Hey look, I'm late again. This is why I'm not a good Fanfictioner. I'd thought I'd at least give you guys an update before I go back to school tomorrow.

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Introductions

The house was clean, the table was set and music was playing. Bella spent all the day before preparing the house for her visitors. Edward and Jacob would be arriving around five thirty and Tyler would be home at his normal time.

Bella was wringing her hands and pacing in the kitchen by the time Edward rang the doorbell. The lasagna was in the oven, and salad was waiting to be served in the refrigerator. She took a deep breath before opening the door. Why was she so nervous about the night?

Edward was in khakis and a navy dress shirt. Bella was glad he seemed to know the dress the occasion called for. She greeted him and he complimented her on the red knee length cotton dress and black cardigan ensemble she was wearing as they headed to the living room to get comfortable. They sat and talked about nothings before the door bell rang again.

Edward watched as Bella quickly walked away to answer the door. The dress she was wearing flattered her beautifully and was a wonderful contrast to her skin color. He looked around the room while he heard Bella and another man's voice in the doorway. She kept her residence well kept, and it was decorated in a way that would almost put Esme to shame. On the table next to him, there was a picture of a younger Bella, a black haired gentleman in a police uniform, and a darker skinned young man. Edward looked at it for a short moment before he heard Bella enter.

Next to her was a tall man who looked to be of Native-American decent. His hair was cut short and he had a large grin plastered onto his face. Bella introduced him as Jacob Black, her best friend. Edward could now deduce that the young man in the photograph was Isabella's husband.

"So Edward, is it?" Jacob's voice seemed to reverberate of the walls of the house. Edward nodded and lifted himself off the couch to shake his new acquaintance's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Jacob," Edward replied. He was pulled in so Jacob could drape his arm over Edward's shoulders as they walked back over toward the couch. Jake was at least four inches taller than the other.

"Please, call me Jake." Bella was surprised by this. Jake only allowed a reserved few call him Jake. He didn't even allow Tyler the privilege.

Edward just nodded and smiled while they all sat down. They talked for the next twenty minutes or so. There was never a lull in conversation, courtesy of Jake. He seemed so laid back, Edward could tell what Isabella meant when she said no one could hate him. He had a sunny personality. If anyone could live in Washington, it was the man next to him.

The garage door opened and Bella tensed for a moment before Tyler walked into the room and she put a smile on her face. She left her seat and walked over to kiss him. The kiss was just short of loving.

"Tyler, this," she motioned her hand to Edward, who stood up. "is my friend Edward Masen. Edward, this is my husband Tyler."

Bella bit her bottom lip while Tyler sized their guest up. She didn't want Tyler to feel threatened that she brought in another male friend into their relationship. She realized she didn't mention to Tyler that her new friend was of the opposite sex.

Jake came to her rescue for the millionth time in her life. "Hey Tyler, how's it going?" He raised his hand for a wave. Tyler's attention was taken off of Edward while he went to take his seat again.

"Everything's good. I'm just going to wash up quickly and I'll be back out." He left the room with Bella following.

"Dress somewhat nicely please," she whispered looking at him in the eyes. After he nodded in response, she pecked him on the cheek and left for the kitchen. Bella put the garlic bread in the oven and took the salad out of the refrigerator. She could hear Jacob and Edward lowly speaking the in other room, but couldn't make out any words.

Tyler came into the room a few minutes later with a loud "Let's Eat!"

I just noticed how short this chapter is compared to my others. I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.

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