Edward/Bella -24

A/N: So here we are. The last full chapter of this beast. Thanks to everyone who reads and reviews. Thanks to my crew. Last dual POV. Off we go!

Edward POV

Having Bella around for Thanksgiving was a great indicator of how she would fit into my life in the future. My mother loved her, as I predicted. My grandparents also loved her; Carmen was smitten with her and Eleazar joked with her easily. Bella had even earned respect from my dad, which was very hard to get. My parents told me that they were not going to be home during Christmas. Something about a cruise, and I was fine with that, because I didn't want to see my dad again in a few weeks. By the time Friday rolled around, I was ready to leave and so was Bella.

When classes started again on Monday, Bella and I didn't get to see each other much outside of lectures. We had our end of semester tests to study for, and most of the time that we had, Bella was being monopolized by Rose and Alice. Because of the busy time of the semester and the holidays, there weren't going to be any more frat parties until we got back for the spring semester in January, leaving me with more time than I needed on my hands without Bella.

I was lying on my side in bed, much earlier than I usually would be, when my door creaked open quietly and I opened my eyes to see Bella's outline. I knew that body anywhere. I smiled and closed my eyes again, waiting to see what she was gonna do. I could hear rustling, but when she crawled into the bed behind me, the fabric of her clothes rubbed against my back.

"Edward." She breathed in my ear and kissed down my neck. Her arms came around my stomach and slid up under my t-shirt, scratching the skin she touched. Her hands wandered down my stomach and under the waistband of my boxers, gripping my shaft. Acting like I was asleep went out the fucking window and I ground into her palm. "Well, hello, Sleeping Beauty."

"Shit, sweetheart. It's been a long week without you."

"I know."

I rolled over onto my back, pulling my shorts down and my shirt off as she straddled me. She was wearing a short lace nightgown. I saw her clothes lying on the floor and realized she had worn this underneath them. I also realized she was bare underneath it, her nipples showing through the lace. I could feel the heat from her pussy and how drenched she was for me. I skated my hand under the hem of her nightgown and up her thigh. My fingers slid through her wet slit, rubbing her clit. She bucked her hips into my hand, moaning, and letting her head fall back on her shoulders. I wasn't having that shit.

I gripped her hair in my other fist, pulling her head toward me. I kissed her lips and then growled in her ear. "Open those fucking eyes, sweetheart. You watch as I play with your pretty little pussy and make you come all over my fingers."

She opened her eyes and those chocolate orbs stared back at me. "Edward," she breathlessly groaned.

I would never get over the way my name sounded falling from her lips. I was so in love with everything about the girl straddling my lap right now. I thrust two fingers inside her and her mouth opened in a silent gasp. Her breathing picked up and I smiled as I let go of her hair and pulled down the straps of her gown, giving me access to her breasts. Rolling one of the buds between my fingers and licking the other, I continued to glide my fingers in and out of her, rubbing her clit with my thumb.

"That feels so good. Fuck." She started bucking her hips faster, trying to chase my fingers, seeking out her orgasm. When her breath sped up and her legs started to shake, I knew she was close. I pulled the hardened tip of her nipple into my mouth and bit down on it. Her thighs tightened around me and I felt her arousal gush out of her and onto my fingers. I used her blissed-out state to flip her onto her back, licking my fingers clean of her juices. "Oh god, I want you inside me. Please."

"I love to hear you beg, sweetheart."

I thrust inside her and started a swift pace, knowing I could get her to come at least once more before I did. Bella's hands slid up and down my sides, tracing my tattoos. She loved to touch and outline my ink and it always gave me goosebumps. I gripped her chin and kissed her lips, our tongues sliding against one another. Her taste was still in my mouth, and I loved that she didn't shy away from kissing me after I had tasted her pussy. It was one of my favorite things to do, so she'd have to get used to it if she wasn't. All the new things I had wanted to do with her, she had taken head on and liked them. We were even more perfectly matched than I had originally thought.

"I love you, Edward," she murmured, kissing me on my neck.

"Fuck, I love you too, Bella." I kissed her lips again before pulling away to kiss along her neck. "You feel so good. Always so ready for me."

"Shit, don't stop doing that."

I lifted her legs farther up onto my hips so that I could slip deeper into her, and I started rubbing her clit again. She groaned and whimpered with need. I could feel her walls start to flutter and clamp down on me, spasming and convulsing. She dug her nails into my back, her climaxing bringing on my own. I stilled and spilled my release inside her, my breath coming out ragged as my limbs started to feel boneless. When I pulled out of her, I collapsed to her side, pulling her to me, not wanting to separate our connection just yet.

After we took a few minutes to catch our breath, she turned onto her side to look at me. "So, hear me out, but I wanted to ask if you'd come home with me for Christmas. I know that your parents won't be home."

Panic creeped up for a minute. I had never dated a girl, so I had never gotten to the point of meeting the father of the girl I was defiling. I felt her hand on my cheek, trying to calm me. I cleared my throat before I spoke. "You want me to meet your dad?"

"Of course. I met your parents, and it went really well. My dad is the only other guy in my life that is as important as you are."

"He has guns, Bella. He's a cop."

Bella laughed, but upon seeing the look on my face, she bit her lip and tried to stifle the laughter. "Edward. Come on. He's not going to shoot you or arrest you."

"I'd do anything for you, sweetheart. It just fills me with all sorts of anxiety. I have tattoos and piercings."

"Okay, and? Sure that is an intimidating outer shell, but my dad loves me and he trusts my judgment. After spending any time with you, he will see what I do. Just don't be the cocky tough guy. Let him see the real you."

I sighed and nodded, not trusting my voice at the moment. I wanted to give this to her because I could see she really wanted it; it was important to her. At my nod, she squealed and flung her arms around me. I smiled as she kissed my neck, and I kissed the top of her head. When she crushed her lips to mine, I lost myself in her again.

xXCraveXx

The end of the semester came much quicker than I really wanted it to. My car had been rear ended last night when Bella and I had gone on a date, and I wouldn't be able to get a rental until Monday, which was unfortunate 'cause we would be in Forks by then. Bella had called her dad and he had agreed to come get us, in his police cruiser.

We were leaving this morning and would be staying eight whole days, until the day after Christmas. I was feeling a bit nervous, so I was making sure that I had everything packed for the third time. Once I was finally satisfied, I laid my duffle bag next to Bella's. The sight of them side by side calmed my nerves a bit, but I'd feel better when she was back with me. Checking my watch, I saw that she had only stepped out of the room a few moments ago to take a phone call. Seconds later, she came into the room and gave me a quick chaste kiss.

"That was my dad. He's close and he wants to go to brunch before we get back on the road."

"Okay, how long of a drive is it again?"

"Three and a half hours, but part of it is on the ferry. So we'll be able to get out of the car for a bit."

I pulled her into me, my hands resting on her hips. I kissed her slowly, just letting our lips meet over and over. She moaned, locking her arms around my neck while pressing her body closer to mine. She slid her tongue in my mouth and I groaned. One of my hands left her hips and I fisted her hair at the nape of her neck. The other hitched her leg around my hip. Before things could escalate, Bella pulled away, whimpering.

"Edward, we can't. My dad is gonna be here soon."

I smiled and kissed her neck. "I can be quick."

"No, you can't and normally I love that about you, but we need to get downstairs and over to my dorm. Unless you want to explain to my dad why he is picking me up at your frat house, smelling like sex."

I huffed and knew she was right. Grabbing both our bags on the way out, I followed her. Once we made it to the front of her dorm, I set the bags down by the curb and turned to look at Bella fully. Bella was wearing one of my sweaters, her coat, mittens, and one of my beanies. I honestly loved that she was constantly wearing my clothes. It was a guy thing, and even though we were a couple now, I still liked the outward show to everyone that she was mine.

Bella smiled at me and burrowed into my side. My arms went around her and held her close to me, wanting to keep her warm as we stood outside her dorm building. Luckily we didn't have to wait long until her dad pulled up to the curb. I sighed to myself when I saw the caged backseat. Fuck, I forgot police vehicles came like that.

Her dad got out of the car in casual clothes. I was happy he wasn't wearing his police uniform and there was no gun in sight. He came around to the side of the car where we were standing.

"Daddy, this is Edward Cullen, my boyfriend. Edward, this is my dad Charlie Swan."

Her dad's mustache twitched and he put his hand out to shake. I took it, trying to be firm but not trying to crush his hand. "Chief Swan."

"Daddy—" Bella started to admonish.

"No, it's fine, Bella. He doesn't know me, so I understand. It's a respect thing."

"That's right. See, Edward doesn't mind." He smiled at her.

Bella rolled her eyes and sighed. Her dad popped the trunk and I grabbed my Kindle before putting our bags in and closing the lid.

"Bella, you can sit up front with me, but Edward will have to sit in the back."

Bella mouthed sorry to me and I shook my head, giving her a kiss on her forehead. I climbed in the backseat, glad that it still seemed roomy. Once we were all settled and comfortable, we were off, headed down the road.

We got breakfast before leaving just as promised. Charlie seemed to be studying me but I tried to act like he wasn't intimidating me. I still touched Bella, but it wasn't overtly sexual and he seemed to soften when he saw his daughter laugh or smile at me. I could see how much he loved her, and it made me a little envious that she had a dad who actually seemed to care.

I had made my peace with the way my dad treated me a long time ago, and at least I had my mom who I knew loved me unconditionally. However, times like these did make me wonder if maybe I would have been a different person if my dad had been more supportive. It was easy to see why Bella was so sweet and kind but still sassy and not afraid to stand up to me; she was like her dad.

The ferry ride was a nice break from the back of the car. Bella talked to her dad, and I made small conversation. I also read during part of the drive, and by the time we made it to Forks, I was ready to be out of the car. Bella was from a really small town and it was kind of quaint. Her dating Garrett made a lot more fucking sense now. I chuckled under my breath as I walked behind her. She turned and shushed me.

"OK, Bella. Your room is ready and we can make the couch for Edward later tonight."

"Absolutely not," Bella said. "You're not making Edward sleep on this lumpy couch. He can sleep in my room."

"Baby girl—" he started.

She shook her head. "No. Dad, I'm an adult. You have taught me how to have good judgment but you won't let me prove it to you. What goes on behind closed doors between Edward and me is not any of your business. I want to spend time with you because Christmas is about family, but it doesn't mean you get to treat me like a child."

He sighed and scrubbed his face with his hand and then straightened his mustache with his hand. He nodded. "You're right, Bella. But it is still my house, so if you're gonna try that hanky panky, don't let me catch you," he said, pointing at both of us.

Bella smiled and grabbed both of our bags, taking them up to her room. I stayed downstairs, not in a hurry to piss her dad off.

"She do that to you?" Charlie asked, gesturing toward the stairs that Bella just disappeared up.

I chuckled while nodding. "Call me out? Yeah she doesn't let me get away with sh…stuff."

"Son, I've heard worse words than shit. Let me be straight with you. You are different from what I first expected, but I've seen how happy my daughter is and I trust her judgment. Are you serious about her?"

I nodded. "She's the only woman aside from family that I've ever loved. I'm pretty set on her remaining the only one."

"I'm not going to give you some big interrogation about your intentions for my daughter. I did it with Garrett and he ended up screwing around on her. All I will say is respect me and my girl and we'll be fine. I'm a cop, so I can tell you are being sincere. Not much gets by me, Edward. Just remember that. Oh, and I know how to make a body disappear." He clapped me on the shoulder and chuckled.

I exhaled a deep breath. His words put me a little on edge because I believed he could make a body disappear, but the fact he believed me soothed me. Their house wasn't fancy or large, but it was homey and warm. There were some picture frames on the mantel place and I was hit with an urge to see glimpses of the girl I loved when she was younger.

"Can I?" I asked, gesturing to the photos.

He nodded and then left the room as I studied the pictures. There were just a few shots, ranging from Bella as a baby straight up until her graduating from high school. The picture of Bella as a baby made me think of what our kids would look like. I stiffened immediately and sucked in a deep breath. Fuck. Was I really thinking about kids with her?

I slid out the front door and started pacing the porch and raking my hair through my hands. I don't know why I was freaking out so much. It wasn't like Bella walked up to me and said she wanted kids, but it was a scary prospect to me. The relationship between me and my own parents was so polar to the one Bella had with her dad.

I never entertained the thought of children. Mainly because I could never stand a girl I met for more than a one-time fuck. Bella was the only woman who got under my armor, and I could see myself spending my life with her. But I also didn't consider it because I couldn't see myself being a good dad.

I was broken out of my downward spiral by the front door opening. My pacing was momentarily paused for me to glance toward it, and I saw Bella had come outside. She took one look at my face and came over to me. She put her hands on my shoulders so I would focus on her and stop my freak out.

"What happened? Did my dad say something to you?"

I shook my head. "No, your dad is great." I let out a heavy exhale. "I don't know if I want kids, Bella," I blurted out, no real eloquence in sight.

She jerked her head back a little, eyes wide, and then her head fell forward, shoulders shaking in laughter. I could hear the giggles. She looked me in the eyes, trying to school her features. "Neither do I, Edward."

I chuckled because she just had this ability to calm me and stop my panicking. "I saw your baby picture and it made me think of what our kids would look like. It was just a thought that came out of nowhere. Then I started to freak out. I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's okay. I have idle thoughts like that sometimes—which by the way, we'd have kids that would be cute as hell—but we're both young and still in school so it's not something that would be anytime soon, if ever. It's all right to have those thoughts because it means we see this lasting, but we don't need to start a family tomorrow." She pressed her body closer to mine. "We are having a lot of fun practicing though, right?"

"Hell yeah." I sighed. "Thanks, sweetheart. I feel bad sometimes that you have a boyfriend that has no idea how all this works, but I'm glad I got you as a teacher."

She chuckled and wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me chastely. "Well your naughty teacher fantasies will have to wait. Come on, I gotta give you a tour and then we're going to get a Christmas tree with my dad."

I nodded and let her drag me inside. She showed me every room in her house. It was larger than it looked from the outside. We ended up in her room and I was interested to hear her room hadn't changed for years. There were various pictures and art on her walls and it seemed tidy but not overly girly. Her dorm room was just like it but smaller.

We kissed a little deeper without her dad around, but when we heard heavy footsteps on the stairs, we broke apart. I dug in my bag for a hoodie because Bella told me that it would be a lot colder where we were going. Her dad stood in the doorway as I found what I was looking for and pulled it on.

"Ready?"

He was holding a set of keys in his hand, and Bella's face brightened up at the sight of them. "Are we taking the truck?"

"Yeah. Can't tie a tree to the cruiser."

We followed Charlie down the stairs and outside. In front of the house, parked on the street, was a 50s style red Chevy pickup. I was surprised by how well-maintained it was. Bella turned to me. "This was the truck I drove all through high school."

I wasn't expecting it but it looked like it fit her somehow. I was starting to realize how much of a chameleon she was. Not that she changed herself, but she adapted to any environment she was in and found a way to be happy in it. It made me fall just a little deeper for her. I pulled her into my side and kissed the top of her head again. "Let's go get a tree, sweetheart."

She smiled at me and nodded as we climbed in the truck.

Bella POV

Seeing my dad and Edward interact was interesting. Obviously, I have seen him interact with my boyfriend before because he and Garrett got along okay. But he and Edward seemed to mesh well. They started talking about sports, and when Edward told him his dad had never taken him fishing, Dad looked sad for him. I knew that Edward didn't have a great father figure, and it seemed my dad could tell. I could tell my dad was going to ask me about it when he got me alone again.

The trip to get the tree and then bringing it home to decorate it was nostalgic. This was a tradition that my dad and I kept every year; Edward fit in seamlessly. From helping me add decorations and lights, to starting a tinsel fight, there were a handful of memories from my first Christmas with Edward I'd treasure.

The week up until Christmas flew by. My dad's girlfriend Sue came over during the day on Christmas Eve to make cookies and watch Christmas movies with us. She was going to be staying the night so we could all open Christmas presents together. I was a little anxious to see what Edward thought about my gift for him.

When we were spending so much time reading together, we discussed wanting to read Mary Shelley's Frankenstein but neither of us had it. He also had never read Pride and Prejudice, so I bought both of those for him. I also bought him a shirt that said 'Will Power' with a picture of William Shakespeare. We'd had a pretty heated discussion about Shakespeare before, so it was an inside joke. I wanted to keep it pretty simple as we hadn't been together long, but I also wanted the gifts to be meaningful.

Edward had also been refusing me all week, not wanting to fool around while my dad was here 'cause he didn't want to "get shot in the ass." I couldn't really make fun of him or give him a hard time about wanting to respect my dad so I let it go.

The last movie we were watching for the night ended, and we all cleaned up and headed to bed. After I brushed my teeth and switched places with Edward in our tiny bathroom, I slid into the bed, waiting for him to finish.

When he came into the room, he shut the light off and removed his shirt before climbing into the bed. "Thanks for inviting me to come home with you, Bella. I had a really good time this week."

I smiled and glanced up at him and he was looking at me, his head tilted down. "Yeah. My dad seems to like you, and Sue thinks you're so handsome." I giggled, thinking of her expression when she told me that in the kitchen earlier.

He chuckled, kissing the top of my head. "It's so surreal," he said. His lips were still on my head, breathing in my hair. "I was so worried about your dad disliking me, and he has accepted me more so than even my own dad."

"Edward, have you ever talked to your mom or dad about the way all that shit feels? Your mom loves you so much and I could see it at Thanksgiving. She's scared to lose you, and once you're no longer financially dependent on them, you don't have to continue to visit."

"I'd never do that to my mom, and I've dealt with my dad's opinions my entire life. I don't meet his standards, and that's fine. I have no desire to be like him."

The fact that he cared more about not hurting his mom than taking himself out of that situation said so much about him. He wouldn't just treat her unkindly because she had shown him nothing but love. I had the urge to kiss him. I stroked his cheek and then crushed my lips to his and straddled him. He pulled me down so that our chests were pressed together. He rolled us over so he was hovering over me.

I cupped his cheek and scratched the stubble on his jaw. "I love you. You keep showing me more and more who you are, deep inside, and what an amazing man you are."

"Too bad he's buried underneath all that asshole, right?" he joked, his eyes shining with joy.

"Well, no that asshole is pretty great too. I like the cocky attitude sometimes. You have several reasons to be."

"I love you too, sweetheart. You make it easy to be vulnerable with you."

I smiled at him and kissed him quickly. "OK, get off me before you start making me take drastic action to get you to sleep with me."

"Oh, I plan on making up for lost time when we get back to school. We don't have classes for another three weeks and the frat house will be mostly empty for at least one of those weeks. I plan on bending you over any surface I can."

"You're the devil for bringing that up before I have to go to sleep. Don't be surprised if you wake up to me humping your leg."

We both laughed and moved around so that he was spooning me, his arms wrapped protectively around me, lulling me to sleep in my Edward cocoon.

A/N: So, there you have it! The epilogue is next and I hope you enjoy it! As always hit that review and tell me what you think.