So, this short story is dedicated to Carey Anne and the ladies who were in on my Zoom call, Clo, Aileen, Emma, Consuelo, Alyscia, Trina, Brier Lynn and Krida. It will be a drabblish story, with shorter chapters. Shorter chapters mean quicker updates! :-)
This is not mine. I don't own Twilight, but I wish I did. Sigh …
If I had to guess, we're close to the end of this one. I'm thinking we'll have a couple more real chapters and then we'll be done. We need to find out about Miss Alice. We also need to meet her ungrateful children. So, that'll be the next chapter, along with some citrusy goodness.
Chapter Seventeen
May 9th, 2020
Soft kisses, tender caresses and a sultry giggle woke Edward up. His eyes fluttered open as Bella's lips came in contact with his nipple. "Glitter," he rasped.
"I'm sorry for crashing," she whispered, trailing her mouth along his chest as she pushed down the tented sheets to reveal his hard, leaking cock. Her fingers wrapped around his length, and she languidly pumped him as she brushed her lips over his. "I need you, Edward. Love me."
"Always, Bella," he breathed, rolling her to the side and hitching her leg over his hip. The head of his cock teased her entrance. "So wet for me, baby."
"Yes," she replied, reaching between their bodies, and guiding his cock into her body. He pushed in, groaning at her wetness and heat that surrounded him. "Fuck me. I will never get tired of feeling you inside me, Edward."
"You were made for me, Bella," Edward panted, rolling his hips as he pushed deeper into her. "I love you."
"I adore you," she gasped as he thrust into her harder. "Oh, shit. Edward … like that …"
He moved, rolling so he was on her back and Bella was on top of him. She threaded her fingers with his, rotating her hips. He watched her with rapt attention. Her tits were bouncing with each shift of her body. His cock disappeared into her slick core, throbbing for release. "Fuck, Bella … you look like a goddess fucking me."
She grinned seductively, taking Edward's hands, and cupping them onto her breasts. He growled lowly as he pinched nipples while Bella leaned back for a deeper angle. Her other hand snaked down her body and she rubbed her clit. She moaned loudly, throwing her head back. "Edward, your cock. Fuck, so big!"
"Seeing my cock inside your wet, hot pussy and you rubbing your clit? I'm going to come, baby," he growled. His hands squeezed her breasts and she let out a low whimper as her pussy became wetter, leaking onto his length. "Bella …"
"I know, Edward," she moaned, staring into his hooded gaze. "God! I'm going to come!"
"With me, Bella," he pleaded. "With me. Together!"
She nodded jerkily, trying to stave off her climax. Her eyes were trained on Edward, lost in his emerald gaze as their bodies moved sinuously, creating the most delicious friction. "Edward, please. Please! I need to come. I need your cum in me."
"Fuck," Edward snarled as his cock twitched inside her, filling her with his release. "FUCK!"
She shattered around him, gasping at the power of her orgasm. She felt it from her deep inside her belly and spread throughout her entire body. She slumped against his bare chest, panting heavily. Edward's fingers danced along her back and teased her ass. She whimpered, wriggling her hips. "Tease."
"I had a taste. I want more," he chuckled, pressing a kiss to her mess of curls. "Soon, hmmm?"
"Yeah and we can have some more fun now that we're home," she smiled against his sweaty chest. "I have some toys and we can explore."
"I like the sound of that," he replied, smacking her ass. "Now, let's have a proper shower since you crashed in yours."
"Okay," she nodded and rolled off Edward's body. She got up, completely unashamed of her body, sauntering to the bathroom. Edward followed her and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. He lifted her into the shower, turning on the water and laughing when she shrieked as cold water doused them both.
Once they were clean, Bella and Edward took stock of what was in her apartment. Thanks to Emmett, the fridge was fully stocked, and they would be fine for the next two weeks. Edward also set up grocery delivery and they settled in Bella's apartment. Their clothes were loaded up in the in-unit washer and they settled in for their fourteen-day quarantine.
They spoke with Miss Alice using FaceTime and she looked so much better than the last time. Carlisle was fairly certain Miss Alice could be released by the end of the week. They also talked to Esme, who was over-the-moon that Bella and Edward were home, safe and sound.
Over the next two weeks, Bella and Edward found a routine. It was similar to their routine in Brazil, except of having their meals delivered, they took turns cooking. Edward worked on the books for Twilight Fitness. Bella did some massive editing of the footage from their trip in São Paulo. She began posting the longer videos to her YouTube channel and the outpouring of support was surreal.
About a week after they returned home, Bella and Edward sat down and filmed the conclusion of their trip. Bella also explained that she was uncertain as to what to do with her YouTube channel and blog since traveling was on hold due to the pandemic.
It was during that second week that Miss Alice was released from the hospital. She would have been released earlier, but her oxygen saturation got too low, and she needed to be put back on high-flow oxygen. However, once she was released, she was placed in Carlisle's care in Edward's condo, with supplementary oxygen, as needed, and strict orders to not push herself too hard.
After their two-week self-isolation, Bella and Edward went to Miss Alice's apartment to clean it up and check on the place. Bella was determined to pick up her mail and pay all her bills since they'd been piling up. Miss Alice did not trust automatic bill pay. So, while she was in the hospital for three weeks, her bills were sitting in her mailbox, unpaid.
While Bella paid Miss Alice's bills, Edward cleaned out her refrigerator and scrubbed down every surface in her traditionally, if not ornate, apartment. Bella walked down to the first floor and put the bills into the outgoing mailbox, joining Edward in scouring Miss Alice's home.
He picked up a picture frame from the side table. It was from the last time Miss Alice's family came to visit, about five years ago and around the time Bella had first moved into the apartment complex. "Are these Miss Alice's kids?" he asked.
Bella walked over to him and looked at the photo. She wrinkled her nose. "Yeah. She's got three of them. Her oldest is JR, or James Jasper Jr. The middle kid is Mariah and her youngest is Thomas. Mariah is a lot like Miss Alice, but she's a bit more flighty and unfocused. The last time Miss Alice spoke to her was just before Mariah went on some yoga retreat to Jaipur about four years ago. Thomas is sweet when he wants to be. However, he's also very self-centered. It's all about his job, his career, and his entitled children. JR? Now, he's a douche. He absolutely abhors me. He thinks that I'm after Miss Alice's money, but in reality, he's counting the minutes until his mother croaks."
"He wants her money, hmmm?" Edward asked, with a look of distaste on his handsome face.
"Exactly. However, Miss Alice saw how much her children don't care about her. Prior to all of this COVID business, she met with an attorney and I'm in charge of her trust and will. She also included a medical report, clearly stating that she was of sound mind and body and that I was the executor of her estate. She trusts me more than her flesh and blood," Bella explained with a heavy sigh. She sat down on the couch, scowling at the photo. "While you were out for a run, Miss Alice called me. She met with her attorney using Zoom. She changed her entire estate. Her children, who have done nothing for her since they moved away or since she got sick with COVID, are getting a set amount each, along each grandchild, but I'm getting almost everything else."
"She adores you, Bella," Edward murmured, taking her hand.
"I tried to tell her that I wasn't her family, her child," Bella shrugged. "And, I'm not."
"You said so yourself, blood does not make you family," Edward offered, taking her hand. "We busted our asses to get back here to take care of her. Where are her kids? Why aren't they here?"
"Because they're selfish, spoiled and entitled," Bella sighed. "Miss Alice constantly griped that she didn't raise her children this way, but they morphed into these uncaring assholes. It makes me question having kids. What if my children turn into that?"
Edward leaned over, kissing her temple. "We can only hope that … they won't," he whispered. However, he wanted to explore the possibility of having kids with her. "Let's finish cleaning up so we can have our daily update from Miss Alice."
Bella nodded, brushing her lips over his. "Love you, Sparkle."
"Love you, too, Glitter. Let's make this place sparkle," he quipped, pulling her up.
xx DD xx
June 20th, 2020
Today was Edward's birthday. Bella had made arrangements for a Zoom celebration with his parents, Emmett and Miss Alice. He was out, running to keep himself sane and Bella was making a birthday cake. It was cooling before she'd put on the icing. While that was happening, she was making dinner for them and texting Carlisle and Esme, reminding them of their 'date' to celebrate Edward's birthday.
Carlisle was still staying in Edward's condo with Miss Alice, but he was hopeful that she could return home in a month. Each day she was getting stronger, moving easier and not using the oxygen as much. The only time she used it was after she'd did something more intense than just walking.
As Bella was putting their dinner into the oven to cook, he walked in. His skin was pink with exertion and his shirt was soaked with sweat. "Something smells delicious, Glitter," he panted, tossing his disposable mask into the garbage. "You also look beautiful. You should wear dresses more often."
"Your birthday dinner, babe," Bella grinned, cocking her hip. She wore a multi-color short dress with a jean jacket on top. Her creamy skin was on full display, with her low-cut dress and short skirt and she felt sexy, confident. "And, it smells a lot better than you. Edward, I adore you, but you stink."
"I ran ten miles. Of course, I stink," he laughed, sucking down water from his water bottle. "I'm going to shower so you don't have to inhale my funk."
"Thank you," Bella sang. When he ducked into the bathroom, Bella pulled out the gifts for Edward. Esme and Carlisle had sent presents to Edward at Bella's apartment. Miss Alice also sent something, as well, along with Emmett. She put them on the living room table, and she lit the candles around their shared home. She also turned on the twinkle lights, making the apartment seem more magical.
Let's just say that staying inside and staring at those walls on a constant basis encouraged Bella to do some slight renovations, adding more plants, candles, and twinkle lights. Door Dash, Amazon and Wayfair were frequent visitors, delivering new things for Bella's apartment.
Edward walked out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of shorts and a button-down shirt. He was drying his too-long hair. He needed a haircut and salons were still not open. Emmett teased him that he could shave all of Edward's hair off, but Bella protested. She already put an order in for shears to cut his hair and was watching various YouTube videos to learn how to do it.
"You can almost put your hair into a ponytail," Bella teased.
"Maybe I should take up Emmett on shaving my head," Edward snickered.
"Please don't. I'll cut it. I promise to not give you a bowl cut," she smirked. The oven timer rang, and she kissed his jaw. "Have a seat in the living room. Could you start the Zoom call?"
"Sure, love," Edward nodded, walking to living room and logged into Zoom. His mother joined, followed by Emmett. He said his hellos, waving at his mother and best friend. They wished him a happy birthday, making Edward smile brightly. "It's definitely an interesting birthday. Having a celebration with a computer."
"Soon, Edward," Esme sang. "Your father said that they're performing trials on a vaccine. We could have relief as early as December. Things can start to return to normal."
"I just miss going to work and getting out of my house," Emmett sighed. "At least, when I checked on Miss Alice, I was able to leave. Then, I was diagnosed with COVID, and I was stuck inside until I got a negative test result. Even after that, I stayed inside until I went over to Bella's place to clean it out."
Carlisle joined the call with Miss Alice. Bella walked over to living room, carrying two plates with their meal. She grinned widely, seeing Miss Alice. "You look so good, Miss Alice," she gushed.
"So do you, my dear. Being in love suits you," Miss Alice breathed. "Happy birthday, Edward." Bella blushed, shaking her head, and going back into the kitchen to go get their glasses of wine.
"Thank you, Miss Alice," Edward replied.
"I also agree with her. Being in love suits both of you," Esme sang, sipping her own wine. "So, what did you make for dinner?"
"I made steaks with homemade mac and cheese with creamed spinach," Bella explained. "Edward requested it."
"She makes the best mac and cheese," Edward said, rubbing his hands together.
"She got the recipe from me. I also made the same for my amazing doctor," Miss Alice explained, squeezing Carlisle's arm. "The only difference is that we're having grilled chicken as opposed to steak."
"You're all eating so good and I'm having frozen pizza and mozzarella sticks," Emmett pouted. "Cooking for one sucks."
"I agree. I'm having some salmon, veggies and basmati rice," Esme sighed. "I understand why I'm by myself, but I miss you, Carlisle."
"Hopefully by mid-July, I'll be able to come home. Miss Alice is doing very well," Carlisle grinned. "She could be back in her apartment by July, and I'll quarantine for two more weeks, plus getting a test."
"We also got tested and we're in the clear, too," Bella said. "We went after our two-week isolation after our return from Brazil. CVS texted our results to our phones within fifteen minutes. It was also good because we swabbed ourselves. No poking our brains."
"No more talk of COVID," Miss Alice demanded. "We're here to celebrate Edward. Right?"
"You're right," Bella nodded. "Let's raise our glasses. To Edward … wishing you the happiest birthday, even during the time of COVID. I love you, baby."
"I love you, too," Edward smiled, kissing her lips, and clinking his wine glass with hers.
"Happy birthday, son. May you find happiness and joy," Carlisle exclaimed.
"To my best friend, Eddie! You are awesome and I'm so lucky that I get to work with my best friend and brother. Happy birthday, bro!" Emmett grinned, holding up a beer.
"Thank you so much," Edward responded, grinning crookedly. "Now, dig in. This food is making my mouth water."
They dug into their meals and while the enjoyed the food, everyone shared what they did during the week. Their small family did that every chance they could, to keep their brains sane. Hell, Bella even reached out to her mother to check to see how she was doing during the virus, extending an olive branch.
A branch that was promptly thrown back into her face.
Renee Dwyer screamed that Bella put her husband in jail, when in reality it was his poor choices that put him jail. Bella had nothing to do with it. Renee also proclaimed that the virus wasn't real and that it was some huge conspiracy theory. Bella shook her head, hanging up her phone and deleting her mother's contact information.
After everyone finished their meals, Edward opened up his birthday presents. From Miss Alice, Edward received a subscription to a monthly shave club. Each month, he'd get fresh razors, shave foam, after shave and other goodies to help his male grooming needs. It was all inside a canvas toiletry tote, embroidered with his initials. Emmett got his best friend some whiskey gift set. With the insanity, everyone was drinking a lot more and Emmett wanted to share his love of whiskey with Edward.
His parents gave him a gift basket of all his favorite snack foods. He eagerly tore into a bag of Moose Munch Popcorn, groaning when he inhaled the combination of caramel and chocolate popcorn. Bella's gift was probably the most poignant. She'd taken all of the photos from their trip and had them printed, along with souvenirs from Chez Louis and a digital frame that held the Instagram Reel from their trip.
"This has been an amazing birthday, despite the circumstances," Edward said thankfully after he finished the piece of funfetti birthday cake Bella made for him. "Thank you for the wonderful gifts and for spending time with us on your computers. I cannot wait until I can see you all and hug you again."
"Even me?" Emmett asked.
"Even you," Edward snickered. "But, not after a training session. You are … ugh!"
"Edward's not that much better," Bella quipped, poking his side. "He came back from a run this afternoon and my goodness …"
"I showered and put on cologne, Glitter," Edward teased, pulling Bella into his lap. "I smell much better now. Right?"
"Yes, you do," Bella giggled, kissing his cheek.
"Oh, you two are so adorable," Esme sighed, clasping her hands in front of her body. "I'm so happy right now."
"Me, too, Esme," Miss Alice tittered. "I was so afraid that Bella would be alone, but Edward is a perfect fit for my sweet girl. I love you both, but I'm tired."
"Thank you for being here, Miss Alice," Edward grinned. "Get some rest and we'll talk to you tomorrow."
Carlisle and Miss Alice waved, ending their call. Esme left next, leaving Emmett as the final person on the Zoom call. "I'm happy for you guys," he said. "Happy birthday, Edward. Love you, bro."
"Love you, too, Emmett," Edward chuckled. "I'll see you on Monday for the weekly administrative meeting for Twilight Fitness."
With a wave, Emmett ended the call, and they were alone in Bella's apartment. She leaned over, whispering that she had one more present for Edward for his birthday. She guided his hand up her skirt to her bare sex, moving to her ass where he felt a butt plug. He growled lowly, picking her up and carrying her to their bedroom where they made love. Edward slid into her pussy while he pumped the jeweled butt plug, making her squirm and scream with ecstasy.
After he'd recuperated, Edward claimed her ass and felt every inch of her body explode with pleasure. Every moment of that night was magical, and they'd made love, staking claim to one another …
All.
Night.
Long.
Happy birthday to me, Edward thought to himself as he eventually drifted off, happier than he'd ever been in his entire life.
xx DD xx
July 1st, 2020
"I'm so happy you're home," Bella breathed, helping Miss Alice sit down on her couch. Bella's eyes were twinkling, and her smile was wide behind her mask. "God, I want to hug you, but I don't want to get you sick again."
"It's good to be home," Miss Alice grinned. "I loved being able to recuperate in someplace safe and Edward, your bed was quite comfortable. I just missed being here."
"I don't blame you," Edward laughed. "However, my condo doesn't feel like home anymore. I like being here with Bella."
"Eventually, you'll have to go home, son," Carlisle said, leaning against the door jamb.
"Not for another two weeks. You still have to quarantine before going home to Mom," Edward quipped. "Hopefully, Bella isn't sick of me, yet."
"You're pretty to look at and you clean the toilets. I'll keep you," Bella teased, arching a brow at her boyfriend.
"I'm glad you have priorities, Glitter," Edward snarked back.
"Of course, Sparkle," she laughed. "Carlisle, thank you for taking care of Miss Alice. She's all I have in the world …"
"I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart," Miss Alice said, reaching over and taking Bella's hand.
"Good," Bella nodded.
"Edward, come down with me. Miss Alice has a few more bags and I need some help carrying them up," Carlisle said. Edward nodded and they left Miss Alice's apartment.
Once they were gone, Miss Alice gave Bella an impish look. "I can hear wedding bells," she sang.
"We've only been together since February, Miss Alice," Bella sighed.
"Sweet girl, if you can survive this, you are destined to be together," Miss Alice smirked. "Now, we don't have much time. How's the sex?"
Bella barked out a laugh and quickly obliged her request. She was finishing up when Carlisle and Edward came back in with Miss Alice's bags. With one more health check, Carlisle deemed Miss Alice okay to live on her own again. He gave her a warm look and left the apartment to quarantine for two weeks in Edward's condo before heading to his own home on Mercer Island.
Despite Carlisle's proclamation that Miss Alice was okay, Bella and Edward hovered, just to make sure that she didn't relapse. A week after Miss Alice came home, her attorney came over with the updated paperwork for her trust and will. Edward acted as a witness while Bella and Miss Alice signed the paperwork, effectively cutting her children out of her estate.
Karma was a bitch, and her name was Miss Alice Brandon-Whitlock.
Her children shouldn't have turned their back on their mother.
xx DD xx
July 15th, 2020
Bella was over at Miss Alice's place, making homemade biscuits and perfecting their sour dough bread. They wanted to have the full quarantine experience. So, Bella found recipes online and they were playing in Miss Alice's apartment since her kitchen was slightly bigger with more counter space.
Edward was actually at the gym, dealing with some hardware issues with their online personal training platform. After he was done with that, he was going to swing by his condo to pick up more clothes because after having a long conversation, Bella and Edward decided to move in together. With Miss Alice's precarious health, they made the choice to stay in Bella's apartment, but would look for something bigger once things became more normal. They had until January, which was when Bella's lease was up.
As Bella was putting in the biscuits into the oven, there was a sharp knock on the door. Bella looked at Miss Alice, who was wiping her hands on a paper towel. "Are you expecting a delivery?" Bella asked.
"Groceries were delivered yesterday," Miss Alice responded. "Besides, they call first, and they need to be buzzed in."
The door shook with another knock and a low male growl filled the space. "Mom, open up the fucking door!"
"Who is that?" Bella sneered. "Thomas or JR?"
"JR," Miss Alice sighed.
"I'm calling Edward," Bella said, dialing Edward. "I'll open the door and deal with your son. Tell Edward to get here since JR does not sound happy." She handed Miss Alice the phone, who pressed it to her ear. Bella rolled her shoulders, putting on her mask, walking to the door and opening it slightly. The chain was firmly in place. Bella arched a brow at the angry man darkening her neighbor's doorstep. "Can I help you?"
"Who the fuck are you and why are you in my mother's apartment?" he hissed, trying to push the door open.
"I'm Bella and I'm your mother's neighbor. I'm here making sour dough bread. It's not ready. Come back later," Bella said snarkily, moving to close the door. JR pushed his foot in between the door and the jamb, making it impossible to shut the door. "Look, you're obviously pissed off and unmasked. Your mom is recovering from COVID. She doesn't need to be exposed to it again by you."
"She probably got it from you, bitch," JR sneered.
"When she was exposed, I was out of the country," Bella explained calmly. "I flew back when I found out she was sick. I also made arrangements for her care while I was away. What did you do? Oh, yeah. Nothing. You couldn't be bothered to check on her."
"Listen, you fucking cunt," JR hissed, but he was pulled away from the door and Edward pushed him onto his knees.
"You don't talk to my girlfriend that way. You also treat your mother with some god damned respect, asshole," Edward said.
"Open the door," Miss Alice said, putting a mask over her face. "He won't hurt me, but he'll be in a world of hurt when I'm done with him." Bella grimaced, but opened the door fully. Miss Alice scuttled out of the house into the hallway where Edward was towering over JR. "Jasper James Whitlock never in my life have I ever been more ashamed of you. You are talking to someone whom I love with such disrespect. You also treat me disrespectfully and if I had to fathom a guess, you're only here because of a letter I had my attorney send to all of you."
"Mom, you're worth over twenty million and I'm only getting $50,000? While some cunt …" JR sneered.
Miss Alice's hand move quickly, like a viper strike. She slapped JR. "You will never call a woman that word, Jasper James, ever again," she seethed. "I raised you better than that."
"Yeah, you raised me, but I deserve more that $50,000. Isabella Swan is getting my money. Are you sure you're not demented or something?" JR spat.
"I'm perfectly lucid. It's why I included a doctor's report with my proof of being mentally capable of making this decision," Miss Alice explained. "You, your siblings and your children are each getting the same amount. Bella is getting the rest because she's been more my child than the three of you combined."
"She's got you fleeced," JR scoffed. "She's a scam artist."
"No, honey. That's you. You haven't worked an honest job in your life," Miss Alice sighed. "You took your father's business and buried it with scandals. You squandered our profitable family shipping business with your shady dealings. Your father, my beloved Jasper, God rest his soul, would be turning over in his grave if knew what you'd done to his legacy and how you treat me."
A couple of cops arrived, appraising the scene in front of them. "Hey, folks. Who called 911?" the older cop asked.
"I did. This man was trying to force his way into my girlfriend's neighbor's apartment," Edward explained.
"She's my mother," JR said.
"Yes, I'm your mother, but you're not welcome in my home nor in my life," Miss Alice said calmly. "Please get him out of my apartment building."
"Do you want to press charges, ma'am?" asked the cop.
"I don't want to press charges. I just want him gone," Miss Alice said, giving her son a disappointed glare. "If he returns, I'll press charges."
"I'm going to fight this, Mom" JR argued. "I'm going to get proof that this cunt is a scam artist, and your money is mine. You'll come home with me, spending the rest of your life in a lovely nursing home." From his snide comment, the nursing home that JR had in mind was anything but lovely.
"Good luck with that," Bella said under her breath.
"Come on, buddy. You heard your mother. She doesn't want you here," the younger cop said. "Myles, you got the report on this?"
"Yep. Cite that guy for trespassing and harassment," Myles retorted, giving JR a hard look.
"Got it." The younger cop harshly grabbed JR's arm and dragged him out of the hallway. JR was screaming, saying that everything was bullshit and that his mother had dementia. Myles took Bella, Miss Alice, and Edward's statement. A copy was given to Miss Alice, who put the paperwork into the binder that held her updated will and trust.
"I get COVID, and he can't be bothered. However, I send him a letter, essentially telling him that he's only getting a small portion of my estate and he gets up all in my face," Miss Alice grumbled. "You can tell where his priorities are."
"Well, no matter what, we're here for you," Edward said, reassuring her gently.
"He won't let this go," Miss Alice frowned.
"He won't, but he won't win, either. Not with us by your side. We're with you, Miss Alice," Bella argued. "Now, I think we should enjoy some of our homemade biscuits. We deserve a treat."
A/N: Yeah, JR is a tool of the most epic proportions. But, Miss Alice is back in her own home and she's healthy. I love her so much. I couldn't get rid of her.
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Up next will be some more citrusy moments and a bit of JR's wrath, but we're getting close to the end, folks. Leave me some loving! I appreciate your support!