An update on a Saturday? No way...

Once we hit the door I smacked him in the arm.

"Why did you do that!? God!"

I was upset because I didn't know if my privacy would be compromised or not. Now that I was probably going to be in the paper, I was scared of what that would entail.

"Do what, Bella? Tell the local paper that you're my girlfriend? That I'm committed to you? Why are you upset about that?" he chuckled.

"You told them my name! All of Seattle will know tomorrow morning! I can't believe you."

I handed the valet my ticket for Edward's car.

"You act like that's a bad thing!" he said and shoved his hands in his pockets.

We got in the car and I made Edward drive. It was his car after all.

"Talk to me, baby."

I shook my head no, and continued to stare out the window in silence.

Edward kept looking over at me and sighing, and it was getting on my nerves.

"Fine, Bella."

We pulled into the parking garage located under my building when he finally spoke.

"Your spot is number 20."

I rolled my eyes." Ugh. I'm not taking the car, Edward."

"You are."

"No."

"Well I'm not taking it with me, so I guess it will just sit here and not be driven."

"Guess so."

I got out of the car and headed toward the elevators. While I waited and tapped my foot against the concrete, Edward took my hand gently and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Bella, it was going to happen sooner or later. You knew that. Please tell me you're not going to stay upset with me. I really don't like it." He kissed my shoulder and then my neck. Damn you, Cullen.

"Edward, you make it almost impossible to stay mad at you. There was just no warning…I just…I don't know how I feel about it yet. I'm apprehensive."

Edward put his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

"This is why you should come to New York."

"You know I can't right now."

"I know. I just don't want you here alone…I'm not comfortable with you being alone."

I laughed as we entered the elevator, "I'm not going to be alone, Edward. I have friends here, my father is only a short drive away, and I can take care of myself."

He was not laughing as the elevator doors opened.

"Yeah, you're right. You can always stay with Emmett and Rosalie to ease my mind. They'll be here for a bit before they go off to California."

I unlocked the door to the loft and let Edward in.

"Edward, you are being ridiculous. I'll be fine."

"If you aren't for any reason, I'm on the first plane out. Are we clear?"

"Are we clear?" I replied in my best Edward impersonation.

"Are you mocking me, Isabella?!" he asked and tickled me.

"Are you mocking me, Isabella?"

He chuckled and I squealed as he threw me over his shoulder.

"You know what happens to disobedient girls, Miss Swan? " he asked and spanked my ass as he headed toward the bedroom.

"What's that Mr. Cullen?" I asked and ticked his ribs while I hung upside down. He jerked and laughed and set me down on my feet gently.

"They get kissed."

Edward pulled me to his chest and kissed me deeply. He always tasted so damn good. We kissed slowly and passionately, and I began to panic as I knew there wouldn't be many of these moments left with him for awhile.

He began to take the pins out of my hair and throw them on the side table.

"I love your hair down, baby," he said and ran his hands through it.

"I just love your hair," I replied and ran my hands through his.

"Is that right?" he asked and smiled down at me.

"Yes, that's right. Now take off you clothes, Mr. Cullen."

"I want you to do it for me, lover."

"I'll do anything for you Edward."

My voice took on a serious tone when I told him this. In the short time I had known Edward, he had me totally head over heels for him. I love him. My eyes widened at the thought. But I do. I freaking love him. I couldn't help it. I had never head feelings like this for someone. I never thought that I would feel so strongly that I would suffocate at just the thought of them not being near me. It had to be love.

He kissed my forehead and whispered, "and I for you."

I undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off his shoulders. He stood before me topless and kissed my fingers lovingly. I let my hands explore his chest and abdomen before I undid his pants and let them drop to the floor along with his boxer briefs. I was going to miss seeing this every day. I had never been with a man with a body or a soul as beautiful as Edward's.

"Turn around beautiful."

I shivered when I felt his hands lightly slide up and down my shoulders and arms, across my chest and down to the zipper on my dress. He let it fall to the floor and made quick work of my undergarments.

"You're a goddess. My sweet goddess," he whispered.

I faced him, looked into his beautiful green eyes, and placed my hand on his chest.

I gave him a kiss right over his heart.

"Do you feel that?" he asked and held my hand on his chest. His heart was beating a mile a minute.

I shook my head yes.

"That's what you do to me every time I'm with you."

I took his hand and placed it on my chest, letting him feel my heart.

"What do you think you do to me, Edward?"

"I need you so much, Bella. More than you know. More than I'd care to admit to myself. "

I kissed his mouth sweetly, "Edward, I'm yours. You already have all of me."

Please understand what I'm trying to say. Please don't run for the hills screaming.

"Do you know how good that makes me feel to hear you say that? Just to know…"

I kissed him then. I didn't know what he was going to say next, but I needed to keep my mouth occupied before I said those three little words.

He walked forward, causing me to fall onto the bed. He settled himself on top of me, never taking his lips off of mine. We kissed for what seemed like forever, until I had to breathe. He kissed my collar bone up to my neck and lapped at the spot behind my ear. I moaned loudly and my back involuntarily arched off the bed while he did so. He reached down and hitched my leg over his hip.

I felt him pressed up against me, but he didn't move. Instead, he wrapped his arms around me, looked into my eyes and sighed.

"I am going to miss you so much, Bella. What am I going to do without you? " The emotion and pain I could see in his eyes was too much. I began to cry. I slowly kissed his cheeks and his forehead, and his lips.

I felt him shudder above me, and when I looked at his face which he was trying to hide, he had a tear on his cheek as well. I had never seen any of my boyfriends cry for me. Ever. And I would sure never mention that I'd seen it.

He sniffled bit his lip, kissed my collar bone, and rested his head on my chest. When he finally looked at me , no more tears were present. He propped himself up on his elbows and stroked my face with the back of his fingers as our eyes locked.

"I need to tell you something."

"You can tell me anything."

"I know. I just don't want you to run..."

Curious. I was thinking the same thing just mere minutes ago. Shit, what was he going to say? Tell me he had an illegitimate child? Maybe incurable disease? Did he cheat on me? Double shit.

"Tell me, Edward."

"Promise me you won't laugh or run away. This is really hard for me."

"Baby, I promise. I'm not going to laugh at you."

"Or run away."

"Or run away. Out with it, sweetheart."

His voice was barely a whisper. "I'm in love with you."

I was not expecting that, so my first reaction was not good.

I laughed out loud.

I was so relieved and my heart soared. He had made it sound like he had some horrible news or something.

His brows furrowed at my reaction. "You promised."

He tried getting up from the bed, but I clung to him like my life depended on it .

"No no no! I'm sorry! I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing because I'm so happy and so relieved! God, Edward, I thought you were going to tell me you only had six months to live or something. You're so morose sometimes," I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him. He hugged me back, only a little.

Bella Swan, you fucking ingrate! You didn't say it back!

"Look at me." When I looked into his eyes, he looked so disappointed. How could he ever think I didn't love him back? I felt tears begin to spill over my eyes once more. I cupped his face in my hands.

"Edward," I whimpered, "I love you, too. So much it scares me. "

He searched my eyes as I sniffled. I saw a slow smile spread across his face, and before I knew it he hugged me so hard I could hardly breathe. I didn't complain.

"Are we crazy? I mean, does this even make sense?" he whispered.

I smiled," Yes and no. We barely know each other."

"I know we don't know some…things...about each other, but I want to know everything there is to know. I love you, Bella," he whispered.

"I love you too."

I kissed him hard and with wanting , tasting my own tears . Edward pulled away from me and wiped my tears away.

" Shhh...Bella. No more crying. Let me make you feel good. Tell me what you want. "

"You. Make love to me," I whispered.

He positioned himself above me and slid into me slowly. We both moaned when he was fully inside.

"Oh, Edward..." I sighed. He moved slowly, hitting the spot deep inside me with every thrust.

"Baby, you feel so good, I'll never get enough of you," he whispered and picked up his pace. I could feel my muscles beginning to clench. I didn't want to come yet. I wanted to wait for him. I wrapped my other leg around his waist and bit my lip, concentrating on his face while he thrust in and out of me.

"Let go," he whispered and kissed me.

I cried out against his lips, "Ahhh...Ahhh...Edward!" The warm floating feeling washed over me as I gasped for air. My orgasm triggered his, and he cried out and buried his face in my neck.

His movements slowed and finally came to a stop. He collapsed onto his side, taking deep breaths in and out, cursing and telling me how great I was.

I stared at him for a moment in disbelief.

Edward Cullen, famous real estate heir, my boyfriend, my lover, admitted to me that he loves me. And I love him. I was so high on the idea, I couldn't help but smile. I grabbed his hand and kissed it, and he groaned.

"Ow."

"Oh your hand! I'm so sorry."

"I'll be fine."

"I'll get you some ice." I hopped up and threw on my robe and went into the freezer to gather some ice into a dishcloth. My stomach grumbled as I spied the freezer burned pint of Ben & Jerry's sitting off to the side. I was hungry as hell. I grabbed a bottle of water and two advil from my medicine cabinet and skipped back into the bedroom.

I studied his hand while he took the pills. It was red and swollen. I guess he punched James harder than I thought. I placed the ice on top of his hand and he winced.

"Edward you need to have this looked at."

"It's fine. It's not broken. I can move it, see?" He flexed his wrist and moved his fingers. Ugh. Men. I rolled my eyes and gave him a kiss.

"Are you tired?" I asked him and pulled back the covers on my bed.

"Nope. I'm starving."

I laughed. "I was thinking the same thing. What are you in the mood for? I have stuff for pancakes, I can whip up some spaghetti, and I think I have some pork chops in the freezer. Oh, and plenty of produce from the market."

He stared at me wide eyed.

"What?"

"You cook?"

I laughed. "Yes. Not usually if it's just me, but I can cook, Edward. I'm not too bad at it either."

"Seriously? I didn't think you could because you seem to have a hard time feeding yourself," he joked and kissed my cheek.

" It just hasn't come up, you know with all the take-out and room service. And not to mention the fancy dinners."

"That's true. Well, I'll have whatever you're having. Get in there and make me some dinner, woman!" He smacked me on the ass and kissed me again.

I got a bit carried away in the kitchen. I decided on pancakes, eggs and bacon. Who doesn't love breakfast for dinner? Edward moaned after every bite. He said I made the fluffiest pancakes he had ever had, and that he wanted me to cook for him more. I think he was just trying to be nice.

Edward had no trouble falling asleep once we cleaned up and put everything away. I, on the other hand, got no sleep. I was just too busy trying to deal with my emotions.

We had both admitted how we felt about each other, and meeting him had been the best thing to ever happen to me. But I wouldn't see him for a long time, and I hoped I would stay on his mind while he was away; I didn't want him to forget about me. I would also miss Alice. She and I had become close, and I could tell we were on our way to becoming best friends. The only thing holding me here was Angela and my father.

I knew Angela would follow Ben to the ends of the earth and encourage me to go, and I never saw too much of my father. Last time we spoke on the phone he told me he had been dating, which was a pleasant surprise. I told him all about Edward, and of course Charlie had never heard of him. He would hate it if I moved, but I really had to consider New York seriously.

My lease wasn't up for another year, but there was an option to break it at any time. I would just have to pay the consequences. As I was making a mental checklist of my apartment and of the things I could take with me and the things I could leave behind, it's like Edward knew. He held me even tighter to him and sighed while I was thinking about it.

By the time the sun came pouring through the windows of my loft, I had made up my mind. I was going to accept Alice's offer of a room and a job and leave for New York in a month. All I had to do was tie up some loose ends, and give Eric enough notice for a replacement.

I couldn't wait to tell Edward, who was still in a deep sleep wrapped around me. I pried his arms from around me slowly, mindful of his hand, and quickly replaced my body with a pillow. He stirred a bit, but didn't wake.

I knew exactly how I was going to break the good news. I tied by hair up, threw on some yoga pants and a hoodie and tried to be quiet as I could as I tip-toed around the loft. I left a note for Edward so he wouldn't worry, and I shut the door almost silently behind me.

I almost skipped to the bakery, I was so happy. When I got there I was the only customer in the place because of the early hour. There was a young girl behind the counter reading a newspaper and drinking a large coffee. She acted like I had interrupted her when I ordered half a dozen chocolate glazed donuts and two large coffees.

"That'll be ten fifty."

She took my credit card and a man brought my order to the front. The girl almost gave me a heart attack when she gasped loudly. She looked down at the paper on the counter and back to me again.

"You're the girl from the paper!"

Oh, no.

"No. That's not me."

She looked at my credit card and looked back at me.

"So you're telling me there is more than one Isabella Swan in Seattle?"

"Yep."

She chuckled and swiped the card, "Wow, I can't believe you're in our shop! Just wow!"

I didn't know what to say or do. I snatched my order and turned to head toward the door.

"Wait! Can I have your autograph? You are so lucky to be with Edward Cullen. My friends and I think he's just the greatest."

"I'm not her; I think you have the wrong person."

"Ok, well, see ya soon, Isabella. Your boyfriend is the hottest man alive!" she called as I pushed through the door.

I had to get my paper, and fast.

When I walked back into the loft, Edward was seated at the kitchen island, reading said paper with his phone in his hand. His head shot up when I came bursting through the door. I set everything down in front of him, eager to see what that reporter wrote about me.

"Morning sweetie. What does it say? " I asked and snatched the newspaper from him.

"Alice just called. We made the front page," he said and smiled. I rolled my eyes. Great.

"Do I even want to know?"

"There's nothing bad in the article at all. You should be pleased."

"I'm not pleased that I've already been recognized, Edward. Apparently, you are just 'the greatest' and 'the hottest man alive' according to a teenager down the street."

He began to laugh. "I'm sorry, baby."

"It's not that I disagree with her, but she asked for my autograph. I mean, who does that!"

"It happens," he replied and sipped his coffee.

I read the article in the paper over quickly, my name just a blurb at the end with a picture.

The biggest surprise of the night was Edward Cullen's admission to finally being committed. When asked about the mystery woman he was holding hands with the entire night, he replied,"Her name is Isabella Swan. She's my girlfriend." Not much is known about Isabella, but I'm sure the world would like to get to know her.

"It doesn't say anything about the fight?"

"Nope. I'm sure the press was paid to be kept quiet about that."

Figures. Without the fight, that article wasn't so bad after all.

Edward pulled me to him so I was sitting in his lap and he kissed my hair. "What's in the box, Isabella?"

"Hmmm. I may have picked up something for you."

I opened the box and revealed the six perfectly shaped large chocolate glazed donuts.

"Oh, baby. Thank you. Alice only let's me have one. But you...you spoil me, my love."

I got up and pushed the box toward him, and he dug into those things like he'd never eaten before.

"Edward, I have something to tell you."

He paused mid-chew.

"I'm going to move to New York."

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