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Author's Note: Greetings! So, we're here again. Another update for Nine Months. I'm slowly starting to get back into the groove of everything now that I've been home for a week. :D I'm gonna keep this Author's Note short.

Let's get to it!


BPOV:

Rolling over in my bed I wasn't met by the lonely, cold feeling of an empty bed. No, I was met by the warm, hard feeling of Edward's body.

It's Wednesday.

A smile crept on my face. I leaned up on my elbows and kissed Edward's soft lips.

"Huh?" he groaned softly as his eyes fluttered open.

"Morning, sunshine," I chimed.

"Five more minutes," he grumbled stretching his arm out towards me pulling me closer to him.

"You know just as well as I do Leilah's going to come barging through those doors any minute now."

"We can pretend we're still sleeping. Ssh, sleep Bella," Edward whispered pulling me tighter into his arms. I took a deep breath and inhaled his cool, sweet smell.

This feeling.

The feeling of waking up next to Edward on a Wednesday morning.

I missed it.

"Edward?" I whispered poking his chest.

"What?" he groaned.

"I love you," I smirked.

"I love you, too," he mumbled.

I closed my eyes in attempt to fall back asleep.

"Mo-Uncle Eddie!" Leilah exclaimed as she burst through my bedroom.

The bed bounced as Leilah jumped on top of it. She crawled right over Edward's body causing him to groan a little and she snaked her way between us.

"Good Morning." she smiled.

"Morning, Leilah," Edward grumbled rolling back over in bed.

"Mommy, why is Uncle Eddie grumpy?" Leilah questioned pointing at Edward.

"Uncle Eddie had to work last night, honey. He's probably sleepy. He doesn't remember that he agreed to help me paint today," I said.

A loud groan came from Edward's side of the bed causing Leilah to giggle. The two of us watched as Edward sat up in the bed, rubbing his eyes with his hands. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and stumbled into my bathroom shutting the door behind him.

"Mommy, Uncle Eddie woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"He did, sweetie. Come on let's go make him some breakfast. Maybe it'll make him feel better."

"Uncle Eddie we made pancakes!" Leilah said jumping off the chair that she was sitting in across the island where I was cooking.

I looked back to see Edward walk into the kitchen, Leilah was in his arms.

"You did, did you? How did you know I was hungry?" Edward said.

"You were grumpy this morning, Uncle Eddie. Food makes everything better," Leilah explained.

"It does," he said placing her back in her seat.

"Uncle Eddie?"

"Yes, Leilah?"

"Will you take me Grandpa Charlie's?" Leilah asked. "I miss you. I want to spend time with you."

Edward glanced over at me for approval. I willingly nodded my head.

"Sure, Leilah. No problem," he smiled.

"Thanks for this, Bella. I really do appreciate it," Jasper said as he pulled a silver key out of his pocket. I shot him a questioning glance and he just laughed.

"I've been keeping the room locked the past few days while I've been moving stuff out. Alice never goes into my study, unless she has to. This is the only key."

He pushed the door to his office open and I was surprised at the emptiness of the room. The room that used to be chalked full of office furniture and all things Jasper was empty. The walls bare, the crème colored carpet covered in a thick plastic. Two cans of paint sat in the corner next to a few paint trays, brushes and rollers.

"It's no problem. The least I could do. Maybe if I help, Alice won't hate me so much," I replied.

I'd promised Jasper weeks ago that I would help him with the nursery. It was a project he'd been working on for awhile now. He wanted to surprise Alice with it as a baby shower gift. So the six of us pitched in, bought all the furniture and as a present we were presenting her with her nursery.

Since Sunday when Leilah "let the cat out of the bag" things had changed. For once my life was complete again. My best girl friends knew everything, although Alice was still holding a bit of a grudge against Rosalie and I.

Edward made it a mission to spend as much time at the house as he could. It was nice to have him there all the time. The three of us, Leilah, Edward and I, it was like we were a family.

I had every intention of asking him to move in with me. He spent so much time at my house anyways and with Rosalie and Emmett at Emmett's he didn't want to get in their way. He had a bunch of his things at my house anyways. It was only the smart thing to do, right?

I walked over to the cans of paint. A can of primer and a can of "Under the Big Top" blue.

"Under the big top?" I questioned.

Jasper just laughed. He bent down to pop the can of paint open, dipped a brush in and painted a small section of the wall.

"That's the color swatch Alice wanted. It's actually a really nice color. It matches the border she picked out," he admitted.

"Well, as long as you know what you're doing Jasper."

"Trust me, Bells. What time is Edward coming by?"

"He should be here soon. He was dropping Leilah off at Charlie's and coming straight here.

Just then the door bell rang.

"You know I bet that's him," I smirked as Jasper turned around to answer the door.

I heard Edward and Jasper talking down the hallway their voices getting louder as they approached the room.

"So, I'll leave the two of you be. I'll be out and about for a few hours. I have some errands I have to run. Alice is out with Rosalie. Everything you'll need is here. Make yourselves at home," Jasper explained.

"Alright, Mr. Jasper, sir," I said saluting Jasper a little.

"Whatever. Have fun you two!" Jasper said as he turned on his heels leaving Edward and I alone in the room.

"So, let's get this party started," Edward said bending down to pop open paint can.


A few hours later and I was proud of the job we'd done. We were on our third coat of paint and the room was looking really good. I had to hand it to Jasper for picking such a great color.

"Hey Bella?"

I rolled the paint roller once more along the wall then turned towards the direction Edward was.

Smack.

"Oops," I giggled. I looked at Edward and saw that he had a nice pale blue smudge of paint across his shirt.

"Oh you're gonna pay for that," Edward smirked. He bent down to set his roller in the paint tray picking up a paint brush instead.

"Edward…" I whispered take a step back just as he took a step forward.

He had a mischievous grin on his face as he stalked towards me.

"Yes, love?"

I paused knowing that if I took anymore steps back I'd run right into the freshly painted, still wet, wall. Looking right at Edward I saw the determination in his eyes as he took one final step towards me.

With his body dangerously close to mine, I could practically feel the heat radiating from it. His face leaned in as he brought his free hand to my face. My heart was racing as he slowly tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

My hand went limp, dropping the paint roller to the floor.

"Isabella…" he whispered, my name rolling off his tongue beautifully.

"Yeah…" I managed to say.

"Payback's a bitch," he smirked.

Before I could react to anything my face was smeared with paint. I could feel the paint slowly start to drip onto the floor, and run down my face.

"Edward!" I screamed as I ran towards him, picking up my paint roller in the process.

"What are you gonna do now, Bella?" Edward laughed dipping the brush into the paint tray.

"Give you a taste of your own medicine Doctor Cullen," I flirted sashaying my hips as I walked towards him.

"Oh, it's Doctor Cullen is it?"

He paused just like I'd done, realizing that if he went any farther he'd too bump into the wall.

"Don't forget I have a paint brush too," he reminded me as he lifted up his brush. In a lame attempt to scare me.

"Oh I haven't forgotten, Doctor Cullen," I stopped just a few inches away from his body. "You know it's always been a fantasy of mine."

"What's that, Bella?" he gulped.

"The whole doctor-patient fantasy. You know the helpless patient with an itch waiting to be scratched."

Bringing my hand up from my sides, I slowly brushed up against the bulge growing in his pants.

"Do you think you could help me with that itch Doctor Cullen?" I flirted.

My fingers found the hem of his shirt grazing the skin underneath it. He moaned.

Perfect.

"I might have something that could help that itch Miss Isabella," he groaned dropping the paint brush in his hand.

His hands trailed the sides of my hips, up the contour of my ass, to the small of my back pulling me closer to him.

He leaned to kiss me, his eyes closed. I quickly pulled the hand up with the paint roller to my face and sure enough…I smacked him with the wet roller.

"Bella!" he mumbled.

I squealed as I squeezed out of his grip, dropping the roller in the process. Edward being faster than I was, caught up with me. In one swift movement he pulled me up into his arms. I wrapped my legs around his hips and fisted my hands through his bronze locks.

His lips passionately crashed onto mine as we backed into wall. The cold feeling of the wet paint against my skin startled me.

"Edward," I moaned into his mouth.

"What's that, love?" he smirked pulling away.

"The wall."

"We can repaint it," he replied as he began placing kisses along my neck. His hands trailed up to my chest, his fingers brushed against the tops of my breasts.

"I don't think Alice would like it if we were the first to christen her son's nursery," I moaned.

"You don't think they've christened this room already?" he smirked as his lips decided to explore more of my body, "It used to Jasper's office. I'm pretty sure they've christened every room in the house," Edward chuckled, stepping away from the wall.

I slid down his body, brushing up against his straining erection as he groaned. I stood up on my tip toes, bringing my lips up to his ear.

"I'll take care of your itch later, Doctor Cullen," I whispered seductively into his ear as I trailed my finger down his neck, across his shoulder blades and down his arm as I stepped away.

I turned around and looked at the wall. The paint was messed up and splotchy.

"Jasper's gonna kill us!" I exclaimed, looking at Edward's face, "We should probably fix the wall."

He nodded.

After touching up the wall a bit, playing around with the rollers again. I glanced over at Edward. He had splotches of light blue paint all over his face, down his arms.

"I can't believe I'm covered in paint," he said rolling his eyes.

"You're covered in paint?" I spat turning around exposing my back that was covered in pale blue paint.

"You started it."

"I started it?" I exclaimed. "You're the one that backed me into a wall with wet paint."

"Oh you know you liked it, Isabella," he whispered take a step towards me.

"Oh no! Not this again, Cullen," I pleaded. "I will not allow myself to fall for your dazzling or whatever it is that you do. You-you distracter!" I accused as I poked him in the chest.

"Yes, but at least we got the wall fixed and the room painted, in the midst of my dazzling," he said looking around the room. "With a coat of primer and two coats of paint. I think he'll be satisfied with our work."

"Hopefully. Thank you, again for helping me today."

"It was no problem. Maybe we could fulfill that fantasy of yours Miss Isabella," he smirked trailing his fingers down my bare arm.

He leaned in and touched his soft lips to my neck.

"Uh…" I whimpered. "Edward?"

"Yeah?" he asked in between kisses.

He glanced up at me, looking me dead in the eyes.

"Moveinwithme," I mumbled.

"What was that Bella?" Edward asked.

"Move in with me," I stated looking up at him, staring into those deep, emerald colored eyes.

"Bella are you sure? That's a big step for us."

"You're over all the time anyways. You practically live there, your stuff is all over the place. Might as well bring it all over," I chuckled.

"Well…" his voice trailed off.

He seriously had to think about this? I was officially scared, but I couldn't let him see that. If he saw it he might change his mind altogether.

"Come on, Edward…" I smirked. I picked up his hands, placing them together and slipping my fingers in between his.

He looked at me trying to study my expression. He was trying to see how I felt about the situation.

I smirked and then cleared my throat.

"Live in my house, I'll be your shelter. Just pay me back with one thousand kisses. Be my lover, I'll cover you…" I sang softly. For some reason the song popped into my head and I knew it fit just perfectly with the situation at hand.

He chuckled.

"Come on Edward. You know you want to join me," I flirted. "Be my lover, I'll cover you…"

He let go of my hands and sighed.

"Open your door, I'll be your tenant. Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet. But sweet kisses I've got to spare. I'll be there and I'll cover you." He crooned.

I smiled.

"I think they meant it when they said you can't buy love. Now I know you can rent it a new lease, you are my love, on life. Be my life," We sang together.

"Just slip me on, I'll be your blanket," We continued to sing. He ran his hands down mine. "Wherever, whatever, I'll be your coat."

"You'll be my king and I'll be your castle," I sang.

"Oh, you'll be my queen and I'll be your moat," He crooned cradling my face in his hands. His thumbs rubbing soft circles against my skin.

I could feel his cool breath against my skin as he sang. As soon as the last words escaped his lips he leaned, closing the gap space between us with a soft kiss.

Just as I was wrapping my arms around his neck to pull him closer we were interrupted by someone clearing their throat.

We pulled apart and looked back to see Jasper leaning against the door jam, a smirk on his face.

"I thought you guys were supposed to be painting the room, not each other." He smirked glancing at the two of us. His eyes lingering a little longer on my back.

"Well, you see…" Edward started to explain.

"It's all Edward's fault!" I blamed pointing my finger at him like I was five years old again.

"My fault?" Edward exclaimed. "You're the one that accidentally dropped the paint roller on me."

"Whatever," Jasper said shaking his head. "You two are impossible, but…" he looked around the room. "it looks good you guys. I have the border in my trunk, if you're interested in doing that today. Rosalie said she'd keep Alice busy all day long so it shouldn't be a problem."

I looked across at Edward. He just nodded his head.

"Of course," I said before my stomach lurched.

"Well, maybe we should get Bella something to eat first," Edward chuckled.

A little Edward and Bella fluff for you! :D The song that Bella sang with Edward belongs to Jonathan Larson. It's "I'll Cover You" from Rent. I heard the song and immediately needed to use it.

Hope you guys liked it. Thanks again to all of you faithful reviewers…even those of you who hide from the review button but still read it. Also a HUGE thanks to Katie M Cullen, the beta. Thanks hun!

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