Beta'd by the Wonderful Sunflower Fran I call her my white mother. Any mistakes left well you know it's all me!

Chapter 9

Tyler

The phone goes dead …

Who the fuck was he?

I grab my keys and rush out the door.

Jumping into a cab, I give the driver Bella's address. Whoever this Edward is, he is in for a rude fucking awakening. –As for Bella, I may forgive her lack for her lack of judgment since he obviously tricked her. I know she didn't mean what she said in May and I decided to give her some time to think about her decision. I wanted her to come back on her own, but if she doesn't then I have to make her.

After all, she is mine.

The cab arrives at Bella's and I stand across from her apartment watching people come and go. I stand in the shadow by a dumpster waiting for hours. A cab pulls up with a couple inside kissing and practically clawing each other in the backseat. The woman pulls away tilting her head back so the man can kiss her neck, her lips are parted as if she has never enjoyed such pleasure.

It's Bella.

The thing is, it's a Bella I've never seen. A Bella so enraptured by the passion she doesn't even recognize the cab has stopped, and that the driver is barking at them. Finally, they exit the cab hand in hand. They kiss on the sidewalk and my heart stops; wishing that it was me instead of him.

It's not me, and it never was. I think I see that now.

My eyes lock with his and he's staring as if he knows who I am. I walk away pretending that I was not just stalking them like the unstable person I am.

Edward

I ease out of the bed trying not to wake Bella. I gave it to her so good she passed out. Honestly, I would be knocked out with her because she's my match in every single way, but I had to double check what I thought I saw outside. I creep over to the window opening the blind to look across the street.

No one is there.

Some fucking dude was staring at us earlier and I'll bet my last dollar it was Tyler. I glance around the street not seeing anyone. I'm jumpy and on edge, and I'll be damn if I leave her alone in this apartment one more day.

Bella doesn't think Tyler is a threat to her or me. I beg to fucking differ. If a girl ended it with me three months ago, I would've moved on the next day. This Tyler is stuck and obsessed, and that's a problem.

My problem.

After doing another eye sweep of the street, I turn around to join Bella in bed. Holding her close to me, my lips linger on her head. God, I love this woman with everything in me and I will protect her.

The smell of bacon floats through the apartment, waking me. I turn over to find Bella busing around the small kitchen. She is sexy as hell in her tiny boy shorts and tank top standing there barefooted, flipping the bacon barefoot. The only thing missing is a pregnant belly and the scene would be perfect.

Shit.

Did I really just think that?

I sit up putting my head in my hands.

Fuck! I'm so whipped, I'm thinking about kids. I sit on the bed waiting for the panic to kick in.

I breathe in and out.

Waiting.

Nothing happens.

No panic.

No second thoughts.

I want kids and forever with Bella.

I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her waist, kissing her neck.

"Good morning, Asshole." She rubs her delectable ass up against me causing me to grow hard.

"Morning, Brat."

I turn Bella around to face me kissing her pouty lips, morning breath be damned. She stands on her tiptoes as her fingers run through my hair. She breaks away with a sigh turning around to face the food. The smell of burnt bacon starting to fill the air.

"Shit! I hope you like your bacon extra crispy."

She gives me a shy smile as she takes it out of the the pan, and then jumps over to the eggs that seem to be getting a little brown themselves. I run my fingers through my hair and watch as she plates everything including some burnt toast.

"Umm, baby. Can you cook?" I ask eyeing the dish she sets down on the kitchen island.

"Yes, I can cook. You just distracted me." She says taking a bite of the extra crispy food.

I sit down next to her on a barstool and pick up the eggs with my fork. They're not too bad; a little hard; no seasoning but not terrible. Plus, I would eat shit if my baby made it. Well, maybe not shit.

"How is it?" Bella asks peeking up at me.

"It's good, baby. Can you pass me a bottle of water?" I clear my throat trying to will the hard eggs to go down.

Bella gets up and passes me a bottle of water from the fridge then stares at me.

"Okay, fine! I can't cook, but I keep trying and I'm getting better. I no longer burn everything." She says as she takes a bite of burnt toast.

I laugh my ass off because I had a feeling she couldn't cook worth a damn.

"That's okay, I'll teach you. I've been taking care of myself a long time."

"Well, you're old." She blows me a kiss.

"I wasn't old last night, now was I?" I blow her a kiss back causing us both to laugh.

We eat our breakfast laughing about all the things she had burned as she tried to learn the art of cooking. Once we were finish, I lead her over to the bathroom and undress her.

"Shower now." I order.

Bella raises an eyebrow at me in challenge.

"Bossy much? Asshole."

Bella turns on the shower, and then steps in letting the hot water run down her sexy ass body. I take off my boxers joining her under the spray. My arms wrap around her waist pulling her closer to me as I kiss her lips. The water runs down my shoulders while our tongues massage each other and the intimacy causes my chest to swell with love.

Taking the Dove Body Wash, I squeeze some into my hands.

"Let me wash you," I whisper against her lips.

She turns around to face the tile, her bubble ass rubbing up against my cock. I slowly begin to massage the creamy soap onto Bella's flawless skin. The smell of cocoa butter fills the shower as my hands sweep across her pert nipples.

Bella's head falls back on my shoulder her lips parted in pleasure while one of my hands travel down her flat stomach. A slippery path leads down from her breasts to the promise land where a thin strip of hair greets me. My fingers massage her clit as my other hand continues to play with her nipples.

"Edward…" Bella gasps as I slip two fingers inside her tight pussy.

Our lips find each other desperately. The water is all around us as I pleasure my woman. She arches her back and opens her legs a little wider giving me more access.

"Say it," I beg her.

I can feel her muscles grip my fingers as her orgasm approaches. I slip my fingers out of her and find her clit again, rubbing it furiously.

"Oh God!"

"Say it, Bella." I bite at her bottom lip.

My fingers squeeze her nipples while I continue to rub her clit. She comes apart at my hands.

"I love you!" She yells, and the words please me more than anything else in this world.

"I love you too, baby." I kiss her hard and she turns around in my arms.

Pressing her up against the tile I grab her by the legs and she automatically wraps them around my waist. Her hands pull at my wet hair, her lower half grinding up against my hard cock. I let out a groan of pleasure burying my head in her neck.

"Fuck, Bella, I want you, now," I tell her as I nip at her neck.

"Take me then."

I guide myself inside and we both groan at the feel of the other. Our lips meet again and we enjoy each other with the hot water steam of the shower cocooning us in our own little heaven.

~TFYR~

After our hot as fuck shower, we get dressed and on our way out to go to the Police Station and then to go down to SoHo to shop for our upcoming Labor Day weekend. A weekend where I think I'm going to ask her to move in with me. I don't give a fuck if some people think it's too soon.

It feels right to me so it must be right for us.

Before we leave the buzzer goes off, and Bella runs over to the receiver.

"Who is it?" She says into the small box on the wall.

"Bella, it's me… Tyler. May I speak to you and Edward, please?" The voice on the other end sounds nervous and unsure.

Bella turns to look at me as if asking for permission. That simple act on her parts lets me know that she really was listening to me.

"Tell him, well meet him downstairs," I tell her just to be safe.

The fact that he knows I'm here proves that he was watching us last night. That simple fact has me on edge, and I don't want to give him the invitation to come up here in case he actually intends to do something to either one of us.

Bella and I go down and find Tyler pacing back and forth on the sidewalk. I pull her behind me just in case he tries something.

Tyler is not what I was expecting at all. He's tall and lean, a real boy-next-door type with his Gap sweatshirt and skinny jeans.

"You have something to say to us?" I ask giving him my best don't fuck with me face.

He exhales and tries to look around me at Bella. "I just want to apologize Bella. I didn't mean for things to get out of hand."

"Are you saying you didn't mean to stalk my girlfriend? It was just a coincidence that I saw you standing over there last night. " I point across the street.

"What? You were here last night?" Bella asks coming to stand next to me.

I shoot her a look, but she ignores it.

"I just came over to talk to you –"

"Just to talk?" I cut him off because there's no away in hell after speaking with me he just wanted to talk.

"Yes…I mean not at first…But then I saw you two together…" He exhales loudly, "Look, I know I freaked the fuck out, but seeing you two like you were last night, made me understand that you were never mine, Bella."

"Now what? We're supposed to believe that you've seen the fucking light and no longer obsessed with my girlfriend?" I stand firm glaring at him.

"I know you don't have any reason to believe me, but I realized last night that I went too far. I'm sorry if I scared you Bella." He twists his hands nervously.

"Thanks, but you need to recognize that once someone says it's over, then it's over. I hope you're telling the truth." She stands in front of him strong and sure.

Damn I love her.

"I am. I give you my word-"

I step up close to him, our noses nearly touching. "I don't give a shit about your word. But, if I see a text, a missed call or a fucking shadow that so much as resembles you, I will beat the living shit out of you. Then drag your sorry ass to the police station for a restraining order."

I take a step back and take Bella by the hand. "We clear?"

He nods his head and then looks me in the eye. "Crystal."

Tyler walks away from us and I watch him until he turns the corner. Bella starts walking in the other direction pulling me along behind her.

"Do you really believe he'll leave me alone?" Bella asks the worry clear in her voice.

"He will if he knows what's damn good for him," I tell her kissing the top of her head.

"Oh, I love when you go all macho Asshole on me."

"Good, because I'm never changing," I tell her as we hail a cab.

~TFYR~

I stand in the corner of a small, pricey boutique in SoHo watching Bella search through the sale racks. The constant worry about Tyler that I was feeling seems to have disappeared and now all I can think about is our future.

I don't care if it is too soon; I'm going to ask her to move-in with me while we're away Labor Day Weekend.

The thought has me smiling like a loon and Bella looks at me as though I've finally lost my mind.

"What are you smiling about over there, Asshole?" Bella asks ignoring the woman on the other side of her who is staring at us.

"None ya, Brat." I wink at her.

She comes over to me holding up a few sundress she found on-sale.

"What do you think?" She asks sincerely.

"I think I prefer you naked, but if you must wear clothes those will do." I peck her lips and she scowls at me.

"Your such a helpful boyfriend, Edward." She rolls her eyes at me.

"Oh, I'm very helpful where it counts." I pinch her nipples and she lets out a yelp causing everyone in the store to look at her.

"Asshole."

"Brat."

Once Bella checks out we head over to Balthazar for some lemonade and then to Red Hook Lobster truck for lunch. Sitting in one of New York's makeshift parks, we spend our time eating and talking. It's simple things like this that make me realize that I'm actually doing the relationship thing. I want to pat myself on the back for a job well done but one look at Bella, and I know there's no way in hell I was ever going to fail.

She makes everything worthwhile.

My Love, my Brat.

A/N: I am so sorry for the wait. I have been a little depressed since I still don't have a job in Texas and I was constantly working in NY. So I'm struggling here and if I'm depressed well I can't write because it hits me like a ton of bricks b/c I got mental issues! But I love yall, like crazy and will fight this thing to get you chapters!