A/N: I don't own anything. I didn't mention what kind of bike Edward drives in the last chapter or post pictures. Sorry. If I could cut and past that shit on a web site I totally would. Big thanks to VoltActionRifle for suggesting the almost same bike I was thinking about when I wrote it into Edward's collection of hot vehicles.

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EPOV

Damn Emmett for only thinking about himself after seeing Bella practically naked. He was more worried about Rose being pissed than he was about me being pissed or Bella being mortified.

He'd been pushing for us to ride with him but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to have Bella ride with me on my new bike. I'd had it for about three weeks getting it road ready when I'd decided that she was going to be the first, and hopefully one of the last, girls to ride on it with me. I'd even bought her a jacket and helmet but hadn't mentioned it to her.

Bella followed me out of the apartment and down to the garage where my toys were parked. She had no idea how excited I was to have her on my new bike. It might not have been exactly street legal, but it was worth it either way.

I hated to say it, but the girl standing behind me stunned that I had four cars and a bike was almost assuredly more beautiful than all sets of wheels put together.

When I handed Bella the jacket and the helmet I noticed that she looked really nervous. I wanted to put her mind at ease and steal a few chance touches before we were on the road. I knew then I couldn't fuck around without putting us both in danger.

I helped her on to the bike and guided her beautiful jean-covered legs onto the foot rests. I would have preferred she wear more protective gear, but it had been a bit of a rush job to get her the jacket and kinda-sorta-but-not-really talk her into riding with me. it would have been more weird if I had handed her a body suit and told her to get dressed.

I couldn't help but chuckle as she tried to hold on to my shoulders, though. She was so skittish but pretty damn brave to be on a bike with a speed demon like me.

I told her to wrap her hands around my waist and to take liberties with them if they got cold. I'd need to get her some gloves before I took her out again on the bike.

You have no mother fucking idea how good she felt wrapped around me, wrapped around that bike. It was practically sex on wheels driving that thing and it only made it better with Bella attached to me.

It took us a little while to get to my Mah's house, but we made it before Emmett got his slow ass tank pushed down the road.

Bella seemed stunned as we parked the bike and I told her we were at my family's house.

I walked her in the house and yelled for my Mah to know we were there. Bella seemed nervous again around my family so I tried to comfort her.

I knew Esme would recognize Bella between all the gossip Alice had been spreading and what I had told her about my feelings for her.

She'd known as soon as she heard I had a girl staying at my house that it was something more serious than just looking out for a girl I'd met. My Mah knew me way better than that line I'd been giving everyone else. So I told her the truth- I cared about this girl more than she knew and I wanted to treat her right and keep her by my side for a long time to come.

As her usual friendly manner went Esme hugged the crap out of Bella leaving her a little stunned. I let it slip that I'd planned to keep her around for a long time when I told her that she'd have plenty of time to hang out with Bella if I got my way…which was keeping her around with me as my girl. Fuck that had a nice ring to it.

At dinner my Mah spilled the beans about me telling her my plans for bringing Bella to dinner. Bella gave me a look like I was totally busted, but she didn't seem pissed. I wanted to reach out and fucking kiss her so bad when she gave me that look, but I thought better of it.

When the doorbell rang I was totally lost in my thoughts about showering with Bella and taking her in the library upstairs.

My thoughts of bending her over the leather bound couch were quickly flushed out as I heard Carlisle's voice echoing down the hallway.

I was fucking pissed. How dare he?

I knew that at dinner at my mother's house of all places he was here as my uncle and the mob boss that he was, but I could only treat him as my uncle. That son-of-a-bitch. I was pissed because even though I couldn't talk to him like he was my boss, I knew he was thinking like my boss and not my uncle.

He was here to find out more about Bella for sure.

My mother couldn't have been more excited to see her brother and his wife walk in to the dining room.

She had no clue how dangerous he really could be now that I had Bella.

"Look who came to join us! Carlisle, Elizabeth, have you met Bella?"

Carlisle was smiling like he'd just swallowed a damn canary as Bella's eyes got huge. She knew who he was. He'd been in the alley that night that I'd found her.

Luckily, he'd not seen her and the guys hadn't recognized her after seeing her for a second time at the bar.

I reached under the table and grabbed Bella's clammy hand. I gently rubbed circles around her now healed palms to try and sooth her.

Elizabeth being the kind woman she is walked around to where Bella and I were sitting and dove in to hug her. Bella stood up to greet her as if she wasn't nervous at all. In that moment, I was so fucking proud of her.

"Bella, it's so nice to meet you! You really are a beautiful girl! We've heard so much about you!" Elizabeth sounded a little too excited to meet her but I knew it was her way of being nice to a girl sitting in my mother's house.

Carlisle was next to meet Bella. He was standing behind Elizabeth waiting for his turn to hug Bella. I knew he wanted to find out more about her. I just didn't know how he was going to ask her about what she knew and who she was related to and that left me very nervous.

"Bella, it's a pleasure to meet you again. You still look as beautiful as the night I met you at the club."

Fuck, they had met before. In my mild panic I'd forgotten about the club incident.

I could tell Bella was nervous but handling it. "It's nice to see you too again, sir. And to meet you Mrs. …."

"Please, call me Elizabeth." Bella nodded and repeated her name.

Esme grabbed two more settings and had them laid out by the time the awkward greeting was done. Carlisle was sitting down two seats from us across the table.

After they'd gotten some food the questions started that I'd been dreading. No one seem to notice the inquisition coming, though, as everyone was caught up in their own little discussions.

"So Bella, we didn't get a chance to talk at the club when I met you. Tell me, are you from around this area?"

Come to think of it, I'd wanted to know that very thing myself but not thought of the right time to ask. Maybe the questioning wouldn't be so bad.

Bella swallowed hard and nodded slightly.

"I grew up about three hours north of here in a small town. After the main plant shut down, though, the town pretty much shut down also."

Carlisle nodded. He was deep in evil conspiring thought. I knew the question was coming next, because if I were him, I'd be asking it too.

"What do your parents do? Did they work in the plant or did they do something else?"

Emmett finally noticed that Carlisle was asking questions that Bella wouldn't want to answer. Bella seemed to notice his attention peak and then my attention peak as we waited for her to answer. I wanted so damn badly to bail her out of the question but I knew it would look too fucking obvious.

Bella swallowed hard and answered like a champ.

"Uh, no, my father was the Chief of Police there. My mother didn't work." She was being honest with him, that's more than I could say for myself if I'd been in her place.

Carlisle seemed falsely impressed.

"The Chief of Police? That's impressive. Tell me, do you visit him often now that the town isn't doing so well?"

Bella shook her head 'no' and continued to navigate her way through the questioning. I was beginning to get a little more than pissed off that Carlisle wouldn't let up.

"Where do you live, Bella? In town?" Elizabeth cut in as if right on cue. I swear if she wasn't obsessed with shopping more than she was knowing about her husband's work I'd think that shit was scripted.

And equally as if right on cue, thunder broke out and Emmett started laughing.

"I fuckin' told you it was gonna rain. Your bike's getting soaked!" Emmett pointed to the driveway through the windows and kept chuckling. My brand new bike was getting soaked.

"Emmett, language!" Esme was busy yelling at Emmett to watch his mouth as I dropped my fork and bolted for the front door.

"Edward, dear, I'll open the garage for you!" I heard my Mah yell after me as I started to wheel my bike towards the garage. I should have fucking parked it there in the first place.

When I got into the garage Carlisle was standing there waiting on me with a huge smile on his face.

"Is that the new Ducati 1198s? It's beautiful." Carlisle's voice seemed flat and only somewhat impressed by my fuckawesome bike.

"Yeah, I got her in a few weeks ago." He'd successfully distracted me from his interrogation of Bella but it only lasted a few seconds. "Listen, Carlisle, back off Bella. She's going through a rough time and your questions aren't helping."

He threw his hands up in false retreat. "I was just curious to know more about the dear girl."

I nodded. I knew the shit he was trying to pull.

"Yeah, well, any questions you have about her, just ask me. I can answer 'em all for you."

He nodded and walked back in to see what my mother needed as she called out for him.

I followed after him making sure my bike was alright. Bella wasn't in the dining room with Emmett and Rose. When I stopped at the door to see her empty chair Rose stood up and walked quietly towards me.

"I think you should go check on her, she's in the restroom." Her tone was serious enough to make me concerned that something was really wrong. What had Carlisle said to her while I was putting my bike up?

I walked quietly towards the door only to hear her sniffling on the other side. I knocked softly.

"Bella, can you open the door? It's Edward."

I heard her shuffle and run the sink before she unlocked the door. Her eyes were bright red and I could tell she'd been crying. Without thinking about it, I pushed my way into the bathroom and shut the door. I grabbed her and hugged her tightly to me only to feel her crying again.

I kissed the top of her head and tried to find the right words to comfort her but curiosity got the best of me.

"Baby, why are you crying, what did he say to you when I left?"

She wouldn't answer me at first and I figured it might be best to just let her cry it out. After a few minutes I asked her again.

"I panicked Edward, I'm sorry. When Elizabeth asked me where I was living and I couldn't answer them because I didn't want it to sound like you were letting me stay with you or that I was homeless I didn't know what to do. Carlisle asked me why I wasn't still living at home and I couldn't tell him it was because of how I'd been treated. I just excused myself from the table and came in here. And I know it was rude but I didn't know what else to do. I'm so sorry I was rude to your family!"

She was obviously panicked. I kissed the top of her head a few more times and ran my hands through her hair to try and sooth her.

"Baby, you weren't rude to my family. They're really impressed by you. And don't worry about what Elizabeth and Carlisle think about where you live- I'm sure they'll ask Esme and she'll tell them the same thing I told her."

I knew that curiosity would get the best of her then and she'd look up at me.

"What did you tell her?"

I couldn't help but smile. I was so happy we'd been able to talk and get to know each other better before this moment. Otherwise, I would have looked like a complete prick.

"That I asked you to live with me because I don't want to let you go. That you're special to me."

Bella smiled slightly and blushed. She buried her head back into my chest and I knew something else was bothering her but I didn't want to push it.

There was a small knock at the door and I figured it was my Mah. I was right.

"Edward, Bella, it's raining pretty hard. You two may stay here tonight or you can take one of the cars home instead of the bike, dear."

She sounded genuinely worried about us and I loved her for it. My mother was the best.

"You ready to go home?" I asked Bella as quietly as I could. I didn't want her to feel obligated to answer me because my mother was standing outside of the bathroom door waiting on a response from me.

She nodded and wiped her eyes once more.

I opened the door and walked Bella out behind me. Esme gave us a concerned look and smiled weakly. She knew something was up but didn't want to push it.

"We're gonna borrow one of the cars. Thank you for the offer." She nodded her 'anytime' nod and stepped towards Bella.

"It was lovely to meet you dear. I look forward to seeing you again soon."

She leaned in and hugged her and whispered something to her that I didn't understand. Bella nodded and hugged her back.

Mah led us back towards the garage and opened up the key holder box.

"Take whichever one you'd like. Your father just had them serviced so they've all got new tires and all of that."

Bella looked around and made the same face she'd had in the garage by my cars only this time the cars were all uncovered because my parents drove them all in regular rotation.

"We'll take the BMW750." Esme nodded and handed me the keys. I walked a still very shaken up Bella to the passenger side door and seated her in the car. She looked like she fit so fucking perfect in that car, hell in my world, that you'd never know where she came from- where I'd found her.

I kissed my mother goodnight and climbed into the driver's side. Damn my mother had good taste in cars.

I looked over at Bella who was wringing her hands and staring at them. I reached over and grabbed her left one and pulled it towards me to kiss it. Bella looked up at me with wide eyes and watched as I gently kissed her hand from the palm to her knuckles.

"Lemmie take you home, sweetheart."