**Just as a side note, I've been trying to post this bloody chapter all damn day!! *sighs calmly* Its here now...and that's all that matters right?**

AN: Holy Moses on a piece of lettuce! This update is so much earlier than what I expected, let alone what you the reader expected. I got on a roll last night. I decided to post before I finished out the day E&B were having because I don't think I'm going to finish out the day so to speak...more like a summary of the events that happened maybe...I don't know. Everything in my mind changes so quickly...I've got...like...three people in there arguing about what to do... Stupid multiple personalities...

So here is the confession to Daddy Charlie. I hope its as good as what you guys were waiting for. At the end, you'll find in detail some of that foreplay E&B have been partaking in. If that isn't your bag, baby, I've put signal of sorts before the goodness of the lemony kind. No need to worry, there isn't anything of importance that you'll miss if you skip it. Just sort of testing the lemon water. However, if it is your bag, baby, then I apologize now if it isn't any good. I was really nervous writing it...and I'm even more nervous posting it... I'll probably close my eyes and whimper for my mommy when I press the submit button...

Again, review if you want to. You're awesome if you do and you're awesome if you don't...though not as awesome if you do, but still awesome nonetheless. :D

Can you tell I'm a nervous rambler? Okay, I'll shut up now...enjoy!! :D

DISCLAIMER: Again... I own nothing. You can sue me...but you would get that nothing that I own, so there's no point. A slap on the ass should make me learn my lesson...unless I like it...

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EPOV cont

Bella stutters, "D-dad, um, can you sit down?

Charlie's face turns a dark shade of red on his cheeks and brow. I know he's holding back his anger and I also know he's bound to be thinking the worst. Charlie takes a seat in the armchair, putting Bella between the two of us. I don't like that.

He rests his elbows on his knees and clasps his hands tightly in front of him, "What's going on?"

Bella looks at me and then back to her father, but before she can say anything, I speak, "Sir, this was my idea," Charlie frowns, but I don't let him interrupt, "Over the past two days, I've come to a very important realization that you may not...no, that you will not like," I take a deep breath and look at Charlie pleadingly, begging him with my eyes to understand, "I know as I was growing up that I was the worst kid in the world, but I've changed. I've grown up. I've gotten my sh-stuff...together. I'm at the top of my class, I haven't been in any kind of trouble and not just because I haven't gotten caught, but because don't do anything to get caught doing. I have a very bright future planned out, and...that's where you come in," I pause, gathering both the courage and the right words, "You see, in order for me to get that future that I want, I'm going to need your blessing right now and again in a few more years," Charlie leans back against the back of the armchair, "I'm in love with Bella, sir."

His frown turns angry, "I don't think so."

I move forward, sitting on the edge of the couch, ready to plead with everything I have in me, "Sir, please understand -"

Charlie scoffs, "Understand what, Edward? That you've somehow grown into a decent person? That you've become more than just some punk kid? You think you can come into my house after all these years and try and convince me that you're a changed person just because you're doing well in school? You think I'm going to let you date my daughter because you came here like a man and asked me for my blessing? You're crazy!"

I shake my head, "No, sir. I don't expect for you to give us your blessing so easily."

He scoffs again, "What you should expect would be to never get my blessing, now or in a few more years. You actually think I'm going to let you marry my daughter?"

I shake my head, "Not without me proving myself to you."

He laughs out right this time, which pisses me the fuck off. I keep my cool though. Bella is more important to me that cussing out her dad. I change a glance at Bella and see that she looks just as livid as I feel.

"Sir -"

"Who do you think you are?" Bella demands from her father in a cold, crisp tone.

Wha?

Charlie frowns at his daughter, "Excuse me?!"

Bella moves to the edge of the couch like me, only she looks ready to scrap. She braces her little hands on the edge of the couch beside her as her brow furrows even harder, "I've basically been taking care of myself since I was ten, and not only me, but both you and Mom! My mother couldn't cook to save her life, so in order for me to actually eat something worth eating; I had to learn how to cook! She couldn't pay the bills on time, so I had to take care of that too! I had to get her up and get her ready for work while I got ready for school! I cooked us breakfast, I made her lunch for the day, and I came home and did my homework and cooked dinner for us! Then she met Phil and he took care of her, but I seemed to get in the their way of being horny newlyweds! I moved here to save myself the therapy bill because Lord knows she wouldn't have been able to make the payment on time! Did I find a different situation?! Hell no! It's just the same only you're my dad! I cook, I clean, I take care of the household chores, and all you do is work and fish!! I think I can make my own damn decisions when it comes to my damn life! And you want to know why I chose Edward?! Because he takes care of me! Just like Alice and Esme and Carlisle. Edward loves me and shows it in the way most people show affection, by taking care of others!"

I don't think she took a breath throughout the whole speech. The beautifully pale skin of her face is flushed pink, her deep brown eyes are narrowed into menacing slits, and her shoulders are heaving slightly with her angry labored breathing. She's never looked more fuckable in her life!

Fucking perfect...

Charlie's face is priceless. He is beyond shocked that sweet, mild-mannered Bella just blew the fuck up in his face. Charlie regains his senses within seconds, however, and opens his mouth to retaliate, but Bella cuts him off as she jumps to her feet and points her finger at him, "Don't you dare tell me that I'm not allowed to see him, because I will walk out of this house right now! I don't care what you think about him, Dad! I'm sorry, but the kid you knew turned into an amazing man; an amazing man that loves me completely and wants to marry me someday. I will not let you take this away from me!"

Charlie gets up on his own feet, "You listen to me, Isabella Marie Swan! You may be mature for you age, but this is my house and you still live under my roof -"

Bella fucking laughs in his face, "Are you really pulling that 'not while your under my roof' shit with me? Then how about I just get out from under your roof?!"

She storms towards the stairs and in a split second I realize what she's about to do and I can't let her, "Bella," I jump up, "wait!"

Bella stops at the bottom of the stairs and both she and Charlie are staring dead at me. I clear my throat, trying to calm my nerves, "I can't let you leave like this. Baby, please..." I look between the two of them, "Can't we just talk this out?" I look back at Bella's incredulous gaze, "I can't let me be the reason you destroy the relationship between you and your dad."

Bella's body relaxes slightly, "But Edward..."

I shake my head, "We can work something out," I hold out my hand towards her, "Let's just start over?" I ask, looking back and forth between the two of them.

Bella walks over to me, taking my hand. She allows me to pull her into my body where I kiss the top of her head and move us back towards the couch. Charlie is still standing in front of his chair, watching us. I look up at him, "Sir, can we please just start over? I'll do what it takes for you to understand that I'm not what you thought I'd turn out to be."

He looks between the two of us for a second, almost making me retract my arms from around Bella. He clears his throat and takes a seat, "I'm going to need a transcript from your school. I plan on doing a background check on you first thing in the morning. As soon as I get the results from those back, then we can talk again. Until then...I'll allow you to come and see her as long as I'm home," he looks at Bella, "Which means no more staying at Alice's. If you want to see her, she comes here and stays."

Bella is about to open her mouth but I quickly clamp my hand over it. She looks like she could spit fire, but I quickly explain, "Baby steps, Bella."

She frowns unhappily, but I removed my hand and she sighs, agreeing to the requirements. She turns to her father, "But there isn't a time restriction," she says pointedly, daring him to argue. Charlie sighs and nods, "Only on when he leaves. He's out the door as soon as I go to bed."

Bella narrows her eyes and quickly adds, "And you can't go to bed early and just sit in your room until you get tired!"

Charlie grimaces, but nods, "Deal."

Bella nods with him but then adds, "And you can't dally with getting the background check done either. I'll go talk to Mary Ann myself if I don't hear something by the end of the week."

Charlie sighs, "Anything else?"

Bella smiles brightly, "He stays for dinner."

I quickly shake my head, "I think I've stayed my welcome. I don't want to...cause any more problems for the rest of the day."

Bella takes my hand and smiles brightly, "You won't. Let me cook for you. I make some mean fried fish."

I can't help but smile at her, "Okay. I'll stay."

Charlie grumbles under his breath, "...the luck..."

He gets up and walks into the kitchen, seconds later the back door slams shut. I breath out a sigh of relief as Bella smiles even brighter at me. I pull her face to mine, kissing her lips soundly, "You were amazing, baby. Just fucking perfect."

She overs my hands with hers, "He was threatening to take away something very important to me. I just recently acquired it and I wasn't ready to let it go just yet. I actually don't think I'll ever be ready to let it go."

I kiss her again, but quickly pull away when the back door opens. I'm not pressing my luck for a fucking second.

* * *

I help Bella in the kitchen while Charlie sits in the living room watching ESPN. The more we laugh the louder the television gets. As I cut the tomatoes up for the salad, Bella pulls on my jacket, "Why are you still wearing this thing? I can see a slightly sheen of sweat on your forehead."

I sigh and shrug, "I don't want him to see my tattoo. I can't risk anything."

Bella turns me to face her, running her hands over my chest and pushing my jacket off my shoulders, "The sooner the better. He's already in overload."

I allow her to push my jacket all the way down my arms where she takes it by the collar and folds it over her arm. She bends her head slightly and kisses the exposed skin of my tattoo, "He knows I plan to get one when I'm of age."

She stretches up; standing on her tiptoes and kisses the corner of my mouth, "Breath, Edward."

I didn't even notice I'd stopped breathing. I knew I was scared of his reaction, but I was also trying to keep myself in check. Bella worshiped each of my tattoos last night like they were her own personal gods. She truly loved everything about me.

She pulls away from me and walks over to the coat rack, depositing my coat by the backdoor. As she walks back over to where she is frying the fish, she pats my shoulder and winks at me, smiling sweetly as she gets back to work.

* * *

Dinner is the most awkward meal I've ever sat through. The conversation is all by nonexistent. Its basically a praising of Bella's cooking skills and Charlie's fishing trip this morning. He mentions Jacob Black quiet often and Bella looks like she gets angrier and angrier the more he says the name. I knew the Blacks from the reservation because they didn't like my father. The last doctor that was in Forks had been here for decades and when he died at the age of 79, everyone took it hard. He'd been caring for the town's people for a long time. When my father came in, Bill Black convinced most of the reservation that my father was a quack doctor that wouldn't take care of them the way the previous doctor had. I never liked the Blacks after that...or most of the reservation for that matter.

What bothers me the most is how Charlie's talking about this Jacob kid, like he's Bella's other half or something. I ignore it as much as possible, trying to keep in mind that Charlie doesn't need to see that I still have that short temper from when I was younger.

Once we're finished eating, Charlie excuses himself to the living room, where he turns the television back up so he doesn't have to hear us. Bella starts apologizing the second we start washing dishes, "I'm sorry he kept talking about Jacob. I swear to you that I don't like him and that I've never looked at him as more than an acquaintance."

I sigh, releasing some of the built up tension, "I'm the one who's sorry. You don't have to defend yourself with me, Bella. I know there were guys before me, and I also know there will be no guys after me. We both have pasts and -"

She shakes her head, "But I don't have one with Jacob and I'm not defending myself. I'm just apologizing for my idiot of a father and letting you know that you don't need to be angry."

I nod, kissing the top of her head, "you shouldn't worry yourself with either of those tasks. I've kept my cool this long and Charlie would rather you be with someone that's a little more...wholesome. I mean did you see the way he eyed the tattoo? I told you he would get angry."

Bella giggles softly, "Yeah, well, he'll get over it. You're a permanent fixture from now on."

I smile down at her happily as she gives me the same smile. We make small talk about nothing, talking about the things we can do while we're hanging out at her house tomorrow. We make plans for me to come over first thing in the morning. As soon as we're done with the dishes, I take my leave.

"But he's still awake."

I nod, cupping her face in my hands, "I know, baby, but we don't need to push him, okay? I really want to make a good impression on him, even if that means I have to sacrifice a little time with you. It will be better for the both of us in the long run, ya know? The sooner he trusts me, the sooner I can take you out on a real date."

She nods sadly, moving into my arms and wrapping hers around my waist, "I know," she sighs softly, "Just hurry back to me."

I wrap my arms around her tightly, "Of course, Bella. Where else would I be?" I feel her chuckle and nod her head. I bend mine down and whisper in her ear, "You should probably leave your bedroom window unlocked...maybe even open just a little."

She looks up at me with a shocked face, "Are you serious?" she whispers urgently.

I chuckle and nod, kissing her forehead, "Walk me to the door?"

She smiles brightly and nods, running to grab my jacket for me. She takes my hand and leads me into the living room, "Edward's leaving, Dad."

I see the smirk on his face and try and contain my own when he turns and sees our hands clasped together. He frowns and sighs, "What time are you coming back tomorrow?"

"First thing," Bella says challengingly. She's begging for a fight.

Charlie sighs, "I'd like some peace on my other day off, is that too much to ask from you?"

She rolls her eyes, "Yes, because running the town of Forks is just so stressful."

He narrows his eyes at me, "It used to be."

She narrows her eyes right back at him, pulling my hand as she leads me to the door, saying loudly, "I'll see you in the morning, Edward."

We step out onto her front step and she sighs as she crosses her arms over her chest. I kiss her nose, "Calm down, little girl. Try and make peace with the man for the rest of the night, okay? It would be nice to just hang out with you tomorrow without having to worry about snide remarks coming from either of you."

She frowns, "But, Edward -"

I place my finger over her lips, "Bella, I'm serious. You're more mature than this, I know you are. You'll get what you want in the end; all of it," I give her a pointed look and she blushes, looking down, "Just try and stay civil while I'm gone, okay?"

She sighs and nods, "Fine. I f I have to act like a grown up, I will."

I chuckle, "Thank you, baby. Really, it's make the summer go a lot smoother if we don't have any restrictions. We can be carefree and happy and not have to worry about lurking fathers and nosy siblings."

She giggles and nods, wrapping her arms around my neck, "Is it too much to ask for a goodbye kiss or do I have to refrain from everything?"

I press my forehead to hers; listening for anything that would give Charlie away that he would be watching us. I hear the chair squeak and shake my head, "Just a quick one, little girl. You're daddy is lurking about."

She giggles and kisses me softly, sucking on my bottom lip just as she flicks her little tongue over it. I groan and pull her out of the kiss, "Remember your window, Juliet," whispering against her lips.

I kiss her quickly and pull away from her completely, getting into my car and heading home. I try and come up with a way to get out of the house without anyone suspecting anything. Thankfully, the engine to my Volvo is nearly silent. I just have to worry about shutting the car door and the front door. Then there's the fact that I wasn't completely sure which room was Bella's but that could be fixed with a text message and a request to leave a light on. I would find a way into her fucking room even if it meant I had to climb the wall like I were Peter fucking Parker.

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BPOV

I watch him drive away and automatically miss him like I would my arm. I chuckle to myself at how absurd the feeling is; to love him so much after only a couple of days, but really, I just can't see myself without him anymore. When I walk back into the house, Dad is pacing back and forth in front of the lifeless television.

Here we go again. All I can say is bring it, old man!

Charlie faces me when I take a spot behind the couch. He crosses his arms over his puffed out chest and gives me a look of total disappointment, "I thought you were smarter than this, Bella."

I roll my eyes, "Smarter than what, Dad? Falling in love like a normal girl should? Finding someone that loves her back? Finding someone who isn't afraid to be with the Police Chief's daughter? Or is it that I should be smarter than to fall in love with Edward?"

"I'm tired of you mouth, Bella."

I cross my arms over my chest and narrow my eyes at him. He shakes his head, "What's gotten into you? You were a totally different girl before you left."

I sigh and shake my head, "I'm just defending myself, Dad. I know what I want and I don't want to hear about how I'm being stupid or how its wrong, because I'm not stupid and this isn't wrong."

"You're seventeen," he laughs out hysterically, "What in the hell do you know about being in love?"

I smirk and shaky my head, "You're right. When have I seen any love between a man and a woman? I've seen how your life has been completely stagnate since Mom left you. Nothing in this house has changed. I bet if I went to your room, you'd still have her old clothes hanging up in the closet! Because I know that isn't love, right? Or how Mom and Phil make eyes at one another from across the room? How he puts up with all her eccentricities and loves her just the same, if not more for them? Or maybe how Edward treats me with respect and dotes on me like we've been together for years? You're right, what the hell do I know about love?"

charlie runs his hands through his hair and shakes his head, "So this is what love does to you? It makes you back talk me and treat me with no respect? I took you in when you came to Forks on a whim. I over looked the fact that you haven't come to see me in years or that you'd rather be somewhere else even though you're here now. I love look how you don't want to spend time with me, but for you to stand there and talk back to when I'm trying to do you a favor -"

I laugh out, "Right! A favor, that's what this is?! You're trying to forbid me from Edward, the only guy who's stopped long enough to look at me for who I am? The only guy who would rather blow off whatever he was doing in order to spend time with me? Who doesn't put fishing or a baseball game in front of me? If this is what you call a favor, then you can keep it! I don't want it. I'll take whatever happens between Edward and me over your favor any day."

I turn and walk towards the stairs, "Isabella, we are not done with this conversation!"

I shrug and turn to him, sighing dejectedly, "What else do you want to say to me?"

"I demand an apology for how you acted earlier. You had no right to talk to me that way!"

I nod, "You're right,"I say calmly, "For a lot of things, I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry for how I spoke to you. You talk about me disrespecting you, but you did the same to me. I brought to you a man that wants nothing but to take care of me and all you could see was the teenager he used to be. That was disrespectful to him, which was disrespectful to me. Whenever have I brought home the town trouble maker? Whenever have I brought home a guy with a questionable reputation? Those types obviously aren't what I go for, and guess what? Edward obviously isn't that type."

I walk upstairs, ignoring his call to get me to come back and talk to him, but I'm tired of listening to him holler and be disrespectful. He's a power hungry man that thinks everyone should listen to everything he says because he's the Chief, but I don't give a fuck.

After unlocking and cracking my window, I walk into my bathroom and take a shower, crying under the spray of the hot water. Nothing went accordingly and when Edward gets here, he's going to ask how it went. I know I could have handled it better, but Dad just wouldn't stop. He wouldn't let me hand this like an adult.

I get out of the shower and wrap my hair in a towel as I dry off. Once I have a towel securely wrapped around me, I take my hair down and towel-dry it as I walk back into my room. I can't help the smile that spreads across my face as I see the most beautiful sight of Edward lying in my bed with his arms behind his head propping it up.

"Hmm, please tell me you have nothing on underneath that towel..."

I giggle and get on the bed, straddling his hips, "All I have on is my birthday suit."

He groans as he opens the towel up slowly, taking his time and savoring like normal. As soon as the towel is moved enough to reveal my breasts, my nipples harden, causing another groan from Edward. I take his hands and place them over my chest, squeezing my hands around his. Edward leans up and wraps his arms around me, kissing my neck and crushing my tits against his chest. My head lolls back as his amazing mouth languidly leaves open mouthed kisses up and down my neck, "Don't get mad at me for doing this, but I didn't come here for the foreplay."

My head snaps back up so I can look him in the eyes. He grimaces, "I'm sorry, it's just -"

I groan and rest my forehead on his shoulder, "It's just you don't want to wake up my father with our moaning."

He squeezes my ass hard, "Well, its not like you're quiet."

I giggle and get off his lap, "Its not like you let me be."

I walk over to my dresser and pull out a matching pale pink camisole and pair of boyshorts. I pull them on and turn to find Edward watching me with his mouth hung open slightly and his eyes heavy with lust. I wink at him and shake my ass, earning another groan as he throws himself back on my bed, covering his face with a pillow. I leave him be for a moment to recover and so I can dry my hair so it doesn't frizz out completely.

About ten minutes later, I walk back into find Edward in the same position. I slide up on the bed and pull the pillow away from his face, "Edward?"

He sighs and looks at me, frowning slightly, "Maybe you should put something more on, like some shorts or pants or a fucking chastity belt."

I cover my mouth with my hand, holding in my giggles as I nod and get up, getting a pair of powder blue pajama pants from the drawer and slipping them on. I get back in bed beside him and curl up to his side, "I'm sorry."

He shakes his head, "It's nothing you can control. Well, that little booty shake -"

I lean up on my elbow and look down at him, "No, I mean about after you left. You told me to act my age and I didn't. Dad went off on me, telling me that he thought I was smarter than all this and that I didn't know what love was. He accused me of being disrespectful," Edward nods and I frown, "What?! Are you mental? He was being disrespectful to you -"

He shakes his head, sitting up and pulling me into his lap, "Baby, I deserve everything he throws at me, you don't. I'm glad that you stood up for me, don't me wrong. That shut was...really hot, but it wasn't needed. If his getting angry with me and me sitting back and taking it will help him understand that I'm willing to do what it takes to get him to be okay with us, then I'll willingly do it one hundred times over. I want us to be happy, baby, and we can't be happy if Charlie isn't okay with this."

I sigh and shake my head, "I can only take so much if it, I'm sorry. I won't sit back and watch as he talks bad about you or what we have. When I think about us, it makes me smile and happy, and for him to turn around and bash that into the ground...well, I can't take that. You have to understand that this is also about us. Not all our happiness relies on my Dad's approval. What are you going to do if he never approves of us?"

He sighs and shakes his head, "I'll only give him the option for so long, Bella. I want to be with you in every way and if he can't respect that then...we'll just have to work around him. I just want to give him the option to be okay with this."

I rest my forehead on his shoulder and his arms tighten around me, "I'll try and keep my mouth shut. Its just difficult."

He nods, "Understandable. I was absolutely, without a doubt, fucking livid right before you lost it. I was glad it was you and not me."

I smile and kiss his neck, "Yeah, me too."

He lays us back in the bed, keeping me on top of him against his chest. I move my head over her heart, listening to it beat its own perfect rhythm, "I could sleep to this..."

He runs his hand over my back, "Why don't you? Just got to sleep and when you walk up, I'll be back."

I press my nose against his chest and breathe in deeply, "Promise?" I ask sleepily.

"Promise."

I sigh happily and fall asleep to the beat of his heart and his hand running through the back of my hair.

* * *

When my eyes finally open for the day, I turn over and see Edward is missing. Even though I knew he wouldn't be here when I woke up, it still saddened me. I look at the time and then hear the doorbell. Eight am. Perfect timing. Dad was an early riser, so I knew he'd get the door. I had to hurry with getting ready. I quickly pull my hair up into a ponytail and change into some shorts and tank top. I slip on some shoes and run into my bathroom to brush my teeth.

I run out of my room, taking as much care as I can while running down the stairs. Once I reach the bottom, I find Charlie and Edward sitting in the living room. Edward is looking at his hands and Charlie is eyeing him like Edward is a criminal. I suppose in his eyes, Edward is a criminal. He stole his daughter right from underneath him after giving him the worst years of his police career.

However, I don't care. Edward looks up when I walk into the living room, smiling brightly, "Good morning."

I smile at him and nod, "Epic morning," I motion to the kitchen, "Hungry?"

He nods, "Yeah, I was thinking about going and getting some breakfast for us, but I wasn't sure what you were in the mood for."

I shake my head, "Nothing I can't cook here. Come on. You can help me."

Dad grumbles something under his breath, but I don't care for a word of it. The only thing I care about is Edward being here with me right now. I hate that I care so little about my father's opinion, but in my eyes he wasn't seeing what I was seeing. Edward might have been a horrible teenager, but those days were over. He told me, promised me they were. I knew that Carlisle and Esme wouldn't be okay with this relationship if Edward was still the bad seed. I just needed to get Dad to see that Edward had turned over a new leaf.

We make breakfast for the three of us. As soon as we're all done eating, Dad sighs and shakes his head, "I need to go to La Push."

I frown, "What? Why?"

Edward's foot nudges mine and he shakes his head infinitesimally, "Because Billy needs my help with some things, Bella. Not everyone can sit at the house all damn day."

He pushes away from the table harshly and storms from the kitchen angrily. I sigh and shake my head as I stand and follow him, "I'm sorry. It's just last night you didn't say anything about it to us."

He yanks his jacket off the coat rack and shoves his keys in his pocket, "Yeah, well, it just came up this morning."

He looks back at me and then over my shoulder. I follow his gaze and find Edward picking up our dishes and starting the dish water. I turn back to my dad and find him shaking his head, "What the hell have I done wrong..." he asks himself more than me.

I open my mouth to try and comfort him, but he cuts me off holding his hand up and shaking his head, "Get your things together. I'm dropping you off at the Cullens'. I won't let you stand here along and Esme is always home."

I gasp but he just shakes his head, "Don't get used to this. I know that if I left, he would just come back."

I nod, "Okay. I'll just be a second."

I run up the stairs and grab a change of clothes and my bathing suit before running back downstairs to find Charlie and Edward standing at the sink washing dishes. I nearly fall down the last couple of stairs at the sight of it.

I can only hope this is promising."

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EPOV

Being stared down by a cop is not fucking cool. Ever. Even if the cop isn't in uniform, it's still very nerve wracking, even more so since I didn't get much sleep last night. I didn't leave until Bella was snoring softly against my chest. I stayed awake because I didn't want to risk not leaving in time before Charlie found me. With the way he was looking at me, it was like he knew I had come back after he went to bed last night.

When I hear Bella coming down the stairs, I could have jumped out of my fucking skin with the excitement. Back up!! Thankfully, she didn't run to me or try and kiss me. She offered me breakfast instead and that I took gratefully. Once breakfast was over, Charlie told us that he was leaving for the day and I saw the anger on her face and only watched it mirror back at her when Charlie pushed away from the table and stormed out. I'd tried to stop her before it was too late, but she had already back talked him.

My main and only goal is this girl's happiness. There is not way that she wouldn't be happy without her father in her life. I knew she hated it here, and that their relationship wasn't the best, but she still cared for him like a daughter should and visa versa. I didn't want them fighting because of me. I would take the time needed to impress him, but I would only give him so long. Like I said, her happiness was the most important and him continuing to add stress to her life would make her beautiful brown hair turn gray sooner than it should.

Bella got up to talk some reason into Charlie and I decided to pick up the dishes. If I wasn't staying for the rest of the day, I didn't want Bella cleaning up after us while she sat around by herself. Maybe I could get Alice to pry herself off of Jasper long to keep Bella entertained. She was a little jealous of me leaving last night, saying how she hadn't got to spend time with her and that I was hogging her best friend. I reminded her of Jasper being around just as much as Bella and she shut her fucking trap. The little fairy should be ashamed of herself for pushing her best friend away for a fucking dick, but I'm not here to judge. I'm here to hang it over her spiky haired head so she'll shut her shit up.

I lose myself in the task of cleaning the kitchen, which causes the fact that Charlie walks into the room to go unnoticed. Whenever he slides up beside me, I jump slightly. This pleases him. He rolls his sleeves up and starts rinsing the clean soapy dishes.

"I ran the background check on you."

I stay quiet. Its best not to provoke the wild beast if it's possible. He sets a couple of dishes in the drainer before he looks up at me, "Save for the two speeding tickets, you're clean."

I nod, knowing this already, but not exactly sure what to say.

Thankfully, he doesn't leave me hanging for long, "That doesn't necessarily mean anything. This is entirely up to you, but I want to give you a drug test."

Like I would tell you no...that would just mean no blessing for Bella and me, which cause me to go insane with a severe case of blue balls, which would then cause me to say fuck the blessing, give me Bella.

I nod my head, "Sure, no problem. I don't do drugs anymore and only have the occasional beer for dinner or socializing. I don't drink to get drunk."

He nods his head, watching his hands as they work, "I suppose studying to be a doctor did some good for you. What kind of doctor?"

"Pediatrician."

"You like kids?"

I nod, "Yes, sir. I hope to have a couple of my own some day."

He nods again, "Children are great things to have. You should be lucky since they seem to grow up the opposite of their parents."

I can't help the chuckle that escapes and I notice the small smile on his lips. I can't believe this conversation is actually fucking happening. Shocked? Try fucking astounded.

"I plan on driving Bella over to your parents' house while I'm gone to La Push. I don't trust you enough to leave her here alone," he sighs, "I never thought I'd have this conversation with you, but I'm shocked that you're record is clean, Edward. You were an absolute terror to this town when you were younger and I thought you'd be in jail for sure. Regardless, you're taking my little girl," well that makes it sound wrong when I call her that..., "and I can't let you just take her from me like that. She'd follow you where you went and I don't know why the hell she would, but apparently you do something for her that other boys haven't been able to do."

He rinses the last dish and looks up at me, "I'll do whatever it takes for you to understand that I'm in this for the long haul, sir. Through good and bad, whatever happens I promise to make her happy."

I notice the movement out of the corner of my eyes and see Bella standing there, smiling brightly with glistening eyes, "What's going on?"

Charlie sighs and shakes his head, "Not what you're thinking. Get in the car and I'll fill you in."

There entire drive there, I make sure to follow at a safe distance behind Charlie's cruiser. The conversation we had was promising. I would take his drug test and take it regularly. I knew if we could just stop the fighting than all would work out in the end. I was positive of it. I could see happy family gatherings with my son in Charlie's arms, his grandfather's arms. It would make Bella happy to see the sight and, in case you don't remember, that's my reason for living now.

Once at the house, Alice runs out, squealing happily at the sight of Bella getting out of the cruiser. She jumps up and down after she hugs Bella and then attacks Charlie, hugging and thanking him. Whatever magic my sister is working on Charlie works wonders because the anger and stress just fall from his face as he looks at my petite sister like she's God's gift to daughters.

If he only knew...

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BPOV

The ride over to the Cullen house was awkward as Dad told me about what he and Edward spoke about. It felt like Charlie was fighting the fact that Edward was shaping up to be a good guy. The background check earned him big points with my father, considering all the things he's been arrested for in the past. He told me about wanting Edward to take a drug test and I had to hold my tongue. I felt that was beyond rude of him to do, but he told me Edward agreed without hesitation. Knowing that Edward wasn't offended by Dad's request made my anger dissipate quickly.

Regardless, the second my father laid eyes on Alice, all his worries melted away. What the little thing had on my father to make him all goofy life that was a mystery to me. I was just glad for it. Before Dad left, he gave me a tight hug and even shook Edward's hand. I watch with wide eyes as the two men look one another in the eyes, shake hands briefly, and nod their heads as if they just made a pact. Edward and Alice pull me in the house. Before Edward and I can even get out shoes off, Alice grabs out hands, "Look, these past couple of days, I've been given you some time together. Yes, I've enjoyed it just as much as you have because I got spend time with Jazz, but this time I'm not being so nice. I'll give you guys a couple of hours later, but I really want to do something and I don't care if its with the both of you as long as I get my Bella time."

I giggle at her as Edward just rolls his eyes with a head shake, "How about this," he offers, "we've got about seven hours before Charlie gets back to Forks, I'd estimate. We can split this time up accordingly. Alice, you can call Jasper later and the four of us will hang out, in the mean time, I'll give the two of you some girl time as long as I to spend a few hours with my girlfriend."

I smile, stretching up on my tiptoes, kissing him slowly, and then whisper against his lips, "I like you're idea."

When I pull away from him, he gives me the most amazing crooked smile and wink. He pulls me back to him, pressing his lips to my temple, "I'll come find you in two hours."

As he pulled away, his hand ghosted across my backside before he winked at me again and left Alice and I standing in the foyer. Alice took my hands into hers, "You have to tell me everything that happened!"

She pulls me into the kitchen where she makes us a small snack of chips and dip. I tell her everything, almost word for word.

"I can't believe you stood up to Charlie like that."

I frown at her, "Why not? He was being unreasonable! He wouldn't see Edward for more than what he used to be."

Alice holds up her hands, "Hold on, sweetie! I'm not the bad guy. I wasn't taking up for Charlie. I was just shocked that you threatened to leave. You must really love my brother."

I sigh, "I do," I give her a look that pleaded with her to understand, "Edward just treats me so well. He's sweet and caring and makes me feel so..." I struggle to find the right words.

"Beautiful? Wanted? Needed?" she offers.

I bite my lip, trying to contain my smile, but I feel the blush on my cheeks giving me away. Alice giggles softly, "I think that is a 'yes' to all the above. Bella, I'm happy that he can give you what you've been wanting. I'm sorry that I doubted this."

I take Alice's hands, "It's okay. I doubted it at first, too. I mean Edward has a lot going for him, but he chose me out of all the girls at college...in Seattle...in the world. He wants me, and that is the most frightening and amazing thing I've ever experienced."

Alice smiles brightly before she lunges at me, "I'm so happy for you!!"

Her arms are tight around my neck and I can't help but laugh at her. Once I pry her off of me and we clean up our mess, we head upstairs for our 'girly time' as Edward liked to call it. I let Alice paint my nails and toe nails. She talked nonstop about a double date between us, Edward, and Jasper. She even went so far as to include Emmett and Rosalie, who were visiting more of his friends today.

Esme came into Alice's room a little while later, "How did it go?"

I laugh at her grimace and tell her everything that happened. She looked both proud and slightly disappointed, "Well, I'm glad it all worked out...sort of. If there's anything you need, Bella, please don't hesitate to ask. I know that Edward lives here for the next couple of months, but if you need an escape from the overly protective father, just let us know. We can plan a girl day."

I smile when Esme hugs me, "Thanks, Esme. That means a lot to me."

She pats my cheek softly and leaves us alone. It was times like these that made me wish that my mother was like Esme. I envy Alice in the fact that she knows what its like to be a kid and have fun and be taken care of and not the other way around. She doesn't have to watch her mother go out with friends while she cooks and cleans like the ugly step-daughter.

It is at this point, when my envious thoughts wanted the better of me that Edward comes in, "Alright. Times up. She's mine."

I laugh while Alice stick out her tongue, "Fine, take her you big oaf. I'll call Jasper. Maybe the four of us could head up to the waterfall later."

I nod, "Yeah! I brought my bathing suit."

Edward nods, "Alright, we can talk more about it later when its group time. Right now its my time."

He walks into the room and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder and heading towards his room. I smack his ass, "Put me down!"

"Nope. Not until I have you in my room...on my bed," he groans softly and picks up his pace.

***signal of sorts***

I can't help but laugh at him. Once we make it to the landing outside of his room, he hurries inside and slams his door shut, locking it before taking me over to his bed where he tosses me down like a sack of potatoes. I laugh out loud as he hovers over me like some kind of predator.

I run my hands down the side of his face, "You have me right where you want me?" he nods, "And what do you plan to do with me?"

He lowers his head down to my neck, kissing from my collarbone up until he reaches my ear. He nips at my earlobe gently, "My plan is to make you moan and wither and beg," he says in a husky voice, breathing against my neck, causing goosebumps to pop up all over, "for my hands," he squeezes the back of my thigh right below my ass, "my mouth," he places an open mouthed kiss right below my ear, " and my tongue," he licks the spot he just kissed.

My hands slide into his hair, "You have the most amazing ideas."

He removes his face from my neck and looks down at me, "You seem to bring out the best of them."

I smile up at him, but he then proceeds to kiss if off my face as he settles between my legs. My legs instinctively wrap around him, trapping him there. He deepens the kiss for a moment before breaking away and moving down my neck and chest until he reaches the top of my tank top. He groans and pulls away, "Goddamn clothes..."

I giggle softly as he sits up and pulls his black t-shirt over his head and flings it behind him. His eyes stay on my body the whole time. He places his hands on my ankles and moves up my legs slowly until he reaches my hips. He grips them, squeezing gently, "Sit up, baby."

Once in the sitting position, I find myself face to face with his tattooed abdomen. I press my face into his stomach, kissing the trail of soft hair that disappears below the waist band of the boxer briefs I can see under his pants. I run my hands up his thighs as his hands caress my shoulders. He stops me before my fingers can pop open his button fly jeans.

He grabs my hands and brings them to his lips, "You first, Bella."

Before I can protest, he reaches for the bottom of my tank top and pulls it over my head, flinging it in the same direction he did his own shirt. He groans deeply when he sees I have on no bra. He pushes gently against my shoulders, causing me to lay down on the bed again. His slightly rough hands ghost over my stomach, moving down towards my shorts. He unbuttons them, sliding the zipper down extremely slow as he stares me in my eyes. He taps my hips, silently asking me to raise them so he can pull off my shorts.

I do as asked. He grabs the bottom of them and tugs them down and off my legs at an even slower pace than he lowered the zipper. Once the shorts are in the growing pile of clothes behind him, he looks down at me with flushed cheeks, flared nostrils, and a deep frown.

I say nothing as I watch him lean down, pushing my legs apart as he makes room for himself to slide up my body. He slowly kisses his way up my torso, starting at the top of my boyshorts and stopping once he reaches my breasts. He reverently kisses the swell of each breast, painfully avoiding where I want him the most. I move my hands from his shoulders up into his hair, taking a handful in each hand in anticipation of what I can tell he's about to do.

He hovers above one while his hand cups the other, engulfing one of my erect peaks in his mouth while his hand plucks and pinches with other like an instrument. I suppose to him, I am. The moans and whimpers this action causes could only be described as the soundtrack to our intimate times. My senses wain, only leaving the sensations he's causing me to register ten times better than what they should. The sensations increase once he switches sides, sucking, licking, and nibbling the one he was pinching and plucking.

I press his face further into my chest as my back arches off the bed. I wrap my legs around his waist, pulling his lower half against mine and moaning at the feel of his hard length pressed against me. He pulls away from my tits and moves his mouth to mine, kissing me heatedly. His hips start grinding against mine in a slow rhythm. He breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead against mine, "I can't wait to be inside you, Bella."

"Me, either," I whimper, crushing my lips against his. After a moment, he pulls himself away from me suddenly and pulls my panties down my legs, shoving them in his back pocket. I gasp at the urgency of his movements, but he shakes his head as he looks down at my core, "I'm sorry, baby, but I need this."

I move my hands to his where they're pressing my legs apart. I thread my fingers through his, causing him to look up at me, "Take whatever you need, Edward."

He brings my hand up to his face, kissing my palm, mumbling, "Thank you," against my skin. He kisses his way from my knee to right where I need him the most. He sucks my clit into his mouth roughly, causing my hips to buck against his face. He presses his arm across my hips, keeping me still, "Calm down, little girl," he says with a smirk and wink.

Before I can respond in any way, his lips are working my clit and his tongue is sliding in and out of my entrance. My free hand grips onto his hair, pulling on it or pushing against his head, telling him where I want his mouth more. When I pull on it, silently asking him to attack my clit, he removes his hand from mine and presses a finger into me.

My hips buck violently at the amazing feeling, but his arm across me keeps me held down against the bed. I move my free hand to my chest, pinching my nipple and tugging roughly at it every so often, until the mixture of his mouth and tongue against my clit, his fingers curled inside of me, and my own ministrations on my nipple cause me to whimper, "Edward...I'm...ung..."

Then it happens, the tingle and tug deep inside. I feel my inner walls pulse around his fingers as the tension my body once held now melts away with each swipe of his tongue against my entrance. My legs and arms fall limply around me as Edward kisses his way back up my body until he's at my ear whispering, "Fucking perfect..."

His deep voice brings life back to my limbs as I wrap my arms and legs around him, pulling him down on top of me. I pull his face towards mine, kissing his lips softly, tasting myself on his lips and tongue. I place my hand on his chest over his tattoo and push against him, causing him to roll over beside me. I look over at him, smiling lazily before getting up and moving towards his body.

I straddle his hips, lowering my torso down against his. I kiss his swollen red lips before move down along his jaw and neck. I kiss along his collarbone and the middle of his chest, where I rein kisses across his heat tattoo. I sit back up and run my fingers over his hard piercing nipples. He hisses at the sensation, closing his eyes and pressing his head back into the bed.

I lean forward and kiss each nipple softly before returning the favor he bestowed upon my nipples. He explained to me how sensitive his nipples are now that they're pierced. I could only imagine getting mine pierced and just how much more amazing it would be for Edward to do what he does. Once I pay enough attention to his nipples I kiss my way down his torso until I reach his stomach.

I press my face against his stomach, continuing the rein of kisses on his abdomen as I work the buttons on his jeans open. Once they're open, I move my kisses further down, until I reach the waist band of his dark blue boxer briefs. I nuzzle my face against his erection, causing a groan from Edward. I pull back and remove both his jeans and underwear, tossing both behind me with the rest of the clothes.

I take the impressive length into my hand, licking from base to tip. His hands twist into the blanket and I smirk up at him, "Are you okay, Edward?"

He speaks through clenched teeth, "No."

I swirl my tongue around the head, licking up the small amount of clear fluid that's leaked out, "Don't you want me to go slow? Savor this like you showed me?"

He lets out a shaky breath, "Little girl..." he says warningly.

I smile sweetly at him before I engulf him in my mouth. He growls at me, which is so fucking hot. I know he's close. I learned a lot about his body the night we stayed in the den. Once he shuts his eyes tight, I know he's losing control. Like now for instance, his eyes are closer, jaw clenched, and nostrils flared. His nose gives him away most of the time. I speed up the pace, wanting to bring him to completion just like he did me.

I grip the base of his cock and bob my head up and down his length a few times before I start following with my hand. I can't fit all of him into my mouth so I use my hand to do the rest for me. I run my free hand up his stomach, digging my fingers into his firm skin. I pull my hand down, scratching down his abdomen with my short nails.

"Fuck! So close..."

I bob down and hum deeply. His body tenses completely, his breathing stops, and his hands grip the blanket even harder, "Bel-"

He groans loudly, his hips finally bucking up like he'd been fighting to do, and he spills into my mouth. I pull back slightly, giving myself more room to swallow. I pull him out of my mouth, licking him clean and kissing my way back up his body like he did me. He wraps his arms around me the second my face is kissing his neck. He rolls us over, pressing his lips to mine, deepening the kiss after a few seconds.

When he pulls away, he's breathless and panting. He rests his forehead against mine, "Are you sure you've never done that before me?"

I giggle, "I'm positive."

He sighs against my lips, "You so amazing...fuck, I'm so lucky."

I wrap my arms and legs around him, "At least that makes two of us."

He smiles before kissing me again, "Come on. Lets go grab a shower right fast. I would like to spend all day naked in the bed with you, but I would rather us enjoy the little amount of time we have together unsupervised."

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So...there ya have it. Charlie knows and Charlie isn't happy. The next update...well, I don't know when its going to be since I said this wouldn't be up for a week... I'll be heading to Texas to visit some family this weekend with my eccentric mother and I have no idea when we'll be coming back. At first it was the weekend...now she's talking about the week...so I'm just going along for the ride. My trusty laptop will accompany me so don't worry, I plan to do some writing while I'm gone.

I'll see you next update, if you're the silent type. If not, I'll see you after you review!