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Chapter 6

He lies in her bed, looking at the ceiling, as his hand rests around her naked shoulders. She pants softly, still awake next to him.

"Edward?" Her voice is small and sleepy.

"Hmm?"

"Do you do this often?"

"Do what? Have sex?" He bends his head as she shifts, moving off of his chest.

Her body is heavy and damp, even more tired than before. A good tired. "Yeah, have sex with women."

"Well, I don't have sex with men," he says jokingly.

Bella growls. She reaches for a discarded shirt. Unable to find one, she tucks the sheet under her arms and around her body.

Edward watches her long hair move against her very pale skin. He can't remember the last time he was with someone so natural, someone with no additives. And it's not just her looks but her responses to his words, to his touches, to when he fucks her.

"I don't."

"Are you asking me if I'm clean?"

"Yeah, I guess I am."

"I'm clean," he admits. "I don't fuck without a condom."

"You did with me," she reminds him.

"True, but I didn't until you, so…"

"I'm the first?"

"Yeah, you're the first."

She doesn't know why that makes her smile, but it does.

He watches her turn away. Edward sits up, his stomach muscles tight. He reaches for her and pulls her down, rolling on top of her and causing her to cry out softly. "I like it," he admits. He's intimate with women, in the loosest sense of the word, but being the way he has with Bella the last few days is different. He isn't in love with her, but the level of intimacy is different. Maybe it's because she's different from what he knows.

"I like it," Bella admits to him. Her eyes search his face, and it's perfect. She hates that.

Edward smirks.

"What?" she growls, trying to push him off.

Edward just laughs and grabs her wrists with ease, pinning them to the bed. "Now, now."

"Off me."

"You like my cum in you."

"You're disgusting." She rolls her eyes and turns her head to the side to avoid his stare.

Edward laughs and starts kissing her neck. He doesn't stop until she relaxes and goes with it. "I don't believe you, counselor," he says gently. "I think you're just as dirty as I am."

Bella sighs, enjoying his assault on her throat. She hates that he's right.

"I can't wait to find out how dirty."

Rosalie side-eyes Bella as they walk to lunch. "So…"

"Just say it."

"You look good, really good."

"What?" Bella stops in her tracks. "What?"

"He's been there for two weeks now?"

"Two weeks on Saturday," Bella clears.

Rose nods. "Well, you look good. I don't know what he's doing."

"He's fixing my house."

"And you?"

"I don't need fixing, Rosalie," Bella growls.

"No, just a good fuck."

"Oh, my God. You sound like Edward."

Rose laughs. "I guess I like him. Let's eat"

"Edward?" Bella calls out as she walks into her home. He took care of the backyard. When she gets more of the inside sorted, she'll have a barbeque. It's stunning back there. She's already had dinner under the lighted tree. Walking into the kitchen, she can see he's pulled some cabinet doors off to refinish them. She could've gotten the cabinets replaced, but her father said the wood's strong.

Continuing through the house, she finds him passed out on the sofa, snoring. He looks dirty, handsome, and young. Her hands go to her mouth when she remembers he's only 27. It's not that young, but it's still young. She doesn't know his story, but he doesn't really know hers, either. If he had been in the donor database, she would've picked him.

Bending down, she hides the pregnancy tests she bought today at the back of her bathroom vanity. Sinking to the floor, she sighs, resting her body against the closed door. She likes him enough as a friend, so she sometimes feels horrible about deceiving him. In the end, though, she knows she'll never see him again or get an opportunity to do this; an opportunity this easy won't happen again.

Edward snores himself awake. Smiling, he rubs his chest and stays in his position.

Bella walks into the room and pushes her glasses on top of her head.

"Hey."

"Hey. Uh, hi. How was your day?"

"Got a bunch of things done. Did you see the kitchen?"

"Yeah. It's looking really good," Bella smiles.

"Where the fuck did they come from?" he asks as he sits up.

Swearing is so off putting, but the way the words roll off his tongue is a complete turn on.

"Those sexy lawyer glasses." He stares at her.

"What?" Bella makes a face pulling them off the top of her head.

Edward laughs. "Put them back on," he tells her. Standing, he watches her slide them up her nose. "Why am I just seeing them?"

"I don't wear them often. My eyes were tired today." She takes them off again and rubs her eyes gently, waking herself up.

Edward stares at her in her pencil skirt and blouse. Her tits are so amazing. Her hair is pulled back in a low full bun at the base of her neck. He only saw her for a moment this morning. "You've been out like that all day?" He steps closer to her.

Bella stops rubbing her eyes and frowns at him. "Why are you being so weird?"

He laughs and then smirks at her.

"Oh, stop." She rolls her eyes, pushing him back lightly before putting her glasses back on.

"Yeah, keep 'em on. I like this look."

"I think you're nuts."

He laughs as he grips her hips. "I think you're fucking hot."

"Yeah, right." She rolls her eyes again and uses her hips to push him away.

"Oh, no." He holds her tight and close. "You stay."

"Glasses go?"

"Clothes go. Glasses stay," he mutters, dropping a kiss her mouth.

She wonders for a moment if this is what having a lover is.