Sunflower Fran is my beta!

Warning: E&B are the only cannon couple, everyone else was put in a bag and thrown into the air! Bella is blonde!

**This story will contain reference to death.

Other than that all fluff!

Chapter 2

Edward

I spend my morning cleaning and preparing sides for the BBQ I'm currently grilling. I figure we can have grilled chicken breasts since we had steaks yesterday. My two-story home overlooks Commencement Bay, I would've brought her here the other night, but I didn't want to presume anything.

Now that I know she feels the same for me, I know longer plan to hold myself back. Last night was everything, the easy conversation, to the way she felt in my arms.

I've never fucking felt like this.

My ex-girlfriend, Tanya was great, but I never felt as though I was alive by just being in her presence. Bella makes me feel that way. It's as if I've been in a fucking coma for twenty-nine years.

I walk through the house one last time making sure that nothing is out of place. I purchased the house three years ago. I was tired of renting and not having anything to show for it.

The two-story house has been my sanctuary and after a long day at the station, I find myself sitting on one of the two decks staring out into the bay.

There's a knock on the door, and I run to answer it, knowing it's Bella. I open it a little too excited, but when I see her standing there in a pair of skin-tight jeans and a red tank top, I don't care. She looks good enough to fucking eat, and that's not including the cake in her hands.

"Hi, I hope I'm not too early." She says and I move aside allowing her space to walk in.

"Not at all." I take the cake out of her hand and then lean over kissing her lips.

I go to pull back, but she takes hold of my hair deepening the kiss as I awkwardly hold the cake.

She pulls away smiling at me. "Now that's how you say hello," she says as she walks away looking around.

I sit the cake down on the Kitchen Island and then walk over to Bella, who is staring wide-eyed at the place. I wrap my arms around her waist. The feel of her bubble ass against my not so flaccid cock is magnificent, and I bend down to put an open mouth kiss on her delectable neck.

"I love your place. Take me on a tour?" she turns her head smiling at me.

"Let's eat first and then I'll show you around."

"I'd love that."

Walking out on the deck, I check the grill and flip the chicken. Bella stands next to me.

"That looks amazing. What type of BBQ sauce did you use?" she asks as I take the chicken off the grill.

"That's my famous Sauce. I would tell you the ingredients, but then I'll have to keep you locked up forever.

"I wouldn't complain, if you locked me up," she says flirting before she turns around and looks out over the bay.

"Wow! What a beautiful view. How long have you lived here?"

"Three years. The upstairs view is just as breathtaking if not more." I close the grill and put the chicken on the table with the rest of the sides.

I cooked baked beans, potato salad, and cole slaw. Bella sits down at the outside table smiling widely as I hold up a beer. She takes it happily, and that makes me smile knowing my girl can enjoy a good brew.

"A man who can cook and you're not in a relationship? Most women wouldn't let you get away, but I'm a pretty good cook myself." She cuts a piece of chicken and puts it in her mouth.

Her eyes close and she hums erotically. I have a permanent hard on around this woman.

"I haven't found anyone I wanted to cook for until last night, that is." I wink at her before I put some food in my mouth.

"Really? Did you have a hot date? What was she like?" She asks playfully.

"If you must know, she's gorgeous, with these incredible green eyes and long blonde hair. Her body is magnificent, and her personality tops it all off, making her perfect for me."

I eat my food taking her silence as a good thing.

"I'm not perfect, Edward." She looks down shyly.

"I didn't say you were. I said perfect for me." I reach out and take her hand in mine.

"In that case, I met someone perfect for me as well. Handsome, funny and saves lives for a living … and to top it off, he can cook. Which means I don't have to slave over the stove every day." She continues eating her food.

We finish our meal talking happily and drinking beers. We take the dishes to the kitchen and then I take her on a tour of the house.

We walk around hand in hand, as I show her each room. I made the open front room both a living room and dining room. There are two bedrooms downstairs, one is a guest room, and the other is my office and game room.

Upstairs is a more formal room with a sofa and chairs by the fireplace. There is also a pool table in the corner by the sliding door that leads to the patio. I give her a quick glimpse of my bedroom but don't linger long.

"I love it," she says as I hand her a beer from my small fridge on the upstairs deck."

"Good, I'm glad you like it."

We sit down outside for hours talking, eating cake and enjoying the cool summer breeze. We make-out like teenagers, both hungry for the other.

"What if one of your neighbors come out," Bella asks as I feast on her neck.

Her leg is thrown over me, and she's practically straddling my lap while one of my hands ghost over her stomach. Her skin is like silk on my fingertips, and my body craves hers.

Kissing up her neck, I nip her chin. "Do you want to go inside, baby?"

"Oh, God, yes … But if I do what's going to happen?" she asks running her fingers through my hair.

"Whatever you want to happen. We can just move this to the couch inside for a little more time together, and then you go home. No pressure." I peck her lips meaning every word.

What we have in these two days feel so damn real to me that I don't want to fuck it up by jumping into bed with her too soon. I can fucking wait.

We spend the rest of the night playing pool and drinking beers. When it is finally late enough, I insisted Bella stay with me because we had so many beers. I set her up in my bed with a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

"Edward, I can take the guest room." She tries to argue.

"No, the guest bed sucks. I was extra cheap with the mattress. My mattress is fantastic, and you deserve to be comfortable, baby." I peck her lips and then try to turn away, but she stops me.

"Then we can be comfortable together." Bella kisses my lips giggling as she turns toward the bathroom.

I can do that, sleep in the same bed with the sexiest fucking woman alive and not have a problem. I sit down on the bed, taking a few deep breaths. My cock is hard as a rock, and I need to calm the hell down before I lay next to her.

I stand up once I feel as if I can function around her without scarring her off. I remove my shirt and jeans. I then go take out a pair of pajama pants. I usually sleep in just my boxer briefs, but I may need a little more coverage tonight.

Bella comes out of the bathroom looking all kinds of sexy. She stops walking and stares at my shirtless chest. Her eyes rake over the tattoos on my shoulder and sleeve. Her nipples harden through the thin, fire department shirt she's wearing.

I lick my lips stalking over to pull her into my arms. I lift her up and take her to the bed attacking her lips hungrily. Her hands roam all over my body, and I can feel her squeezing my muscles.

Grinding up against her we both let out moans of pleasure. I lay my forehead against hers trying to catch my breath and will my cock to go down.

"I want you so damn bad, Bella. But …" I stare into her eyes.

She slowly rakes her nails up my spine to my hair. "I know, I want you, too. We need to wait. No matter what we're feeling right now."

"I'll wait as long as you want me to."

I give her one last kiss and then roll off her, sitting up and putting on my pajama pants. I walk over to the light and turn it off and then crawl into bed behind Bella.

"Sleep, beautiful." I kiss her hair causing her to sigh.

"Goodnight, Edward."

We fall asleep with her securely wrapped in my arms for the rest of the night. It is pure fucking heaven.

~14~

Waking up with Bella on my chest is bliss. Her hair tickles my skin while her breasts press up against me. My cock is straining to get out of my pajamas, desperate for her.

Promising myself that I will have her soon, I kiss her forehead before I crawl out of bed.

I stare down at her with a smile on my face. She looks like she belongs in my bed and that's where I want to keep her.

I go downstairs and prepare us a large breakfast. We didn't go crazy on the beer, but neither one of us could drive. I feel a little queasy myself so I'm sure Bella feels a little out of sorts this morning.

Everything is plated, and the coffee is being poured when Bella comes down looking all disheveled and cute.

"Morning," she says picking up a piece of bacon. "Hmmm, I love when you cook for me."

I lean over kissing her lips. "Good, I love cooking for you." I wrap my arms around her waist pulling her into me. "And I fucking love seeing you in my bed."

I nibble at her neck, and she giggles. "Well, if you promise to stay shirtless I'll come to your bed anytime you want.

We eat our breakfast on the deck enjoying the early morning breeze. The sun glimmers off the bay as the seagulls fly around searching for fish.

Bella sighs into her coffee, looking over at me. "I don't want the weekend to end."

"Me either, tomorrow starts a twenty-four-hour shift for me, but all I can think about is not seeing you." I take her by the hand, kissing her knuckles.

"I don't know how it works, but if you get a chance you can text me, maybe I'll bring you dinner." She smiles coming over and sitting down on my lap.

"Your turn to cook for me?" One of my hands ghosts up her thigh, as I look into her eyes.

"Yes." She smiles leaning to nuzzle my neck.

"Hmmm, baby, can we spend our Sunday together or are you tired of me? Be honest." I continue to rub her thighs.

If I'm coming on too strong, I need to know because the way I feel I can see her every day for the rest of my life.

She sits up looking into my eyes. "I am not tired of you at all, I would love to spend the rest of the day with you. First, I need to go home and change."

I grab her by the neck. "Thank God, I can't get enough of you."

"I can't get enough of you either." She leans in closer capturing my lips.

This kiss is passionate as our tongues fight for dominance. My free hand grips her ass as she buries her hand in my hair. Her plump lips are firm against mine, and I moan in fucking pleasure wanting nothing more than to kiss her the rest of the damn day.

Our cell phones decide to ring at the same time, breaking us out of our passionate kiss. They both sit on the table next to our breakfast, having both been checked that we haven't missed anything.

We look down at the same time

"Angie," she says.

"Mac," I say as I answer my phone.

"Yeah, Mac?" I ask trying not to give anything away.

Bella stands up off my lap, answering her phone. "Hey, Ange.

She leaves the deck taking both our cups to get more coffee.

"So, I'm taking it she wasn't crazy?" He asks, and I can hear his wife in the background talking to Bella.

"Not crazy at all, fucking amazing, beautiful, funny. Jesus, there are not enough words to describe her." I groan into the phone.

Bella comes back laughing at something Angela has said

"Here you go," Bella says sitting the freshly filled cup of coffee in front of me.

"Thanks, baby," I say, but I'm interrupted by two loud screams.

"Hold the fucking phone! Dude! Where are you?"

"Holy shit!" I hear Angela scream from Mac's phone.

"I'm going to see you tomorrow, so how about I fill you in then? Bye, Mac!" I say hanging up before he can ask me any more questions.

"No! Angela, I will not tell you that! See you tomorrow!" Bella hangs up, and we look at each other before we laugh our asses off.

"You know they're not going to leave us alone," Bella laughs standing over me.

"We can ignore them until tomorrow. I want to enjoy this, you, us, for as long as I can." I stand leaning down to kiss her lips, causing a happy smile to form on her lips.

I pull her into my arms kissing her deeper. My hands slipped down to her firm ass bringing her closer to me as I let out a groan savoring the taste of her.

She breaks our kiss, desperate for air as my lips travel down the length of her long neck.

My cock is achingly hard and I reluctantly release her before I take her right here on the deck for all to see.

She presses her forehead against mine, staring at me with lust filled eyes.

We don't speak a word as we breathe the other in just savoring being together.

I smile down at Bella, so fucking happy that we found each other. I'm going to have to really get Emmett and Angela a present.

"What are you smiling at?" she asks running her handa through my hair.

"I'm just debating what to buy Emmett and Angela."

"Why are you buying them a present?" she asks with a knowing smirk on her face.

I pull her in closer rubbing my nose against hers. "To thank them." My lips brush against hers causing a breathy sigh to escape her mouth.

"What do you have to thank them for?" she asks her breath tickling my lips.

Our eyes lock as I pull her closer, feeling how right she is in my arms.

"For you."

A/N: Yeah, they are waiting! Wow! I Know. I loved the response to the story. I just want to reiterate, Edward & Bella are together in this fict ALWAYS! The other couples however are not. It was getting on my nerves how they always had to be together with E&B so I broke them all up! There's a bit of drama, but really if you blink you'll miss it. Enjoy!