Sorry for the wait my darlings, I had some stuff I couldn't ignore, I've had to work (cleaning my house for money) and I had to spend time with a cousin. Here is chapter 9!

I sadly don't own Twilight, if I did, Edward and Bella would have already rolled in the sheets in the first book lol

Chapter 9

EDWARD

She was an odd being. Everything she did was unusual.

Bella would ignore the dishwasher and do it by hand instead. She ate her meals, sitting on the table. She read her books while lying upside down on the couch. Her handwriting was awful, worse than a man's on his most horrible day. She would watch foreign movies without the subtitles and drank her coffee with nothing but Hazelnut creamer, no sugar. Her cleaning methods unorganized. She would start with the bathrooms and then the others. She used cheap cleaning supplies and the same rag for everything.

But what I liked the most was her mannerisms. How she'd bite her lip when she was concentrating. How her hair was never fully tamed when it was pulled back. Or that it was naturally a changing style. Curly, wavy, curly, wavy. She popped her fingers three times a day and chewed on her fingernails. She'd put ketchup and tobassco on her eggs, put it and a piece of bacon, on toast and eat it. Her iPod had a playlist for any and every occasion.

Then the matter of her body. I had memorized every inch. How she had dozens of white scars on her knees and elbows. That her top lip was abnormally, but sexily, bigger than the bottom. Her fingers thin and small. Her ears a little larger than normal. The freckles just visible on her nose and cheeks. The lack of dominant curves and figure. You could see her rib cage, due to the extremely high metabolism she had. The fact that she never wore make-up outside of work. Her blush that tinged her cheeks to a subtle crimson.

Then there's her reactions in our most intimate of times. The little gasps and sighs. The moans and squeals. How she arched her back and squeezed her eyes shut. Or when she shutters afterwards or how her hair sticks to her face.

Bella was a goddess in human form, ready to break free at any moment. Proving how much I didn't deserve the beautiful creature. She was everything I wished Wyatt had, everything I knew I wanted. And even finding things I didn't expect to want. Sometimes I would think that when she would take one of my shirts or steal a pair of my briefs, I would be angry, annoyed. But I wanted her to. Anything that should have pushed my buttons, only made me want her more.

I, horribly, found myself wishing that it was Bella I met five years ago, not Lauren. Whishing that Bella was Wyatt's mother. And I knew it was very wrong. Lauren was a good mother, and a good friend.

The girls had decided for a girl's day out and I opted for the guys to come over for drinks and a few action movies.

When the club was empty, we cleaned up and locked the doors. Another night at Bella's apartment…

She dropped her keys on the kitchen counter and fell into the chair at the table. She was smiling.

"What?"

"Nothing really, I just never thought New York would hold so much for me. You, our friends, even Wyatt," she said as she patted Kilo's head.

"Well, I'm glad you think so, now why don't we get into bed?"

"But I'm not tired."

I smirked. "I didn't say we were going to sleep."

She stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me to her room. I kicked the door closed and pushed her onto the bed. She giggled and crashed her lips to mine, sighing into my mouth. We made quick work of our clothes and continued our desperate kissing.

She gasped when my hand trailed down her stomach and ghosted over her thigh. I watched her face as I caressed her center. Knowing that I was teasing the hell out of her. She whimpered, rolling her hips against my hand, wanting more.

I entered her with two fingers and began a slow rhythm. Her face contorted and I ducked down to place open mouth kisses all over her neck. Slowly she was starting to tremble, close to her deliverance of heaven. Her back arched as she shuddered, coming undone at my mercy. When she quit panting she meet my lips and dragged my body flush against hers. I blindly pulled open her nightstand drawer and grabbed a condom. She snatched it from my hand and pushed me until I was on my knees.

Painfully slow, she rolled it on and then pulled me down to her.

I didn't waste time, my need to be inside her impatient. I gripped her headboard so I wouldn't fall and started a smooth pace. Bella's nails dug into my shoulder blades and I increase my thrusts, desperate to feel her tighten around me.

My fingers hurt as they are slammed into the wall, the headboard thumping in unison to our movements. But I can't care. The muscles in my stomach tighten and my legs are convulsing in tremors. Bella is silent under me, her body stiff with her orgasm. I only make it a few more thrusts and collapse to my elbows, completely blessed out.

She trails her lips across my jaw, her tiny fingers rubbing my scalp. Slowly I pull out and discard the used latex. Bella goes into the bathroom, shutting the door. I sit up, still recovering and scratch the back of my head. When Bella returned, wearing one of my oxford shirts, she climbed into bed beside me and gave me a chaste kiss.

I will marry you Bella Swan. I will make babies with you. I will spend the rest of my life with you.

We spooned up to each other and went to sleep.

I woke to hear Duffy's Warwick Avenue playing from the living room. I got up, slipping on some boxers, and padded into the kitchen. Bella was sitting on the table, eating cornflakes and reading a tattered copy of Catch 22. I chuckle under my breath and fix a cup of coffee, watching her as she read.

Her hair was in a side braid, resting on one shoulder. She wore a turtleneck sweater and dress pants. Today was the girls' day. I made a note to pick up some beer for the guys after I left to my own apartment. I sat at the table, facing her and sipped my coffee. She tuned a page and nibbled on her bottom lip. At that moment, the filter to my brain dissolved and I said it.

"I love you…"

Bella froze, looked up from her book and flushed pink. Then she smiled.

"You do?" she asked in a high voice of surprise.

I just nodded.

"I love you…" she replied and looked down at the table, still blushing.

'I want to marry you too, and want you to give me ten babies with your eyes and smile'.

Okay, it's a little short, but I have to get to work on my house. But before I go, I have THE Rob Pattinson!

Me: How are you today sweetie?

Rob: Good, glad to have a break from New York.

Me: Yeah I heard you've been getting attacked by a bunch of girls lol

Rob: Yeah. So why am I here Luna? Other than the fact you flirt shamelessly with me?

Me: Well, I wanted to know how you think I'm doing with this story? Do I portray Edward right, if he wasn't a masochistic, suffering vampire?

Rob: Sure, I mean he is complex and down to earth, but did you have to make him a Daddy?

Me: Yes, I love babies, I wanna have yours.

Rob: Um…. Thanks? (leans in to whisper) Luna you know we have to keep this secret?

Me: Oh, right heh. I was joking my loving readers… So, can you tell me about Remember Me?

Rob: Yeah, I get beat up and arrested, fall in love and smoke…

Me: *giggles* You looked hot with all those fake cuts and bruises.

Rob: Thanks sweetheart.

Me: *Clears throat, eyeing my audience*

Rob: I mean Luna.

LOL I wish thanks for the reviews and please send more, its my driving force, I can't write without you guys!

3 Luna