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Song Rec: No Matter What by Papa Roach

"I don't understand how you did all this." I make a dramatic sweeping motion around the room.

He chuckles, pulling me impossibly closer to him. We haven't gone two seconds without touching since he told me he loves me.

He loves me. God it feels so good to say that.

"We started right after you told me about your dream of opening up a place. About why you wanted this so bad, and why you were afraid." His fingers run gently along my arm, I doubt he even realizes he's doing it. I do though, and his touch has me grinning like an idiot.

"Why though?"

"Because you deserve it. Because... I knew then that you were… well, you know."

I quirk an eyebrow at him. "I was what?"

He blushes and smiles whimsically. "The one."

"The one?"

"The one." he nods, breaking eye contact to stare around the room, taking whole place in; much like I've been doing. I must have lovingly ran my hand along every inch of this place at least seventeen times. "The one that will own my heart for the rest of my life."

Could this man be any more perfect? "You're my one too." I assure him, reveling in the fact that I can say it. Out loud, not just in my head. "God when you said... When you told me you loved someone, I just... I'd never felt so-"

"I know what you mean." he kisses my head.

What did I ever do to deserve him?

"Don't ever make me feel like that again." I tell him seriously, giving him my best glare. "And what do you mean 'we'?"

"Huh?"

"You said 'we' started as soon as I told you I wanted my own bakery. Who's 'we'?"

"Well, myself of course. Rose and Emmet. My parents. Alice, Jasper, Angela and Ben. And... Marie." he chuckles. "Sue too."

What the? "Angela... And Marie?" I ask incredulously. "They all helped?" he nods. Wait a minute- his parents? And then it clicks. "That woman I met here yesterday... With the brown hair- Was that your mom?"

His brows furrows, a look of confusion washing over his face. "You met her? She didn't say anything."

"She said she was working on the interior with her niece. I assume she meant Alice." he nods again. I smile, "What did Ang and Ben do?" Ang has some 'splaining to do. She let me wallow this whole time while she knew what he was doing?

"They helped with a lot of the painting and floors. Angela knew a lot about how you wanted it to look too, which helped immensely. I only asked for her help a few days ago; don't be angry at her."

"I think I'm still in shock." I tell him honestly, and he laughs. "But really Edward, I can't just take this... It's too much."

"Not really. I think we all had a few selfish reasons for doing this. My parents knew… how I feel about you- and they just want me to be happy. They knew helping you would make me happy." He grins. "I'm pretty sure Angela and Alice expect jobs here. And I... I expect a date."

I love you. "So," I tease, "You did all this for a date, huh." I playfully bump his shoulder as he blushes.

Have I mentioned how much I love this man?

"Yes," He whispers, leaning down for a kiss. "See? I'm no good at this girl stuff. I really do need help."

"No," I shake my head and look around us, amazed, and wondering exactly when I'm going to wake up from this dream. "I think you know exactly what you're doing."

"If you want to make any changes though-" I place a finger over his lips, stopping him.

"Everything's perfect the way it is." I disentangle myself from him and walk over to the painting he did of Gran and I. "She would've loved it. Everything about it." Fuck, here comes the waterworks. "I can never thank you enough for this." I scrub at my eyes, embarrassed to be crying again.

"Just love me. That's enough." I throw my hands around his neck, pulling him down for another kiss. Our lips meet heatedly, already swollen from our previous lip-locking sessions. I swear, each one gets better and better.

I'll never get enough of kissing Edward. Not as long as I live.

"Can I even afford this?" I ask skeptically, after catching my breath. "Because that's where I draw the line. I'm paying my own rent."

He rubs the back of his neck. "Well you'll have to hash that out with Carlisle."

"Carlisle?"

"Yeah, he bought this whole block of empty shops a few years back. He was going to put a small family practitioner's office in, but the permit fell through. That's why Rose and Em have a shop here; dad owns it."

Huh. My lips purse in thought, "Well I'm paying rent." I insist, not sure what else to say.

He holds up his hands in surrender. "Like I said. That's between you and Carlisle."

I think for a moment, my mind still not caught up with everything that's happened around me. How did Angela and Ben manage all this without me knowing? And Rose, even Em?

That's what Marie was talking about the night of Carlisle's ball… they went out picking ovens the next day. Ovens for… me. My shop.

"Oh my god." My hand flies to my heart, "I need to thank everyone for what they've done. I-"

"Relax," he sooths; playing with my fingers, a content smile on his face. "I've been instructed to have you here at five o'clock sharp. And you are instructed to make a celebratory dessert." He chuckles when he notices my staring. "What?"

I shake my head. I'm so in love with you it's almost disgusting. Almost. "Nothing."

"Come here, there's one more thing I want to show you." he grabs my hand and I lace our fingers together. He brings us back outside and around to the rear of the building. There's a set of stairs leading up to a patio above the shop.

"It's an older building." He tells me. "All of the shops on this street have two floors." he explains and hands me a key ring with two keys on it. And a plastic coffee-bean keychain.

"This key is to the shop," he points to the pink one, "And this one..." he trails off as we ascend the stairs. He sticks the other silver key into the lock and twists, letting me through the door.

The inside room is bare. No furniture, no floors, but you can just see the potential. It's a little bit bigger than my apartment, with a small kitchen and...

The size of my apartment.

I look back at him over my shoulder. "It's an apartment?"

He shrugs, looking sheepish. "It's whatever you want. It's yours. Emmett turned his into a man-cave." He chuckles and shakes his head. "I thought maybe you could turn it into an apartment, or something. Get out of your place. I know it's not much but…" he trails off, still nervously wringing his hands.

Not much? Not much? Is he crazy?

It's fucking perfect! I would abso-freaking-lutely love to get out of my apartment.

"I love it." I throw my arms around his neck. "This is amazing… everything about this place is perfect."

He blushes, nuzzling his nose into my neck. "I would've renovated it, but I thought maybe you'd want to pick out your own colors and stuff. I wasn't quite sure what you'd like."

I glance up at him shyly. "Will you help me?"

"Like you have to ask." he rolls his eyes playfully bending down to kisses me, his lips soft yet demanding on my own. "I love you."

I grin like the lovesick fool that I am. "You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that. Edward, you've given me… everything."

"As have you."

He continues on with the tour, showing me two empty bedrooms and a full bathroom; along with a laundry room- complete with a washing machine that looks like something straight from nineteen-oh-two- and spare closet. And the kitchen. I can't see that getting much use though, seeing as I can't tell a stove from a microwave.

I'm kidding. Maybe.

I'm a baker; what do you want from me?

He stops us at the bay window overlooking the forest back behind the buildings. No, not a forest; It's more like a meadow. "The only drawback of living up here is that you won't have a backyard." Edward muses, bringing me out of my thoughts.

I eye him warily. "Edward, are you one some drug I'm not aware of?"

"What?"

"You keep saying how this place isn't much, and now you're telling me there's no backyard?" I motion to the meadow beyond the window. "What do you call that?"

"I just want you to have the best." He confides, pulling me closer into his side. "Everything you could ever want."

"But what you don't understand is that I already have everything I'll ever want. I can sum it up in one word, if that'll help you understand." God, I can't believe I'm about to be so corny.

He eyes me, a smirk on his lips. "And what word would sum it up, Bella?"

I grin; "Edward."

Wow Bella; that was pretty corny. LOL

We're nearing the home-stretch, you guys. Another chap tomorrow, another sometime this week, and hopefully- fingers crossed- an epilogue up by Sunday… It all depends on my work schedule, and how soon I'm able to write it out.

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