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A week after school let out was Edwards seventeenth birthday. Instead of just celebrating his birthday on the actual day, it ended up being a two day event.

Yesterday, the day before his birthday, our group all piled in to Edwards Volvo and drove up to Port Angeles to go to dinner and the movies.

We ended up going to a Mexican restaurant, where I let it slip to the waiter, that it was Edwards birthday. After we had finished our food, a group of the waiters came out, plopped a sombrero on his head and sang Happy Birthday. I thought he was going to die from embarrassment and almost felt bad about doing it. Almost.

The next day, on Edwards actual birthday, we went to breakfast at the diner, then to our spot at the park to hang out for a while.

That evening, we were going to the Lodge with Edwards parents and my dad.

When I told my dad that he would have to dress in something other than jeans a flannel shirt, he wasn't pleased. But, when I told him he could skip on the tie, he was a little more okay with it.

Thanks to a shopping trip with the girls last week, I had gotten a new dress to wear for the dinner.

It was white, short sleeved with a black skirt that went above my knees and had a silver band around the waist. The dress was perfect for me because it was simple and comfy.

I had even bought a pair of plain black flats to wear with it.

"This isn't some real fancy place, is it?" Charlie asked as we were driving over to Edwards.

"No, dad. It's not. It's a steakhouse. You like steak," I assured him.

"Yeah, yeah. We'll see," he huffed.

I rolled my eyes and turned to face out the window of the cruiser. Edwards present was sitting in my lap, along with a present from my dad, although I had no idea what he could have gotten him. He didn't really know any of Edwards interests and the box was so small, any of the ideas I had would be too big for the box.

When we pulled up to Edwards house, I quickly got out of the car, grabbed the gifts and skipped up the path to the front door so I could beat my dad to ringing the doorbell.

"Bella! Charlie!" Esme greeted us when she opened the door. "You look lovely, Bella."

"Thanks, you look nice too." I complimented her, stepping into the house. Her hair was up in a bun and she was wearing a burgundy wrap dress. With her pearl earrings and necklace, she looked like the stereotypical fifties housewife.

"Hi, Esme." My dad greeted her, following me inside.

"We're just about ready to leave for dinner." Esme turned to me, gesturing to the living room. "Why don't you put down the gifts on the coffee table for later and go upstairs to see what's taking Edward so long."

I nodded, dropping the gifts I brought along with the rest of Edwards gifts before heading upstairs.

"Edward," I sing-songed when I gotto the upstairs hallway.

Just then, Carlisle came out of the upstairs office, almost walking into me.

"Woah, there, Bella." He said, laying a hand on my back to steady me. "Sorry about that. You look nice tonight."

I blushed at his compliment. "Thank you."

Carlisle laughed, shaking his head. "I'm going to go downstairs and say hi to your dad. Try and hurry Edward up, okay?"

Edwards bedroom door was wide open, so I just let myself in. He was at the foot of his bed, staring intently downward.

"Hey. Whatcha doing?" I asked, going up beside him. He leaned his body down slightly toward me, so I stretched up to kiss his cheek. "Happy birthday."

"Thanks. What tie should I wear?" He asked, looking down at the four ties on his bed.

"Why would you wear a tie? Charlie and your dad aren't wearing a tie."

Edward groaned. "Mom told me to wear one. Whatever. If my dad can get away without wearing one. I can too."

0-0

The ride to Port Angeles was somewhat awkward. Since we were taking only one car, Carlisle was driving with Esme in the front seat.

Originally, my dad had tried to sit in the middle between Edward and I, but after a dirty look from me, he begrudgingly scooted over so I could sit in the middle.

The 'almost handjob' incident, as I liked to call it, was still a little too fresh in my mind. After that night, Edward and I hadn't mentioned it. I wasn't sure if it was for my sake or because he was also embarrassed. But either way, we hadn't exactly fallen back into our old routine.

I hoped that we soon would.

0-0

The dinner, however, did go well. Edward, Carlisle and my dad pretty much stuffed their faces the whole time, leaving me and Esme to talk about my plans for the summer and the upcoming birth of my sibling.

When the conversation turned to that, I noticed Charlie freeze for a second before resuming eating.

I started shoveling food in my mouth as well, not really wanting to talk about it out loud when I hadn't done much thinking about it myself.

Later that night, when we got back to the Cullens, we had birthday cake and opened presents.

Before the 'almost handjob' incident, I had confessed to Esme that I had no idea what to get Edward for his birthday.

Although it had felt like we had known each other for a long time, in reality, he had only lived in Forks for 6 months. Only about three and a half months of those had been us actually being friends or a couple.

When Esme told me what she and Carlisle had planned to give Edward, I knew just the perfect gift.

Edward was really excited about the new record player his parents got him for his birthday. The one he had now was an old hand-me-down from his dad's college days.

To go along with his parents gift, I had gone into Port Angeles to buy him a few records of both old and new bands that he liked.

My dads gift to Edward had been the most ….strange.

Charlie looked a little bit nervous watching Edward open the gift, like he would hate it and throw it back at him.

"Oh, wow. Thanks, Charlie." Edward said when he opened the box, holding what looked like a shiny little fish by a string.

"You got him a fishing lure?" I blurted out.

Charlie shrugged. "Sure did. I thought Edward might appreciate a boys day out, fishing with Billy, Jacob and me. Apparently, Jacob's taken quite a liking to Edward here after last time."

I scowled at Charlie, remembering exactly how last time ended up.

"Thanks." Edward said, setting the lure back into the box. "That sounds...awesome. I don't have a fishing rod or anything, though. I've never actually been fishing."

Charlie looked at Edward like he had grown another head. "I've got some extra equipment you could use. I think we're gonna go fishing sometime after the fourth. It'll be good. Just us guys." Dad turned to Carlisle. "You're of course welcome to come with us."

"Thanks, Charlie." Carlisle said, taking a swig of his beer. "But I think I'll leave that to you guys. I'd probably scare all the fish away."

An hour later, Charlie had gone to his car to give Edward and me some privacy to say goodnight on his front porch. As much privacy as you could have with your dad twenty feet away in a cop car and his parents on the other side.

"Did you have a good birthday?"

"Yeah. I love your gift. I think I'll probably end up listening to the albums for the rest of the night. Thank you." Edward made a move to kiss me, but then pulled pack, looking past me.

I rolled my eyes. "It's okay. It's just my dad."

Edward looked like he was weighing his options before quickly leaning down again and kissing my cheek. "Come over tomorrow?"

"What time?" I asked.

"Whenever you want. I'll just be hanging out around here all day."

"Okay. I'll call you when I wake up." I started heading toward Charlie's car, yelling 'bye' over my shoulder.

"Did he have to kiss you like that?" Charlie asked once I got my seat belt on.

"Dad!" I exclaimed, feeling embarrassed. "Did you have to spy on us?"

"It's not spying when you're doing it right in front of my face," he pointed out.

I huffed, crossing my arms.

"Bella," Charlie said in a warning tone.

"Yeah, yeah."

0-0

The next morning, I woke up bright and early, getting fully ready to go to Edwards before heading downstairs. When I got to the kitchen, I found Charlie already there, having his morning coffee.

"Whatcha doing today?" I asked him, knowing he had a day off.

"Billy called, I think I'm gonna go down to the Rez and hang out with the boys."

I laughed. "Trying to make yourself sound like a teen again, Dad?"

"Hey, now. I'm down with the kids," Charlie deadpanned, tilting his coffee cup in my direction. "Feel like tagging along? I'm sure Jake would like to see you."

"Can't." I replied, pouring my own cup of coffee. "I'm going to go hang out at Edwards."

I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, checking the time. "I'm going to head over there now. Will you be back for dinner?"

"I'm not sure. I'll let you know later though. Let me know if your plans change throughout the day, though." Charlie said, setting his coffee down. "If you and Edward get bored, you're welcomed to go to the Rez.."

I gulped down the rest of my coffee. "Okay, Dad. Have fun."

With my phone still in hand, I sent a quick text to Edward.

You better be awake. I'm coming over! -B

I said bye to Charlie and headed out the door, grabbing my handbag on the way out.

My phone chirped with a new text just as my truck roared to life.

I'm up! Come over. I'll be waiting. -E

My heart fluttered just a little bit at his reply.

0-0

It only took a few minutes to get to Edwards house.

He must have been standing at the front door, waiting for me or something, since the door opened up as soon as my car door shut.

"Hey," I greeted Edward, leaning up to kiss him once I got inside his house.

"Hey. Thank God you're here. I've had such a boring day." Edward smiled down at me, pushing my hair away from my face.

"Yeah?" I asked, smiling back at him. "It's only nine."

"Still. Boring. Do you want breakfast?" Edward asked, heading toward the kitchen.

I nodded, following him. The morning sun was shining through the kitchens large bay window, causing a warm glow on Edwards hair.

So red in the sun.

So pretty.

I rolled my eyes at my thoughts.I watched Edward make a pot of coffee and pull some waffles out of the freezer. "Where are your parents?"

He shrugged and shook his head to clear the hair out of his eyes. "Dad's on call for the next forty-eight hours and Mom went to Port Angeles for the day with her gardening club."

"Oh." I paused a moment, letting his words sink in. "So, we're alone for the day, then?"

Edward smiled shyly. "Yeah. We are."

0-0

Thirty minutes later, we were in Edwards bedroom, with me sitting on the bed and Edward on his couch.

"So, what's the plan for today?" I asked, flipping through one of Esme's Better Homes and Gardens magazines.

"I don't know. The beach, maybe? Or we could go to the park. Or maybe the forest?" Edward suggested, moving on the couch so he was laying down.

"I guess. Maybe a movie in Port Angeles?" I offered.

"Is this seriously happening? Not even two weeks into Summer Vacation and we're already bored?"

"Pathetic," I giggled. "Really pathetic."

I kept laughing, thinking about how excited I was for vacation and how I imagined doing all these really fun things with Edward. But here we were, bored.

"What's so funny?" Edward asked, laughing.

"I don't know. Nothing, I guess. Just ignore me," I told him, shaking my head.

Edwards smile left his face and he just kind of...stared at me.

"You are so pretty," he breathed out, quietly.

"What?" I asked, confused at how the conversation turned quickly.

"Come here." Edward held out his hand to me from the couch.

Without thinking, I got up off his bed and walked over to his outstretched hand and took it.

Edward sat back up again, making room for me to sit down beside him.

"Hi," I managed to squeak out.

"Hi," Edward replied, looking just as nervous as I felt.

What was happening?

"You're so pretty when you smile," Edward said, fingering a lock of my hair. "You're always pretty, but when you smile..."

I leaned forward, kissing Edward. Our slow kisses turned more intense until suddenly, I was straddling Edward's thigh and he was laying half under me.

I could feel him hard against me for the second time, ever.

I experimentally shifted my hips above him, testing the waters.

He kissed me back with more fervor, his hands running up and down my back.

Then his hands grazed my side, effectively grazing my boob.

I gasped at the tingling feeling. Edward froze, pulling his hand away.

"S-sorry," he stuttered out.

"No," I shook my head. "Do it again."

Edward brought his hand back to my side, touching me so lightly I could barely feel anything.

"It's okay. Please?"

His hand touched me harder now and I shifted my body again, causing my whole left breast to be held in his hand.

"I don't know what I'm doing," Edward admitted shyly.

"It's good. Whatever you want to do. It feels good."

I bent down to kiss him again, my weight resting on my right side as my left hand traced his hairline and moved down his body.

"Can I touch you too?" I asked. I didn't know where this sudden boldness had come from, or maybe I was just being overtaken with hormones.

After all, I did have an extremely hot boyfriend and I had been going out with for a couple of months, that hadn't done more than kiss me.

I wiggled a bit into him to emphasize what I meant.

Edward didn't respond, but instead let out a weird groan noise.

I took that as a go ahead.

I wasn't worried about him rejecting me like he had last time. He had been right. The timing was off. But today, in his house with his parents not home and the sun streaming through his bedroom window, it felt right.

Beginning at the top of his waistband, I traced a finger along the top of where his boxers peeked out above his jeans.

Edward's stomach muscles contracted as I worked my hand higher up his body, hopefully teasing him.

I glided my hand back over his chest, down to his pants, palming him over the zipper of his jeans.

I started kissing his cheek, the space below his ear and his jaw.

"Do you want me to take my shirt off?" I asked. I wanted to feel him closer to me.

"Sure. If you want," he replied. The glint in his eyes told me that he liked that idea more than he let on.

Going back to his mouth for a kiss I pulling off his glasses and setting them on the end table beside us.

I took a deep breath, gathering up enough courage to sit back on my knees and pull off the t-shirt I was wearing and throwing it on the floor beside us.

Edward hadn't said anything yet, his eyes transfixed on my chest.

So of course, my insecurity set in.

"Okay, I know my bra isn't some like, super sexy thing with lace and satin. And my boobs are small. So, I'm just going to put my shirt on and go home and we'll pretend this never happened, okay?"

I started reaching down for my shirt, but Edward stopped me, grabbing my hand.

"I'm always messing up with you, it seems," he said, kissing me.

"What? No. Never."

"You're so beautiful. You don't see yourself clearly. I was...admiring." Edward blushed, turning his face to the side.

I exhaled, relieved. "You're so sweet. Now...let's see. Where were we?" I asked, laying back down on him the way I had been before, going back in to kiss his neck.

My left hand went back down to his jeans, where he was still bulging against his zipper.

Having enough of the teasing, I ran the palm of my hand up and down him again, this time stopping at the button of his jeans.

Working awkwardly with one hand, it took a few attempts to finally get the button undone and the zipper pulled down.

I worked my hand up and down him, slowly, unsure of how he liked it.

I reached through the opening in his boxers, wanting to pull him out of them so I could really feel and see him. He bucked his hips into my hand.

"Show me what you want, what you like." I whispered in his ear, momentarily removing my hand from him to unclasp his hand where it was clutching at the couch, bringing it to my chest.

"Wrap your hand around it," Edward rasped out, starting to knead at my skin.

I did as he said, marveling in how soft and warm he felt. "Like this?"

"Yeah." Edward nodded his head. "Tighter though, just a little. Then move it, up and down. Fast or slow."

I began moving my hand up and down, watching amused as he grew harder, the skin around his dick becoming less apparent.

There was too much friction though, so I ran my thumb across the head of his dick where liquid was pooling, using it to ease the movements of my hand.

Once I had gotten somewhat of a rhythm going, I focused my attention back on kissing Edward. I opened my mouth enough to let our tongues stroke against each other in time with my hand, while his hand worked at kneading me over my bra.

We continued on like that for a couple more minutes until Edward started jerking his hips up into my hand. Suddenly, his hips arched entirely off the couch and his body froze as he let out a low groan.

The wet warmth I felt on my stomach and down my hand told me that I made Edward Cullen come.

I kissed Edward one last time before kneeling back and sitting down on the couch.

Edward was still laying back on the couch, breathing heavily.

"Umm, I'll be right back, I'm just gonna..." I trailed off, pointing my thumb in the direction of his bathroom.

"Oh, crap. Sorry." Edward leaned up, taking his shirt off that had gotten some of his jizz on it and handed it to me.

I wiped myself clean and he took back the shirt to take care of while I went to go freshen up, taking my shirt with me.

Once I was sure I was clean, I went back to Edward's bedroom to find him laying on his bed, eyes shut, dressed in a new shirt.

He cracked open an eye and gave me a lazy smile, patting the bed next to him.

I smiled back, bouncing over to the bed and laying down beside him, snuggled up into his side.

"Was that okay? I mean, did you like it?"

I looked up at Edward to see him looking down at me, blushing.

"It was great, Bella." He paused, looking even more embarrassed. "I'm sorry I didn't get to...reciprocate."

"Reciprocate?" I asked, before it dawned on me. "Oh. No. That's okay. I mean, yeah. No. I don't think I'm ready for...that."

"Oh." Edward looked a little disappointed by that. "Well, whenever you're ready, Bella. I don't want to pressure you."

I smiled wider. "Thank you, Edward. Now, how do you feel about going down to La Push?"

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