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A/N at end.

BPOV

The weekend with Edward was great. I was kind of sad to have it end but I did have responsibilities to attend to like, work. With the holiday weekend over with, I knew that the next few weeks were going to pass by in a blur and I would be headed back to Bloomington to start my senior year of college.

I walked into the living room and my Dad was sitting in his chair, watching Iron Chef. I don't know why because he hardly ever cooked around here.

"Hey, Dad!" I said, placing a kiss on his cheek.

"Hey, Baby Girl. How was your weekend?"

"It was fun. We were at Navy Pier, all night and into the early morning yesterday. It was nice. We watched the fireworks, Edward got me to get on the Ferris Wheel, and then we went to watch Transformers at the IMAX. It was a midnight show so, we were out late. Today, Edward took me out the House of Blues. We'll have to go sometime, the chocolate cake was pure heaven." I gave Dad the gist of what we did.

"Well, that sounds nice. Didn't do much here." Dad looked back to the TV, with possibly a smirk on his face. I let it go and didn't ask any questions.

"Okay. I am going to head upstairs. I need to do some laundry and get ready for the week."

"Alright. Love you."

"Love you, too. Oh, and Edward is coming over for dinner tomorrow. I may have scared him a bit. I think, he thinks that you are going to hate him. So, maybe rough him up a bit." I chuckled, knowing full well that my Dad was going to like Edward, very much.

"That's not nice, Bella." He said sternly. "I will see what I can do." He chuckled.

I went to my room with my bag, separating the clothes, and then did the little bit of laundry that I had in my room. It was still kind of early and I figured it would be a good idea to call Rose and Alice. So I called Rose first.

"Hello." She answered

"Hey. What's up?"

"Oh, nothing. Just hanging out at home, bumming it, and moping because Emmett is not going to be around that much anymore."

"Oh, no. What happened?"

"Nothing bad. He just starts his football conditioning this week and will be in South Bend most of the time. Probably only getting Sundays to come home."

"Rose, it's not like South Bend isn't twenty five minutes away. You are really moping about that? What are you going to do when we go back to school and he is four hours away?" I asked, knowing that it was only around the corner before we both would be facing our boys being so far away.

"I suppose you are right but it still sucks. I'll be working, he is going to be too tired from football, and we just aren't going to see each other much. Anyway, how was your weekend? Did you even see the city or were you guys stuck in Edward's bedroom all weekend?"

"Rose! Of course we went out. I told you we were going to the Pier and we did. Did all the touristy stuff and then we went to the IMAX. Had dinner at the House of Blues, today, and came home. A very relaxing weekend for us."

"What?! No sexy times?"

"I told you that I was not going to be dishing that stuff out anymore."

"Whatever. I am sure we will get it out of you sooner or later. What do you have planned for the week? I think we want to have a get together out at Jared's Friday. What do you think?"

"Sure. I don't work Saturday so it should be a good time."

"Okay. Well, I guess I will see you in the morning. Later."

"K. Goodnight." I said, hanging up, and then dialing Alice's number. The conversation went pretty much the same as the one with Rose. She let me know about some of the planning that her and Esme did over dinner. It seemed that they had a good idea of how they wanted everything to go and I was kind of excited to see how the party was going to turn out. I went downstairs to put the laundry in the dryer and decided to see what we had for dinner tomorrow, in case I needed to stop by the grocery store tomorrow.

"Hey, Dad, what sounds good for dinner tomorrow?" I shouted at him.

"Umm…I don't know? Oh, how about chicken fried chicken with gravy and mashed potatoes? That sounds really good." He said.

"Alright."

We had all of the things that I needed to make for dinner but wasn't sure what I would make for dessert. I looked in the cabinet and wasn't really in the mood for cake or brownies. A peach cobbler would go perfect with dinner. I wasn't too tired so I figured that I might as well get dessert done. I wanted to cobbler to be freshly baked so I did everything but bake it and then placed the dish in the fridge for tomorrow. I got the breading mixture ready for the chicken and cleaned up the rest of the kitchen. After I was done, I went to bed and text Edward a goodnight.

Edward was at the pool in the morning, as promised, with a cup of coffee for me. I kissed him and let him get to swimming his laps. I checked over the first aid reports, filing them away, and taking a look at the new swim lesson classes. Before I knew it, the staff started to come in for the day, I said bye to Edward, and my day was occupied with watching the pool.

Swim club lessons started at four and I had a class to teach all on my own. They were a level six class and I only had five kids. They were, of course, advance swimmers and were here to start conditioning for the swim season. So, basically, I sat there telling them how many laps to swim and then timed them. Easy stuff. An hour with them passed by in no time and I was closing up the pool, heading home to have dinner with my Dad and Edward.

I pulled into the drive, parking, and Edward pulled in right behind me. I grabbed my bag and was met by Edward at my door.

"Hey. How was work?" Edward asked me as we walked up to the house.

"It was good. Soaked up a lot of sun." I said walking into the house, throwing my stuff on the steps to take upstairs, and turning toward Edward to give him a kiss. He brought his lips to mine quickly and then moved back, just as quickly, with a funny face.

"Bella, did you put on sunscreen today?"

"Yea. Why?"

"Well, don't take this the wrong way, you smell like you got a really bad sun burn. Like burnt skin." He frowned.

"I did put it on a little late and might have burned my shoulders." I pulled my shirt off and Edward gasped.

"They are burnt! Look at how red they are." He pointed and I turned around to look in the hall mirror. Yep. My shoulders were as red as a lobster and that is not good. I can't believe that I actually forgot to put sunblock on before starting the day. It wasn't until two o'clock this afternoon, when I started to feel the heat on my skin. Now, I would be paying dearly for this mess up. Not only would I have to wear a long sleeve shirt to prevent from sun poisoning but it was going to hurt like a bitch, tonight.

"Let me go shower really quick and you can put some aloe on my back?"

"Yea, you better. I hope you don't get sick from it." Edward frowned.

"I shouldn't. It's not that bad. I have had worse. Will you turn on the oven to 400 degrees, then can you wait in my room?" I said as I ran up the stairs. I got in the shower, turning on the water to a cool temperature, because if it was too hot it would only make things worse. I showered quickly and wrapped a towel around me and padded over to my room where Edward was sitting on my bed. I walked over to my dresser where I actually had an aloe plant and pulled a piece of it off and handed it to Edward.

"What do I do with this?" He asked.

"Oh, you haven't ever used real aloe before? Here." I took the leaf from him and squeezed the contents into his hand. "There, just rub it on my back. A little goes a long way with this stuff. I think that it feels a lot better than the stuff in the bottle."

"Hmph. I just learned something new, I guess." He started gently rubbing the aloe on my shoulders and my skin was starting to become tender, I tensed a little at the touch. "You okay, am I pressing too much?"

"No, you're fine. Just a little sore there. Nothing we can do about that." He was still rubbing it in when we heard my dad's car door close. "You better get downstairs. I will be down in a minute."

Edward ran down the stairs and not even thirty seconds later I heard my Dad open the door. I threw on a pair of cotton shorts, a tank top, and another shirt over the tank. There was no way I was putting on a bra, right now. I put my hair up and put on a pair of flip-flops, making my way to the kitchen.

"Dad?" I called.

"In here, Bells." He called from the living room. I walked in and Edward sitting on the couch and Dad in his chair.

"Hey. Sorry, I needed to shower really quick, I got sunburn today and kind of stunk." I stared at Edward.

"I didn't say you smelled, I just said that you smelt like burnt skin." Edward fumbled a little over his words and seemed to be sweating.

"I'm kidding, Edward. Don't look so nervous." I smiled, wondering what my Dad has said to him. "Well, Dad, this is Edward. My boyfriend. Edward this is my Dad, Charlie. There formal introductions are done and I am going to get dinner done."

"Please, Bella. Like I didn't already know his name. And Edward, I know what she smells like with sun burn. It is really gross so, don't fell bad for bringing it to her attention because I think half the time she doesn't realize that she stinks!" He laughed and Edward joined in.

"Hey! That's not funny. Thanks for letting me know I stink, Dad."

"I'm just sayin'. Now, get to dinner. I'm starving!" Dad said dramatically.

"I'll show you dinner. How about burnt chicken? Would you like that?" I joked and walked over to give my Dad a kiss.

"Do you need any help, Bella?" Edward asked, looking hopeful. I think I might make him suffer a little while longer.

"Nah. Just hang out here. I can handle it on my own." I walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. Pulling out the all of my ingredients and getting right to work. Forty minutes later dinner and dessert was done.

"Alright. Food is done." I called as I set the plates of food on the dining room table. Dad and Edward walked in, Dad taking his seat at the head of the table, me on his left, and Edward next to me. I wouldn't be that mean and make Edward sit next to my Dad on our first dinner together.

"So, Edward. I hear that you go to Notre Dame. Your brother, as well, do you like it?" My Dad asked as he poured, way too much, gravy over his chicken and potatoes.

"Yes, my brother and I both attend. I like it very much there. I never really thought of going anywhere else. Both of my parents are alumni and it's the only school Em and I even considered going to really." Edward said and shoved some potatoes into his mouth.

"I wish Bella would have applied, like Rose, but she had to go where the rest of the gang were going to school. I have nothing against IU but it would have been nice to have her closer to home. Hey, then maybe you would have met a lot sooner." My Dad grinned at Edward.

"That would have been pretty cool but I am glad that I was able to meet her, even now." Edward said and smiled at me.

"So, what are you intentions with her?" My dad said seriously, glaring at Edward, but I knew it was just to get Edward flustered.

"Uh…I…um." Edward stuttered, turning red in the face.

"I am just bustin' your balls, Edward. Bella made me do it!" My dad laughed and I glared at him for calling me out.

"Dad! It was just getting good!"

"What are you talking about?" Edward asked, looking at me, and I giggled.

"I, um, might have told my Dad to give you a hard time. I could tell yesterday at dinner that you were getting nervous about meeting him and thought it would be kind of funny to see you squirm over dinner. I'm sorry. What did he tell you when I was out of the room?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"It's okay. Just tell me."

"Nothing. He said nothing and that made my sweat bullets. He sat in his chair and stole glances at me every once in while. I sat there just thinking how much he was going to hate me."

"Oh, you're good, Dad!" I laughed.

"You should have seen him, Baby Girl! He ran his hands through his hair like every ten seconds, then would tap his fingers on his knee, and really was squirming in his seat!" Dad laughed, heartily.

"I'm sorry, I wish I could have seen him." I laughed, again. I looked at Edward and he didn't find it, too, amusing. "Edward, don't be mad. I'm sorry. I couldn't let you know how much my Dad already liked you. Remember when I told you I had an interesting dinner with him like two weeks ago?"

"Yes."

"Bells, why don't you wait to tell him about it after dinner or something?" Dad said, blushing.

"Why, Chief Swan?" Edward grinned.

"Now don't go pushing your luck there, buddy. Because I said so." Dad tried to say without being embarrassed. I knew Dad didn't want to be in the presence when I told Edward all of what he said about him and his family.

"Alright, alright. Let's finish up, peach cobbler is for dessert." I said.

We finished our dinner, I cleaned up the dishes with Edward's help, and served dessert. I made coffee, pulling out three cups, and put creamer in my Dad's cup.

"Do you want coffee?" I asked Edward.

"Are you really drinking that at this time of the night?"

"Uh, yea. I can live off of coffee. Do you want me to make you hot chocolate or do you want something else?"

"No. I don't want any coffee. I can only drink it every once in a while. It makes me really hyperactive. I can make my own hot chocolate though, if you tell me where the stuff is."

"I'll do it. Just let me take this to my Dad." I grabbed the plate of cobbler and cup of coffee, giving them to my Dad sitting in his throne.

"Thanks. Looks good." Dad smiled at me.

I went back into the kitchen, pouring myself coffee, and taking a sip. I enjoy my coffee black, tasting the real flavor without all the sugar and additives most people use.

"Have you every had Mexican hot chocolate?" I asked Edward.

"No. I either use the package or syrup to make it."

"Well, then you are in for a treat. I love Mexican hot chocolate. Get the milk out for me."

I grabbed the box of chocolate from the cabinet, pulling out one of the circle packages, and grabbing a knife. Since I was only making enough for Edward, I didn't need to use the whole thing.

"So, how do you make it?" Edward asked.

"First, I need to break this big piece into a fourth. I put it into a small saucepan, heating it slightly, adding milk, then stirring it constantly. Do you like it chocolaty or just a hint of chocolate?"

"Um, well, I don't know. Make it how you like it."

"Okay. I usually make it with just a hint of chocolate. I love chocolate but when I make this, it is because we are having some type of dessert and we don't want to have to much sugar."

"Sounds like a good idea." Edward said and kissed the back of my neck. The hot chocolate was done and I poured it into a mug.

"Dad we are going to sit in the gazebo." I yelled.

"Mkay!"

Edward grabbed our drinks, I flipped on the outdoor lights, and took out our dessert. We had a small bistro table and chairs out there. I sat in one and Edward the other. I took a drink of my coffee and a bite of the cobbler. It was good.

"Wow, this hot chocolate is delicious. It has cinnamon doesn't it?"

"Yea and it is a bitter chocolate not milk chocolate. It is even better with Mexican sweet bread. I will have to make it sometime." I actually learned how to make sweet bread when I was in Mexico and it was so good.

"Thank you for making dinner. I don't think I told you how good it was. Dessert is really good, too." Edward smiled.

"Your welcome. I enjoy cooking and baking. I am glad that there is always someone around to do those things for or else I don't know what I would do." We finished eating and I relaxed against the back of the chair.

"Why don't you come and sit over here?" Edward asked patting his lap. I got up and joined him. I was careful not to rest my shoulders completely back on Edward but he softly placed a trail of kisses along them. I wrapped his arms around my waist and intertwined our fingers. "So, do you want to tell me about what happened over dinner tonight?" He broke the silence.

"Yea. I'm sorry but that was really funny. My ex's have never been over for dinner, just to let you know, and I couldn't believe how nervous you look yesterday. Anyway, so when we had lunch that first time and my Dad meet you, well he took it upon himself to find out more about you. He heard about the whole summer fling thing and wasn't too happy about it. So, when my Dad and I had dinner, he told me all about you and your family. Long story, short…he thinks that you are good for me and will keep me on track." I sighed.

"So, I am in the good graces of your father? He liked me before you did?"

"Yes and yes. I guess."

"So…was he trying to play match maker? Is that why he was embarrassed earlier?"

"Yea. He actually mentioned something about 'permanence in my life.' He was probably embarrassed, too, because he knows that we are more than likely having sex."

"That's awesome. The Chief knows that I am boning his daughter." Edward said sarcastically. "I mean, what does he actually think of that?"

"Honestly, he just tells me that life is short and that I need to live. So, he doesn't say much on the subject but he knows. He isn't dumb. Is it really any different then your parents knowing that we are indeed having sex and under their roof?"

"Yes and no. He is your father and you are his one and only little girl. I don't know if I could be so easy going about knowing such information. I think that I would have to lock up my daughter…. I guess, it's really not any different. I am still going to act like we don't have sex around him. That means no touching, grabbing, or anything besides innocent kisses or hand holding. I will be very respectful around your father. Okay?"

"I wouldn't ask for it any other way. Thank you." I turned slightly and placed my lips to his. We didn't' deepen the kiss but gave each other a few more pecks and grinned.

"I should get going. You need to be up early." He sighed, resting his forehead against mine.

"Okay. Hey, do you want to go to Jared's with me on Friday? I don't have to work on Saturday so, it will be a pretty good time."

"I can't say no to a good time, can I?" He gave me another kiss.

"Not when I am going to be there."

"You're right. Is Tara going to be there?"

"Why? Do you have a crush on her or something?" I teased.

"No. She is a MILF, I am not going to lie, but she is the one that essentially got us together. I would like to get to know her." Edward laughed.

"She is pretty hot isn't she? Tara is really cool and she will probably stop by. I know I need to talk to her, too. Thank her, for bringing you to me." I said and gave him a kiss. I stood up and picked up our dishes. We walked back inside and Edward said his goodbye to my Dad. I gave him one last kiss at the door and then headed to bed.

A/N: I was going to put the rest of the summer up until the Cocktail Party in this chapter but it was just getting too long. So, I broke it into two chapters. Next chapter is almost completely typed and will be done tonight. It will be the gathering at Jared's and then the end of the summer. Thanks for reading, please review!