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Chapter 38

I felt my mouth drop open a split second before tears sprang into my eyes. "What are you doing here?" I blurted out.

He grinned. "Alice decided she needed three servers tonight, so here I am!"

I shook my head in disbelief. "You need to put that tray down," I said.

I followed him over to the corner where the food was sitting and waited impatiently for him to set his tray down. When he finally turned to face me I launched myself into his arms.

"You and Alice are in so much trouble," I mumbled against his neck.

"This has been planned for the last two weeks honey – it was so hard not to tell you!" he said, pulling back and kissing me softly.

"Bella!" I heard Alice squeal. "And Edward!" I felt her tiny little body crash into my back before she threw her arms around us both.

I managed to extricate myself and gave her a proper hug. "That was brilliant! I can't believe how well received it all was!"

"I'm just glad the nervous part is over…now I just have to go and schmooze with my potential new clients and suppliers!" She danced off and was immediately surrounded.

Two hours later we were all standing outside, ready to go home. Rosalie's model friends had left not long after the show but Rose had hung around and was now telling us she'd been approached by three different modelling agencies.

Carlisle and Esme said their goodbyes first, sliding into Carlisle's Mercedes for the drive to their hotel. Alice had given the lingerie she'd made to each of the models and the boys were still wearing their vests so there were no garment bags to be taken care of. She was holding a small overnight bag and standing next to Emmett's Jeep.

"I'm staying at Jasper's tonight, then I have meetings with suppliers all day tomorrow," she said with a grin. "So you two lovebirds have the apartment to yourselves until I get home tomorrow night."

"Speaking of, did we want to go out tomorrow night?" Rose asked. "No silly drinking games, maybe dinner at our place and we can go from there?"

Edward squeezed me gently before whispering in my ear, "Do we have to? I'd rather stay in with you all night."

My body tingled at the sensation of his breath on my ear. "Sounds good Rose," I said, trying to ignore Edward's obvious erection digging into my back. "But I can't stay out too late – I have to work on Sunday and I'm guessing I'll need to take this one to the airport." I inclined my head towards Edward.

"Brilliant!" Emmett boomed. "I'll pick the three of you up at six so you don't have to drive."

We all said our goodbyes then. Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie all climbed into the Jeep and Edward and I drove away in my truck.

We parked downstairs and stepped into the lift. "Where's all your stuff?" I asked.

"In Alice's room," he said with a sheepish smile. "I brought it over while you were napping this afternoon…you didn't really think she'd be able to sleep before the show, did you?"

I slapped his chest playfully as we stepped off on my floor. "Rat bag."

We walked through the door and I locked it quickly behind me. Before I had a chance to put my bag down Edward crushed me between his body and the door.

"You look so good in that dress," he growled into my ear, sliding his hands down to cup my ass. "And you're going to look even better out of it."

I dropped my keys and purse and threaded my fingers in his hair. "Missed me, have we?" I teased.

He responded by devouring my lips with his own, moving his hands to unzip my dress. I slid my hands between us and unbuttoned his vest and shirt, sliding them off his shoulders and onto the floor.

We broke apart briefly so I could take off my shoes, and Edward tugged my dress off my body after kicking his own shoes off and pulling off his socks. He pulled me against him again, running his hands back down to my butt.

"A g-string Bella? What possessed you to wear something so…sexy?" He breathed the last word against my neck before kissing his way out to my shoulder while running his fingers under the thin band around my waist.

Thank you, Alice, I thought to myself, making a mental note to thank Alice for my lingerie from her range.

I moaned and pushed myself closer to him. "I was thinking of you," I admitted. "I've been missing you so much, I thought if I felt sexy when I went out tonight that I could come home and call you…" I let my voice trail off as I looked up at him.

"You wanted me to talk to you while you touched yourself?" he asked. I felt his body react to the thought.

I nodded and leaned in towards him. "But now I don't need to," I whispered. "Because you're here to do it for me." I sucked his earlobe into my mouth and bit down gently, sending a shudder down his spine.

I took advantage of his moment of weakness and quickly undid his belt and trousers, letting them fall to the floor. I placed my hand squarely over his erection.

"Take me to bed, Edward," I purred.

He lifted me in his arms and carried me to my room, kicking the door shut behind him and practically throwing me onto my bed. He crawled over me and crushed his body to mine. "I'm going to make you feel so good," he murmured, sliding his hand around my back to unclasp my bra. Once he got the hooks undone I slid my arms from the straps, delighting in the feeling of his mouth consuming my breast.

My legs wrapped around his body of their own accord and I ground myself up into him. "Slowly, my Bella," he breathed against my skin. "The night is only just beginning."

We spent the next hour touching, stroking and teasing each other. So many times I begged him to make love to me and each time he'd tease me in a new way. When he moved down my body and started placing soft, wet kisses against my centre I lost control.

"Edward, for fuck's sake, if you're not inside me in the next five seconds I'm going to have to tie you to this bed and have my way with you!"

I saw the corners of his mouth turn up as he slid his way up my body, slowly entering me as his face drew level with mine. I moaned in relief.

"As tempting as you having your way with me sounds, right now I just want to make you feel amazing," he said, looking into my eyes as he started to move.

We made love slowly, gently, a stark comparison to the frenzied beginning of our evening. We climaxed together and I curled up in his arms afterwards, a silly grin taking over my face.

"I missed you," he whispered to the top of my head.

My arm snaked across his bare torso and I cuddled in closer. "I missed you too."

"Alice said you have tomorrow off…" he hinted.

"Mmm hmm," I replied, not wanting to think about anything but the moment we were in.

"Did you want to do something fun?" he prompted.

"Mmm hmm."

"Did you want to go to sleep?"

"Mmm hmm."

He chuckled softly and we fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.

I woke the next morning to the sun coming in through the partly opened blinds in my room and soft music in the background. I rolled over to find Edward propped up on one elbow, smiling at me.

"You're beautiful when you sleep," he said softly.

"You were watching me sleep?" I was mortified.

He answered by leaning down and kissing me gently.

"What's the music?" I asked, looking over to my iPod dock. My white iPod was laying next to it, and unfamiliar blue one plugged in and obviously playing.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"I do – the pianist is amazing," I said truthfully.

He took a deep breath. "It's me."

I searched his face, realisation hitting me like a Mack truck. "You?" I asked. "That's you?"

He nodded, a look of uncertainty on his face. "Do you still like it?"

I giggled and kissed his nose. "I love it even more! Tell me about the songs…but turn it up first!"

He walked naked over to the dock and grabbed the remote. I almost drooled at the sight of his naked body making its way gracefully back to my bed. He slid in under the covers and pulled me against his side. He pointed the remote across the room and turned the volume up before flicking through the songs until he found the one he was looking for.

"This is A Song for Alice," he said simply. "I wrote it for her as an eighteenth birthday gift."

I lay in his arms letting the tune envelope me. "It reminds me of Alice – all happy and playful." I lifted myself up and smiled at him.

"That's what I had in mind when I wrote it for her," he said with a smile.

I snuggled back against him and listened to the rest of the song. "What's next?"

He flicked through the songs again before letting another one play. This one was deeper, slower, quite moody.

"Tell me about this one," I prompted.

"This one doesn't really have a name, I wrote it after Stephenie and I broke up," he explained. "I was in a dark place and music has always brought me out of those kind of moods."

I listened as the song continued, the pace gradually increasing as the notes climbed into a crescendo before dropping off to something quite soft and gentle.

"I wrote it as a first and second movement," he said, gently running his fingers up and down my arm. "The first is the dark, heavy part at the beginning that I wrote while I was still raw. The second is the lighter and softer part – I wrote it a few months after we split and I was healing."

A stray tear fell from my eye as I looked up at him again. "It's beautiful – all of it. Knowing the story behind it makes it even more amazing – that you can express your emotions like that is phenomenal."

"That you understand me enough to know that my emotions are in that song is what's phenomenal," he whispered as the song ended.

I lay there looking into his eyes as the next song started. "I didn't write this one, it's one of Esme's favourites," he explained.

"I know this one!" I said, happy that I had some idea. "It's Clair de Lune!"

He smiled at my excitement. "Very good," he said, tapping the end of my nose with his index finger.

I lay down again, resting my head on his stomach so I could look up at him. "You're very good," I whispered.

He smiled down at me. "Thank you."

We lay in silence, listening to the remainder of the piece.

"There's one more I'd like you to hear," Edward said, sounding nervous. He sat up and skipped to the last song on the playlist.

I listened as the beautiful, soulful melody filled my bedroom. It made my heart feel warm and my body light – I felt better than I'd ever felt before in my life. I turned my head to ask Edward what this song was but he placed his finger against my lips. "Just listen," he whispered.

I closed my eyes and felt a smile creep across my face as the music reached its peak, amazing harmonies and deep notes combining to make me feel as though I was walking on air. The song eventually ended with a few soft chords and I slowly opened my eyes to find Edward watching me.

"That was incredible," I whispered, not wanting to break the feeling in the room.

"So is my inspiration," he whispered back, leaning over and capturing my lips in a tender kiss.

I pulled back, stunned. "You wrote that for me?"

"For you, about you, because of you," he replied. "Did you like it?"

I crawled across the bed and straddled his lap. "Edward, what I know about music you could fit on the tip of a scalpel. All I know is that piece moved me and made me feel things that no piece of music has ever made me feel before."

He buried his head in my neck and I felt his body shake. I stroked his hair until he lifted his head to face me.

"Thank you," he whispered against my lips.

"Make love to me?" I breathed back, rocking my hips against his body. He lifted me and slowly slid inside me, rocking back against me. His legs hung off the side of the bed and mine were wrapped around his waist. His music continued to play as we made love, which only intensified the feelings we were sharing.

I lay in his arms afterwards, listening to his gentle, even breathing while he slept.

I don't know how I got so lucky, I thought to myself. But I swear I'm not going to screw this up.

I must have drifted off as well because the next thing I knew, Edward was standing next to me in Alice's pink apron and nothing else, holding a tray. I smiled lazily up at him. "What's all this?"

"Lunch," he answered. "Your stomach was growling while you slept so I thought I'd wake you up with food."

"Sounds good," I said, sitting up and covering myself with the sheet.

"That's enough of that," he said, indicating the sheet. "If you're not naked, you don't get lunch."

"You're not naked," I countered.

He set the tray on the end of the bed and quickly removed the apron. "Better?" He cocked an eyebrow at me.

"Much," I replied, letting the sheet fall to my waist again.

He handed me my lunch – a ham and mustard pickle sandwich – before setting the tray on the floor.

"How did you know I like mustard pickles? Maybe they were Alice's?" I asked.

"Alice has never eaten mustard pickles in her life, so I took an educated guess they were yours," he said with a cocky smirk.

I snorted and then smiled, digging into my lunch. He handed me an apple when we were both finished our sandwiches. I bit into it and felt the juice trickle down my chin. I went to wipe it up but Edward stopped my hand.

"Allow me," he whispered huskily before licking from the underside of my chin up to my lips.

I couldn't stop the moan that escaped at the feeling of his tongue on my body. Edward reached for my hand and took the apple, placing it back on the tray.

"If you like it when I lick apple juice from your chin…" he growled against my ear.

"Yes?" I couldn't believe how breathy my voice was.

He slowly pulled the sheet back and gently separated my legs. "Sit on the edge of the bed for me Bella."

I turned so my legs were hanging off the edge of the bed and Edward knelt on the floor between them. He moved in slowly, blowing cool air across my centre, making me whimper involuntarily. When his tongue made contact my arms gave out and I collapsed backwards on the mattress.

"Holy fuck!" I moaned, throwing my legs over his shoulders.

He moaned against me at my reaction, sending a shockwave up my spine. "More!" I begged.

It didn't take long for him to send me into orbit, and when I came back down and opened my eyes I found him gazing longingly at me.

"You look amazing when you let go," he said, grabbing my knees and forcing them apart again. "Do you want more?"

I nodded, moving to sit up.

"Stay where you are," he ordered, lifting my legs so they were wrapped around his hips. He slowly entered me and his head fell back as the most delicious moan fell from his lips. "You feel so good," he breathed as he started moving.

It didn't take long before we were both grunting and moaning. He was hitting spots inside me that I didn't know existed and I felt another climax building.

"Edward, I can't hold out much longer," I groaned.

"Then don't," he replied. His eyes, heavy with lust, locked onto mine. "Come with me Bella."

My world exploded around me as Edward collapsed on top of me. "Wow," he breathed into my neck.

"Wow indeed," I said back, trying to catch my breath.

We both jumped when his cell phone rang out in the living room. He stood slowly and then ran bare-assed from my room. "Hello?" I heard him answer. "Hey Em…yep…what time is now?..holy shit!..yeah, just slept a bit…see you then…bye."

He hung up as he walked back into my room. I'd dragged myself back so I was fully on the bed. "Emmett?" I asked.

He nodded. "He asked if you can raid your wine collection for dinner tonight, something about Rosalie is making some spicy chicken dish and he doesn't know what wine should go with it."

"Not a problem," I said, stretching my arms above my head.

"Don't tempt me," he said with a smirk, sitting down beside me.

I quickly curled up into a ball and poked my tongue out.

"Very mature, Bella. Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"After lunch?" I guessed.

"Well and truly – it's almost four o'clock!" he said.

"Crap!" I exclaimed, sitting up. "Alice will be home soon and our clothes are still all over the house from last night."

"Relax," he whispered, leaning over and kissing my forehead. "Why don't you go and shower while I pick up our clothes, then I'll shower when you're done."

I smiled and slid off the side of the bed, stretching again once I was on my feet.

"Bella," he growled warningly.

I smiled over my shoulder then walked over and grabbed my robe off the door. "I'm going, I'm going."

I stepped carefully into the hot water and relaxed as it massaged my muscles. I took my time washing my body, taking care to shave where I needed to. I lathered my hair in my favourite strawberry shampoo and rinsed it out, following it with my conditioner. I let it sit for a few minutes while I scrubbed my face with my gritty exfoliator. I rinsed the conditioner from my hair and wrung it out before turning off the shower and grabbing a towel to wrap my hair in. I grabbed a second one for my body and stepped from the shower just as Edward knocked on the door.

"Can I come in?"

"Can you handle me being wrapped in a towel?" I replied, unlocking the door.

"I'll manage," he answered, walking in, still naked.

"Get in the shower before I take advantage of you," I joked, swatting him playfully on the butt.

I dried my body off while he was in the shower and wrapped myself in my robe before attacking my hair with the hair dryer. I was putting it away when Alice burst through the bathroom door, just as Edward opened the shower door to reach for a towel.

"Argh!" they both screamed, Alice covering her eyes and running out and Edward bursting out laughing,

I giggled as I handed him a towel. "You might want to get decent before you come out," I suggested.

I found Alice in her room, trying to decide what to wear out. "How was your day?" I asked, flopping on her bed and tucking my legs under me.

She launched into a blow-by-blow account of her meetings. She'd decided on a fabric supplier after meeting with three of them and had the contract in her bag for Edward to look over before she signed it. She'd gone to a label-making service about having AC Design tags made to be sewn into her clothes but decided they were too expensive so she was going to look at other options. She'd taken lunch to Jasper at the hospital and met a few of our work colleagues.

"Now," she said, finally drawing breath. "What are you wearing tonight?"

"Alice, I am perfectly capable of dressing myself," I warned her.

She grinned. "I don't think it matters what you wear – Edward is going to jump you when you get home regardless!"

"Lovely – are you staying at Jasper's again tonight?"

"Yep – but I'll be here when you get back from the airport tomorrow, 'kay?"

I smiled. "Sounds like a plan. I'm going to get ready – see you in a bit!"

Edward was getting dressed in my room when I walked in. I let out a low wolf-whistle. Grey shirt, top couple of buttons undone, sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms, dark jeans and his Docs – what more could I want?

He smiled. "See something you like?"

I nodded and walked over to my closet, not letting him distract me. "Yep. Now I just have to find something that you like."

"Taking that robe off would be a good start," he suggested. I glared at him over my shoulder and then cracked up laughing when he wiggled his eyebrows at me.

I settled on a pair of jeans with dark blue embroidery up the sides and a low-cut baby pink top. "How do I look?" I asked, doing a careful twirl.

"Perfect," he answered, rising from his position on the bed to give me a gentle hug.

"I'm going to do my hair and my face, I think Alice has a contract for you to look at," I told him.

"Sure do," she said, almost magically appearing in the doorway. "You go read while Bella and I make ourselves even more beautiful!"

Edward took the contract from her and headed for the living room while Alice and I headed back to the bathroom. We both kept our makeup light and fresh and she brushed her short hair and left it as it was.

"Can I do you hair, Bella?" she asked.

"Sure," I replied, kneeling on the mat so she could reach. "But keep it simple."

When Alice was finished I admired her handiwork in the mirror. "Perfect!" I declared. She'd tied my hair into a ponytail with a side part then twisted sections of my hair to make a loopy bun on the back of my head. "Emmett should be here soon…" I was cut off by a knock at the door.

"I'll get it," Edward yelled.

We walked into the living room as Edward closed the door behind Emmett. "Wow! You girlies scrub up ok!" he joked. Edward rolled his eyes behind his younger brother.

"Just let me get my keys and stuff and we'll be ready," Alice said.

Ten minutes later with wine in hand we were in the Jeep and heading to Rosalie and Emmett's apartment. Alice gave the boys a similar description of her day to the one she'd given me, and Edward gave her the legal ok to sign the contract with the fabric supplier.

We sat down to dinner not long after we arrived, Rosalie serving up her Portugese chicken on a bed of rice with steamed vegetables on the side.

"No Jasper?" Edward asked.

"Working till eight," Alice said through a mouthful of food. "He'll meet us here after."

"This is awesome Rose," I said.

"Thanks," she replied. "And thanks for bringing the wine!"

After dinner we moved into their living room and Edward, Emmett and Alice had Rosalie and me in stitches with stories of their childhood. Jasper walked in a little after 8:30 and Rose went and heated up some dinner for him.

We walked further into the city around 10 and lined up at Blackbill again.

"Hey, you're Alice Cullen!" the girl in front of us said, recognising Alice.

"Yeah…" Alice replied slowly.

"I was at your launch," the girl explained. "When will you be open for business?"

Alice's face broke out in a blinding smile. "I'm taking orders now but as yet I can't guarantee a delivery date," she said, fishing in her purse. "Here's my card – if you email that address I'll get back to you."

"Sweet! Do you have a few more of these I can pass on to my friends?" the girl asked.

Alice handed over a few more cards and the girl turned back to the people she was with.

"That was so cool!" Alice bubbled.

We descended the stairs into the club a short while later and the boys headed to the bar while us girls grabbed a table near the dance floor.

The next few hours were some of the best of my life. I was with my two best girlfriends in Alice and Rosalie, my two best guy friends in Jasper and Emmett, and the love of my life. None of us drank that much, we just talked, laughed and danced the night away.

It was close to three in the morning when we decided to call it a night. Edward and I joined the cab line after saying goodbye to the others. We finally got home just before four.

"I'm exhausted," I declared, flopping down on the bed.

"Me too," Edward agreed, sitting down and unlacing his Docs so he could take them off. We both quickly cleaned our teeth and changed into pyjamas.

"What time does your flight leave?" I asked, picking up my dreaded alarm clock.

"Twenty five past twelve, so we should get up around ten?" he suggested.

I set the alarm and crawled under the covers, instinctively snuggling into his side.

"Three weeks Bella,' he whispered, "then I can hold you every night."

I fell asleep with that thought in my mind and a smile on my lips.

A/N: I know I don't normally put notes at the end, but this one would've spoiled the chapter. In answer to a few PMs I got when Edward wrote Bella's Song, yes, I have a background in music. I can't write a piece to save my life, but I can play pretty much whatever is put in front of me. Hopefully my writing made all you non-music people feel what I wanted it to.