A/N: Beta'd by the one and only... Midnight Cougar.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters... I just make them do what I want... Please don't sue.
Summary: When Edward Cullen is hired to work on heartbroken writer Isabella Swan's house, will he end up fixing a lot more than just her house?
24.
They drove on in relative silence to the grocery store. Edward talked only once to point out his dad's house to her as they passed it, telling her he knew he should get a place of his own, but it was kind of nice coming home at the end of the day to people who loved him.
Once at the store, they walked around pretty quickly; Edward putting more in the cart than Bella did. "You can't live off canned food and microwave meals alone."
"How do you think I got through college?" Bella asked with a smirk.
Despite what she said, it felt kind of nice when Edward put some apples in the cart, along with various vegetables, fresh milk, cheese, bread, and eggs. It felt like someone still cared.
"I don't know how to cook this stuff, you know," Bella warned him.
"I'll get you a cookbook," Edward replied with a grin. "So, college... where did you go?"
"Stanford," Bella replied.
"Cool. Major?"
"Literature," Bella said with a grin.
"I should have figured."
Bella laughed. "Yeah."