Welcome Back! We hope you all enjoyed yesterdays unexpected update. Not much to say with today's update. CPW has discovered Pumpkin Pie Ice Cream and Risbee has discovered 'A Thousand Leaves' by Bella Sunshine. Read it. It's excellent.

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Chapter Song: I'm on a Boat by the Lonely Island (side note: this song is CPW's ring tone)

BPOV

"So…I talked to Daddy last night," Kate declared as she plopped herself down on a chair on the front deck and stopped, waiting for all of us to look up from whatever we were doing to hear her announcement.

I groaned and buried my head into Edward's chest because really, nothing ever good came from Kate talking to her dad. In fact, usually the only thing that came from conversations with her dad was tears, so her giant smile admittedly made me a bit curious. Especially when I realized that it wouldn't necessarily be me or Charlotte that had to comfort her. We'd gladly given that chore over to Garrett.

"Anyway, like I said, I talked to Daddy last night and there has been a slight change in plans today. He called the marina and is having the boat prepped for us and told me where he hid the keys." She paused only for a second to look over at Garrett. "Sorry baby, I can't tell you where. Apparently he doesn't trust Tanya to drive it, which makes perfect since to me since she's…"

Garrett's throat clearing apparently reminded Kate that Tanya was still his sister, no matter what she thought of her personally, and she quickly changed directions to something a little less vicious, "…since she's um…not as experienced as I am."

I nearly choked on my coffee and avoided making eye contact with anybody else.

Must. Resist. Obvious. Joke.

Especially if I wanted to get on that boat, and by all means, I wanted on that boat.

Eleazar's boat was the stuff of legends. Okay, so maybe that was a slight exaggeration since it didn't have a staff and he was letting his daughter and her friends take it out unaccompanied, but still, it was really freakin' nice. Admittedly, I didn't know too much about boats except that they were fun to ride on, but I could look at it and tell that it was something to be impressed with.

"What did he decide on naming it, Kate?" I asked, genuinely interested. The last I had heard, he had a page long list of possibilities, each one more ridiculous and pompous than the last. He wanted the perfect name, one that fitted both his personality and the prestige of the sailboat, and spent months debating what to call her.

Kate mumbled something and I know I didn't hear her right. Please Lord; tell me I didn't hear her right because suddenly, getting on the boat didn't seem so appealing.

Nah, there was no way. He was an educated, albeit a bit slimy, man who changed wives like some people changed underwear…and yeah, maybe his current wife was half his age, but at least he wasn't like that actor from Lost who was in his fifties and married the 16 year old. I mean, how completely nasty…

But anyway, I was getting distracted…there was no way that a grown man named his boat something so stupid.

"Shut the fuck up. 'Lazer named the boat Passing Wind?" Garrett started howling and rolling on the floor like a tickle me Elmo. He was turning just as red too, probably because he couldn't breathe. "You're kidding right? Why didn't he just call it 'the trouser trumpet' or 'anal salute'?"

Kate looked at him with utter contempt on her face and for a split second, I was worried that we'd go back to the fights and constant bickering, but she just threw a pillow at him and waited for him to get it out of his system.

Edward leaned over to me and whispered, "Did Garrett just call Kate's dad Lazer?" Again, must resist eye contact. I nodded, while tracing the crown molding along the ceiling with my eyes.

"That's what Tanya calls him. He asked me to call him Eleazer the day I met him, back when Kate and I were moving out of the dorms, but this whole Lazer thing is a fairly recent development." Of course, so was the ultra-white teeth and tanning sessions, and the new twenty-something wife. Methinks somebody is in the midst of a mid-life crisis.

Which made Passing Wind all that much worse. Garrett was still lying on the floor, but at least the hysterics had slowed down to an occasional guffaw or snort.

"So, Kate. What's the plan then? When do we go? What do we need to do?"

"Well, if we want to spend all day on the water, we should probably bring some food with us. That way, we don't have to worry about keeping too close to the marina. We can even sleep on the boat if you want, though I'm not completely sure what the sleeping arrangements are like on board and there is a chance of thunderstorms again tonight."

I looked at Charlotte who was sitting on Peter's lap and made a mental note to lock my bedroom door tonight just in case.

We made arrangements to be ready to go in an hour. Charlotte volunteered to get lunch put together since she was already in her swimsuit and didn't need to do anything else to get ready. She and Peter were going to go try and rent some kayaks for the day, but decided to do that another day instead. That was probably for the best since I was having considerable trouble picturing her steering a kayak on her own. The girl had trouble getting off the top of a set of bunk beds. She didn't need to be wielding an oar alone and there was no way she could stay balanced in a kayak either.

Edward and Garrett went to the garage to see if they could find extra life jackets since Kate wasn't sure if there were enough onboard the Passing…ugh, I couldn't even bring myself to think about the name. The PW. "He seriously named it that?" I couldn't help but ask Kate as we were walking to go meet them in the garage after getting everything ready to go.

"Don't even get me started. Apparently mom's boyfriend at the time had the last name Wynd and dad thought it would bother her or something. I swear, the older they get, the more childish they get. I mean, you should see the number of Ed Hardy t-shirts the man has in his closet. At least I haven't seen any little blue pills because that is something that I don't ever, ever want to think about. I mean, it's bad enough that he married Beach Bingo Barbie, but…"

"Hey Edward!" I yelled with just a little bit too much enthusiasm as we rounded the corner and saw the boys. I didn't want Kate to get in trouble with Garrett by demeaning his sister, yet again, so I shot her a look that said we'd talk later.

She didn't miss a beat. "Anyway, he thought it would make me happy since I haven't had the best summer ever…and since he doesn't exactly know that Garrett and I are getting along, well…" She swatted Garrett's ass as we walked past them and out to the car to put our bags in the back and he pulled her ponytail. And to think, she called Edward and me sickening. Ha.

"Getting along? Is that what we're calling it?"

"Shut up. I mean, what else should I call it. We haven't had the relationship convo and my dad is married to his sister, so we have that going for us." She rolled her eyes and sighed. "And we go back to school in a few weeks. Have you and Edward talked about it at all? What are you two going to do, because I've seen the way you look at each other, and you two are more than just 'getting along'."

"We haven't really talked about it either," and that worried me more than I was allowing myself to admit. I knew we had to face it at some point, but honestly, UNC and Wake Forest weren't that far apart, so I wasn't really worried. We both had cars and were living in apartments, so I guess the biggest question was if he wanted to continue this beyond it being just a summer fling.

Suddenly, two arms wrapped around my waist and spun me around. This time, when our eyes met, it was her expression that said 'we'd continue the conversation later.' I had missed my best friend.

"Everything okay?" Edward murmured into my ear as he nuzzled into my neck. He smelled like sea air and sunscreen and it was all I could do to not rip the t-shirt off his body. I'd appreciated it before, but now that I knew how he could make me feel…Jesus fuck, if our night at the B&B was any indication, when we finally had the time for quality over quantity, I might not survive. I shivered in his arms and jumped up; wrapping my legs around his waist hoping that he wouldn't drop me. Who was I kidding; I knew he'd never let me fall.

"Everything is just fine. Kate and I were just talking and catching up. We've both been a bit preoccupied lately." I squeezed his body with my legs almost catching the moan that escaped my lips, but not quite and he smirked, which of course, caused me to blush. Thankfully the little bit of color I'd managed to get this summer helped hide the fact that I was glowing like a channel marker.

"Think anybody would notice if we snuck upstairs for a quickie?"

I liked the way he was thinking, but Charlotte and Peter emerged from the house, with a giant picnic basket and cooler, locking the door behind them. "Let's go kiddos. We have lunches, drinks and a boat in our future."

"Hey Peter…let me see your shirt." He turned around and all it said was 'I love sweet corn'. For some reason, it made me giggle and I completely approved. He and Charlotte were absolutely, one hundred percent, completely perfect for each other. They didn't seem worried about what was going to happen in a few weeks, and if the 'smart peeps' weren't worried, then I wasn't either.

We got to the marina and found Eleazer's boat easily. After we loaded up and watched the boat safety video that he had emailed Kate, we were all set. Thank goodness Kate and Garrett knew what they were doing though, because aside from a few fishing trips with my dad, I was a complete novice. I could handle an outboard motor with the best of them, but this whole sailboat thing was a bit beyond my abilities.

Which meant all I could do was sit in the sun and enjoy the ride.

Poor, poor me.

Once we got out of the no wake zone and out in the open water, I couldn't imagine anything better. Well, I could, but nothing I'd want to share with my friends. Edward and Peter were talking to Garrett as he showed them how the various pulleys and ropes and whatever else operated the sails and Kate paid attention to the depth chart and GPS, while steering us through fairly calm waters.

Charlotte plopped down beside me holding on to the picnic basket with what could only be described as a death grip. She looked a little pale, ironic I know, coming from me, or maybe she was a little green as I heard her groan and lean back against the rail, still staying completely rigid. "Why do I feel like I've been drinking?"

Ahhhh, somebody didn't have her sea legs. "Don't worry Char, you'll be fine in a bit. Besides, Cape Lookout isn't very far." We were heading that way for the day because Kate had some sort of nostalgia for playing on the sandbars and deserted beaches as a child. It was sort of cute the way her eyes lit up and you could just see her relax the second she set foot on the PW.

I scanned the horizon looking for something, anything to distract Charlotte. Porpoises, fish or blobs of seaweed…anything. That's when I saw them. Wild horses. I had forgotten about Shackleford Banks and I jumped up and ran over to the other side of the boat and leaned out over the water, straining to see them. They were absolutely beautiful and there was something fascinating about the fact that they were descendants of horses that had come over with the explorers. Was it completely hokey that I wanted to be on the beach and run with them, the wind going through my hair like I was one of them?

"Yes, yes it is completely hokey, Swan."

Apparently I said that out loud and Edward laughed as he leaned over the rail beside me. We stood there and watched as they grazed on the sea grass and plants that grew on the beach. It was romantic and beautiful and I couldn't imagine anything that would ruin the day.

Until I heard Charlotte mention something about smoked tofu and kale sandwiches.

Somebody was going to have to have an intervention. The girl needed to think before she packed a picnic for her meat loving friends.

EPOV

We were out on the open water, and Bella was wearing my favorite teeny tiny bikini, which made me want to do very bad things to her. If our friends were not around I would take her on every available surface – port, starboard, the table down below, you name it. However, we also wouldn't be sailing very well since I knew nothing about it, except for to sit back and enjoy while other people did the hard work.

"Lookie at what I found," Garrett declared as he came up from below with a captain's hat on his head, looking a bit like the skipper from Gilligan's Island.

"You look like a douche," Peter declared as Charlotte sat beside him, playing with the ends of his hair and staring off into space.

"You're just jealous. I got the hottest chick and the sweetest hat," Garrett declared as I broke out into laughter and he stared at me like I was on fire or something. "What, dude?"

"You wouldn't have looked twice at Kate if you guys hadn't been the fifth and sixth wheels, am I right?"

"No," Garrett defended as he looked to make sure that Kate was out of earshot and moved closer to me, whispering slowly. "I've had my eye on her for a while, since before the wedding, but she just needed to warm up to me a bit."

"You mean she needed to see you weren't a total asshole?" Peter chimed in as I looked up and noticed Bella and Kate coming towards the back of the boat where we were all seated.

"What are we missing out on?" Bella questioned, as she sat down on the bench beside me and wrapped her arm around my waist.

"Garrett was telling us about how you like it doggy style," Charlotte suddenly blurted out unexpectedly.

"What the fuck, Char?" Garrett shouted as Kate stormed over and slapped Garrett upside the head.

"Is nothing sacred anymore?" Kate shouted angrily as Garrett held up his hands in self-defense. "How would you feel if I told everyone you loved ass play?"

"Oh come on, this is such an over share people. We don't want to hear this shit," Peter shouted as I covered Bella's ears with my hands and she swiftly pulled them off.

"I want to hear this," she declared before whispering at me. "Do you think you would like ass play?"

"Okay, no more," Garrett yelled. "Kate does not like it doggy style, I don't like a finger up my ass and none of you heard anything here right now. If I had one of those flashy thingies from Men in Black I would erase all your memories of the last five minutes. Now, we're going to drop anchor in a few minutes and enjoy the tasty lunch Charlotte made us."

"Tasty is stretching it," Bella mumbled as I looked at her in surprise, wanting to know more. Of course we were so in tune with one another she was able to answer my questioning eyes immediately. "She's a vegan; do you think she would make us bologna sandwiches or something? Think again."

My stomach groaned as I looked down the small stairs that led underneath the sailboat. Surely if Lazer had the boat prepped he would have them add something edible, right?

"When they drop anchor, let's sneak downstairs for a minute," I said quietly as Bella licked her lips and smiled at me. "Not for a quickie, to scour the cabinets and mini fridge for some food. I can't eat tofu and bean sprouts and shit. I'm a growing man." Bella giggled and then began to palm my swim trunks as I pulled back from her and grabbed her hand. Ever since we had returned from our night in Beaufort she had been insatiable, and I wasn't complaining but even 'lil Edward needed a bit of rest every now and again. "Relax, Bells. When we get back on land, baby, I promise."

"I'll hold you to that, Edward."

We sat back for a while as Kate and Garrett sailed the boat into a little cove and anchored the boat. The moment they got busy with the anchor, I grabbed Bella's hand and pulled her down into the bottom of the boat. Peter and Charlotte didn't even notice we had left because they were too busy making out like banshees. It was disturbing how much they had swapped saliva in the past few days.

"Oh look, they have crackers," Bella said happily as she pulled out a box of Ritz crackers and thrust it towards me. I checked the expiry date and smiled from ear to ear when I saw the box was unopened. "And cheese in a can."

"Yuck, I'll pass on that one, but there are some sodas in here and some real cheeses. There's also some carrots, a cucumber and… jackpot… chicken!"

"How is there chicken on this boat?"

"Kate's dad had the boat prepped. Obviously that meant including food. Maybe her dad didn't think she would be smart enough to bring real food, so he made sure it was completely stocked."

"Awesome, there's beer!"

Suddenly, our little ransacking job was cut short as Garrett stumbled down the stairs and looked at us with fury in his eyes. "Charlotte brought lunch, what are you doing?"

"Do you want to eat tofu and kale sandwiches?" Bella questioned as Garrett wrinkled his nose at us.

"Are you serious?"

"Do you like a finger up your ass during sex?" Bella chimed in with a huge laugh as I couldn't help but join in. Garrett continued to look at us like he wanted to throw us off the boat and sail away.

"Well, don't eat all the food. I won't touch anything Char made." I couldn't help but laugh when I noticed that Garrett hadn't answered the question and instead headed back on top of the boat and began questioning Char on what she made for lunch.

Feeling generous, we made a platter of food from what we found and brought it up for everyone else to share, though we insisted Charlotte had to eat what she brought. It was great to just sit around on the boat, the six of us enjoying the warm weather and slight winds as we enjoyed some casual conversation and reminisced about things that had conspired over the summer thus far.

Of course, the entire scene made me wistful again. Ever since Beaufort, I had been wondering what would happen after summer break was over. Would she still want to see me? Could we make it work even if there was a short distance between us and we both had the overwhelming work of our senior year ahead of us? I didn't want to stop what was going on between us, but I wasn't sure how Bella felt about it all.

However, I never found the right time to address it with her, and now definitely wasn't the time.

"We're going to go downstairs and clean up," Kate explained as she grabbed Garrett's hand and pulled him with her. He took the empty platter with him and Bella and I stared off at the ocean together as Peter and Charlotte, once again, began making out and making goo-goo eyes at each other.

"So…tonight?" Bella questioned as her fingers danced lightly on my arm. "I hope you won't be too tired."

"I think I can handle you, baby."

"Are you sure? I know I've been working you a bit more than usual." Bella winked as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and kissed her temple. "Quantity over quality, right?"

"We'll get to the quality soon, I promise," I replied as Bella smiled brightly and I kissed her again, deepening the kiss briefly, until a loud noise from down below the boat surprised us. "What was that?"

"Oh fuck, Garrett," we heard Kate moan as the four of us stopped what we were doing and looked at each other in mortification.

"No, no, no…." Bella began chanting as we heard something break and then Garrett let out a loud grunt.

"Jesus fuck, you'd think they could close the damn door," Peter said, his voice sounding just as disturbed as I knew I was.

"Oh stud muffin," Kate added as we all broke out into fits of giggles, but they clearly didn't hear us and Kate and Garrett certainly didn't stop. "G-money, you're dick is magical baby." More snorts of laughter filled the air and I mouthed 'G-Money' to Bella, she just shrugged her shoulders and began crying because she was laughing so hard.

Speaking of hard…

"Take it, Katie… take it," Garrett growled as Peter suggested one of us go close the door, but no one wanted to take the chance of seeing Garrett's pasty ass plowing into Kate, so we decided to move towards the bow of the boat, hoping we would hear less. Anything would be better than the porn we were basically forced to listen to at that moment.

Unfortunately, it wasn't any better there, sitting awkwardly at the bow, Peter and I with our arms wrapped around our ladies, trying to keep all of us steady.

"Oh gawd, Cookie Monster…make me cum."

"This is bloody ridiculous," Charlotte shouted as she moved to the back of the boat and we watched in awe as she climbed down the stairs and reached to shut the door. Suddenly she stilled and we heard the door slam. "Oh my god, my eyes, my eyes. I'll never be able to unsee that!"

"What?" Bella asked, curiously.

"Her finger was up his ass!"