A/N: I'm glad everyone took the reveal to Emmett so well. The reviews were awesome as per usual and I promise Logan will continue to be a little ladies man. I picture him like one of my friend's sons, who was the world's biggest flirt when he was five. There will probably be a few more EMPOV's as well, but not in this chapter.

I hope everyone enjoys, and I apologize if it's a bit on the short side. Life happens and all that crap right?

I don't own twilight, but I do have a two year old who is obsessed with our toilet today.

BPOV

The next few days were a blur of meetings with prospective authors and it wasn't until I got to my office after lunch, that I even realized the date. February 14th. I probably would have forgotten about it completely, had it not been for a bouquet of white roses sitting in the middle of my desk when I returned after a quiet lunch out with some friends from the office.

"Damn, someone has a special night planned," laughed Ellie as I leaned forward and smelled the flowers, reaching for the card and holding it tenderly in my hands.

"Actually I have no plans. My boyfriend and I have been so busy lately, we never made any plans," I explained honestly as I blushed at using the term 'boyfriend'. It was one of the first chances I had been able to say it. As I got comfortable in my office chair, Ellie and Simon excused themselves and smiled brightly as they left me alone to read my card.

Sorry I forgot

Dinner at 7, dress semi-formal

Edward

Well it wasn't the romantic note I was hoping for, but the gesture was definitely there, and at least I had plans. It sure beats sitting around in my pajamas and eating a pint of Ben & Jerry's which is what I did last year because Jacob had been out of town. As I flipped open my email and started to go through the six messages I had received while out at lunch, I suddenly realized I had nothing special to wear, so I did the only logical thing and I called Alice.

"You sound so frazzled, what's going on?" Alice asked calmly as I struggled to find the right words to say to her.

"I have plans for tonight, but I need something semi-formal to wear. You've seen my wardrobe, any suggestions?" I asked anxiously, trying not to give away too many details, but knowing full well Alice would require complete disclosure in order to help me.

"Not really, I guess you could wear… um… what about… shit, no that won't work either. What time is your date? Do we have time to go out after work to get you something?" she asked curiously as I noticed she didn't ask who I was going out with.

"It's at seven, so by the time I get home and everything, I won't have time. Maybe I'll just pretend I have food poisoning and head on over to BCBG down the street, they must have something right?" I inquired as Alice was actually pleased with my choice of store. It's not somewhere I would usually frequent, but it was on my way home technically, so it's not like I was going out of my way. Once the call was finished, I was relieved Alice hadn't quizzed me about my date. She knew I wanted to go out with Edward, but she didn't know we already had and since we wanted to take things relatively slow, we hadn't told her yet. This was Edward's decision not mine. I wanted to tell her, as my best friend, that I had found someone special.

It was only an hour later that I walked into my boss's office, feigning illness and being let go a bit early. It was only an hour and a half, but I was certain I could find something suitable in that time. The store was relatively busy, seeming to be filled with other women who didn't have the perfect outfit for Valentine's Day. When I walked in carrying my vase with my flowers, Cindy, the sales person put them off to the side and immediately helped me for the next thirty minutes. I ended up deciding on a really nice knee length red jersey knit dress. It had a plunging neckline and was practically backless, so I couldn't wear a bra, but I thought it was sexy yet sophisticated. I wasn't sure where we were going to dinner, but this was Edward and he was probably going all out, especially since we hadn't seen each other since the Sunday we had brunch with Rosalie, Alice and Emmett.

When I finally got into my apartment, it was almost five and I felt pressured to get ready. I took a quick shower, hoping to relax, but it didn't work. I did my hair, makeup and got dressed in what seemed like record time, but I as I looked at the clock it was 6:49pm. I was only ten minutes early. I spent the rest of the time cleaning up the apartment a bit and I was starting a load of laundry when Edward finally knocked on the door, looking like he just came from work. He was extremely handsome in a suit, and I hadn't seen him look so nice before.

"You clean up good," I said with a nervous wink as I grabbed my black wool pea coat and my purse, before closing the door behind me.

"I'd say the same to you, but I honestly think you look better in nothing at all," he whispered gently to me as I felt goose bumps form all over my body. I did my best to ignore the thought and walked with him down the hall, feeling his hands intertwine in mine.

We walked casually to his car, which was parked in front of my building, and I tried to find out from him where we were going to dinner, but he wouldn't budge. He would talk about every other topic, including finally meeting Logan in two days, but he never once mentioned where we were going. I felt a quick pang of anxiety when I noticed we were at Pike's Market, and heading straight towards a restaurant I had gone to with Jacob a couple of times, called 'Shea's'. Of course, Edward didn't need to know this. He had no idea that I had been here before, and I planned to keep it that way. There was no way I was ruining this night.

As we walked in, Edward gave his name to the hostess who promptly seated us at a table by the window that had lovely views of the Olympic Mountains. "Esme recommended this place, so if you don't like it, please blame her," he said with a laugh as we both picked up our menus and began to review them.

"I'm sure it will be fine Edward," I offered up a reassurance, knowing full well their food was actually excellent. I had to laugh as Edward and I ended up ordering the exact same meal of Asparagus Soup and Beef Tenderloin. "So I told Alice I had a date tonight and she was remarkably subdued. She offered some clothing suggestions, but never asked who I was going out with."

"That's odd, but to be expected. I talked to her yesterday and she told me things were a little better with Jasper, but they still hadn't reconciled. It was possible that she just had a lot on her mind. It sucks to be alone on Valentine's," said Edward thoughtfully as I quickly recalled last year and then tried to push the image from my mind.

"So, when was your best valentines?" I asked curiously as he rubbed his chin and started to think for a few minutes.

"Well, since this is my first actual date on Valentine's Day, I'm going to say today," laughed Edward as I scowled at him.

"That's not fair. Pick anything but today," I stammered in frustration as he took a sip of his merlot and began to think again.

"Umm… in grade nine there was a Valentine's Day dance at school and I felt up Caroline Murphy. That was pretty special. What about you?" I laughed at the ease at which he mentioned feeling up a fellow classmate as I tried to think of my own favorite.

"In third grade I got a Scooby Doo Valentine from Jason Jacks. I had a HUGE crush on him. We even went out on a few dates in high school, but nothing ever happened. I still have that Valentine though because I thought it was the cutest thing ever," I said with a sad sigh. It was pretty pathetic that my best Valentine's memory was in the third grade.

"Perhaps we can make tonight a little more memorable than a Scooby Doo Valentine," chuckled Edward as he reached over and grabbed my hand softly in his.

"Well that will be tough Edward. He also gave me a box of candy hearts. You have some big shoes to fill," I replied sarcastically as he kissed my hand I involuntarily moaned. It was just a fricking hand kiss Bella, calm down. My mood was quelled only moments later when our waiter brought our soups and a big plate of bread and I immediately began to devour it greedily. Edward looked at me with a hint of concern, but focused on his soup as well. The rest of our conversation during dinner was just as casual. We talked about how the new office was progressing and he offered me a tour tomorrow, if I was interested. I told him about lunch with my co-workers earlier in the day and how I faked an illness to get out early to buy a new dress, which made him snicker.

When it was time to finally leave, Edward ordered our dessert to go. "I was thinking we could go back to my place and relax for a little bit," he suggested as I smiled happily and let him help me with my coat. We drove back to his apartment in relative silence, our hands practically welded together over the console of his Volvo.

"So, what do you have in mind for tonight?" I asked curiously as Edward took my coat and hung it into the closet with his. I was clearly going to be here for a while, I thought to myself as I crossed into his living room and admired everything he had done to the place. I hadn't been to his place since the initial visit, and it was stunning.

Edward noticed me checking everything out as he stepped over the fireplace and lit it easily. "You can thank Esme for the work done in here. She painted and basically designed everything. The furniture was all mine from California, but of course, she picked it out back then too," he said with a nervous laugh.

"It's awesome," I replied sincerely as I sat down on the loveseat beside the fireplace and watched him, a little awe. "Were you a boy scout?"

"Hardly," he said with a nervous chuckle. "We went camping a lot when we were younger with my dad. Some of my best memories were camping with him and Emmett out in Olympic National Park." As Edward continued to talk about his youth, I realized that other than our time at the cabin, we hadn't really spent a ton of time getting to know one another. I knew about his work and his family, and I knew he had an adorable indent on his hip he said came from a bike riding accident with Emmett when he was eight, but I didn't know anything else.

"Can we do what I want to do tonight?" I asked calmly as he came and sat beside me on the love seat.

"Sure, whatever you want to do, we can do it," he said sweetly as he leaned forward and began to kiss my neck. The moment his lips touched my skin, I felt shivers everywhere on my body, so I immediately pulled back.

"I think we should take a step back. I don't know much about you Edward, and I want this," I said, motioning my hands back and forth between us. "I want it to be able to last, so I think we should get to know one another. You know, all the first date crap, even though we're two and a half months into a relationship." Edward nodded his head slowly and stood from the couch, not looking the least bit dejected, which made me smile.

"How about we put on some comfy clothes and curl up in front of the fire, I have some white wine chilling in the fridge and we can talk about anything you want to talk about," he suggested as he outstretched his hand and I took it easily.

As he led me into his bedroom, I immediately walked over to the window and glanced down at my apartment. I had left the kitchen light on, so my bedroom window had a small sliver of light shining out of it. It looked so different from this point of view, I thought to myself, as Edward came up behind me and wrapped me in his arms, his chin resting on my shoulder.

"I look out at your place every night when I can't be with you," he mentioned casually as I started to blush.

"Sounds boring as hell," I said with a laugh.

"Well it's not like I spend hours looking, but sometimes I see you," Edward said with a snicker as I turned around, looking at him in shock. "What? I'm not allowed to look?"

"Depends on what you are seeing."

"Only the most beautiful girl in the world."

EPOV

I was a little disappointed that Bella only wanted to spend the evening talking, but she had been right in her intentions. We had barely talked about anything other than our jobs, family and lackluster romantic relationships since we had gotten together. After staring out the window for a few moments, I wandered to my dresser and pulled out an old t-shirt and a pair of boxer shorts for Bella to get comfortable in. I left them on the bed and strolled into the bathroom where I usually kept my track pants and my favorite ragged Alice in Chains t-shirt and got changed quickly.

"Are you decent?" I asked through the door before I interrupted something she would be embarrassed about, thus ruining our evening.

"Yeah, I'm fine," sighed Bella as I slowly opened the door and found her already heading into the living room, looking like sex personified in my old clothes. I was even more pleased when I noticed the shirt I had given her, my old track shirt that said 'Cullen' across the back. Oh, how I wished I had known her in high school I thought to myself as several dirty thoughts crossed my mind. I calmed myself down and walked into the living room, where I found Bella rearranging furniture. She had pushed the coffee table away from the center of the room and was trying to move the couch closer to the fireplace.

"Do you need help?" I asked with a nervous laugh as she glared at me.

"No, I'm good. Give me a moment to get angry and I'll turn green, sprout huge muscles and I'll be able to move this monstrosity all by myself," she said sarcastically as I grabbed the other end of the couch and helped her.

"Please don't turn into the incredible hulk, that is so not sexy," I said with a laugh as Bella grabbed the blanket resting on the back of the love seat and sat down on the couch. I grabbed two wine glasses from my cupboard and immediately poured us each a big glass and brought them with me to the couch. As I got comfortable, Bella slid down on to the couch further, resting her head against my chest. "So, what do you want to talk about?"

"Umm… what is your favorite type of cookie?" asked Bella with a small giggle as I started to wonder if all the questions would be so simple.

"Homemade Peanut Butter. Esme makes the softest ones I have ever had in my life. What about you?" I asked eagerly.

"Chocolate Chip. What was your favorite subject in school? I'm sure you can guess that mine was English," said Bella as she took a quick sip of her wine, and I couldn't seem to peel my eyes from her lips. "Hello? Favorite school subject?" she called again, breaking me out of my daydream.

"I was pretty good at Math, but not as good as Emmett. I liked music the most I guess," I replied casually as I tried to think of a new question. "What is your favorite childhood memory?"

"Umm… I don't know. I guess trying new things with my mom. She was a bit of a wild child and we were always going to weird classes that they taught down at the Y. I can now make macramé plant holders out of hemp, I can almost speak in perfect pig latin and I have learned the fine art of eating an orange," Bella said with a laugh, and I wasn't sure if I should take her seriously.

"Isn't the orange thing from the Simpsons?" I asked with a grin as she nodded her head.

"I'm impressed. Do you know a lot about the Simpsons?" she asked as her hand suddenly found my thigh and was moving slowly along the fabric of my pants. I released a deep breath and began to speak.

"It was kind of forced upon me. Emmett is a big fan. Actually he likes all cartoons, Logan will be very pleased in that regard," I commented as I took a sip of my wine and then wrapped my arm tightly around Bella's shoulder. This was nice and casual. I was glad to be sitting here just talking with her. It wasn't how I initially planned our Valentine's Day, but I wasn't going to complain. "What is your favorite marine mammal?"

"Are sea otters mammals? I never know, but I like otters. I did a quiz once in Cosmo that said sexually, I was compared to a sea otter, and ever since then, I've been a huge fan of otters," replied Bella with a blush as she immediately thought she had said too much. I just laughed and explained my love of whales, which she found adorable. "Favorite breakfast cereal?"

"Fruit Loops," I stated matter of factly, but I think I surprised her with my choice. "What did you think it would be?"

"I don't know, I thought maybe you were more of a plain old Cheerios kind of guy," said Bella nervously.

"There is nothing plain or old about me Bella Swan," I stated confidently.

"So are you saying there is something fruity or loopy about you then?" she asked with a loud giggle as I frowned at her.

"You should know the answer to that," I said to her as I pulled her wine glass from her hand and put it on the floor beside mine. I moved on the couch until I was on my knees and began to hover above her. "I am a fruity or loopy?" I asked as I slid my hands to her sides, intending to tickle the hell out of her until she admitted I was nothing like my cereal choice. Bella just smirked at me and I immediately began to assault her sides with my fingers, tickling every single scrap of skin I could get my hands on. She was fidgeting beneath me and kept calling out for me to stop, which just spurred me on more. "Admit I'm not fruity or loopy and this can end immediately," I explained again as my hands moved down to her thighs and I started to tickle behind her knees, which were more ticklish than her sides.

"Fine," she panted breathlessly, which reminded me of how she sounded after we had sex. "You are neither fruity nor loopy. You are also not plain or old," she stated firmly as I moved back from her, releasing my hands from her legs.

"Good answer sweetheart," I said as I placed a kiss on the top of her head and then walked into the kitchen to refill our glasses.

"You play dirty though, it's not fair," said Bella as she wandered into the kitchen behind me. "I would never trick you into admitting something by tickling the hell out of you."

"You have your own tricks Bella," I said confidently as I grabbed the wine bottle and placed it on my countertop. "You would probably withhold sex or something to get what you want."

"Actually Edward, I wouldn't do that, but I will remember it for the future," she said slyly as she grabbed her refilled wine glass and headed back into the living room. As she wandered by the hallway though, she stopped and turned around quickly; pulling at the back of the t-shirt she was wearing. "It has your name on it."

"So?"

"Did you know it had your name on it?" she inquired curiously as she backed up to the mirror in the hallway, where she had originally caught her reflection.

"Not when I pulled it out of my drawer, but I noticed a little bit later. Is this a problem?" I quirked my eye brow, slightly confused by Bella's reaction to the shirt. It was just a fricking t-shirt.

"No. It's just very Grade 11 of you," she said with a laugh as I simply shrugged my shoulders. "I feel like the girlfriend of the captain of the football team, and everyone knows I'm taken."

"You are taken," I replied stoically as Bella blushed slightly and then took another drink of her wine. "Had I known you in high school, things would have been very different."

"Oh really? You never would have looked at me twice in high school, even when I spent almost every waking moment with your sister," sighed Bella in frustration. I settled myself back on the couch beside her, letting her rest her head against my chest again and I grabbed her hand in mine, stroking her palm firmly with my fingers.

"Don't underestimate me Bella. I go after what I want. I always did. You would have been wearing my name on the back of your shirt less than a week after the first day of school. You would have been giddy about it and all the other girls in school would have been envious of you." I tried to sound as confident as I could, even though I was a bit of a geek in school and I wasn't sure how Bella had been.

"Cocky much?" she said with a laugh.

"Damn straight. Just think of all the possibilities life could have thrown at us if we had met a year earlier?" I suggested as Bella looked at me with a sly smile.

"Yeah, we would have dated, gone to different schools, tried to long distance thing and then broken up. You would have pined for me and none of your other girlfriends could have even come close to the perfection and love you felt for Isabella Marie Swan," she laughed heavily as I simply smiled.

"That's one possibility. I could have stayed here to go to school and been with you always. We would have married in some lavish ceremony that Esme and Alice planned out and we'd be cuddling with a baby right now instead of a bottle of Chardonnay."

"I guess we'll never know huh?" laughed Bella as a nervous smile crossed my lips. We'll never know.

A/N: Next chappie preview… Em and Edward meet Logan