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Dogward/Brokenward/not a virgin anymore/Beachward/Preciousward/Insecureward/Sweetward
and Patientella
52
EPOV
Bella is so on edge about her dad coming to visit. I'm starting to regret my idea to invite him. I guess I could have flown to Seattle and met him without her, but I thought he would accept me/us more if he saw the life I was building for Bella.
"Bella, everything is fine. My parents had the guest room cleaned. We bought some of your dad's favorite beer to have for him. What else do we need?" I joke while lying back on the bed, my hands behind my head.
She stops pacing and glares at me, then continues pacing. "You don't understand. I don't want this visit to be about his approval or about me trying to justify my life, or yours."
"Come here, baby," I say opening my arms to her. She comes slowly and falls into my embrace. "I know you care about what your dad thinks, but is it going to change us? This?"
She shakes her head against my chest.
"Then just try to relax and enjoy his visit. We'll be staying at my parents', so there will be plenty of distractions. Everyone will be there for Sunday dinner to celebrate your birthday."
She nods. "I love you. Sorry I'm so crazy about this. I just... my dad has never met a guy, a boyfriend of mine before."
"I love you too. And just so you know, I like that I'm the first and only." I hug her closer and kiss her head.
~MEB~
Upon meeting Charlie Swan, I find him incredibly intimidating. His dark, watchful eyes and stoic demeanor are unnerving. Now I'm nervous and Bella is chatting at him like I've never heard her talk before. If I wasn't so stressed I'd be laughing at her word vomit. We're quite the pair.
The drive from the airport to my parents' is excruciatingly tense. I try to focus on the road as a distraction. I need the dogs or my parents as a buffer.
"Fancy." Charlie Swan mutters as we enter the gated community my parents live in.
I hear Bella sigh when I turn off the car in the driveway. I take a deep breath before exiting the car to open the door for Bella. I give her hand a squeeze when I help her out, she gives me an encouraging smile. I feel like a lamb going to slaughter. At least we're on my turf, kind of.
"So nice to meet you, Charlie," my mom greets him with a genuine smile and big hug, which only my mom can get away with. She glances at me over his shoulder, sensing my tension. "Let me show you to your room," she says before leading him away.
"Is it just me, or is he...mad?" I quietly ask Bella.
"He's not angry. It just takes him a while to warm up to people. It'll be fine," she says like she's trying to convince herself.
"We got some of the beer you like, Dad," Bella says once he's settled on the patio with my parents. "I'll get you one."
He nods, "Well, at least California has something I like." I don't know what to say to that, so I keep quiet.
When she returns with the beer, Buddy and Booboo are jumping all over Charlie, like he's a new toy.
"Down, boys," I scold them.
Charlie laughs. "They're very excitable." He pats their heads before reaching for the beer. The boys eventually settled down at his feet. Who knew the dogs would be the welcomed buffer.
After that, the conversation flows a little more freely. Charlie talks a little about his job and Mom and Dad talk about theirs. Bella encourages me to talk about the rescue and she shows her dad some of my photos which are hanging on the walls of the house. I encourage her to tell him about her upcoming book.
We take him for a walk on the sand. He asks about the fishing in the area, which is non-existent unless you go out on a boat.
Bella walks him to his room that night, she's gone longer than I expect. When she finally joins me in my room, she's quiet and distant. I just hold her and tell her how much I love her as we drift off to sleep.
I wake early the next morning to go surfing. The warm weather is fading and I want to take advantage of staying right on the beach.
When I come back from surfing, Charlie is sitting on the deck, the dogs once again at his feet.
"Looks like fun," Charlie says before I have a chance to say good morning.
"Morning, Mr. Swan, sir. Ya, the water is nice."
"Charlie," he pauses. "You can call me Charlie."
"Charlie. Would you like some coffee? It's programed to be ready at seven am."
He nods and follows me into the kitchen. I'm pouring the coffee when he clears his throat. "Look, Edward, um... Bella is my only daughter. I hate that she's moved so far away from me, near one of the most crime ridden areas in the US. I hate the danger she's been in, but I know that's not your fault. James was a problem for her for years." He shakes his head. "I should have done more about him back when I could have." He pauses again. "You seem like a good guy, from a good family. I see how much you care for her. Just give me some time. I've been able to ignore the fact that Bella's been shacking up with you. I can't avoid it, anymore, since it's right under my nose."
I nod. "I understand, Charlie. Just know I would never do anything to intentionally hurt Bella. I love her very much. We mean no disrespect with our living arrangements. But it's what both of us want."
My parents join us not long after. I help with breakfast and we're all eating under the umbrella on the deck when a freshly showered Bella joins us. We're all laughing because Buddy and Booboo are chasing each other's tails. They do it all the time; we're just used to it. Charlie, however, finds it hilarious. His laugh gets us all going. Bella seems genuinely surprised and pleased by the scene she walks into.
We give Charlie a tour of the property, the rescue and we show him the house plans. Without being boastful I try to convey to him the stability, forethought and safety with which I've entered into this venture with Bella.
He's a man of few words, but he seems impressed by what we show him. Watching Bella describe the house in detail gives me a warm fuzzy feeling inside.
When Charlie leaves on Monday, I feel like I've gotten to know him pretty well. We had a few man to man talks during his stay. I think we now have a mutual understanding. The upside to seeing him go is alone time with Bella. It's been torture being near her, sleeping with her, but not being able to touch her. We felt it was only right to abstain, especially given he voiced his displeasure of us living together. That, and one thought of gun-wielding Charlie Swan, and my dick shrivels and hides.
~MEB~
On the morning of Bella's birthday, I go way out of my comfort zone and take the initiative to wake her in a very special way. Thankfully she's wearing as much clothing as she was when she was born... nothing. Perfect.
First I give her nipples attention, with the slightest, almost imperceptible touch. Still asleep, she moans in response which spurs my advances. My fingers find their way to her heated, moist center. Once again I use the lightest of touches, as to not wake her quite yet. She squirms, rising slightly off the bed, seeking friction.
My mouth trails gentle kisses to where my hand is, my mouth taking over in that area. I start off with slow, light licks. My hands go back to her nipples, tweaking, and rolling them between my fingers.
I'm watching her face closely, she has yet to open her eyes, but her body is alert enough to seemingly be enjoying my ministrations. Her sounds so uninhibited encourage my naked length to harden against the mattress as I lay between her legs, licking and sucking her to her pleasure.
She moans, her breathing heavy, her body writhing. When I slide my fingers inside her, she tenses. My fingers move in and out, my lips latch onto her swollen clit, my other hand gives her breasts attention. Within seconds she's moaning my name and clamping down tightly around my fingers.
My cock so hard and needy against the mattress, weeps for attention. I want to be inside her, feel her. I can't get enough of her and I don't think I ever will.
When I think I can't wait any longer, she's pulling me up on top of her. "Come here," she says, her voice husky with sleep.
I go eagerly. When I slip inside her, I manage to moan out, "Happy Birthday, baby."
"Happy it is," she smiles, finally opening her bright eyes. "This is already the best birthday I've ever had and I'm barely awake."
"It's about to get even better," I comment before pulling all the way out and plunging back into her.
"Oh, god," she pants.
I bring her to orgasm before I burst inside her, unable to hold it any longer. It's just too good. She's just too good.
"I love you, Bella," I breathe, my sated body resting on top of hers.
"I love you. Thank you. That was quite a wake-up call," she giggles.
"Just for you," I smile while raising my head to look at her lovely face.
"Let's take the boys and go to the dog beach at sunset tonight for your birthday," I suggest.
"I have some running around to do, but I'll pick you up at six pm. Bring a jacket, it may get cold," I suggest after lazing in bed for a while, making her breakfast and thoroughly cleaning each other in the shower.
I make all the preparations and am at the door at six pm sharp. Flowers in hand.
She answers the door in a pretty sundress, her hair up in a loose pony tail. A light sweater in her hand. "You look beautiful, baby," I say giving her shiny lips a kiss. "Happy Birthday."
"Thank you," she answers shyly.
After a leisurely drive, we find a place to park and walk down to the sand. We play with the dogs for a few minutes at the water's edge. When they seem tired I pull her into a hug, her facing the cliffs behind us. I hear her gasp and push away from me.
"Did you? Is that?"
I nod. "Happy Birthday, Bella." I smile, leading her to a picnic with wine, cheese, bread and fruit, set up near the cliffs. The large blanket on the sand is flanked by lanterns.
She's stunned, surprised. "How did you?"
"Don't you worry yourself about it. I had some help, and when we leave tonight, that help will clean all of this up for us."
She smiles and kisses my cheek. "This is so sweet."
We sip the wine, watching the golden sun disappear over the Pacific Ocean. I take as many photos of Bella as she will allow me to, before we indulge in the food I had prepared for us.
"This is so good. I still don't know how you did all of this," she scolds.
I laugh. "I'm just glad I could surprise you. I wanted to make it special for you. A restaurant seemed too generic for you, for us. This is where we met. Where it all started." I think this is the right time, so I hand her her gift.
"Edward, you didn't need to..."
"Don't even say it. I wanted to."
She opens the card, her eyes glassy when she looks up from reading what I wrote.
"I mean every word, Bella. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. The second I laid eyes on you, I knew you were different, special. You mean everything to me." I kiss her deeply, tasting the wine on her lips. We break apart so she can open the gift.
"Oh, Edward. It's beautiful," she says holding up the Tiffany bracelet.
"I tried to find a charm for everything you mean to me, but the bracelet was too small. So I settled for the most important ones. A camera for the first day we met, a dog for Buddy and Booboo, a seashell because the beach reminds me of you, a surfboard for the day I taught you to surf, a book for your upcoming creation, a heart because you have mine, and a house for our future together."
She's smiling, touching each charm with care. "Help me put it on." Once it's secure, she holds up her wrist admiring the bracelet. "I love it, Edward. It's perfect. So special, like you," she beams at me.
"Are you ready to go home?" I ask when it begins to get chilly. "I have dessert at home, and I have a special plate I want to eat from."
She raises her eyebrows, before grabbing my hand and practically dragging me to the car.
A/N
What do you think of Charlie? Her birthday?
One more to go. It comes to an end on Friday. I'm gonna be sad.
Some of you want an epi. We will see...
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