Disclaimer: I don't own anything Twilight. I am however looking up a voodoo spell to trick SM signing everything over to me. I'll let you know how that goes.

A/N: So I'm guessing the last chapter wasn't very well received. In other words, you all made Jesus cry due to the lack of reviews. Do you have any idea how long it took me to cheer him up?

Chapter 8-

I dumped the contents of the dust pan into the garbage can. The kitchen was now clean after my very sexy flour fight with Edward. I looked back by the stove and I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. Edward was cooking the pancakes that finally got made. He looked so sexy standing over the stove with a spatula in hand and only wearing navy blue boxer briefs. It took me a few seconds, but I got my breathing under control. I walked in to the kitchen and stood behind Edward. Wrapping my arms around his waist I got up on my tiptoes and placed a kiss in between his shoulder blades. I smiled to myself when I saw goose bumps form on his back.

"Smells good."

"They're almost done." Edward's voice sounded so sexy.

"Good, I'm starving."

"I wonder why you would be so hungry."

"This really sexy man gave me two mind blowing orgasms. But you probably don't know him."

"That lucky bastard."

Edward turned his head and kissed my forehead and then went back to flipping pancakes. I was the lucky one. Not only could Edward cook, but from the sexual experiences we've had, I could tell I would be more than happy in that realm. And not to mention he still found me attractive when one third of my face was covered in a giant bruise.

"Hey babe, could you grab the plates. The pancakes are perfect and I don't want them to burn."

I grabbed the plates from the counter behind me and handed them to Edward.

"Thank you. How many do you want?"

"Three."

"I like a girl that can eat."

"You haven't seen anything yet. I am the reigning champ at ice cream eating."

"Really? Very impressive."

"I even beat Emmett. It serves him right for challenging a girl to eating ice cream. That's like challenging Barry Bonds to a game of baseball."

"And she knows sports. God I'm the luckiest man alive."

Edward finished serving the pancakes and turned to kiss me softly. I pulled away and walked towards the dining room. I had just set my plate on the table when I heard loud banging on the door.

"Open up Bells! I smell food!"

My eyes got wide and I felt myself start to panic.

"Shit! It's Emmett!"

Edward had already started to grab his clothes from the kitchen floor and pulling his shirt over his head. He tossed my shorts and tank top to me and I got them on as quickly as I could.

"Just a second Emmett! I'll be right there."

Edward had his clothes on and was dusting off the remnants of flour from his shirt. I walked over to the door and opened it. Emmett stepped in and grabbed me in a big hug and released me.

"Bells! I am so mad that you got shot before I did! I thought we made a pact that I would be the first one to take a bullet."

A hand came up and smacked him across the back of the head. I looked to his side and saw a very irritated Rosalie.

"God Em, I swear I can't take you anywhere!"

"What? She swore she would let me get shot first. My dreams are shattered."

I looked at my shoulder in disdain and grimaced.

"You really aren't missing much Em. You can still get shot though."

"No, I don't want to now. It would be over shadowed by yours."

I snickered at his comment but Rosalie was none too happy.

"Why did I marry you?"

"Because you love me and I hold your bags when you go shopping."

Rosalie glared at Emmett and then turned back to me, smiled and enveloped me in a hug.

"Hey sweetie. How are you feeling?"

"I could be better. But I'm just glad I'm alive."

Rosalie pulled back from the hug and I saw that her face had paled slightly. Her hand played with piece of my hair and she looked at the floor.

"Rosi! I'm fine!"

She looked up at me and I saw tears starting to brim her eyes. Rosalie never cried.

"I know Bells, but God! What would Alice and I do with out you?"

"Well you don't have to find out. Come on. I'll make some more pancakes."

I led Emmett and Rosalie towards the dining room where Edward was sitting and trying to look innocent. He looked up from his plate of pancakes and smiled at Emmett and Rosalie.

"Hey Emmett. How's it going?"

"Oh hey man. What are you doing here?"

"I came by to make sure Bella had everything she needed and that she was doing okay."

Emmett seemed to buy it, Rosalie however was more skeptical. I watched her as she looked around my apartment. Her eyebrows furrowed together when she looked in to the living room. I followed her gaze as I saw what she was looking at. The Styrofoam containers from the take out Edward had brought were still on the coffee table. Rosalie turned to me and smiled.

"Bella, can I talk to you in private?"

Before I could respond, Rosalie grabbed my hand and pulled me towards my bedroom. Once inside, she closed the door and gave me a knowing look.

"You dirty little slut! You slept with him!"

"I did not sleep with him! He came over last night and brought me dinner. Then we fell asleep on the couch when we were watching a movie."

"Bullshit."

Rosalie began to circle me and look over every inch of me. I looked over my shoulder at her apprehensively.

"Bella, I really hate it when you lie to me."

"I'm not lying!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you're glowing. And your tank top is inside out."

As she said it, she flicked the white tag that was sticking out. I reached behind me and felt it sticking out like beacon. Son of a bitch.

"Spill it Swan."

"Okay fine. We didn't have sex, technically."

"What the hell does that mean? You either did or you didn't. So which is it Bells? Did you shellac his wood or not?"

"Alright, we didn't have actual sex. We did mess around though."

"Was he any good?"

"Oh man Rosi! Good doesn't even begin to cover it! The things he can do with his hands and his tongue!"

"Did you get off?"

"Twice."

Rosalie started to quietly squeal and jump up and down.

"Is he a good kisser?"

"He's amazing! I see fireworks every time."

"Oh sweetie! You're falling in love with him."

"What? No! No! We've only known each other a few days. There's no way I could be falling in love with him already," I paused and thought about it. "Is there?"

"Of course there is. Sometimes you just know."

"When did you know you loved Emmett?"

"The second I saw him."

I made a gagging noise and rolled my eyes. Rosalie laughed and poked me in the side.

"Don't laugh at me! I'm serious. It was just something I knew. As soon as I saw him, I knew he was the one."

Rosalie had a loving and far away look in her eyes. That's what I wanted. I wanted the kind of love that she and Emmett had. I smiled because I was happy for my friends and hopeful that one day I would feel that way too.

"Rosi, as much as I love our little girl talks, I think we should get back out there. We did leave those two alone and I don't think a lot of good could come of that."

"Very true. But don't think you are getting out of this talk."

We went back to the dining room and saw Emmett and Edward talking and eating.

"Emmett! You're eating my food you ass!"

"Sorry Bells! You should know better than to leave food alone with me. That's like leaving Amy Winehouse alone with a pile of coke."

I glared at Emmett as I walked past him and in to the kitchen. From where I was standing in the kitchen, I could see Edward perfectly. I began to make more pancake batter and I would steal glimpses of him. I was beginning to think that Rosalie was right. I could feel myself falling in love with him.

~*~*~

"Drive safe you two. And I'll call you later Rosi."

"You'd better. We have much to discuss."

I laughed as I gave her as tight of a hug that I could with one arm.

"I don't even think I want to know what you two girls are talking about. Unless it has something to do with lingerie and honey. Oh wait, does it?"

Rosalie smacked Emmett along side the head and turned to leave. I gave Emmett a hug and he and Edward shook hands.

"See you later Cullen. Remember what we talked about."

"Sure thing man. We'll have to get together and have a beer sometime."

"Sounds like a plan. See ya later Bells. Make sure you get some sleep."

"I will. Bye Em. Bye Rosi."

I closed the door behind them as they left. I turned back to Edward and gave him a questioning look.

"What?"

"What did you and Emmett talk about?"

"Just guy stuff. What did you and Rosalie talk about?"

"Girl stuff."

Edward stepped closer to me and put his hands on my hips. I smiled up at him and wrapped by left arm around his neck.

"Did it?"

"Did it what?"

"Have anything to do with lingerie or honey? Cause that shit would be hot."

I smacked Edward in the shoulder and tried to pull out of his arms. He tightened his grip and pulled me closer to his chest. I gave up struggling and surrendered to his strength. I looked up at him again and his eyes were sparkling. His lips lowered to mine and I couldn't suppress my moan. My hand went to his hair and tugged on the tendril at the nape. His tongue touched my lips and I opened my mouth in response.

I moved myself against Edward, enjoying the friction. He groaned into my lips and pulled back to look into my eyes.

"You make me lose control. Every time I touch you, I can't help myself."

"I know the feeling."

And then he was there again. His lips slanted over mine and I was sucked in by that dark magic. His kiss was addictive and I had become a junkie. My lips parted for his tongue. I tasted the sweetness of the maple syrup and the bitterness of coffee. Ignoring the pain, I wrapped both of my arms around his neck. The pain was worth being able to pull myself closer to Edward. His hands went down my sides and around to my back to cup my ass. I smiled against his lips as he picked me up and carried me in to the living room. He sat down on the couch so I was straddling his lap, making me very aware of his arousal. I arched my head back and his mouth found it's way down to my throat. His teeth nipped at my skin. Everything he did to me, my body responded on it's own accord. Edward began to lift my tank top, but he wasn't moving fast enough. I grabbed the hem and yanked it off and threw it somewhere in my living room and crashed my lips to his. The slight ache in my shoulder made me smile.

"Edward, I still haven't taken my medication."

Edward looked confused momentarily and then a slow knowing smile stretched across his face. A low growl emanated from his throat as he pulled my lips to his. Judging from the massive erection he was sporting, I could tell that he and I were on the same page. Edward's hands cupped my ass and held on as he stood up again and started to carry me towards the bedroom. I ran my tongue along his jaw and up to his ear, nibbling on his soft skin. My back hit the closed door to my bedroom. I reached one arm behind me and turned the handle. I broke the kiss to take a much needed breath of air. I ground myself against his erection and whimpered at the sensation. Edward slowly lowered us to the soft mattress and crawled on top of me. The heaviness of him on top of me set off a primitive urge.

"Edward, I need to feel you inside of me."

Edward raised himself up to his elbows and looked down at me. That beautiful crooked smile crept onto his face and I knew there was no going back.

A/N: Cliffie! I know, I'm evil. I had the majority of this written but I will be going to Phoenix tomorrow and I'll be gone for a few days and I won't be near a computer. But I couldn't bring myself to just leave this chapter hanging while I was gone so I decided to end it where I did. What can I say? I'm a cock tease. I really need to know if I should continue with this story, I am finding my self becoming disheartened. So make me happy and let me know what you think or give me suggestions. Just throw me a bone here people!