Chapter Twenty Two: Would you be my Valentine?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the Wedding Singer – which is where I got the title of the chapter from.

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BPOV

The rest of January and the beginning of February had flown by and now it was February the 13th. Rose and I had spent the afternoon together doing girly things. Painting our nails, applying homemade face masks, doing our hair, experimenting with our makeup, and gosh, who could forget our naked pillow fights?

The last one was a joke, by the way. Emmett had called Rose half way through our clothed pillow fight and when Rose mentioned to him that her and I were having a pillow fight he immediately thought we were naked.

So, being Rosalie, she went along with it.

I didn't really mind. Emmett is extremely gullible.

At that point in time Emmett was on loud speaker and we both heard him gulp. "Can you video call me right now, babe?" he asked Rose at that time.

Rose threw her heard back and laughed. "No man beef, I will not video call you. Must dash, Bella and I are going to bake cookies...naked."

With that Rose had hung up and we had erupted into giggles on my bed.

Alice was spending the night with Jasper celebrating some married 'the night before Valentine's Day' ritual thing that she had come up with. But that certainly did not stop her from coming over around midday today and picking out an outfit for my Valentine's date with Edward tomorrow night.

She had even organised what makeup I was to wear.

Alice had then skipped off to Smeraldo with me in tow so that she could meet the delivery man and I could begin to organise the third quarterly Balance Sheet and Revenue Statement that was due next month.

You do not know how annoying it is to analyse my dang Net Profit and Gross Profit margins and my Return on Owner's Investment ratio.

Good news is that they were all positive.

Smiles all around.

I was brought back from my thoughts by Rosalie shaking my arm gently. "Planet Bella, come in Planet Bella. This is Planet Rosalie speaking. Stop thinking about sending a mission into outer space to land on Planet Edward. He must send out the mission to land into your crater. Oooh I like that innuendo," Rosalie waffled off on a tangent. As soon as I heard Edward... erh... send out a mission... I was snapped out of dividing and multiplying figures.

"I was not thinking about having sex with Edward" I yelled out loud.

Rosalie giggled again. "I wish I had of recorded that. Sorry to interrupt your fantasies about probably doing it on some space ship, might want to try join the Mile High club first before you join the Outer Space High club by the way, but I must dash. It's eleven pm and I need to get me some beauty sleep before Emmett and I spent the entire day together tomorrow," Rose winked when she said the point.

"Goodnight sweetie. Hope you have an amazing day tomorrow," I leapt off of the bed and hugged one of my two best girl friends.

"Oh I will. Tomorrow night I'm totally re-enacting that supposed naked pillow fight we had, with Emmett tomorrow night." She winked again.

Looks like I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight without getting nightmares.

"Ciao Bella, hope your tomorrow night is amazing as well. You know, role playing is very fun," I could practically feel the implications.

Rosalie continued. "I speak from experience." With that she laughed and closed my front door behind her.

DEFINITELY not going to sleep tonight.

I sighed and closed my eyes as I walked through my lounge room towards my staircase. I suddenly felt something underneath my left foot. Looking down I saw my arch nemesis.

Seriously? I thought I tapped Edw-, I mean, taped that evil object to the wall. Sneaky little bastard. Its parent's probably weren't married when that devil spawn was born anyway, thus it really is illegitimate.

Bella, are you seriously telling yourself that a remote's parents had a baby remote out of wedlock? They're remotes for goodness sake.

Yes, but they were evil remotes.

And are you seriously answering back to yourself?

Why yes, I am.

I think it's time for you to head on off to bed now and rest that pretty head.

But I can't sleep! I have images of Rose and Emmett in my mind.

Just shut up and go to bed.

Alright right side of my brain, you're the boss.

Too right I am. Get it? I'm the right side of the brain so too RIGHT I am.

Oh dear God, now I'm throwing out puns in my mind.

-oo-

Smack bang on 6pm there was a knock on the door.

Edward is very punctual.

Bella likey.

Oh no, there was no room for Cavewoman Bella on Valentine's Day.

I opened the door slightly before Edward swung the door open hastily and pushed me up against the nearby wall and attacked my mouth before I could protest... not that I ever would protest.

Planet Bella loved her some Planet Edward.

First caveman and now planets? Geez Bella.

I gasped at Edward's forcefulness. I could sense the passion, the strength and the lust. There was probably some love chucked in there someone but the other three overshadowed it. At that moment, I did not mind at all.

Edward pushed me up against my kitchen bench hard. He lifted me up by my hips and planted me down on the bench. I heard him place something down behind me and it was only then that I realised he had brought me a bouquet of orchards; one of my favourite flowers. I smiled against his lips.

I wrapped my legs around his hips, effectively dragging him a couple of inches closer. Edward moaned into my open mouth as I ran my hands hurriedly through his hair, lost in the moment.

Edward pressed himself against me until I could feel every muscle, every limb, and every bone. Ah, I just love my dirty mind.

Sadly, I was the one who had to break our mutual mission. I wish I didn't have to breathe. Perhaps I should become a vampire?

Don't be silly, Bella. There are no such things as vampires. I giggled out loud to myself.

Edward smirked. "What has got you giggling, love?"

"Vampires," I replied back slyly.

His fast dropped. "So, I kiss you and you're off thinking about vampires? My ego is hurt."

"Pfft, my back hurts where you pushed me into the kitchen bench."

Edward frowned and a look of concern flashed across his face. "I'm so sorry, love. I got... carried away. I promise I'll nev-"

I silenced him with my lips.

"If you promise to never do that again then I promise to never talk to you again. Deal?" I smiled.

"Deal."

I looped my arms around his neck. "So, where are you taking me?"

"How about right here?" Edward winked.

I gasped and stopped breathing.

"Relax, Bella. I'm much more of a gentleman then that."

"I have a flashback to you shoving your tongue in my mouth three minutes ago," I teased.

Edward shrugged. "Hey, even gentleman may drop a swear word every now and then. Can't I shove my tongue down your throat every now and then?"

I giggled and nodded my head.

Edward took my hand and led me out the front door, grabbing my handbag and keys from the table on the way out. I managed to lock and shut the door behind me.

-oo-

After having dinner at a quaint little restaurant in downtown Chicago, Edward led me back to his soccer mum silver Volvo. Not that I'd tell him it was a Soccer Mum car. I'm pretty sure he would huff and puff, and instead of blowing he would sit in the corner and sulk.

It was just after 7:30pm and I had spent the car trip so far, all six minutes of it, glancing between the right side of Edward's jaw and our joined hands over the console. I'm pretty sure Edward drove his automatic Volvo instead of his manual Volvo tonight just for the sole purpose of holding my hand without having to let go every now and then to change gears.

Gosh, manual cars are so inconvenient! But, they are fun to drive. Cue hectic, wide, evil grin.

Finally, I glanced outside and noticed that we were turning up North Conservatory Drive.

I dropped Edward's hand so that I could clap my hands together excitedly whilst I jumped up and down as much as my restraining seatbelt allowed me too. Which, by the way, was not very much.

Edward swiftly pulled the car into an available car park before he jumped out of the car and casually walked over to my side of the car and opened my door.

I hopped out of the passenger seat and leaped at Edward, locking my arms around his neck as I squeezed him into a hug that would rival Alice's.

"I love the Garfield Park Conservatory," I smiled into Edward's neck.

We began our walk by entering the Palm House straight from the Lobby. I loved nature and we spent the entire time there walking down the public footpaths.

Edward and I walked hand in hand down the stone steps into the Sugar From the Sun. From there we went outside into the Sensory Garden and ended up getting lost in the Labyrinth for a few minutes.

I laughed insanely when Edward thought we would never find out way out and that we would have no choice but to die in there. He didn't want to have to eat me if it came down to it.

Note to self: Never take Edward into another labyrinth again.

-oo-

On our way back to the car park, Edward and I stopped and treated ourselves to an ice-cream cone. Edward's paid, of course. He never let me pay for anything.

I opted for Mint Chocolate and Edward decided on getting Cookies and Cream. I may or may not have sneaked myself a lick of his ice-cream cone whilst he was paying for the two.

Hey, it wasn't my fault. He shouldn't have held his ice-cream the way he had. It was practically begging to be licked.

Edward caught the end of my 'licking his ice cream without him noticing' mission. He raised one eyebrow.

"It was practically begging to be licked," I voiced my earlier thought.

Edward smirked at me and took a step forward. "Well, love. You're begging to be kissed." With that he bent his head towards mine and captured my lips. I tasted Cookies and Cream, Mint Chocolate and a hint of Edward.

I totally prefer the Edward flavour better.

Suddenly I had a hilarious idea. Well, it would be funny to me.

I broke away from our kiss suddenly to sensually like my ice-cream cone, carefully catching the melting drops on my tongue. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Edward was transfixed on what I was doing with my mouth.

I kept doing what I was doing, but I slowly leant towards Edward so that his face was around six inches from mine.

My tongue licked around the cone and then I moved my hand holding the ice-cream away from my face. I concentrated on letting my tongue roll over my lips. But while I was doing that, I quickly brought the hand holding my ice-cream forward, effectively hitting Edward in the face.

I stepped back and glowed with pride as i took in Edward's appearance. His whole face was smudged with green ice cream.

I threw back my head and laughed, instantly regretting it though as I felt ice cream come into contact with my face.

Oh, crap.

"Karma, love.'

I simply just smirked at Edward. "It was worth it," I laughed as I pulled out my phone from my back pocket and took a picture of Edward.

He stepped towards me. "You really shouldn't have done that," he said deeply. Edward took another step forward and then he ran his tongue from my chin up my left cheek and didn't stop until he had reached just above my left eye.

Edward took a step back and saw my 'WTF' expression. "What? You were begging to be licked." He repeated the words I had said earlier.

-oo-

Finally, after wiping off our faces in our respective bathrooms, we were back at the car. Edward took out his car keys from one of his front pockets and opened up his boot.

I craned my head to try and see what he was doing. Edward's head emerged again ten seconds later. He was holding a forty centremetre long, pure white teddy bear holding a red love heart.

"Edward, you really di-"

"Baby, stop. I wanted to. I love you. Please, accept my teddy bear." He called me baby. Squeeeee.

I took the teddy bear and hugged it. I may have possibly smelt it too but I would totally deny that if anyone asked me.

But, if I had of smelt it, it would have smelt like Edward. But, how would I know?

"I'm sorry I didn't bring your gift with me. I left it in the kitchen," I replied as I breathed in Edward's smell that was lingering on the bear.

"Love, it's fine. We're heading back there anyway, obviously. Unless, of course, you'd like to spend the night at my house?" Edward asked nervously.

"I'd love to," I smiled.

"Squeeze the bear's left foot," Edward said simply. I looked at him and noticed that he was fidgeting with his fingers and rocking back and forth slightly on his feet. Suspicious.

So, with that, I reached down and pressed the bear's left foot between my left thumb and index finger.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I love you with all of my heart. I know that this may be too fast and a little forward but..." Edward's programmed voice paused.

"Would you do me the honour of moving in with me?" His voice continued back up again.

I gasped and looked at him to find him already staring into my brown eyes.

"Yes," I whispered.

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AN: My goal is 500 reviews for this story by the end of it. Make that happen! Review your favourite line/part. Yes, I researched about the park they went to. Apparently the park closes at 5pm, but let's just say it was open later on Valentine's Day. Who thought that Edward was asking Bella to marry him? Hehe. Also, you can follow me on Twitter. I'm xxtwilight7xx.