Hi! Thanks to the couple people who told me that chapter 11 included 10 as well. I fixed it. Also, I haven't mentioned this before, but this fic is entirely unbeta'd. I go over it a couple times before I post, but there still could be errors.

"I should actually get going," I tell Edward.

"Why? Don't you want to see if I like the pie or not?"

I falter. I would like to see if he likes it or not. "Okay, I'll stay."

I sit down and watch as Edward moves around the kitchen getting plates, forks and a knife.

He sits down at the table across from me and cuts each of us a large piece of pie.

"Well, take a bite," Edward says, pushing my plate towards me.

I tentatively pick up my fork and scoop up a piece.

Thankfully, the pie tastes good.

Better than good.

The crust is buttery and flaky. The cherries are the perfect mixture of tart and sweet.

Edward follows suit and takes a bite of pie.

I think he groaned when the first bite went into his mouth.

"Oh, god. This is delicious," he says, his mouth still full of food.

Tiny crumbs fly out of his mouth and onto the table. "Oops," he grins at me.

I watch, equal parts amused and horrified, as he eats the rest of his slice.

Then goes for a second.

I can actually hear him groaning now as he shovels the pie into his mouth.

Somehow, he makes such a simple act really sexual.

When he's done, he pushes the plate away from him and slouches down in his seat, patting his stomach.

"That was amazing."

I smile, pleased with myself.

He stands up and takes both of our plates to the sink when his cell phone rings.

Taking it out of his pocket, he sighs before silencing the call.

"I should really call them back. It's a business call," he says, almost apologetically.

"Oh, okay. Yeah, I should really be getting going anyways," I say, standing up as well.

"Thanks for the pie, really. You didn't have to do anything."

"No, I wanted to. Really."

"Still, thank you. Now, let me walk you out." Edward makes a flourishing motion, and I walk past him into the main reception area.

I'm about to say something else, but his phone rings again. "Shit. It's the same people again. I really have to take this."

I don't even have the chance to say bye. He answers his phone and he's gone. Back into his office with the door shut.

"Can I help you with anything else?" His assistant asks. She's smiling smugly at me. She's happy to see how I just got blown off.

"No. I think that's all here," I say before leaving.

Okay, so here's the deal. I probably won't be posting this weekend. Okay, that's a lie. I'll update maybe once a day Friday and Saturday? I started this out with a backlog of chapters, so posting was easy. But now...no backlog. Hopefully I'll write a lot of chapters this weekend cause it's kinda a little much to be writing and updating daily. I don't know how some authors do that! I'll also be working on WCN so I can post on the 24th with Tropical Sorbet.

So, see you guys sometime tomorrow?