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December 11

The sound of the keyboard clicking underneath my fingers is the only thing keeping me awake right now. The clinic has been fairly quiet this morning, but then again it does have a tendency to pick up after lunch sometimes. A few nurses start cackling in the room beside me as they gossip. I overhear a few tidbits of a "hot hook-up" between two people here. I wished I would have caught their names. I bet Jessica the new nurse was one of them. Let's just say the nurse uniforms she wears doesn't leave much to the imagination. And I highly doubt Mike, my supervisor, is going to say anything.

My phone chirps in my pocket and I pull it out scanning the text.

A: I need sustenance. Is it your lunch yet?

I glance at the clock.

B: 20 minutes.

A: But I'm hungry now.

B: Not all of us control our own lunch schedules.

A: True. So what are we feeling today, Chinese or Cheeseburgers?

B: Why are those my only choices?

A: Not sure, it just feels right. Pick please!

B: Chinese.

A: Yum! Call when you get off.

I stifle a laugh as I hear my name called.

"Bella." Mike pokes his head in the doorway.

"Sir?"

"Did you finish the paperwork in those new files I gave you?"

"I have two left."

"I'd like for you to have those finished before your lunch please." He leaves before I can say anything else.

"Yes sir." I roll my eyes and huff going back to work. I discreetly shoot Alice a quick text.

B: 20+, call when I leave.

My phone chirps before I have it in my pocket, but ignore it. I need get back to work so I can finish. The sooner I can eat the better. Gah I'm starving...I've got to quit skipping breakfast.

Forty-five minutes later, I'm following in behind Alice as we pay for our food. I hear her speaking a mile a minute in my ear but the only thing I can concentrate on is the honey sesame chicken calling my name.

As soon as we sit down, I'm shoveling the chicken in my mouth. Only after a few bites do I realize it's extremely quiet so I look up and Alice is stuffing her face too.

"I can't eat like this." I say.

"Like what?" She says after finishing chewing.

"You not talking while I eat. It's too quiet." I laugh.

She gives me a sour look sticking her tongue out at me before stuffing another piece of chicken in her mouth. "I told you I was hungry. And then I had to wait an extra fifteen minutes!" She says mockingly outraged.

"Sorry, but duty called."

"Speaking of work, did Mike corner you today to ask you out to lunch? Did you tell him about Edward?" She beams at me excitedly.

I shake my head. "Nope. Actually since the new nurse Jessica started, he only smiles at me creepily now."

"Good, poor thing. He was getting pathetic." I nod feeling slightly bad for him before we bust out laughing.

Alice reads her fortune cookie bouncing in excitement. Apparently she has a load of money coming her way. I decide to wait until I'm in my car before I read mine. Alice actually believes these things so I don't want to get anything in her head.

I crack it open. Something wonderful is happening to you. Take heed to the disbelief of others.

I shake my head and stuff the cookie in my mouth. Those things aren't actually true, I repeat in my head over and over on the way back to work. When I arrive I'm glad for the distraction of four and half hours of sick patients, paperwork and filing.

Slipping the key into my door, I unlock it and walk in chaining it up behind me. The beautiful bouquet of flowers Edward got me is sitting on my coffee table. My heart swells at the sight of them. Slipping my shoes and coat off, I retreat into the kitchen and place a hot chocolate k-cup into my Keurig. While I wait, I pull out all of the ingredients for my dinner.

After taking a sip from my snowman mug, I go back to stirring the angel hair pasta. I add in the spaghetti sauce and meat from the skillet into the pot. With a touch of rosemary, I mix it all together and then let it simmer for a few minutes while I start the bread.

My cell phone rings and I answer holding it between my ear and shoulder.

"Hello?"

"Hey, sweetheart."

"Hi." I smile.

"Are you home?"

"Yep. Just cooking dinner."

"Whatcha got cooking good lookin'?" I snort at his southern impression.

"Spaghetti and garlic bread."

"That sounds good." I imagine him licking his lips.

I bite mine smiling. "You want some?"

He's quiet for a minute. "I'd love to but I don't want to have to make you cook more food."

"I made plenty. I try to take left overs for lunch but I'll spare it this time." I tease.

"Okay, if you're sure." He sighs.

"I insist."

"Just so you know, I only wanted to talk to you not get fed." He laughs.

I giggle. "Well how about you cook me dinner sometime and we'll be even."

"You know what?"

"What?" I'm grinning like a fool.

"Just so happens, I can make fantastic pork chops."

"Is that so?"

"Yep. Granted it's the only thing I can make..."

"Well it just so happens that I love pork chops." He laughs. I'm so distracted talking to Edward that I don't smell the bread burning until I see smoke.

"Oh no!" I gasp grabbing the pot holders and pulling the pan out of them oven.

"Bella, everything okay?" He's immediately concerned.

I dump the burnt remains into the garbage can and put the pan in the sink. "I just burnt the bread."

"Oh." He says quietly. "Maybe I should let you go before you burn down the kitchen." He chuckles.

"Probably." I agree giggling.

"Alright be there soon. Bye." I mutter goodbye and hang up. Cleaning the pan, I slather butter onto three more pieces of bread and sprinkle garlic salt on them then slide them into the oven setting the timer. I stand by the oven this time not moving an inch until it's done.

My little table right off of the kitchen has two plates of spaghetti and garlic bread sitting in front of each chair looking so enticing I contemplate eating without him. The smell is making my mouth water.

After a quick change into something more comfortable, I walk into the living right as he knocks on the door. "Hey." I smile as I open the door.

He greets me with a kiss, and holds up a bottle of wine. "Hey, I brought this for us to drink since you are supplying the food." I thank him and take it going to pour two glasses. "It smells delicious." Edward walks over to table looking at the plates.

"Thank you. Go ahead and sit, I'm coming." Hastily I grab the glasses and join him. We start to eat but I wait for him to take a bite first. He's quickly chews and goes in for another bite. "Good?"

He shoots me a look of disbelief. "Are you really asking me that? I've tasted your cookies remember." He eats another bite. "It's really good."

I thank him trying to hide my grin and tackle my own plate. I grab my toast and scoop some spaghetti into the bread then fold it over. I take a bite like I'm eating a taco trying to keep spaghetti from falling down my chin. When I take another bite, I notice Edward is looking at me funny.

"What?" I ask self conscious wiping my face for any sauce left on my face.

"I've never seen someone eat spaghetti that way." He says.

My eyes nearly pop out of my head. "What? You've never seen that before?" I ask laughing. He shake his head. "Okay, pick up the bread and try it."

He shrugs and grabs the bread filling it with the spaghetti. Noodles fall down his chin has he takes a huge bite. Quickly wiping his face, he nods while chewing. "I've never known how to properly eat spaghetti until now." He says amazed when he swallows.

I wink. "Told you."

We finish eating our spaghetti tacos and drinking more wine. And when we're done, I pick up the plates and Edward follows me into the kitchen helping me wash the dishes and clean the kitchen.

I'm not ready for him to leave yet so I pull him to the couch grabbing a blanket and the remote snuggling close to him. He eagerly follows wrapping an arm around my waist. Kissing me softy on my shoulder through my sweater and my neck, he distracts me as I try and fail to pick a movie. After a few minutes of my indecision, he asks for the remote and turns on Jim Carrey's version of the Grinch.

"Good choice."

He smirks at me and then goes back to kissing my neck. His once soft kisses turn a little heated and I lean my head over to give better access. He barely pulls down the neck of my loose sweater and kisses me from behind my ear down to end of my shoulder. Completely lost, I vaguely feel him grab my hand. He kisses each of my finger tips and the palm of my hand. I turn in his lap wrapping my arm around his shoulder and grasping his shirt. I cup his neck with my other hand and lean in slowly kissing him softly. I take my time kissing his lips then work my way down to his neck. Unfortunately I don't get far because he pulls me back to his mouth and kisses me.

The dark room is quiet; the movie long over. I'm sitting on his lap and his hands are rubbing up down my bare back underneath my sweater. He sneaks a few kisses down my neck creeping closer to my chest each time. Anticipation courses through me and when his lips finally skim the bottom of my neckline, I moan in satisfaction. He pulls back looking at me adoringly and kissing my lips again.

"Why can't it be Friday night." He complains.

"I know. Now we have to do things like be responsible and go to bed so we can get up for work in the morning."

"It sucks." He pouts. I giggle at his whining and move to stand up then I look at my phone and realize it's almost eleven o'clock. With a few more kisses and promises to see each other tomorrow he leaves, I quickly go to bed dreading the couple of hours of sleep I'm going to miss.

Laying in bed, I stare at the ceiling smiling thinking of his kisses. I can almost still feel his hands on my back and the slight stubble he didn't shave off. Rolling over on my side, I close my eyes and will myself to go to sleep or I'll be dead in the morning.