AN: Alright, this chapter is kind of sort of a filler of sorts. I'm trying to drag it out a little before I get to the end. When I got to the end of the chapter, I was shocked that it was entirely in Bella's POV. We cover her first day of work and her first meeting with Jake since she moved out. I had planned to cover this, plus the family dinner Bella and Edward cook and her second day of work. However you get only half of that. So that means my chapter layout is all fucked up thanks to the fun times of Edward and Bella.

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BPOV

After dinner, Edward and I offer to clean the kitchen for Esme. She has some work to take care of so we gave her the time to take care of it. Rosalie tries to help, but Emmett begs her to let us handle it so they can go to some party a friend of his is throwing.

"Please, babe? Edwina and Bella can take care of the kitchen."

Rosalie sighs, "Emmett we've been hanging out with your friends ever since we got here! I feel like I'm a freeloader."

Emmett rolls his eyes, "Rosie, you aren't a freeloader. You don't have to do things around the house just to be liked."

I scoffed, "Are you implying I offered to clean the kitchen as an effort to suck up to Esme?"

Emmett nods, "Duh?"

I roll my eyes as Edward throws a dish rag at Emmett, "Shut the fuck up, fool. Bella doesn't need to do anything to be liked, moron," he looks at Rosalie, "You'd do us a favor if you left just so you could get this idiot out of the kitchen."

Rosalie nods and pushes Emmett, who looks slightly affronted, "You didn't have to call me those names, dude."

Edward ignores his brother as Rosalie smiles at me apologetically before pushing her boyfriend out of the kitchen. Edward turns to me, "You know that you don't have to do this to impress – "

I place a finger over his lips, "I'm doing it to be kind. It's who I am. There are no ulterior motives in cleaning the kitchen."

I turn from him and return to gathering the dishes from the table, "There fucking better not be."

I look over my shoulder at him to find him smirking at me. I smile back and we fall into a comfortable silence as we clean up. The Cullens have a dishwasher so our time in the kitchen is cut in half. Once I shut the door to the machine, he spins me around and traps me against the counter, "So what would you like to do now, my Bella?"

I look at the clock and see that it's nearly eight o'clock. I kiss his chin, "I want to get ready for bed. I have to be at work at six in the morning."

He groans, "Bella, you don't need that job."

I roll my eyes and push him away, "I do, Edward."

I walk up the back staircase up to my room with Edward behind me telling me, "Baby, if you go to work, then it'll take away from our time together."

I giggle and shake my head, "Edward, I work from six to eleven. You won't even be awake while I'm at work."

"I'll still miss you."

I give a full out laugh this time and turn to him as we stop right outside my door, "Edward, how can you miss me while you're asleep?"

He wraps his arm around my waist and walks me backwards into my room, shutting the door. He presses lips to my ear, "I'm going to miss that beautiful body of yours pressed against me."

I hum happily as he kisses me below my ear, "I'm not quitting. I haven't even started the job yet."

I feel his lips pull into a smile, "Then you should quit before you start."

I roll my eyes and push him away, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Is that an invite?" he smirks at me.

I pull out a pair of panties and matching camisole from my dresser, "I didn't realize you didn't know you were automatically invited."

He motions upstairs, "Let me go grab a change of clothes."

I nod, kissing his cheek before he leaves. I walk into the bathroom and turn on the water. I find the perfect temperature and flip the switch to plug the drain. I turn to the mirror and sigh. Tomorrow is my first day of work. Ever. I'd hoped that this day would be a little more monumental. I hoped a lot of things would be monumental, and I guess in a way, they were. However, heading to work for my first day didn't seem all that amazing.

As I pull my hair in a ponytail, I contemplate the reasons for this job. It's a way to show myself that I can stand on my own. I shouldn't be dependent on anyone, no matter how badly they wanted me to be. I know the Cullens want to take care of me, but it's not their job, their place. I have to be responsible for my actions and moving in with my boyfriend's parents and allowing them to take care of me isn't responsible. I'll need to get insurance on my truck now that I've left my father. I can't expect him to pay it and I can't expect the Cullens to pay it. I'm pretty sure my father will drop my cell phone soon and I'll have to worry about that as well.

I pull my shirt over my head and my jeans off. I look at the water and see that it's almost halfway full. Once we add two bodies to the water, it'll rise. I shut off the faucet and turn back to the mirror. This had been my first full day as a pseudo-Cullen. It had gone well, I think. Tomorrow is going to be just as important as today. It may only be five hours of work three days a week, but it was my first job and no matter how upset I am that I can't share this with my family, I am still excited and very nervous.

I run my hands over my collarbone and take a long hard look at myself. I feel different but I don't look it. I hoped there would be some kind of change in me physically that could show the world that I could stand on my own and take care of myself, but I looked no different from before Edward came into my life. I move away from the mirror and unhook my bra, pulling it off and tossing it with the rest of my clothes. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of my boyshorts, but stop when I hear Edward tell me, "Slower."

My breath catches in my throat at the huskiness of his voice. He sounds dark and dangerous and so very, very, hot. I pull my panties down slowly, letting them fall down when I reach my knees. I stand back up and kick them into the growing pile of clothes near the door. Edward walks out of the darkness of my bedroom and into the bright light of the bathroom. He shuts and locks the door, leaning back against.

"Turn around," he picks his hand up and motions for me to twirl around. I do, slowly, just in case. He walks up to me and places his hands on my hips once I've turn back to face him. He presses a soft kiss to my forehead, "I know this is planning way ahead," he says against my forehead before looking down at my eyes, "but when we're living together, can you forgo cloths once a week?"

I laugh at him, resting my hands on his hips and forehead against his chest, "Only if you stay naked with me."

He chuckles, "I doubt I'd really have the choice. The fewer clothes I have on the easier it would be to fuck you on top of any surface."

I laugh before pulling away from him, "Well, get naked, Edward. It's bath time."

He smiles brightly and yanks his clothes off as I get in. I take a peek at him and see that watching me had a very, desired effect on him. I lean against the back of the tub but he quickly shakes his head, wagging his fingers at me, "Move forward, dear."

I pout and arch my back a little in an effort to poke out my chest, "Don't you want to lean against me?"

He looks at my breasts and shakes his head, "No, I'd rather hold those in my hands. Move it."

I huff and do as he wants. He gets in behind me and pulls me back against him. We sit like we did earlier under the tree. He peppers my neck with kisses and holds me firm, but relaxes into the water. I close my eyes and lean my head back against his shoulder and he leans his on mine.

"What were you thinking about when you were looking in the mirror?"

I shake my head, "Nothing important. Just looking at myself."

He scoffs, "Well, you were looking at something important so you obviously were thinking something important."

I roll my eyes behind my closed lids, "I was just seeing if I looked different. I feel different and I just wanted to see if the inside matched the outside."

His arms tighten a little and before he can say another word, I tell him, "Edward, I don't want to talk about it, okay? I just want to relax before my first day of work that I'm going to. I'm a little nervous."

Edward kisses my neck, "Let me drive you."

I smile, shaking my head, "You'd have to get up at like five-thirty in the morning."

He chuckles, "So? I'm taking you to work in the morning and I'll be there to pick you up."

I sigh, "You'd do that for me?"

He smiles against my neck, "I don't think you really understand the depths of my feelings for you, Bella. I would do anything for you."

I turn my head, pressing my ear to his chest, "Thank you," I whisper.

We sit like this happily until the water started to cool off. We proceeded to wash each other from head to toe before getting out and toweling off. We slip into our pajamas and slip into bed. I set my alarm clock for five o'clock and cuddle up to Edward. He holds me close and sighs, "I hate that we're getting separated after tonight."

I sigh, kissing his neck, "Until next weekend."

He chuckles softly, "Oh, yes, next weekend will be…memorable."

I frown up at him, "That bad, huh?"

He rolls his eyes and I laugh. I tuck my head back under his chin, "Can I tell you something?"

"Anything, love."

I giggle, "I think I like 'love' better than 'baby'."

He presses a kiss to the top of my head, "I'll remember to switch them up, but I doubt that's what you wanted to tell me."

I close my eyes and pray that this doesn't hurt my weekend, "I'm just…a little nervous."

He pulls away from me, propping himself up on his elbow as I roll over onto my back. He brushes the back of his fingers over my cheek, "Do you not want to do this?"

I quickly shake my head, "No, I want to. I want it to happen this weekend…" I sigh, "I'm just nervous. I mean I shouldn't be. We do everything but have sex. I guess…"

I close my eyes, but before I say anything, he kisses me sweetly, "If you're about to tell me that you don't think you'll be enough to please me, we're going to have to go to couples' therapy for me beating the shit out of you."

I couldn't help, but laugh at what he told me. He cradled me against him, holding my head in the crook of his arm and gripping my hip as he held me against his body. I sigh, kissing his bare chest, "It does make me nervous," I say more to his tattoo than his face.

He smacks my ass. I jump at the contact, though it didn't hurt, and gasp his name. He looks at me expectantly and shakes his head, "I told you I was going to beat the shit out of you…"

He smacks it again. I jump and roll over on my back, "Edward, stop smacking my ass!"

He looks down at me with a frown, "How could you think such a thing, Bella? Have I not shown you that I'm completely in love with you?"

I sigh and rub my face, "This isn't going how I wanted it to go."

He sits up and pulls my hands from my face, "Baby, talk to me. Why would you think something like that?"

I sit up and take a deep breath, "I just want to be good for you, Edward. You've made me so happy that I…just…can't lose you. This is very important in a relationship…"

He shakes his head, pulling me into his lap, "Bella, listen to me, please, baby. I don't care what you think, okay? You're going to be great. I have no doubt that you will continue to blow my mind sexually until the day we can no longer have sex."

I frown at him, "Continue?"

He frowns right back, "Yes," he nods once, "continue," he repeats himself as if he were talking to a mental handicapped person.

I'm a little shocked, "I…blow your mind?"

He smiles brightly, "Baby, you rock my world."

I can't help the smile that spreads over my face, "Really?"

He rolls his eyes, "Do you think I would have such a hard time controlling myself if you didn't?"

I nod and rest my head against his shoulder, "That's true."

He moves forward and lays me back on the bed, "Now, are you still nervous?"

I curl back against him, sighing happily, "Not as much, no. I mean I was nervous about that but then again I'm still nervous about this being my first time. You know pre-event jitters."

He kisses the top of my head, "Yeah, I can sympathize with you there. We'll take it slow, love. If I hurt you, just tell me and I'll stop," he kisses me again, "I actually wanted to talk to you about this before it happened."

I look up at him, "Now?"

He kisses my nose, "It's as good of a time as any."

We talk for a little while before my eyes start getting heavy. It had been an emotional night last night and then a rather…active…and trying day today. I am ready for sleep to take me. We end the conversation for now and kiss one another goodnight before snuggling closer together and deeper into the covers.

* * *

At five o'clock the next morning the alarm goes off with a piercing buzz. Edward shoots up, "What the fuck?!"

"Alarm," I mumbled into the pillow. He slaps the top of it twice before it stops. I sigh, "It's going to go off again in nine minutes if you don't turn it off properly."

He sighs, rubbing his hands over his face, "That's fine. I need to get up."

He sits up and turns off the alarm before standing, looking down at me, "What do you want for breakfast?"

I can't help but smile at him and shake my head, "Nothing, baby, just get back in bed. It's too early to eat."

He shakes his head, "No, you need something. I'll go fix something light."

I watch him walk out of the room and smile even brighter. Breakfast?! I know Edward isn't a morning person. I know for a fact that if he wakes up before eight in the morning, he's cranky. Yet, here he is acting all calm and happily going and fixing me something to eat before work. My smile grows a little wider and I fear that my face will break if I don't get up and take my mind off the incredibly sexy man downstairs.

I stretch before I get out of bed and change. A simple white t-shirt, pair of jeans, and sneakers are supposed to be what they want me to wear. I pull my hair up into a ponytail and brush my teeth. I look at myself and sigh, "This is it…"

I make my way down stairs and smile when I find Edward scrambling some eggs and drinking a cup of coffee, "Hey, baby."

He holds out his hand for me, wanting me to come to him. When I get close enough, he pulls me into his side and kisses me sweetly on the lips, "Breakfast is almost done."

I kiss the side if chest, "Thank you for making me breakfast, Edward. That's very thoughtful of you."

He smiles at me, kissing my forehead, "Think nothing of it, my Bella. Do you want some coffee?"

I smile and nod, walking over to the coffee maker and pouring myself a cup. I lean back against the counter and watch him work for a moment. He looks over his shoulder and smirks at me, "What?"

I cock my head to the side, "Just thinking about how amazing you are…"

He rolls his eyes and grabs the frying pan, scrapping the eggs onto a plate that has a slice of toast with a light smear of jelly on it. He sets it in front of him on the bar, "There you go, babe."

I climb onto the stool and devour the amazing food in front of me, "This is really good, Edward."

He puts the frying pan onto soak and turns to me, "I'm going to throw on a shirt and I'll be right back."

I nod as I chew up my bite of toast. He's back down before I even get a chance to finish. He cleans up my mess as I slip into my coat. He takes my hand and walks me outside. I'm a little shocked to find the Volvo already running. He smiles at me, "I snuck out and turned her on. It's a little cold out here this morning."

If I could fall in love with him in more, I just did. He opens the door for me and shuts it behind me once I'm inside. I buckle my seat belt as I watch him walk around the car and get in. Before he can put the car in gear, I stop him. He looks at me with a slight frown on his face, "What's wr - "

I cut him off with a kiss to the lips. I deepen the kiss for a second and pull back, "Thank you," I whisper against his lips.

"Why do you keep thanking me?" he whispers back.

I kiss him again, "Because you're so sweet and loving and it's all for me. Thank you for loving me."

He smiles, "It's nothing, love, really. If you want to work, then I'm going to be behind you 100% of the way, even if that means waking up before God ever intended to take you to work every day. I'll do it without question."

I kiss him again, "I love you, Edward."

"And I love you, my Bella," he kisses me again, "Now stop distracting me or you're going to be late!"

* * *

Edward kisses me goodbye with a promise to be here in time to pick me up from work. He wishes me a good day and heads back home. I turn to the diner in front of me and read the sign. Home; named this in an effort for people to desire a Home cooked meal. I take a deep breath and walk in the front door to begin my first day of work.

* * *

Mrs. Betty and Joe let me have a break around eight o'clock. I'm still full from Edward's breakfast so I took I fix myself a soda and sit in the back of the diner people watching. It's still fairly early in the town of Forks and we had been slow all morning long. They told me this is the normal pace every morning until school starts back up. They had teachers and students alike come by for a quick breakfast to go.

I lean my head back against the booth and relax. The nervousness I'd felt this morning is completely gone. I am having a great time so far, but I still couldn't wait to get back home to Edward.

"Bella?"

My head springs up to find Jake standing in front of me. He smiles at me before taking a seat in the booth across from me, "Hey, Bells."

I force a small smile, "Hey, Jake."

He looks down at his hands fiddling with a beanie on top of the table, "Char-Charlie told my dad about what happened."

I sit up straight and look at my own hands in my lap, "I don't really want to talk about it Jake."

"I know," he says softly, "I just wish you'd get out of there and come back to us."

I look up at him with a scowl on my face, "Excuse me?"

Jake sighs, running a hand through his short coal black hair, "I just…I miss you, your father misses you."

I get up from the booth and shake my head, "Yeah, well, he should've thought of that before he started treating me like a slave."

Jake stood also. His six foot seven frame towering over me with no problem, "Bella, he was just trying to protect you."

I scoff, "I don't need anyone's help, Jake."

I walk past Jake and duck into the kitchen where he can't harass me any longer. Joe takes one look at me and then looks at Betty. I have no idea what they're communicating to one another, but Betty quickly starts getting an order out of Jake.

* * *

After Jake's visit the rest of my day is shot. I go through the motions of making orders until it's time to start severing lunch. Joe tells me that my job is to cook breakfast until ten and the start preparing for the lunch menu; cutting up tomatoes and lettuce, washing the breakfast dishes, and thawing out hamburger meat.

I finish my chores a few minutes early and Betty and Joe tell me to go ahead and clock out. As I walk out of the kitchen, I catch sight of a very attractive bronze haired man standing against his precious silver Volvo with his arms crossed and a red tulip from Esme's garden in his hand. My face lights up and Betty giggles.

I look over at her to find her looking at Edward, "He's been standing out there for the past ten minutes, sweetie."

I bite my lip and look back at him, "Has he?"

Betty giggles again, "Get out of here, girly."

I walk briskly to the door and straight into his arms. He wraps me up in his arms, picking me up off the ground and spins me around. He sets me on my feet, kisses me softly, and hands me the tulip, "Hey."

I smile up at him brightly, "Hi."

"How did it go?"

My day flashes before my eyes, lingering on Jake. I turn my smile up a notch, "Great."

I didn't want Edward to know that Jake harassed me while at work. He'd beg me to quit then and I didn't want to listen to it. I needed and wanted this job. He pouts slightly, "You didn't miss me?"

I roll my eyes and shove him away from me, "Not one stinking bit," I say with a wink.

He laughs at me, pushing me towards the car door, "Come on. Let's get you home."

I nod, "Gladly. I could go for a nap."

He nods, "What a coincidence! So, could I."

He opens my door and shuts it once I'm inside. I wait until he's on the road back towards home before I ask him, "You didn't go back to sleep when you got home?"

He shakes his head, "Nope."

I narrow my eyes at him and he sighs, "Okay, so I tried. I went to my room and laid there for about thirty minutes and couldn't sleep. So I got up and went down to your room and fell asleep for about an hour and half."

I pull his hand from the gear shift and hold it in my lap, "I'm sorry, baby."

He shakes his head, "Don't apologize for a thing. I plan to take you to work Wednesday and Sunday, too, and for the rest of the summer, so shut it, little girl."

I kiss the back of his hand and do as he wants. As soon as we get to the house, we head straight to my room where we curl up in bed and go right to sleep.

* * *

I wake up about two hours later to the smell of something delicious. I open my eyes and see Edward walking into my room with a tray of food. His eyes are fixed on the tray like he's scared something is going to spill over. I pull the blanket up enough to hide my smile as he places the tray on the nightstand beside the bed. He looks over at me and smiles, "You're awake."

I nod and sit up, "You fixed me lunch?"

He shrugs, "I wasn't sure if you'd eaten at the diner so I fixed us some chicken noodle soup and ham, cheese, and tomato sandwiches."

I pat the side of the bed, "Lay down with me for a second."

He smiles at me and does as I want. He lies beside me and I curl up to him. Everything Edward has done for me today has been selfless and without motive. I feel he deserves a reward for being the best boyfriend in the world. I start kissing on his neck, moving down his neck slowly until I come to the collar of his shirt.

I throw the blanket back and throw my leg across him, sitting up and straddling his waist. I slide my hands up his shirt, kissing the exposed Cullen tattoo on his abdomen. I start kissing down his stomach but stop when I reach the waist band of his jeans. I slide my hands down his stomach, grabbing the button so I can unfasten them.

Edward's hands grab my wrist and stop me, "Baby, you don't have to do this. We should eat."

I smirk at him, shaking my head, "A sandwich isn't what I want in my mouth right now, Edward."

He groans throwing his head back against the pillows, "Please, God, give me the strength not to hurt her…"

I press my nose into the skin above his jeans as I unbutton and unzip them, "Why would you hurt me?"

He runs both of his hands through his hair as he looks down at me pulling him out of his jeans, "Because I want nothing more than to fuck you so hard that I would break you in two."

I pump his semi-erect cock a couple of times as I rock my hips against his thighs. His words affected me in a way that could only be judged by the dampness of my boyshorts. I dig my fingers into his hip, "That sounds really nice," I say before running my tongue up his shaft.

He growls at me before I wrap my mouth around him. His hands fist the duvet, and I swear I heard something rip, but I am too busy tending to him to pay too much attention to anything else. I move a little faster, using my teeth and hollowing out my cheeks. I bring the hand I'm holding him with up to my lips, pumping him as I'm bobbing my head. I push my hand under his shirt on my way up to his chest, pinching one of his pierced nipples. His breathing picks up and utters a few curse words.

After a moment, he stutters out, "Bella…I'm…"

I move a little faster and harder until seconds later, he reaches his climax. I pull back once he's finished and place him back into his boxer briefs. I look up at him to find his eyes closed and a lazy smile on his face, "Edward?" I call his name with a giggle.

He grabs my hand and pulls me up his body, kissing me soundly on the lips, "You're…"

He looks like he's really trying to search for the word. I place my fingers over his lips, "Shh, wait until you can think properly."

He chuckles softly before kissing me again. He kisses along my jaw and down my neck before he presses his face against my shoulder, "…magnificent," he breaths out.

I chuckle, "Are you back to normal?"

He nods, "Yeah, I think so."

He pulls his face from my shoulder and presses his lips to mine before he sits up and grabs the tray, "Now do you feel like have a sandwich in your mouth?"

We both grin at one another as I nod my head. He sets the tray between us in order to fix his jeans, "So tell me about your first day of work."

Before I could begin, there is a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opens and in walks Alice, Esme, and Carlisle. Alice smiles brightly, "Don't start the story without us!"

Alice came and sat beside me on the bed while Carlisle and Esme took a seat on the chaise lounge near the window. I retold my day, leaving out Jake, and answered all their questions about what I'd learned to do and my job responsibilities. Esme and Carlisle are so proud of me that I get a little misty eyed.

This is what should've happened at my house. I should have come home from work to my father begging to know about my first day of work. I try not to dwell on what can't be and focus on the amazing family in front of me. They love me as if I am their own and that's going to have to be enough.

Esme and Carlisle stand to excuse themselves from the room but I stop them, "Wait. I would like to cook dinner for everyone tomorrow night."

Esme shakes her head, but I don't let her speak, "Please, it would mean a great deal to me. Edward offered to help. I just want to…show you how much I appreciate what you've done for me."

Carlisle smiles at Esme, "I think that would be a lovely idea."

The look on Carlisle's face must have told Esme something because she looks back at me and agrees, "On one condition."

I nod, "You name it," I say with a bright smile.

"You do it because you want to do it, not as a thank you. We're helping you because you are our family, not because it's the right thing to do. Had there been some other reason why you needed to leave your father's house, then we would've have taken you in just as easily and quickly."

I nod, "Okay. No thank-you dinner, just dinner."

She nods, "Then we would love that, dear. Before you go shopping for the ingredients, let one of us know so we can give you some money."

I open my mouth to speak, but I know they won't want to hear what I have to say, so I shut it again. Edward smiles, "I'll get some money from you guys."

Carlisle winks at his son before escorting his wife out the door. I turn to Alice to find her deep in thought, "Alice?"

She look up at me with a large smile on her face, "I have to make sure everyone has something to wear," she jumps off the bed and spins around to us, "Is Jasper invited?"

I roll my eyes, "Of course."

She claps her hands, "Wonderful. If you need any help tomorrow, please ask me."

She kisses my cheek and then skips from the room.

Edward chuckles, "You know when my mother was pregnant with Alice she hardly showed at all. I remember Dad telling her repeatedly that it was normal for that to happen. I still to this day don't believe she was pregnant. I think Alice came to us as some sort of magical fairy and transformed into a baby girl for my mother. Alice isn't normal."

I toss my head back and laugh loudly, "You are fucking crazy!"

He shakes his head, "What's crazy is my wood sprite of a sister. She's either a magical fairy creature or she's on drugs…no one is ever that happy and energetic without the aid of something."

I take his empty bowl from him and set it on the tray, pushing the tray to the end of the bed. I throw my leg over him, straddling his lap, "Well, I guess that would explain your magical qualities as well."

He grabs my ass and pulls me against him, smirking down at where we would be connected if our clothes weren't in the way. I run my hands up his body until they grip his hair. I pull his head back until he's looking up at me. His hands run up my back, pushing me against him.

Right as my lips connect to his, there's a knock on the door frame, "Are we interrupting anything?"

Fucking Emmett…

Edward groans, "What the fuck does it look like?"

I slide off him, sitting beside him as Emmett and Rosalie walk in the door. Rosalie smiles, "We just wanted to see how your first day went. I see there aren't any major cuts or burns."

I giggle, "It's a miracle."

Emmett throws himself on the end of my bed, "So, this weekend the parents are going to be gone."

Edward narrows his eyes, "What do you think you're going to do?"

Emmett smiles slyly, "Just have a few people over."

Edward cocks an eyebrow at his brother, "I'm not having any part of it. We have our own plans."

Emmett perked up, "Oh, is that so?"

Edward sighs, "Yes, and when we get home I expect you to keep the party downstairs, do you understand?"

Emmett chuckles as he gets off the bed, "Are the two of you going to need some privacy?"

Rosalie backhands his chest, "Shut the fuck up, moron," she turns her smile on to us, "Don't worry about anything, you two. I'll make sure Mush for Brains gives you guys some space."

Emmett pouts, but Rosalie ignores him and hauls him out of the room, shutting the door behind her. I smile at Edward, "I like Rosalie."

He kisses my nose, "She's growing on me."

I get off the bed, "Come on. Let's go watch a movie or something."

For the rest of the night, Edward and I hang out in the den watching movies where we end up falling asleep. I wake up to something running down my nose repeatedly. I jerk my head back and come in contact with Edward's face.

"What the fuck, Bella?!"

I open my eyes and see Alice on the floor laughing so hard she can't breathe. I sit up and look down at Edward, "I'm sorry, baby, Alice made me."

Edward rubs his nose as he looks down at his sister in the fetal position still laughing. She finally pulls in a breath and lets out a loud snort. I shake my head; smiling down at her while Edward looks at her with pure contempt.

I move over to Edward and take his hand from his face, "It's not bleeding. It should be fine."

He rolls his eyes, "It still hurts like a son-of-a-bitch."

He gets off the couch and stomps out of the room. I roll my eyes at his moody behavior and look at the clock. It's nearly ten in the morning and he's still pissy. Alice smiles at me from her spot on the floor, "Good morning."

I roll my eyes again, "Whatever," I help her up, "Is there a reason you woke us up?"

She nods, "Yes. We need to get to the grocery story so we can get the ingredients for this amazing dish you plan on making."

"Okay, let me go grab a shower right fast."

Alice claps, "Go ahead and wash your hair so I can fix it later."

I smile at her enthusiasm and nod, "Yeah, yeah."

Alice smiles brightly before plopping down on the sofa to watch TV while I get ready. I walk up to my room and find Edward curled up in my bed. I bite my lip and crawl in bed with him.

"Come here," he grabs me before I can move, pulling me into him.

He wraps himself around me, trapping me against him. I kiss his neck, "Edward."

"Shh, it's sleepy time now."

I giggle, "For you, maybe, but not me. Alice and I are going to go shopping for tonight's dinner. You stay and sleep."

He groans, "Fuck."

I kiss his neck again, "Just sleep, baby. We'll be back, soon."

He sighs, releasing me, "I won't be able to go back to sleep without you," he whines.

I giggle kissing him softly on his pouty lips, "Grow up, you big baby. Come take a shower with me."

His eyes widen considerably at the idea, but his body just relaxes further into the bed, "No, I'm too tired. Go have some girl time with Alice."

He kisses me softly before curling himself around my pillow. I kiss his check, and get ready to take a long hot shower, catching up on all my unshaven body parts. I try not to fret about tonight. I want everything to go perfectly. Esme and Carlisle might not think it's a thank you dinner, but I'm cooking it as such. I want them to know that I appreciate everything. They mean so much to me and I know a dinner doesn't cover my gratitude, but to me, it's a place to start.

However, before I can get out of the shower, Edward walks in the bathroom. He pulls the door back and looks me up and down before stripping his clothes off and getting in with me. I smile as he turns me around and pulls my back against his chest, "What are you doing?"

Both of his hands grip my breasts as he kisses my neck, "You took too long," he growls out.

He spins me back around and presses me against the shower wall as he falls to his knees. He throws one of my legs over his shoulder, submerging his face between my legs. As my eyes roll back into my head as his tongue dives into my entrance, I hope to God Alice doesn't come looking for me.

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So…for all of you guys that are keeping record of the day we're on…its Tuesday morning. Which means we have the rest of the day…all day Wednesday…all day Thursday…and then all day Friday, resulting in Sexy Time with Edward and Bella on Friday night.

So if you remember that my chapter layout is now fucked up…we might or might not get another chapter before the Sexy Time with Edward and Bella. I apologize now, so don't complain! :P I want you guys to get attached to these two nice and snug before I kill them off. LMAO! No, I don't plan to kill them off but that was funny; almost as funny as that 'The End' scare I gave you guys a couple of chapters back. *sighs happily in remembrance"

Anyways!!! On with the rest of this End Note… I hope you enjoyed the chapter. If you would like to review, by all means, I'm not going to stop you. If you would like to not leave a review, by all means, I'm not going to make you. I'll see you guys soon!!