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"Nobody will ever win the Battle of the Sexes. There's just too much fraternization with the enemy." - Henry Kissinger

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I ran all the way back into Edward's bedroom, grabbing my bag from the corner and tossing it up onto the bed.

I immediately began digging around, pulling my spy bag out from the bottom, before grabbing a pair of skinny jeans and a printed top I could belt off.

Hey, I'm going to a work meeting… kind of. I at least need to pretend like I care what I look like.

I pulled out my secure spy phone and dialed Jacob immediately.

"Ugh…. What?" Jake said, his voice groggy. I laughed, "Sorry for waking you, Jake. But we have a meeting that's being set up. Drag your ass out of bed and monitor me." Jake groaned, but I could hear the shuffling of fabric as he dragged himself out of bed.

I heard him kiss Leah, telling her that he was going to go handle some work stuff, before I heard the door shut a few moments later.

"Alright Bells…" Jake said around a yawn, "tell me what's going on." Edward came walking into the room and began changing as well, and I made sure to keep my back to him so I could actually talk to Jake about the mission.

I slid an earpiece into my ear and secured a microphone to my neck as I responded, "Edward got a call from Riley today saying that he wanted to meet with us." I said, cradling the phone on my shoulder as I threw my hair back into a French twist, shoving a knife down in the center, the decorative handle making it look like an expensive hairpiece.

"What are the meeting circumstances?" Jake asked. He was sounding more awake now, and I could hear him clicking away on the laptop keys. "Baby?" I said, pulling the phone slightly away from my face and turning to face Edward. "Yes, love?" Edward asked, smiling at me. "Meeting circumstances?" I said, grinning back. "Lunch." Edward replied, walking into the closet to grab something.

"Lunch." I repeated to Jake. He 'hmm'ed in acknowledgement, and kept clicking away on the keys. "Alright, Bells. I'm going to turn your tracker on in a second, but I want you to try and get a chip into Riley's phone today… or at least get your phone close enough to his so that I can tap his device through the airwaves. About a few feet away should do it."

"You can do that now?" I asked, shocked. Jacob laughed, "Of course, Bella. I have been developing it for the past few months. I finally cracked it. I've been working with really advanced systems, so I don't think that he will have anything on that phone that would be able to stop me from tapping it and keeping tabs on it."

I pumped my fist in the air, thanking Jake, before hanging up.

I spun around, "Guess what Jake can do!" I shouted, my face all lit up. "What's that?" Edward asked, putting his hands on his hips and smiling down at me. "EDWARD, he can tap into Riley's phone from mine! From a few feet away! It's amazing!"

Edward laughed, wrapping his arms around my shoulders and pulling me against him. He planted a kiss on the top of my head before spinning me out of his grasp and looking at my excitedly. "Well, what are we waiting for?" he asked, the smile threatening to break his face, "Let's go!" I laughed; I bounced up and placed a kiss on his lips before darting around the room, gathering things to keep on me during this part of the mission.

Edward and I were completely ready to go about a half an hour later, and after a quick call to Emmett asking him to tap into the local surveillance of the area we'd be lunching, we walked out the door, heading towards the nearest public transportation.

We hopped off the tube about twenty minutes later, jogging up the stairs back up to the city and walking across the street to a little place called "The Red Queen's Pub".

It was a rustic looking brick building, with a couple iron tables out front on the sidewalk. I pressed the mike on my neck, quickly whispering "I'm leaving this on during the meeting. Record everything and email me the file later." I heard Jake agree in my ear, and I looked up at Edward, smiling and winking at him so he knew that we were set.

As we approached the building, we looked around, taking note of everything that was going on around us. It was the middle of the day, so the place was relatively busy. People were walking all around us; women rushing to the market, tugging their children along, men ambling along, swinging their messenger bags as they hurried to their favourite pub for a lunch time drink.

We walked into the Red Queen and looked around. The place was relatively quiet, the only noise coming from the few older people that nursed pints of crog, playing with packs of cigarettes, probably debating whether they needed to get up to go smoke.

We looked over and saw a blonde man sitting in a booth in the corner, holding a menu up partially covering his face. I looked up at Edward, and he nodded at me. Edward took me hand and we walked over, watching as the man lowered the menu as we approached, looking us over for a moment.

"Edward, Isabella. Thank you for agreeing to meet me on such short notice. " The man said, standing as he gestured towards the table. His accent was thick, and distinctly Italian, though he spoke English quite well. I smiled and nodded at him, as Edward replied, "Well, we're sure that this meeting will be just as beneficial for us as it will be for you." He said, smiling at Riley, as he held out his hand as helped me slide into the booth. Edward sat down next to me, grabbing my hand and placing it up on the table, allowing Riley to have physical proof of our relationship. Riley smiled at us, before gesturing towards the menus he had placed on the center of the table.

"Would you like to eat, or do you just want a drink?" I laughed, "I'm just going to get a pint of ale." I answered, smiling at him. Edward nodded, "That sounds fantastic. Though I wouldn't mind some chips." The waitress popped over to our table, quickly taking our order, before grabbing the menus from the table and disappearing again.

"So, how did the two of you meet?" Riley asked, looking between us. "A Brit and an American… what a couple." I smiled, "I was out in India, looking to buy, and I met Edward at a meeting. He was competing with me for the purchase. Needless to say, I managed to seduce him and let me win that buy." Edward laughed and grabbed my sides. "My customer wasn't too happy, but we managed to both buy from the people in India that time. We then started working together. We've been inseparable ever since."

I smiled over at him, leaning up to press a kiss on his neck when I heard Jake in my ear. "Alright, Bells," he said, yawning, "take your phone out of your bag and set it on the seat next to you. I should be able to crack into his phone pretty soon." I discreetly did as he asked, all the while laughing as Riley said, "Well, that's a bit of an unconventional meeting. I bet you two make quite the power couple." He smiled over at us and Edward nodded. "We barely ever go out on work anymore… we get other people to do the purchasing for us. Though, this is one of the most important buys we've ever had. Needless to say, we didn't really trust anyone else to meet with you about this."

"Isn't James Conklin working for you?" Riley asked, cocking his head to the side, his face a bit confused. I kept my body from stiffening, but just barely. "Yes. Have you spoken with him?" I asked, mimicking his body language. Riley nodded, sitting back as the waitress came and dropped off our first round of drinks. He reached forward and grabbed his drink. "We met yesterday. He told me that you spoke with him and wanted him to deal with this purchase." I looked over at Edward; he was livid. "So why are you meeting with us today?" I asked, a slight smile on my face.

Riley chuckled as he took another drink of his cider, "I didn't trust the man. I have heard a bit about him from other people, and they say that even though he's a killer salesman when it comes to getting the product out into the global market, he's not exactly the most pleasant person to deal with." I nodded, taking a sip of my ale, smiling as I set the pint down. "Well, thank you for checking with us." Edward said, squeezing my hand and looking over at me. "We've brought him on to keep him from competing with us, though we're still worried that he's going to try. Especially now because we are making him work for us." Riley nodded, taking another sip of the cider.

Just then, Jake clicked on in my ear. "Perfect!" he said, his voice overjoyed (considering the fact that I'd so rudely woken him up in the middle of the damn night), "We got him. I can access his address book, his calls, text messages, emails… everything. I'll go through it and email you anything interesting. This is his secure phone, by the way. Everything pertaining to business is done on this phone. AWESOME!" I could practically hear Jake pumping his first in the air. I chuckled, looking up at Edward.

"I almost feel stupid for trusting him." I said, looking over at Riley who was nodding. "It makes sense though." Riley said, "He is very prominent in this market, and people are willing to make deals with him just to make him leave." I laughed again, nodding enthusiastically. "It's nice to have someone on your team that everyone's heard of… I mean, I've never heard of you two." I nodded, taking a sip of ale. "That's because we've worked very hard at creating a cover for ourselves. We both hold civilian jobs and lead a completely separate life from the life we have when we make deals. We rarely go out on business anymore, and we make it a point to see that anyone that even threatens to talk about us is taken care of."

The message had its intended effect; Riley took a large sip of cider, and sat up a bit straighter. "I'm not saying that we think you'd betray our trust, Mr. Cohan," I said, smiling, "I'm just telling you about our usual operations." Riley nodded, taking another nervous sip of his cider, before setting it back down on the tabletop and looking us over.

"Look, I'll be straight with you." He said, bringing his hands up onto the table, folding them together and leaning up onto his forearms. "I like you two, and I want to do business with you. I'll have to talk to my partner, Victoria, about this, and then the four of us can meet sometime next week. How does that sound?" he asked, looking between the two of us. "That sounds excellent." Edward said, looking over at me as I nodded my head.

"Wonderful." Riley said, leaning back in his seat and downing a large gulp of cider. "In the mean time, lets talk specs so I have something to tell Victoria when we chat."

I smiled, "I take it Victoria isn't the type of person that you can just go to empty handed?" I said over the lip of my drink. Riley scoffed, "Not at all. I'm pretty sure she'd castrate me if I ever tried that." We all laughed, collectively drinking to Riley's currently intact manhood.

"So what are your plans for the file? When I sell it to you?"

I hid a smile behind a sip of ale, and allowed Edward to field the question. "Well, we have already started feeling out our usual clientele to see if there is any interest in such a file. We've been considering someone that James knows, though, personally, I'm not sure we're prepared to go that route." Edward smiled down at me, "We're not prepared to give James any more power in this world than he already has."

"Of course not." Riley said, laughing. "Giving that man more power would be more destructive than anything we could ever do. Or have ever done." I nodded, "Amen to that." Edward said, all of us simultaneously taking sips of our beverages.

We chatted together for a bit longer, Edward and I trying to get even more on Riley's good side as he "figured us out". We were finally ready to leave by the time we finished our third round of drinks.

"Like I said," Riley added, smiling at us as he climbed out of the booth, "I'll give Edward a call sometime next week. Victoria will be very excited to get this file out of our hands." He went to walk away, before turning around and looking at us over his shoulder, "How much money were you thinking of purchasing this for?" I hadn't even had a chance to blink before Edward said, "Fifty million Euros. At least." Riley blanched, clearly not expecting that much. "Well," he said, trying to play it cool, "I'll certainly have to bring that up as well." Edward nodded once, and we watched as Riley walk out of the pub into the cold afternoon air.

The second he was gone, we both finished off the last of our ales, slamming down some money on the table, and casually getting up and slowly walking from the pub. The second we walked outside, we both let out huge sighs of relief. "That meeting went so well!" I squealed, jumping up into Edward's arms and kissing him.

I felt him groan against me, opening his mouth to mine, snaking his tongue out and tangling it up with mine. Our mouths moved together languidly for a few moments, before Edward sat me back down on my feet, smiling down at me. "I know!" He said, the smile on his face stretching his features, "I really think this could be over in a few weeks." I grinned and took his hand in mine, "Let's go to Rose and Emmett's." I said, trying to ignore the panic that began sweeping through me.

I knew that I wanted everything with Edward, and I knew that he'd told me he wanted the same. But I couldn't help but think that things between us were going to change when we didn't have to be with each other all the time.

What would we do when I had to go back to America?

As lovely as it would be to stretch this mission out, I knew that we couldn't because that would be irresponsible and stupid. We were dealing with something that affected the lives of millions, if not billions of people. We couldn't mess around with something like that.

I knew that I was going to have to go back stateside as soon as this mission was over, and that bothered me. I wanted to be able to stay with Edward for the rest of my life, but there was no way that either of us could do that right now. We both worked for the government's spying agency in our home countries. I suppose that one of us could move… but it would make our lives so difficult to move away from the people that we loved and the people the coordinated our missions.

I didn't want to do this forever, but I already knew that. Despite the love I had for my work, I knew that at some point, I wanted to settle down and have children. Sure, working on missions with Edward for the rest of my life would be absolutely amazing, but living this life requires a kind of secrecy and commitment that you just can't maintain when you have children. At least, not if you want them to have the most normal a childhood as possible.

The very thought of missing a child's graduation because I was called on assignment made me sick.

Edward squeezed my hand in his, probably noticing the fact that I'd fallen off into my own world again. "What's wrong, love?" he asked, looking down at me in a concerned fashion. "I'm just thinking…" I said, trying to dodge the question, pulling him a bit faster as we skipped down the stairs towards the tube.

Edward let the question drop until we were sitting on the train. "What are you thinking about?" he asked, cocking his head at me. "I just…" I sighed, knowing that I might as well give it up, "I'm just thinking about what's going to happen when I have to go back to the states." I said, biting my lip.

Edward looked me over for a moment before saying, "What do you want to happen?"

I looked him directly in the eyes as I responded, "I want everything with you." I said enthusiastically, "I want to get married to you, have your children, and raise them together. I want to wake up and go to sleep every single day with you by my side. I can't imagine my life without you in it." I leaned up and kissed his neck before pulling back.

"What do you want?" I asked, as I looked at him.

Edward bent down and pressed his lips to mine, "I want everything you just said. I want to play football with our children in the yard, maybe a bit of rugby if our son is like his Uncle Emmett. I want to work a real job and come home to you every single day. I want to hold you in my arms and make love to you every night. I want to shop the markets at Camden… I need you in my life, love. I'm not going to give you up without a fight." I grinned, pressing my mouth to his.

Edward moved me back, pressing me up against the wall of the train, his hand sliding up my thigh as he kissed me. I moved my hips, bringing them into contact with his stomach, smiling when I felt him groan.

He quickly pulled away, sitting back into his seat, straightening his clothes, as I quickly did the same. I chuckled quietly, running my hands up and down his thigh, before settling. "So what are we going to do?" I asked, fiddling with his fingers. "We'll figure it out, Bella." He said, smiling over at me. "Though I have to say, I'd love nothing more than for you to move out here. I think you'd really take to London." He said, smiling as he kissed my fingers.

I grinned, and turned my head to look out the window.

One part of me wanted to be upset that he was asking ME to move, as opposed to offering to move himself. But the other part of me realized that it really made the most sense. Despite the fact that I loved Baltimore with all my heart and soul, it wasn't the place I was born. I was born all the way back in Forks, living most of my life out in Phoenix. I was a west coast girl that relocated back east. And no matter what anyone tells you, the people on the east coast are astoundingly different than they are on the west.

Edward lived in London, not to far away from his hometown, Truro. Last time I checked, five hours apart is a much lighter travel than is two days.

And honestly, despite the fact that I loved Baltimore, the only thing that was keeping me in America was Alice and Jasper. I didn't see my father… we'd just patched things up. And my mother was doing her own thing out in Phoenix. Moving to the UK wouldn't decrease the amount that I see them.

And this place really was starting to grow on me. I'd only been here for a day and a half and I already loved London like my own city. I knew the ins and outs of Baltimore, but I knew that once I learned those of London, I would love it just as much.

"Yes." I said, looking over at him then. "What?" Edward asked, clearly confused about what I was saying. "Ahh, sorry." I said, chuckling. "Yes, I'll live in London. Yes… I'll move." Edward looked at me, astonished for a second before pressing his face into my neck, kissing my skin, his smile warm against me. "I wasn't asking, but I'm so glad you want to, baby." I laughed a bit, kissing his hair, before Edward pulled back. "You're going to live with me, right?" he asked, smiling at me. "Do you want me to?" I asked, smiling at him.

"Are you kidding? Of course I do!" Edward chuckled, and I smiled, leaning over to plant a kiss on his lips. "As soon as we're done here, I'll go back to Baltimore and pack everything." I said, smiling at him.

"I think I know the perfect way to get you back to Baltimore." Edward said, smiling at me, grabbing my hand in his as we got off the tube and walked back up to the street.

"Oh, yeah?" I said, smiling at him, "And how's that?" "Not telling." Edward said, laughing as we strolled down the road towards what I assumed was Rose and Emmett's house. I scoffed, and slapped his chest, but laughed as we kept walking.

"I guess I'll just have to trust you then, won't I?" "That you will, love." He said, smiling down at me as we walked up onto the porch of a lovely brick house, not even bothering to knock on the door.

"We're here!" Edward hollered, and I heard a small (but very loud) little voice yell "UNCLE EDWARD'S HERE!" followed by the rapid pitter-patter of feet on hardwood.

A little boy with curly brown hair came bolting down the stairs, immediately throwing himself into Edward's arms. Edward laughed, "TREV! How are you, little man?" Edward spun him around in his arms, planting a huge kiss on Trevor's cheek.

"I'm good, Uncle Edward." Trevor said, smiling at him as he loosened his grip on Edward's neck. "Can we go play football?" I smiled at the two of them; Edward's face was lit up like a Christmas tree, as was Trevor's. It was clear that the two loved each other very much.

Edward laughed, "First, I want you to meet my girlfriend, Bella." Trevor looked over at me, and I was taken aback at how adorable he was.

Despite the fact that he had his father's curly brown hair, he inherited his mother's ice blue eyes. He was a gorgeous child. Trevor smiled, "Hi, Bella. I'm Trevor and I'm four. You can call me Trev like Uncle Edward if you want." I smiled, "Hi Trevor. I'll call you Trev if you want me to." Trevor stared at me a minute, "Where are you from?" he asked, his eyes lighting up in wonder.

I chuckled, "I'm from America." Trevor's eyes widened and he wiggled out of Edward's arms. "REALLY?" He shouted, jumping a bit in his place.

Edwrd and I both chuckled, "Yep. All the way from Baltimore. It's close to Washington D.C., the capital of the United States." I said, smiling at him.

"Do you know the president?" he asked, tapping his finger on his little chin. I laughed, "I met him once." "That's so cool!" Trevor said. I laughed again.

Just then, Rose came around the corner. "Mum! This is Bella, she knows the president!" I laughed as Rose walked over and gave me a hug, "Hey Bells." She said, kissing my cheeks. "Trevor, go get your gutties on. Your father is outside with the football. I'm sure Uncle Eddie would want to play too?" Edward rolled his eyes and scooped up Trevor in his arms, "Only if your mum stops calling me Eddie!" before taking off up the stairs, Trevor's laughter floating down to us.

Rose and I walked out into the kitchen, and she immediately began filling a kettle with water. "I have to start making the tea now for when the boys come inside in a few minutes. It's cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey out there, and there's even a bit of snow on the ground. They won't last long." I laughed, smiling as she started getting mugs out.

"Earl gray alright?" she asked, I nodded, watching her spoon loose tealeaves into a separate teakettle.

"Trevor loves you." She said, as she walked over into the pantry and grabbed bread, and some various objects from the fridge. "Want help?" I asked, smiling at her. She grinned and nodded, "Here, make the goat cheese and watercress sandwiches. I'll make cream cheese and cucumber sandwiches." I grinned and immediately began working.

"But seriously," Rose said, smiling at me, "Trevor already adores you." I laughed, "We just met!" I said, grinning at her. Rose shook her head, "Doesn't matter. He is a very perceptive little boy and he can probably tell that you're a good person… he also probably knows that you're going to be around for the rest of his life." I looked at Rose. "And why would he think that?"

She scoffed, cutting up the sandwich she had just finished making. "Don't even go there, Bella. You know as well as I do that Edward isn't going to let you go without a fight." I chuckled, "I actually just agreed to move here as soon as I'm able to get back home to Baltimore and pack up all my stuff and sell my place."

Rose squealed and wrapped her arms around me, jumping around in circles. I laughed, hugging her back, the both of us laughing excitedly about my future.

"Whoa, more snogging ladies?" I heard Emmett's loud, booming voice in the kitchen, effectively ending my celebration with Rose. "No you arse," she said, slapping Emmett on the back of the head, "we were just talking about how Bella is going to move in with Edward."

Emmett's face lit up and he walked over and wrapped me up in a hug. "That's bloody fantastic, Bells." I smiled and hugged him back as best I could.

"Speaking of Edward," I said as I pulled back from Emmett, "where is he?" "You know," Emmett said, gesturing in the direction of the back door, "outside in the snow with Trevor playing football." I laughed, "You got the sandwiches done, Rose? I finished mine." Rose nodded, waving me out of the house over her shoulder as she poured the hot water into the kettle with the tealeaves.

I wrapped my arms around myself as I walked outside, smiling as I watched Edward and Trevor running all over the yard, chasing a football. They were both yelling and laughing, ribbing each other when one was running around the other one with the ball. Edward would score on Trevor's goal, but I could always tell when he would intentionally lose the ball and fall down, letting Trevor score on him.

"Go Trev!" I shouted, laughing when Trevor said, "YEAH, that's right! See, Uncle Edward, Aunt Bella is on my team!" "Oh, is she?" Edward said, running up to the deck and grabbing me up in his arms and running towards the snow. "Edward, don't you dare!" I said, laughing at him, slapping his chest. Edward scooped up a handful of snow and plopped it on my hair, laughing when I playfully huffed at him. I wiggled out of his arms and ran over to Trevor, making a snowball and tossing it at Edward. It hit him square in the face and Trevor and I cracked up laughing.

"That's it, love," Edward said, stalking towards me, "you're going to get it." Trevor and I squealed, running around the yard away from Edward, occasionally scooping up snow to throw back at Edward. The football game long forgotten, we ran around the yard together, laughing and smiling, Trevor and I ganging up against Edward.

"Alright, kids!" We heard Rose shout from the deck. We all stopped throwing snow and turned around, looking back towards the house. "Tea's done. Wipe off the snow and come inside for afternoon tea." We all grumbled, but complied.

As Trevor walked ahead of us, I took a last handful of snow and mushed it in Edward's hair, giggling when he turned and grabbed me up in his arms, pulling my body against his.

"That's enough outta you, love." Edward said, pulling my face to his and smashing his mouth to mine.

I moaned as our lips touched, the opening of my mouth giving his tongue the opportunity to work its way between my lips. I smiled, rubbing my tongue along his, marveling in the way our mouths felt as they moved together. Nothing has ever felt more right.

We continued to kiss, our hands beginning to roam, when I heard the deck door open. "Daddy said to tell you that you can shag later and to come get the tea before he drinks it all." We stood, mouths agape at Trevor, laughing when we heard Rose yell at Emmett as she slapped him across the back of the head.

Edward set me back down on my feet and we walked back into the house, sitting around the kitchen table, drinking tea and eating sandwiches, warming our bodies after our playtime out in the cold weather. Trevor sat between Edward and I, smiling at the both of us as we sat around chatting. "Trevor, darling, go kick off your gutties in the mud room. You're going to track snow all over the house." Rose said, waving her son off to go do as she asked. "I'll go get everyone some more tea." She said, hopping up from the table and bringing the kettle back to the table, filling everyone's mugs again.

"SO…" Emmett said, looking at us with a smile on his face, "I heard that Bella here agreed to move across the pond." Edward laughed and reached over, taking my hand in his, running his thumb over my knuckles. "I don't know how I convinced her, but I'm a lucky bastard." Emmett laughed, "Well, congratulations." He said, pouring milk and sugar into his tea. "Thanks, Em." I said, smiling genuinely at him. Edward grinned at me, and leaned over to press a kiss just under my ear.

"Have you taken her to meet mum and dad yet?" Emmett asked, smiling over at us. "Nope," Edward said, popping the 'p', "but we're going to go over there for lunch tomorrow. Truro City has a football match that evening that I've been wanting to catch."

"Oohh, who they playing?" Emmett asked, his eyes lighting up. "Chesham U." Edward said, smiling. "That'll be a fun match." Emmett said, pouting a bit. "I got enough tickets if you want to come down and bring Rose and Trev. I got mum and dad tickets too."

"Well then, we can just make it a family affair!" Emmett smiled and reached across the table to high five his brother.

"Excuse me… Edward, love?" said, still in a bit of shock. "Yes, baby?" Edward asked, smiling over at me. "Since when are we meeting your parents tomorrow?" I said, my face completely white.

"Baby, you're not nervous are you?" I looked at him, stunned, unable to even say anything.

"Love…" he said, reaching over, taking my hand in his, brushing gentle kisses along each of my knuckles, "my parents will love you. They've been begging me to meet you since the day we met!" I smiled a bit at that, remembering the first time we met.

"I promise you, all they want is for me to be happy. And the fact that I've managed to find happiness with the most wonderful woman in existence will please them beyound belief. I can promise you." I sighed, but nodded my head is surrender, leaning over to press a kiss to Edward's cheek.

We cleaned up from afternoon tea, Edward and I running off to play football with Trevor in the basement. We had to stop kicking the ball around whenever Rosalie came down the stairs, but we had a train-set set up so that we could dive over and start rolling around trains when we heard her come down the stairs.

By four thirty, Edward and I were pretty ready to head home and make dinner, so we kissed Rose, Emmett, and Trevor goodbye, promising another visit before I went home to Baltimore to pack everything.

We arrived home about ten minutes later, rolling in the house, smiling and laughing about the days events. I couldn't believe that Trevor had taken to me so easily, though I couldn't say that I wasn't pleased.

At one point in our conversation, as I slid the lasagna into the oven, Edward walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "When he called you Aunt Bella, I nearly had a heart attack you know." "Oh, thanks baby!" I said, laughing, turning around to slap his chest. "Not like that!" Edward said, shielding himself from any further attacks. "I meant that I could just see it. Hearing him call you Aunt Bella made me think about how much I really wanted to make that title the official one."

"So you've thought about it then?" I asked, turning around to smile at him. "You know I have; don't get me into trouble now, you!" Edward grabbed my sides, tickling me, pulling me up against him and silencing my laughter with his mouth.

And I couldn't help but think, as our mouths melted together, that maybe meeting his parents tomorrow wouldn't be so bad after all.

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Ever met the parents? What was it like?

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