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Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!! This chapter has nothing to do with Thanksgiving but hey who cares. I saw the Twilight movie and I was honestly didn't like it. It wasn't as good as I was expecting. By the way the coffee shop mentioned I don't think it actually exists I think I made it up but if I didn't it sounds awesome.
I felt warm and comfortable, not as comfortable as Edward and I were back in our own apartment in our own bed. We were as comfortable as sleeping in a strange king sized bed in Forks could make us be. I found myself curled around Edward absorbing and sharing the body heat we both contained through our clothes and through our skin. It was quite and the only sound was that of our breathing even and controlled. I glance up at Edward expecting to find his emerald eyes closed and him still asleep. Instead his eyes are trained on my face and when he notices I'm awake he pushes some of my haystack hair away from my face.
"Good morning again Bella." he kisses my forehead smiles at me crookedly. "We need to go downstairs and finish our breakfast so we should probably get started before the beast wakes up."
"I don't wanna." my voice sounds like I'm still half asleep and I probably look like I am too. Burying my face in Edward's shirt I breathe in the scent of him happy to just be next to him.
He chuckles and the sound makes his chest vibrate beneath my ear, "C'mon Bella Emmett will start banging on the door soon and he'll be begging you to come out and finish them and when you do leave he'll bug you to make them faster or let him eat them raw."
Groaning I start to roll away from him towards the other side of the bed. Which despite the electric blanket was freezing still. I make it to the end and not wanting to roll onto the floor and wake everybody up I stood up holding onto one of the four posts so I wouldn't fall down. Glancing behind me I notice Edward had rolled into my spot and had his eyes closed. I lean across the bed my face close to his but not too close. "Edward." I whispered and watch as he made a movement for me to continue, "If I have to get up to make breakfast you do to." He shook his head but his smile remained on his face. I decided to change my tactic. "Edward if you don't get up you have to make your own breakfast."
He was out of bed quickly and before I could head towards the door myself his arms were wrapped around me and I was being carried. He hummed a tuneless melody as he watched me work around the kitchen. Popping the trays into the oven I turn around a little too fast and managing not to fall I smile at him. "Done."
My favorite grin got wider since it had never left his face. He slides off the counter and puts his hands around my waist he lifts me up onto the middle island. Keeping his arms around my waist he stands between my legs and gives me a sweet kiss. "I'm sure they'll be delicious." He lets his forehead rest against mine as he rubs his nose against mine. "Let's go relax on the couch until their officially done and everyone wakes up." barely nodding he sweeps me into his arms and moves me into the living room. He moves pillows around, gathers blankets, and grabs the different remotes before sliding in next to me. Covered in blankets using his arm as a pillow and watching as Edward flips to a channel about music.
The familiar guitar strums from Landon Pigg's Falling In Love At A Coffee Shop make me smile and turn into Edward's arm. Our eyes meet and he smiles at me and kisses me softly "Remember when we first heard this song?"
"Yes Edward I remember the first time I heard this song was with you."
"What are you talking about?" Elizabeth's voice sounded curious. Not just because she came in at the confusing part of the conversation. No I'm sure she was confused as to why I was at the house again that early.
"Good morning Mum." Edward says grinning then looking down at me, "I'll tell her if you don't mind." I nod and curl myself closer to him. "Well mum Bella and I first met at a coffee shop she was working at. It was the end of our sophomore year of college and this song was playing." He smiles at me and looks at Elizabeth "This coffee shop is extremely popular with all ages because it's more a popularity contest than anything else."
"How is a coffee shop like a popularity contest?" Elizabeth made it sound as if it were the stupidest thing she'd ever heard.
"Well you see Mrs. Masen," I start hesitating as she turns her fierce gaze towards me, "Each customer has a favorite drink, and each drink no matter how similar in ingredients it is just doesn't compare to that one person who makes it just the way you like it." I start gaining confidence as I continue, " At the coffee shop there are jars with all of the workers names on it and whoever had the most tips at the end of the week got to choose the schedule they worked for the next week."
Edward takes over from me continuing our actual story, "Bella hadn't been working too long, she'd started during spring break so the first time I got to even see her was the first day of term when I went to see how my friend Tanya's break was. Tanya and Bella were working the same shift. I ordered my drink and Tanya was more interested in catching up with me than making the actual drink so Bella made it." He grins at me again, "I didn't get a good look at Bella until I picked up my drink at the end. She blushed when my fingers brushed hers as I got my cup and in her sweet voice she told me to have a good day." I blush as he goes into the details about me, he brushes his fingers against my cheek and looks up into the surprised eyes of his mother before he continues, "I took a drink and I knew that she made the best cup I'd ever had." he shrugs, " The rest is basically history because she got the most tips so she got to make out her schedule, and the coffee shop posts a copy of the scheduled workers on the announcement board and I stalked her until she agreed to date me."
I blush again "I wouldn't call it stalking exactly." I pause to think of how to phrase the next part "More like predestined meeting. He'd show up before I'd start and he'd hang around until I went home. Most times he'd walk me home because at that point we'd realized we were in the same English class and we'd started to hang out together."
Elizabeth's eyes were calculating but her gaze softened a little by the end. She opens her mouth to say something and closes it again before nodding. She starts to go before turning around and looking at us"By the way whose baking something?"
"Bella made cinnamon rolls for breakfast." Edward chimes up with a smile to his mom.
"Edward helped." I couldn't take all the credit when he helped me. That and her scrutinizing gaze made me feel about an inch tall if not smaller.
She nods at us "They smell delicious." she says before leaving. I look at Edward stunned that she'd actually said anything nice about it. I was certain once she heard I'd had any part in them she'd refuse to eat them.
"I told you she didn't hate you." He smiles and kisses me "Plus we played the favorite food card." I look at him confused, "I didn't tell you? Cinnamon rolls are my mom's favorite food. I think we're on our way to the aisle Miss Swan." He smiles at me again and un-mutes the television and pulls me closer to his side as another song starts up.