A/N: Here's the new chappie for all you lovely readers. I was trying to wait until I got 400 reviews, but I'm six away and the chapter was done, so I couldn't bear to hold onto it. I'm sure you all appreciate that.

Everyone who wants to know about Emmett's reaction to the news will have to wait one more chapter. In fact, I will probably do an Em POV for the important stuff.

Anyways, enjoy the chapter. Reviews are always appreciated.

I don't own twilight, but I do own a big container of Tim Hortons coffee that is almost gone. Oh No.

EPOV

"Everything goes in apartment 501 on the top floor," my mother explained to the two movers currently standing beside the moving truck. We had arrived in front of my new home only five minutes ago, but Esme was already waiting outside, pacing nervously for our arrival in the cold Chicago air. "The service elevator is at the end of the lobby, and to the left."

The moment Emmett and I announced the move, Esme had insisted on helping in any way possible. She had painters, which Bella thought were burglars, here last Saturday and they were at Emmett's new place on Sunday. And today, she was here instructing everyon0e, while Alice did the same at Emmett's home. I was relieved that Alice ended up with Emmett because I couldn't handle her knowing I lived across the street from Bella, and she would immediately notice. I pulled out my cell phone and sent Bella a quick text as I made sure my mother wasn't watching me.

Go to your window –E

I grabbed two bags from the back of my car and brought them upstairs, eagerly awaiting Bella's response.

Sexy movers. I think the one with the comb over and beer gut is hot –B

That's me. A lot has changed in a month –E

Just more of you to love, sexy –B

I laughed happily as I looked up towards her apartment and saw her watching me, with a huge smile on her face. It took almost all of my willpower not to run up to her apartment and kiss her like I had thought of for the past thirty five days. Suddenly, Bella disappeared from view and I immediately felt Esme beside me. "Something have your attention Edward?"

"Nope." I lied, as I grabbed a box from my trunk and brought it upstairs anxiously. The movers were almost done unloading when I got another text from her.

When do I get my dinner date? –B

What about tonight? I can be up there around six after I shake off Esme and take a shower –E

See you then –B

I had an honest to goodness date with Bella tonight. I could even tell my mother about it, if I chose, because Alice wasn't completely against us dating. I stepped into my new living room feeling a little overwhelmed at all the boxes that were piled up. Esme was already in my bedroom, shoving my pillows into pillow cases so that when I passed out later tonight, I had a comfortable bed ready for me. I was about to go and help her when my cell phone started to buzz in my pocket. I walked towards the kitchen and flipped it open. It was Rosalie.

"Good Afternoon Rose," I said politely when I answered the phone. I was now pacing around the far side of the kitchen, desperate for my mother to not hear us at all.

"I've thought about it Edward and I think it's best to tell Emmett. Logan deserves to know his dad." Damn right he deserves to know his dad, I thought to myself as I unloaded some mugs into a cupboard in the kitchen.

"Thank god," I said with a sigh as my hand reached into another box for some plates. "I'm glad you've come to this decision, and I know it couldn't have been easy for you. Do you know when you want to do this? I think it would be best if each of you had someone there for support."

"I was thinking about all of us having brunch next Sunday. You and Emmett, and me and Alice." This sounded completely fine to me. "Once we have told Emmett, we can tell Carlisle and Esme. I want Emmett to know first and I don't want to tell everyone at once. I'm not quite sure yet when I will introduce them all to Logan, but I want to see and talk to Emmett first."

"That's fine Rosalie. I promise you won't regret this. Emmett is actually moving into his new place right now. It's in a good neighborhood, very safe, with a park nearby. I even made him get a two bedroom condo, even though I claimed he should use the spare room as a gym. I'm sure Esme will have it changed into a bedroom for Logan in no time." I was so excited; I thought my smile would crack my face. Thinking of Emmett spending time with Logan and getting to know him was going to be a wonderful thing for the Cullen Family.

"Let's just take this one step at a time Edward. I don't want you to get your hopes up, because it's still possible Emmett will want nothing to do with us when he finds out the truth," commented Rosalie. She sounded sad as she spoke these words, which made me think that she may still have feelings for Emmett. It's probably hard to get over someone when you have a little reminder of your love running around everywhere. I guess we'll find out next Sunday about how she feels. "Let's meet at Sandersons on Northwestern at 10:30 next Sunday morning, okay?" I agreed with her, and once our call was done, I entered the brunch into my iPhone so I wouldn't forget it and then I called Emmett.

"How's the move going?" I inquired with a laugh, knowing I got the better end of the deal with Esme helping me instead of Alice.

"It's been insane dude. Alice is a little slave driver. My entire apartment is almost unpacked, but I have no idea where she put anything." I laughed easily at his predicament and wondered if I should con Bella into helping me unpack tomorrow.

"So listen, we're going to brunch next Sunday with some old friends. I'll pick you up at 10." I really didn't want to get into too many specifics; for fear that he wouldn't show up. He had no idea I was talking to Rose, and I wanted to keep it that way. I didn't like the idea of blindsiding him in the restaurant, but doing everything in public was probably for the best.

"Define 'old friends' little brother?" asked Emmett as I dodged the question completely. After I practically begged, he finally agreed to come with us. So everything was set for what I was now calling 'Sunday, Bloody Sunday.' I wasn't looking forward to the shouting, arguing and possible fighting, but I was looking forward to taking my nephew to a Mariners game one day soon, so in my opinion, dealing with the first one was definitely worth it if it got me to the second one. Maybe Bella would want to come to the game with us, I thought to myself for a moment. I needed to stop thinking about her constantly.

Esme walked into the room moments later, and could immediately sense my change of mood. It was like I had my second wind, I was excited and energetic. "What's going on?"

"There is nothing going on Mom, I think perhaps you're a little testy because you haven't had your daily martini yet," I said with a laugh as she stared at me in frustration. I had teased my mother about her drinking habits on a regular basis ever since Emmett and I were joking with her a few years ago and she confused the words 'lush' and 'slut' and accidently called herself a slut. My mother was definitely a lush, but by no means a slut. At least I hoped she wasn't, and I was hoping to never going to find out.

"Call it women's intuition Edward; I know something is going on with you."

"Fine mom. I talked to Bella and we're going to go out," I said casually. Of course, Esme's face lit up, but I expected that. Especially after the way she had been pushing us together at Christmas.

"Tonight?" she asked as I nodded my head. "Well then, I should go. You need to shower and find something nice to wear. I hung up a few suits in the closet; you should wear one of those. I like the dark blue one. You look very handsome in that. Should I iron it before I go?"

"Mom, calm down. I'm going to her place for dinner. I don't need a suit okay. It's just dinner, we're not getting married. We're going to talk and eat. That's it." She looked a little disappointed in me, no doubt hoping that our first official date would be some grand affair like I had thought, but it didn't matter.

"Okay Edward, but I expect to get a call tomorrow letting me know if you are going out again, and be nice to her. She just got out of a long term relationship." I nodded at my mother in acknowledgement of her words and then she grabbed her purse and stepped into the hallway, giving me a kiss on the cheek before she left. As I closed the door behind me, I leaned against it and slid down until I was sitting on the floor. I pulled out my cell phone and quickly text Bella.

Esme knows we have a date. Kill me –E

I didn't get a response from her for almost an hour, but she called instead of texting me back. She had stepped out grocery shopping to pick up a few last minute things for dinner tonight and informed me that dinner wouldn't be ready till at least six thirty.

"Would you mind if I came over a bit early?" I asked curiously. I was missing her dreadfully and wanted to hook up a zip line between my bedroom and hers so that I could get to her faster. I'm sure the City of Seattle wouldn't agree to zoning for that one though.

"No, it's no problem Edward. Come over whenever you're ready," she said sweetly as we finished our conversation and I folded up a few boxes before heading into the shower.

I was standing outside Bella's door around six, holding a small bouquet of flowers I had managed to pick up down at the local florist just before they closed. For the first time I was actually missing L.A. where you could find an open flower shop at midnight down on Melrose. Not that I ever bought any, but I knew they were there.

"Good Evening Mr. Cullen," said Bella sweetly as she opened her door and let me in.

"Nice to see you again Miss Swan," I replied as I leaned in and gave her a sweet peck on the cheek. I handed her the small bouquet of lilies and smiled brightly as she blushed at my gesture. Bella stepped back into her kitchen to take care of something on the stove, as I moved forward into the main room, surveying the surroundings. I had never been in Bella's place before, and it was very casual and lived in. She was probably very comfortable here. She had pictures on the wall of her family and friends, mostly of her and Alice and as I walked towards her bookshelf, I noticed that it was so filled with books that there were dozens lying on the floor in front of it. As I checked out some of the photos on her desk, I noticed a little one of Logan, sitting on Santa's knee. "When did you get this one?" I asked curiously as I held it up and she turned from the stove to look at me.

"That was last Christmas, he was four. It was shortly after they moved back to town," she replied casually as she opened a different pot and began stirring something that smelled wonderful. I moved across the living room and was about to sit on the couch when I remembered her previous comments about Jacob having sex on it. I opted to walk back towards her and sat on a kitchen chair as I watched her finish dinner.

"So, when do we get to burn the couch?"

BPOV

The moment Edward showed up at my door clutching the lilies, I knew I was done for. He looked so sexy, yet adorable at the same time. I was definitely falling in love with this guy and we'd only known each other for less than two months. Of course, I said nothing of the sort and let him into my small apartment. He kissed me gently on the cheek, which considering how tame it was, made my panties wet. At least, it would have if I had been wearing any.

Edward wandered around the living room for a little bit, checking out photos of the family and he found one of Logan on my desk from last Christmas. I wish I had known then what I knew now, things would be drastically different, but then again, I might not have Edward. I couldn't even consider that as something I wanted. I needed him with me always.

"So, when do we get to burn the couch?" he called out as he sat on a dining room chair instead of my living room sofa. I laughed heartily as I glanced at the couch.

"Sorry babe, this is a brand new couch. I got rid of it last weekend. In fact, I was having my couch delivered when I noticed the people in your apartment," I replied as Edward looked somewhat relieved.

"The couch is a virgin?" he said with a laugh as he continued to watch me make dinner.

"That's one way of putting it. Would you mind getting the wine from the fridge? I have glasses over in the sideboard in the dining room." Edward walked to the sideboard first and pulled out two wide wine glasses and then grabbed the wine. It was only a few minutes later that I was serving dinner and we were sitting at the table, grinning at each other stupidly.

"I think I should propose a toast," said Edward as he lifted up his glass towards me. I followed his lead and waited for him to speak as my glass almost touched his. "To the start of something magical." I nodded my head in agreement as our classes clinked and I smiled brightly.

"So, how did the drive go?" I asked curiously as I took a bite of my garlic chicken. I had thought for days about what to make him for dinner, deciding on chicken, asparagus with hollandaise sauce and baked potatoes. It wasn't fancy, but I was good at making everything, so it tasted wonderful. Edward clearly agreed because he was moaning in pleasure before he spoke.

"It was slow and arduous. I thought about you the entire time, which only made me drive faster. Thank god I didn't get any tickets," he laughed as he reached over and grabbed my hand. I felt a little spark and he must have noticed it too, because he looked up from his dinner and was practically staring into my soul with his deep emerald eyes. "Oh, the big news of the day… Rosalie called me."

"No shit," I said in complete surprise. "What did she have to say?"

"We are going to breakfast next Sunday. Me, her, Alice and Emmett. She has decided to tell Emmett about Logan, thank god. I was petrified to break the news to him myself, but I was resolved to do it if it came to that." Edward was always completely serious when he spoke about Rosalie and Emmett these days. Not that I blamed him, there was nothing funny about the situation, but it was such a change from his normal personality that sometimes it made me feel a bit disconcerted.

"Are you going to meet Logan soon?" I asked curiously as he dropped his fork and ran his fingers through his hair.

"She wants to talk to Emmett first and get a feel for the situation. She really doesn't want to thrust Logan into the middle of all the tension, so I think she wants everyone to be calm about it. I don't blame her though; I'm relieved she doesn't want to bring Logan to brunch with us." When Edward mentioned the brunch, I knew it was a great idea to get them all together, especially with someone there to support them.

"Hold the phone, when are you going to brunch?" I asked, suddenly remembering a recent call I had with Rose.

"Next Sunday at 10:30."

"I'm babysitting for her. She called this morning and asked me if I could come over and watch him because her usual babysitter was at church." I was surprised I hadn't put it together sooner, but I was glad I would be there for him. He was going to have a difficult time adjusting from not having a father, to having a father, an uncle, an aunt and a set of awesome grandparents.

"Damn it. Now I wish I was with you next Sunday morning," laughed Edward as he squeezed my hand tightly in his. I reassured Edward that he would see Logan soon enough and he simply nodded in agreement. The rest of dinner was very relaxed and we talked about anything but our family issues. He told me about how Emmett had forced him to watch a pirated version of Wolverine and the quality sucked so bad, he didn't want to see it in the theatres, which I found funny, because Edward had told me of his previous love of anything X-Men related up at the cabin.

Once we were finished dinner, we left all the dishes soaking in the sink and cuddled up on my new, oversized couch, listening to Joshua Radin. He had become a favorite of ours lately. He was playing when we celebrated Christmas together and when we had phone sex, he was like our own sex music, which made me giggle. Edward and I were lying on the couch together on our sides, wrapped up in each other's arms with my back against the couch.

"I missed this," he said sweetly as he kissed my neck gently. "And I missed this too," this time kissing my collarbone.

"Well, I missed this," I said as I undid a button on his shirt and kissed his chest sweetly. We both knew where this was leading us, but we were taking our time. "I also missed this," I added as I kissed his lips and ran my fingers through his soft hair.

"Whenever I missed you, I always listened to 'The Fear You Won't Fall'." Edward admitted as he pulled me in for a deeper kiss. I reached for the remote for my stereo and quickly changed the song and immediately started to sing along quietly to it. I wasn't anywhere close to a good singer, but Edward didn't care. He saw the sweetness in the gesture.

I know you're scared that I'll soon be over it,
that's part of it all,
part of the beauty of falling in love with you,
is the fear you won't fall

it hasn't felt like this before
it hasn't felt like home...before you

And I know it's easy to say, but it's harder to feel this way
And I miss you more than I should, than I thought I could,
I can't get my mind off of you

When the song had stopped, I leaned forward and brushed my lips gently along his. "I missed you so much Edward. You need to promise we won't be apart for another month," I admitted sadly as I shoved my head into his shoulder, trying my best not to cry. Edward grabbed my shoulders gently and pushed me back from him, his fingers lifting my chin up so that I was staring into his eyes.

"Never again Bella. I promise." Edward kissed me sweetly before moving from the couch and standing up. He offered his hand to me and I took it greedily as he led me towards my bedroom. I had never wanted to be in my bed more in my life. Edward wrapped his arms around me tightly, moving me back towards the bed until I felt my knees against my quilt. I sat down and reached up, desperate to get his button down shirt from his body, but Edward backed away from me the moment his shirt fell to the ground.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he stood against the wall, with me still on the bed.

"Nothing is wrong sweetheart. I just wanted to look at how beautiful you are." I blushed a deep shade of pink and walked towards Edward.

"Sit on the bed Edward," I said forcefully, as I grabbed his hand and pulled him from the wall. Once he was seated, I kneeled before him and pulled off his socks and pants, leaving him in just his boxers, his hard cock straining against the cotton. "Don't move."

I leaned back on my ankles and stood up quickly, walking away from him to put on some music. I didn't even care what it was; I just wanted to hear something. Once the sounds of Van Morrison filled the air, I walked back towards Edward and slowly untied the tie of my wrap dress, sliding it sensually from me as I was left naked. I knew Edward and I would be together tonight, and I grinned as he gasped when he saw I was naked under the dress.

"All night? You were naked?" he stammered as I moved closer to him and simply nodded my head. "Fuck Bella, you should have told me."

"You should have found out for yourself Edward," I chastised as I straddled his waist and pushed him back onto the bed. "Now, you have two choices tonight… make love to me or fuck me for teasing you for the past month while you were away." I watched as Edward's eyes grew wide, clearly contemplating what he wanted from me.

"Can't I have both?" he begged greedily.

"Maybe. Pick one, and if you're a good boy, I'll give you the other one," I replied as I teased him by biting his nipple. "Have you made a decision yet?" I asked as I leaned forward and began sucking on his neck furiously; no doubt leaving a hickey that would be visible in the morning.

"Yes, I have," he replied as he grabbed my hips and lifted me off of him. Edward stood up and laid me on the bed on my back, my legs dangling off the edge until he grabbed my ankles in his hands and lifted them up. "Fucking first," he replied with a grin as he leaned forward and licked my clit for a moment, my ankles still grasped firmly in his hands.

I ran my hands through his hair and tugged gently as his motions on my clit sped up. "Edward, I need you," I panted eagerly after only a few minutes of him assaulting my pussy with his tongue. I felt one finger slip in between my lips and he licked it enthusiastically as I motioned towards the nightstand where I had put a new box of condoms in anticipation for night and many other nights to come. He grabbed one out of the box and handed it to me.

"Put it on me Bella," he instructed as I sat up slightly and ripped open the package, rolling the latex around him. "On your back." I listened intently to his words, missing his forceful bedroom voice for the past few weeks. It had been unbearable to not have him pleasuring me, and before I could even consider another thought, he thrust himself deep inside me, leaving me gasping for air.

"Holy shit," I screamed out as he moved his hands from my ankles to my thighs, where he put pressure against them, holding me open wider for him.

"You are so damned beautiful Bella," he exclaimed as he pounded his cock inside me. Although the sweet talk was lovely, I thought it was a bit much as he took me. He wasn't gentle, but I was desperate for release, so I told him so.

"Edward, harder baby," I screamed out as my finger reached between us and I began rubbing my clit feverishly. It had been so hard without him; I knew I wouldn't be able to handle it again. I should have just made him move in here, I thought to myself as my head started to thrash back and forth in pleasure. It was only a few minutes later than I heard Edward moaning my name over and over again as he came deep inside of me, bringing forth my own orgasm.

He repositioned us on the bed so that we were wrapped up together in my quilt and I looked down at him and smiled sincerely. I was falling desperately in love with this guy, and I couldn't do anything to help it. He was everything I didn't know I was looking for. "What are you thinking about?" I asked as I heard him laugh lightly, his warm breath on my shoulder.

"I was just wondering if I was going to get permission for round two."