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Chapter 6

Three things woke me the next morning – my phone buzzing next to the bed, the morning sunrays through the window, and Edward's morning glory poking me in the back. We were tangled up together, me on my right side facing the window, Edward spooning me with his right arm stretched between my neck and the pillow, and his left arm draped lazily over my middle. I stretched out slowly to capture my phone – it was a text from Alice.

Morning sunshine, get some? Let me know when it's safe to come home! xA

Trust Alice to get to the point. I quickly sent back;

Just woke up with your naked brother, come home this afternoon…late. xB

I gently placed my phone back on the bedside table and was contemplating how to get up without waking Edward when his arm tightened around my waist.

"Morning," he mumbled into my hair.

"Morning," I replied. "Good dreams?" I couldn't resist wiggling backwards just a little bit to tease him.

"Mmm," he groaned, "dreams were good, waking up was better. You're going to be the death of me, Bella Swan."

He slowly started grinding his erection into my back, holding me close with the arm that was around my waist, moving his hand up to gently cup my breast. I couldn't help myself moving with him, and soon we were both moaning softly.

He moved his mouth to breathe in my ear, "Top drawer…I need to get dressed…make it quick," echoing my words from last night.

I moved away from him quickly, returning even faster. "Lay back down the way you were," he commanded softly, so I lay back down on my side. A couple of seconds later his arms slid around me again, the left one heading south this time. I moaned loudly when his gentle fingers made contact with my centre, letting my left leg fall backwards over his, giving myself completely over to his touch.

He teased me for a few minutes before removing his hand, whispering in my ear, "I want to be in your pussy right now Bella, moving gently with you from behind." The only response I could give was a whimper as I reached behind me and started stroking him gently.

"Your yeses just get better and better," he groaned and he moved my hand away and slowly entered me. We rocked back and forth together, gently building up our pace as moans from me and deep, chesty groans from him filled the room. I placed my hand on top of his and laced our fingers together as we reached our peak at the same time, and continued to lay there, holding his hand as we both came back down.

I was starting to drift off again when I felt him gently nuzzling the back of my neck. I giggled softly, a sound very much not me, and I felt his lips turn up in a smile on the side of my neck. "And what, Miss Bella, are you giggling at?" he asked with a smile in his voice.

"Just happy," I replied. My stomach growled loudly then, somewhat spoiling the mood. "And hungry," I added. "Give me 5 minutes for a shower and I'll make something for breakfast?"

"How about I make breakfast while you shower?" he offered. I rolled over to look at him for the first time that morning and he quite literally took my breath away. I had less than two seconds to take in his sparking, happy green eyes before he caught my lips in a sweet, tender kiss.

"Mmm…" I sighed happily when we broke apart.

"OK missy, up and in the shower!" he ordered playfully, sliding out of bed and pulling the covers with him.

"Edward!" I cried as I curled up in a ball facing away from him to hide my nakedness. I chanced a look at him over my shoulder to see him grinning broadly as he pulled on his jeans from last night. I smiled lazily to myself as I watched him cross the room to the door where my bathrobe was hanging.

He lifted it from its hook and threw it across the room so it landed just out of my reach on the end of the bed. I sat up quickly and snatched it up, trying to hide as much of myself from him as I could which seemed to amuse him to no end as he started laughing at me. I stood and tied the belt firmly around my waist before turning to face him. "And what, exactly, are you laughing at?" I demanded. I walked towards him and tripped on some dirty scrubs lying on my floor.

"Oh Bella," he sighed as he reached out and caught me, pulling me into his arms. "Silly, silly Bella. There's nothing for you to hide from me – I saw all of you last night and you were beautiful."

I blushed furiously as I buried my head against his chest, mumbling, "Yeah, in the moonlight with tequila goggles on!"

"Bella, you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, tequila goggles or not. Last night in the moonlight your body looked like it could have been carved from marble. Falling asleep with you in my arms was nothing short of perfect – you were so warm and soft. And then this morning, minus the tequila goggles, you're even more perfect than I thought you were," he murmured into the top of my head.

I blushed an even deeper shade of scarlet at that – no one had ever said words like that to me before. I stayed buried against his perfect chest until I felt some of the heat leaving my face. Then I pulled back slightly and looked up to him, whispering, "Well, tequila goggles or not, you're not too bad yourself." I stretched on my tip toes to place an innocent kiss on his lips, then disengaged myself from his arms and headed for the bathroom.

I locked the door behind me and turned to face myself in the mirror. I looked like…nothing I'd ever looked like before. While my hair was wild it was good wild – I couldn't bring myself to call it sex hair, but it wasn't the usual untamed bird's nest that it was most mornings. My cheeks were flushed and my eyes were surprisingly clear, surprising because of the amount of tequila I'd had the night before. But what got me the most was the stupid grin I was wearing, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get it to budge. I moved over to the shower and turned on the water, running my brush through my hair while I waited for the water to heat up.

I stepped in and stood there for a minute, letting the warm water flow down my body, relaxing me further. I lathered up my loofah with my favourite shower gel and quickly scrubbed my body clean. I followed that up with my wildberry shampoo and conditioner, revelling in the fresh, fruity smell wafting around me in the shower. Once my hair was clean I turned off the water, wrapped my hair turban-style in one towel and dried myself off with another. I slid my arms back into my bathrobe and gave my hair a quick rub with the towel before twisting it up in a clip on the back of my head to keep it out of the way.

I opened the bathroom door and was immediately hit with the smell of bacon. I dressed quickly in loose jeans and a t-shirt and followed the smell to the kitchen where I found Edward in his jeans…and Alice's pink frilly apron. I covered my mouth to stifle my giggles but one slipped out and he turned quickly on the spot. "What's so funny? Do you really want me to get bacon fat burns Bella?" he asked with a teasing smile.

"Nope," I giggled, "but I want to find a camera!"

"You do that and there's no breakfast for you," he threatened, turning away from me just as the toaster popped.

Sensing defeat, I sat myself at the table in front of one of two steaming cups of coffee. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Edward remove the pink apron before he brought breakfast to the table. He placed two heaped plates of bacon, scrambled eggs, hash browns, toast and sausage down and then sat across from me with a big grin on his face. "Hangover breakfast," he announced proudly.

I grinned back and reached for the ketchup, dribbling it over my hash browns and sausage before attacking the food with gusto. "Edward, this is fantastic!" I exclaimed around a mouthful of eggs and toast.

"What was that? I didn't quite catch it around the rolling food in your mouth!" he teased.

I swallowed quickly and replied, "I said this is fantastic!"

"Well thank you," he answered with a smile, "I aim to please."

That last statement should have been completely harmless, but Edward added a rather suggestive eyebrow wiggle that had me tingling in places that breakfast shouldn't excite. I quickly looked down at my plate and we finished our meal in companionable silence.

When we were done eating we cleaned up, chatting idly as we washed the dishes together. Edward announced he was going to take a shower so I decided to tidy my room and get the laundry organised. I rounded up the five pairs of scrubs from the previous week that were scattered around the floor along with various t-shirts and pyjamas. I was thankful that my underwear had all made it into the hamper for a change instead of landing wherever I took it off. I quickly made the bed and then opened the window. As Alice would say, my room smelt like sex – not that I really minded. I heard the shower stop so I knew I was safe to run the washing machine. I grabbed my hamper and made my way past the bathroom to the laundry, quickly filling the machine and putting the load on.

Edward came out of the bathroom just as I passed the door. I turned to ask him what he felt like doing for the rest of the day but my words caught in my throat at the sight of him…wrapped only in a towel. My eyes raked over his body, from his still wet hair, over his gorgeous face, down his impeccably toned chest, finally stopping where he had the towel tucked in on itself to stop it from falling down. My eyes wandered back up slowly, lingering on the fine hairs leading from his belly button downwards… My gaze finally reached his face again as he leaned against the doorframe, smirking at me in a way that should've irritated me but it only turned me on more. "See something you like?" he asked with an amused tone in his voice.

"Mmm…I see a few things I like…" I replied as I moved closer to him, wrapping my arms around his warm body and stretching up for a kiss.

The arm that wasn't supporting his weight on the doorframe snaked around my waist, holding me closer as our kiss deepened. I slowly trailed the fingertips of my left hand around from his back to gently scratch up and down his chest, letting it come to rest at the top of his towel. He groaned into my mouth as I let my fingertips drift softly from side to side along the fold of the towel, stopping once again in the centre. I slid my fingers slightly under the top, untangling the towel so it dropped to the floor. I took his length in my hand and started stroking him at a leisurely pace.

He broke our kiss as his head fell back. He moaned softly as I increased my pace while randomly placing delicate kisses on his neck. He moved his hand from around my waist and starting working the hem of my t-shirt up when we heard the unmistakable sound of a key turning in the lock.