind of like people seeing I have someone to bite me. I also heard Stanley whispering something about a vampire girlfriend. I am sure you like the sound of that!"

I snorted at his words. "Yeah, like everyone wants a biter!" After a pause, I reached up and placed a soft kiss on the spot and said, "By the way, I like people seeing my mark on you too."

He wrapped me in his arms and said softly, "I talked to dad. He said they'll all be there when we call. I said we'd talk tomorrow morning. Is that alright?"

I looked into his eyes and replied, "It's perfect," suppressing an urge to add, "You are perfect, Edward." Maybe we were not there yet, but I hoped we'd soon be.

-OTC-

That night when we got out of work, it was pretty late and Edward had made a stop at McDonalds to get dinner. Greasy burgers, hot chocolates with marshmallows, and then a thank you kiss on Edward's lips—which turned into a very hot make out session—resulted in a very happy and relaxed Bella.

When we got home, I did not want to go to bed alone. I know it was greedy of me to want to stake a claim on Edward's warm and cozy bed. But come on, it was December, for fuck's sake and it was too damn cold. I just needed a warm bed. "Right! And the very sexy man that is going to do the warming up is not the main reason." I shushed my inner-bitch and decided to bite the bullet.

"Hey Edward?" My voice stopped him in his tracks. Edward turned around from his spot in front of staircase and arched an eyebrow, asking me to continue.

I licked my lips, suddenly feeling them dry up, before rushing the words out, "Canisleepinyourroomtonight?"

A frown line appeared in the middle of his forehead as he tried to decipher my Hebrew language. I mentally face-palmed when he said, "Sorry, Bella, I didn't catch that. Can you repeat yourself? Maybe a bit slower this time?"

I looked down at my feet, trying to hide my blush behind my hair. Then I took a deep breath, before looking right into his eyes and said with a steady voice, "It's a very cold night. So I was asking if I can sleep in your room tonight?"

When he didn't reply immediately, I quickly amended, "Or we can sleep in mine. I just thought sharing a bed would be better… thermodynamically speaking." Fuck! Shut the fuck up, Swan. NOW!

Before I could pray to God to restore my brain-to-mouth filter, I felt two strong arms encasing me in a hug. As soon as his honey and sunshine and Edward-like smell hit my nose, I felt myself loosening up. Edward buried his face in my hair and inhaled before saying in a muffled voice, "Thermodynamically speaking, I think you're a genius, Baby."

I smiled against his chest and replied, "My thoughts exactly."

Then he took my hand and started leading me up the stairs. Once I had changed and joined him in his bed, he held his arms out for me. "I hear cuddling is a good way to transfer body heat." I laughed at his hinting and willingly went to settle down in the cage of his arms. After a few soft kisses, I felt sleep starting to claim me.

I yawned and whispered a 'good night' to Edward. He brushed a tender kiss on my forehead before spooning me. Right before falling asleep I thought I heard him whisper in my ear, "I hope this becomes our room soon, Bellarina." I didn't know if I was imagining it or he actually said it, but in my mind, I promised him silently, 'soon, Edward,' before drifting off to sleep.

EPOV

The second morning of waking up together had a more serious air to it. Both Bella and I were worried about the upcoming confrontation with our parents. So after a short breakfast, we figured it was time.

I had asked my dad to come online on Skype so that we could talk face-to-face… well sort of, anyway. Bella finished cleaning up before joining me in my study. I placed my laptop on the desk before scooting away and offering Bella to share the seat with me. She smiled shyly at me and sat down.

As soon as the call connected, I could see the worried faces of my mother and Reneé. While I was looking for a way to start the talk, Bella took my hand and then spoke in a casual manner, "Hi guys. How are you all doing? We needed some answers as you may already know…"

She looked at me, uncertainty coloring her expression. I gave her a slight nod, indicating I was taking over. Then I turned back to the screen and said, "We now know that we had been friends since birth… well, Bella's birth. But anyway, I have also told her the reason behind our departure from the US. What we want to know is why you did what you did when we came back here."

My father heaved a sigh and started, "Look, kids, we knew what we did by separating you was not right to you. But we had to leave… to take care of Emmett." He looked at me trying to make me understand.

I started shaking my head. "No, we get that. What has been bothering us is the fact that you hid the truth from us. Couldn't you just introduce us as your friend's kids and let the chips fall where they may?"

A sad smile came on to Reneé's face and she turned her head to look at Bella. "Bella, sweetheart, tell me honestly. Would you have gone out on a date with Edward if we tried to introduce you the way Edward is asking for?"

Bella went silent for a while, before replying softly, "No, Mom, probably not."

My mother started saying the same thing. "And you Edward? You wouldn't…"

I held up one hand, stopping her before this thing went out of hand and then said gently, "Mom, I know I didn't have time for dating and that's why you arranged this marriage. I don't regret marrying Bella."

I turned my head slightly to meet Bella's eyes, and then continued, "I can never regret having Bella in my life. But you could have told us about our being friends."

This time Charlie spoke up. "You knew about this. Esme told us she told you about your pasts."

Finally, Bella's control started to slip and she replied in a firm tone, "No, Dad. Esme hinted that we knew each other. That's all. Why did you not tell us about the loss and pain we felt when you separated us? Why not tell us the reason behind this wedding? It was not just because you thought we needed someone in our lives. It was to fend off your guilty conscience—the guilt you have felt for separating us in the first place."

All the four people on the screen along—with myself—looked at Bella, with shock written all over our faces. After a few beats, my mom asked in a shaky voice, "How did you know about that, Bella?"

Bella scoffed. "It's not hard to guess, Esme. I mean, obviously we meant a lot to each other. And since we've never seen much pictures or videos of the four years we knew each other, it means you hid those… all of you. That means we must have been pretty sad to miss each other. And that must have made you feel guilty to watch your kids grow up, not knowing a part of their lives. So you got us married—to soothe your guilt. Am I wrong?"

I was feeling immensely proud of my Bella—not because she was being rude to our parents, but because she was standing up for herself. She was fighting for us. I squeezed her hand lightly, telling her with my touch, 'I am right here with you.'

Bella let out a breath at the touch and then leaned into me. I immediately wrapped one arm around her shoulders, hugging her to my side.

Charlie's eyes zeroed in on my arm as he arched an eyebrow. "It seems whatever the reason is, you guys are not having any major problems with the arrangement."

I decided to answer him, seeing that his eyes were focused on me, "Listen, Charlie, the point to be noted is not if we're having any problems or not. The point is we are both adults. And if you plan to make any decisions about our lives with ulterior motives, we'd like to know about them before we make the final decision."

My father tried to settle everything down as he said calmly, "Alright. We'll give you the full truth. Bella is right. We couldn't take how sad Edward got when we went to London and he found out that we were never going back to Bella again. So we boxed up every physical reminder of the memories he had of Bella, and with time, he forgot about the friend he used to dote on. All these years we had kept contact with Charlie and Reneé. When we decided to come back here, we finally had a way of righting the wrong we had done by separating you. Maybe it was for wrong reasons, but Edward, I still am very happy to see you have Bella by your side."

Charlie let out a deep breath before joining in. "Bells, you were a mess when he left. You wouldn't talk to anyone. You would just sit on the tire swing I made for the two of you and wait for Edward to come and push you. When Carlisle told us what they had done to divert Edward's mind, we tried it. It didn't work very well. You were still sad all the time—until you went to kindergarten and met Rose. I know I have misused your trust, kid, but I honestly thought that he was a good man for you."

Bella gave him a slight smile and then turned her teary eyes on me. Disregarding who was watching us, she brought up one hand and held it against my cheek. Then she whispered, "You were wrong to hide it, dad, but you were right on one account. He really is the best man for me." I grinned at her and placed a kiss on her temple.

A sob suddenly brought us out of our bubble, and startled, we turned towards the on-lookers. While Charlie looked uncomfortable as hell, my dad looked proud. The sob however was coming from none other than the mini-Sounds… our moms.

"MOM!" we both called out together. And then everyone started laughing. Finally when she had calmed down, Esme asked us timidly, "Forgive us, kids?"

I shook my head. "There's nothing to forgive, Mom. Just promise you won't hide anything from us again."

Bella leaned into me to get to the screen and said loudly, "And, promise that you will let us make our own decisions."

When everyone acquiesced, we said our goodbyes and shut the computer off. Then I took Bella's chin between my thumb and forefinger and tilted her head to meet her lips with mine. After placing a soft kiss on her lips, I smiled against them and mumbled, "I cannot tell you how proud I am of you, baby. You looked so sexy—being all stern and demanding answers."

Bella kissed me again before moving her head away to meet my eyes, and then she said seriously, "Edward, I know we didn't know what we were vowing when we said those words. But now that I have grown to know you, I want to promise something to you and I hope, you will return the gesture as well."

I ran the back of my knuckles on her cheek bone and said sincerely, "I will promise you anything, Bella." And then to lighten the mood, I teased, "Though I must say, I have a weak eyesight. So if you want me to promise to read you bed time stories when we're old, I can't help you there."

Bella laughed at my joke and shook her head. "No, we'll read the stories together. What I want to promise you is that I will always talk to you. I won't shut you out. I will share my thoughts with you… so that we don't get into problems like this… ever."

I smiled. "I promise to share all my crazy thoughts with you too. I promise to not hide anything from you. I will make time for us to talk. So that we don't let any distance come in between us."

Bella let out a happy sigh and said 'Thank you' before moving slightly to sit on my lap. Taking the hint, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her chest tight against mine. Then I placed a kiss on her earlobe and whispered, "We missed our morning kiss, Baby."

"We don't want that to happen, do we?" She pouted and then, without letting me say another word, she clutched the back of my head in her hand and slammed her lips on mine… not that I was complaining. After kissing for a while, I had to say the annoying words, "We have to get to work, Baby."

Bella sighed and got out of my lap. She was almost out of the door when she called back, "Edward, I think we're ready." And then with a giggle, she left the room.

I didn't grasp the meaning at first. And then… a gasp left my mouth. She means… oh God! Cue the boner… I looked down at my lap, groaning and mentally telling my dick, "Just a bit longer, buddy. We'll see action tonight. The missus is ready… the game is on!"

A/N: Phew! Yep, the last line is from Sherlock. I am a total Sherlocked girl so, don't blame me. ;)

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The songs I listened to while writing this are: Wide Awake by Katy Perry and Turn The Night Up by Enrique Iglesias. Go and listen to them if you haven't already. Just think of Bella saying those words in Wide Awake to her parents. :)

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Ann