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Liz led us to her office and closed the door, turning to us and smiling. "I was wondering when you'd appear."
"We overslept," Edward explained. "How can you work with such incompetent people?"
"She was just doing her job, Edward."
"I told her we are here to see you and she kept telling me I had to wait then I said…you know…" he finished on a whisper, looking down.
"She's new here and besides Carmen, no one else knows about you."
We elapsed in uncomfortable silence until Liz cleared her throat and offered us the papers to fill out and sign.
After about half an hour, her snickers got my attention. I had been whispering with Edward about what to write because he kept asking me every two seconds what to write somewhere. He didn't even know what his name was versus his surname, insisting it was confusing.
"You're so cute. Are you having trouble with something?" she asked, coming to us.
"No," I said, laughing.
"Yes," Edward groaned, throwing me a glare.
Once the big baby was done with his papers, we got our keys and I almost burst in tears.
"Remember, if you need anything, call us," Liz told us.
"I hope we'll manage." Edward shrugged. "Thanks."
"You're welcome, honey." She kissed his cheeks and surprised me by kissing me too. "Make sure he helps you with unpacking. I know how men are."
"So much faith," Edward grumbled.
"I know how men are, sweetie. When we moved in the flat, I was the one unpacking while Edward installed the TV set and then started watching sports." She laughed, shaking her head.
Edward smirked, glancing at me.
"We're not buying a TV until the house is…livable," I threatened him.
"That's so not fair!" he protested.
"I like the way you think, Bella. You'll see how wonderful is to share a house with someone you love…as long as you avoid conflicts."
"We… conflicts? Never!" Edward said loudly then snorted in laughter.
"Hey!" I shouted in mock annoyingness.
"Now, be good and go get settled in your new house. And call if you need anything." Liz raised her hand to stroke his cheek and my eyes winded when for the briefest moment, Edward flinched.
I averted my gaze and blinked away the tears. Despite everything he was proclaiming, he was still scared of them and he would always be.
"Bye," I heard Liz saying.
Edward's hand on my lower back guided me out of the office. I felt a traitor tear rolling down my nose, but I refused to wipe it.
I didn't look up, but as we passed the front desk, something transpired between Edward and that Jane, because he fisted his hand on my back, urging me to move quicker.
"Bitch," he muttered under his breath.
"You're mom's right. You curse too much," I mumbled when we were finally outside.
"But she was…argh! That is annoying…"
"Edward," I sighed, looking up at him. It was a bad move.
His eyes widened and he cupped my cheeks. "What's wrong? I didn't look, I promise."
"What?" I frowned.
He gestured behind us. "That…woman. I swear."
I sniffed and let out a small laugh. "I didn't see anything. I stopped looking around after your…eh, Liz touched your cheek," I admitted.
He froze and gulped audibly. "You saw that, huh?"
I hugged him tightly, not caring we were in the middle of a busy street. People dodged us, muttering about our embrace, but I could care less.
"I guess I'm not as okay as I thought," he whispered in my ear.
I tightened my hold around his waist. "What happened that I should have seen?" I asked as a distraction. I knew he didn't want to talk about what had happened in Liz's office. Not yet.
"That stupid secretary. She leaned over her desk, showing her boobs and fucking winked at me. After screaming and nearly calling security, she was acting pretty strange," he explained, turning around and started walking toward his car.
"Well, you told her that you were her boss's son. She looked like…some cheap gold digger."
"Oh, yes because I'm sure Liz makes a fortune out of this," he said sarcastically.
"Maybe not now, but people always buy or rent houses. Less now what with the economy, but it's a good career." I shrugged.
"You think about doing something like that?" he asked, glancing at me.
"Honestly, I have no idea what I'd do. I have to start applying, and send my resume to corporations or firms. I'll see."
"When we're done with the house," Edward said.
It took us another hour to arrive at the house. When Edward killed the engine, I jumped out of the car.
"Hey!" I heard his protest, but I couldn't wait to be inside the house again. With him, this time. My heart started slamming rapidly against my ribcage and my legs started shaking.
Edward came from behind me and grabbed my hand. "Ready?"
I nodded, squeezing his hand as we walked to the front door. He unlocked the door and I opened it. When I was about to step inside, he tugged me back and before I could ask what he wanted, I was in his arms. He grinned crookedly at me, pushing the door open with his toe and stepped inside. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him to which he answered eagerly.
A loud bang startled me. Edward put me down, looking sheepishly. He just had to slam the door shut with his foot.
"It's really beautiful," he murmured, coming to stand behind me. "And bare."
I tried not to laugh, but he was really funny. "Of course, it's bare! Come on, let me show you the rest of the house!" I said excited.
"Wow! This is big! I thought the kitchen would be smaller."
"Once it's really furnished, it will be smaller," I agreed.
After tugging him up the few stairs, on which he stumbled, I showed him the bathrooms and the rooms.
"Which one do you like? I like this one the most." I went to the window and opened it. "Look at the back yard! It's how you wanted it!" I exclaimed excited.
Edward chuckled, coming behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist. "It's really beautiful. I love it." He kissed the side of my neck.
I turned in his embrace and wound my fingers in his messy hair as we started kissing slowly. His tongue traced my bottom lip and suddenly, he picked me up and walked to the left, pressing my back against the wall.
"Fuck, Bella."
"I want you," I moaned, linking my ankles above his ass.
"It was smart to wear a dress," Edward whispered, sucking at my neck.
Before he could do anything else, his phone started ringing.
"No fucking way! I'm sick of being cock-blocked!" he shouted.
"Maybe it's important," I said, not happy with it either.
After a glance at the screen, he dropped my legs to the ground and took a few calming breathes. "Hi, Mom." He pressed a button, probably the speaker and sat down. I joined him, mindful of my dress, not like he wouldn't like if I flashed him.
"Edward Cullen! Not a phone call in three days! One would think a pack of wolves brought you up!"
"I didn't think to call," he admitted. "We're okay, Mama Wolf," he joked making her laugh.
"I hope so. Are you in the house yet?"
"We just got inside," he answered, lying down with his head on my lap, keeping the phone on his chest.
"What do you mean? How many days did it take you to make it to Chicago?" Esme asked worried. "I swear, I'm going to kill you if Jasper is right!"
I snorted then clamped a hand over my mouth. Why did everyone think we'd elope?
"Is that Bella?"
"Yes, hello," I whispered, stroking Edward's hair. He closed his eyes, sighing.
"We made it here last night, but Liz said we had to sign some papers before getting the key…so we slept over."
"Oh." Esme stayed quiet for a long time.
"We're here now and it's really beautiful," Edward said brightly. "I'm sure you'd love the garden."
"I can send you seeds if you want," Esme answered, her voice thick with emotion.
"Not now," Edward whispered. "We're supposed to buy stuff first."
"Oh, didn't you go shopping?"
"We just wanted to see the house first," I answered. "And leave our luggage here."
"Oh, you're right, honey. If you need any advice, call me."
"Sure, Mom."
After we hung up, we decided to carry everything inside the house so we could go shopping.
IKEA was bigger than I thought. I had made a small list in the car, but once there, we saw lots of things that weren't on list like nightstands and lamps and a new sink for the kitchen and plugs… Our cart was overflowing in no time and we hadn't even looked at the bed.
When I saw Edward stopping at bathroom decorations, I groaned.
"You realize that's the last thing we need? We have to get a bed."
"But look how cute they are," he insisted, showing me two small plaques. One was in form of a little boy dressed in blue shorts and white shirt with a cap on the head and the other was a little girl dressed in a pink dress with pigtails. After seeing Edward's eyes, I nodded, allowing him to put them in the cart.
He beamed and kissed me for five minutes like I had allowed him to buy who knows what.
Arriving at the beds area, made my head hurt. Every size, every color, every kind of bed that existed was there.
"King, right?" Edward asked, pushing the cart to that section.
"King, Edward, not California king!" I moaned, tugging him away from the huge bed he was eyeing. I didn't even want to know the price.
We were lucky his parents were paying for these. Carlisle had given him a credit card and said he could call for a re-fill if necessary. I hoped he had put there a lot because the way we were going…we'd need a shitload of money.
"This one looks great," I told Edward, looking at a simple bed with a wood frame.
"Hmm, don't you want a four poster bed?"
I gave him a look. "No, because that'd be expensive and old-fashioned."
"What's wrong with being old-fashioned? I want a four-poster bed with curtains," he said petulantly.
"Edward," I groaned. "Please, a normal bed."
We kept fighting about it and he even found a nice four poster bed, but I kept insisting otherwise. Our argument was cut short by a female voice announcing at the speakers that the store was going to close in an hour. After a few more explanatives, we bought the bed I wanted. I felt so smug for wining an argument that I couldn't help but cling to his arm and kiss his cheek every five seconds.
At the check-out, the boy ringing our products kept chuckling until he finally asked if we moved alone.
"Yep," Edward answered cheerfully.
"Do you need transportation?" he asked, looking at the bed frame.
"No."
I elbowed him. "We do."
"We don't, Bella."
"It's free," the boy told us.
Edward gritted his teeth. I wasn't going to win again so I kept my mouth shut. Once outside, we loaded the car with everything leaving the bed frame for last. After he convinced himself that we couldn't put it on the car without scratching it and God forbid that, he jogged inside the store and came out with a man. They carried the bed frame and a few other heavy things to a small truck and that man followed us home. Edward refused to talk to me, not liking that he was wrong.
When we had finally carried everything inside the house, I realized we didn't have soap to wash.
"I'm going to a non-stop," Edward decided. "Do you want a specific shower gel or shampoo?"
"Whatever you get. And…" I said softly.
"Yeah," he mumbled. "I'm sorry. I guess I got really excited there."
"Forgiven." I kissed his mouth then pushed him out the door.
While he was gone, I realized we needed something to eat too, but I couldn't find my phone. It must have slipped in the car. But luck was with me since he forgot his on the kitchen counter.
"What should I buy?" Edward answered, sounding scared. Men and shopping. I rolled my eyes.
"Food, Edward. What do you eat in the morning?"
"Well…anything?"
"Buy some milk and cereal. Remember, I took some bowls from Dad?" I asked. "And when you come back, we'll plug in the fridge."
"Okay. Anything else? Do you want juice?"
"Cola would be great. And you can buy lemons so we could make lemonade."
He laughed. "Okay. And sugar?"
"Yes, sugar too."
"Good, I'll be back soon. Love you."
"Love you too."
By the time he was back, I was on the bean bag he had insisted on buying, almost asleep. Actually, the front door closing jerked me awake.
"Honey, I'm home!" he shouted then a thud was heard from the hallway.
I rushed there to see him sprawled on the floor laughing hysterically.
"That wasn't supposed to happen."
"Come here, you big baby." I offered him my hands but he tugged me down and I fell on his chest.
"Mhhmm, missed you, Bella." Edward started kissing under my jaw and licking the shell of my ear.
"We're busy," I insisted.
"Everything can wait. I didn't have you in days."
"You can have me once everything is set up." I kissed his nose and tried to get up, but he rolled me under him.
"Lookie!" he said giddily and took something out from his back pocket.
I glanced at his hand and rolled my eyes. He was such a boy!
"The lady that rang up my things was looking at me funny. What is it so weird for a guy to buy soap, lemons, milk, cereal, Cola and condoms?" He shrugged.
"In the middle of the night, no less," I added.
"Well, Bella… when the need arises…" He waggled his eyebrows at me.
"Oh my God, you're so bad, Cullen!" I laughed.
We christened the hallway twice then put the fridge up and finally made it to the bedroom where his old sleeping bag was waiting for us. We slept on top of it because it was extremely hot outside and the mere idea of wriggling inside that thing with Edward's body pressed against mine made me want to rip my skin off.
"First thing tomorrow," I mumbled almost asleep.
"Yeah?" he whispered.
"We find the remote control for the AC."
"Yeah."
"Night, Edward."
"Night, Bella."
Our first night in our house. I hugged him tightly not caring we were sticky and gross. We had to shower in the morning.
When I woke up, I was alone. Rolling off the sleeping bag, I sat up, stretching before I made my way out of the bedroom.
"Edward?" I asked, not sure if he was around.
"Here!" I heard his shout then he started coughing.
When I arrived inside the kitchen, he was thumping his chest from his spot of the bean bag. His laptop on his lap and a bowl of cereal in his hand.
"Morning," he greeted me, smiling.
I chuckled. "I was expecting to see everything done by the time I woke up," I teased him, sitting next to him. He scooted over a little to make room for me.
"Here. The cereal is rubbish," he warned me, offering me his bowl. "But it was the only thing I found."
"Let's see." I took a spoonful and felt like spitting it out, but kept chewing.
"We need to buy a trash bin. Lucky Mom gave us trash bags, you can spit in there if you don't like it," he said, pointing to a black bag a few feet away.
I swallowed, cringing. "Yeah, too late. I'm going to shower."
"Wait a sec. I'll join you, I just want to look at these." Edward kept me down with his hand on my thigh. "Look." He showed me electronic devices.
After we made another list, we went to shower.
As much as I hated shopping, buying stuff for the house with Edward turned out to be fun when we weren't bickering about something or another. We had a shouting contest about a leather couch that was too much for a couch. He won the fight, coming with the argument that we'd have it all our lives and that a couch made of material might get destroyed easily. Like we were going to start jumping on the couch. I allowed him to win, closing my eyes when he paid, but I knew that I'd fight tooth and nail about the next thing we started an argument. I didn't have to wait for long to get my way. I had found a bookcase that looked wonderful – it wasn't even on the list, but I insisted. Having Rose as a seduction teacher was amazing, I just had to use a sweet tone, touch his chest and promise a blow job. That was all it took for Edward to buy the bookcase. Ah, men were so easy if you knew how to approach the subject.
When we returned home, it was past seven in the evening and we were famished.
"Well, there's that restaurant…the Italian one," I told him.
"Hmm…maybe something else?" he asked, rubbing his stomach.
"I can't believe we forgot to eat!" I moaned, falling on the bean bag.
"Well, we were preoccupied with other things. I didn't think about it until around three." He shrugged. "But we still had to buy the carpets and the TV so I didn't say anything."
"You should have said you were hungry. I'm used to forgetting to eat," I admitted. "We can go get a pizza."
"That sounds delicious." He nodded eagerly. "But how about…we buy three pizzas?"
I laughed and nodded.
As we walked to the door, his phone started ringing. "Do they have to check on us every day?" he moaned, looking at the screen. "Oh, it's Liz. But it's the same." He rolled his eyes, answering. "Hello?"
I opened the front door and started walking to the car. When Edward caught up with me, he shot me a smile. "We have food."
"We're going to get the pizza, yes," I agreed.
"No. We have food. Liz invited us for dinner and…she said we could take leftovers."
"Oh, that's…generous of her," I mumbled.
"I know. Let's go!"
"So eager to be around them?"
"Not exactly….it's the food I want to be close to." Edward poked his tongue out at me. "I'm sure my stomach is stuck to my back right now."
"Don't be dramatic."
Arriving at Liz and Ed's place, Edward mumbled a hello before making his way to the kitchen. As I greeted them and talked for few moments like a normal person, I could hear Edward's moans from the other room.
"I hope you're not eating it all!" Liz cried out, rushing after him.
"Shall we?" Ed asked, smirking. I only nodded.
The sight that greeted us in the kitchen was like a scene from a comedy. Edward was hugging a pot to his chest, carrying spoon after spoon to his mouth like he hadn't eaten in days. Which was kind of true. We hadn't really eaten.
"Leave something for the poor girl, we ate earlier," Liz chided him.
Edward stopped eating and looked between me and the pot. "You want?"
I wanted to say no and let him enjoy the food, but I was hungry too so I nodded slowly. He offered me the spoon.
"We have plates. You haven't changed one bit," she said laughing.
"But it's so good from the pot!" Edward said through another mouthful of whatever was in there. It looked delicious.
I put some food on a plate, allowing Edward to act like a savage, eating from the pot. It reminded me of that time we had done this because of Alice and raided the kitchen at night.
Between bites, we told them what we had bought.
"If you need help assembling stuff, call me," Ed suggested.
Edward nodded, licking the spoon. I was happy to see him able to be so close to them. It was enough for everyone.
"Can we come back tomorrow?" Edward asked when it was time for us to leave.
"Of course you can, honey. I'll make more food." Liz smiled warmly.
"And we have to buy stuff for the kitchen and food," I told Edward. "We aren't going to disturb them every day."
"You aren't disturbing us," Liz told me softly. "I like having you here."
"See? No problem," Edward told me, grinning.
I had to convince him later that we should start fending for ourselves. As nice it was to come here and eat, I wanted to be the one cooking for and feeding him.
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