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I am, however, going to coin the phrase 'Honey Hole' and dedicate it to kymclark kylapricky danielgale and squalloogal, in lieu of a certain *ahem* twitter conversation about Daniel Gale's long and agile fingers, and comfy top bunk.

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Oh, before I forget. Dear Anonymous reviewer from Ch. 5… Mine are 6lbs. Each.

"So where the eph were you all weekend, B? You and Edward totally bounced on Friday night without so much as a 'see you later', and then you don't call, write, send smoke signals- nothin' all weekend!" Rosalie chided her co-host.

"Oh, well uh, Edward and I just kind of hung out at the apartment. You know just kept it real chill since last week was so busy. Edward was really buried at work," Bella rambled.

"Yeah, you're full of crap, B. He was busy this weekend, too," Rosalie paused dramatically.

-(ROSALIE) queued ARTIST: Marvin Gaye 'Lets Get It On'-

"Busy burying himself in your Honey Hole!" Rosalie guffawed.

Emmett's groan rumbled over the airwaves. "Aaaand, that's my queue to leave."

"We'll send Drew B out when we're finished," Rosalie said before turning her attention back to Bella. "So, Bella… It took you about 2 months to bed Dr. Cullen, what say you to his performance, was it worth the wait?"

Unbeknownst to either of the co-host, Drew B sat in the sound booth with a scowl on his face, silently fuming over this new development.

"Ok, first, stop calling my vag a honey hole, it's gross. Secondly, yes, it was very worth it." A goofy grin split Bella's face in half, her heart rate increasing from the memory of this weekend, alone.

"Yeah yeah… tell us more about your encounter with that Red-headed slut." Rosalie goaded.

"Oh Em Gee, Rose. I swear this *BEEP* was asking for it. E and I were totally having a moment and she bounces up 'Like, ohmigawd! Edward! Is that you?' No, it's the Muffin Man… like you didn't already know it was him?"

"The Muffin Man? You're ranting and the best you can come up is 'The Muffin Man'" Drew B scoffed.

"It seems fitting to me, now that I think about it," Rosalie mused.

"How do you figure?" Drew B retorted.

"Well, by the way Bella's walking like she rode in on a horse, I'd say he knows how to handle her muffin!" Rosalie guffawed.

"Oh, for *BEEP* sake!" Drew B shouted and stormed out of the booth.

Rosalie and Bella's laughter came to an abrupt stop.

"What's his problem?" Rosalie wonders.

"Uh… I'm not sure. He's been acting kind of weird all week," Bella mumbled, though she had more than a vague incantation as to what the intern's issue was.

"What do you mean weird?" Rosalie asked.

Before Bella could answer Emmett stormed in with a red face and droped down on to his stool and roughly put his headphones on.

"It's time for Headphone Karaoke," Emmett ground out, a bit harsher than the girls were ready for.

-(EMMETT) queued ARTIST: NKOTB 'Please Don't Go Girl'-

And with that, The Morning Show continued with no further mention of Dr. Edward Cullen.

xXxXxXxXxXx

Edward, whose jeans were unbuttoned and was gloriously without a shirt, had me pinned to the couch with his hands ready to pull off my panties when Alice and Rosalie burst through the door and charged in to the living room. Poor Edward was so startled that he fell off the couch with a painful thud as I tried, quite unsuccessfully, to cover my bare breast with my hands.

"Oh, shit… Sorry!" Rosalie at least had the decency to look embarrassed and turned to face away from us.

Alice just slammed her hands on her hips and charged on.

"BELLA! You will never ever, EH-VER guess what I am about to tell you!"

Edward grumbled unintelligibly and handed me my shirt before he shuffled out of the room with hunched shoulders and boo boo face. I gave him an apologetic smile, and then turned my attention to Alice.

"Let's hear it," I told her as I shrugged on my shirt.

Rosalie spun around with a blinding smile and was bouncing in time with Alice.

…

…

…

"Someone fuckin' tell me already!"

"DANIEL GALE is coming to America!" Alice squeed.

I jumped to my feet on top of the couch.

"WHAT?"

Rosalie nodded her head, "Yep, The Bad Mother's Handbook is FINALLY being released here in The States… In theaters!"

"When? When?" I started bouncing along with them.

"This weekend!" Alice and Rose screamed together.

Squeals of joy bounced off the walls of my apartment. Rosalie, Alice, and I held hands and jumped on my couch.

"What."

"The."

"Fuck?"

The three of us turned around to face our three boys standing across the room with bewildered faces.

"Where are her pants?" Jasper asked Edward out of the side of his mouth.

I looked down and, sure enough! I'm standing there in all my ruffled pantied glory for all to see. I jumped down from the couch, grabbed my jeans and tried to pull them on. I hopped on one foot while trying to push the other through the leg hole. This proved to be quite the feat, as the legs of the jeans had been partially turned inside out from when Edward took them off of me. Things took a turn for the worse when I tripped over my own two feet and fell with no grace to the floor, my jeans only up to my knee on my right leg.

"Ow…" I groaned, rubbing my butt.

Chortles of laughter burst forth from my "friends". Fuckers.

"Baby, are you ok?" Edward crouched down beside me, shielding me from view as I scampered in to my pants.

"Yes, thank you." I took his proffered hand and he pulled me up off the floor, kissing my knuckles and gazing lovingly into my eyes.

"Yeeeeah… So, who is Daniel Gale and why are our ladies squealing over him and his impending arrival?" Edward asked.

"You see, young Edward," Emmett started as he clapped a hand on Edward's shoulder," Our lovely ladies here have a thing for nerds. And Daniel Gale is like, the king of all nerds."

"Stuttering nerves," Rosalie said dreamily.

"Endearing awkwardness," Alice giggled.

"And thick, black framed glasses," I sighed.

"He's the lust of our lives, ladies," Rose concluded.

The three of us huddled together and stared off in the distance, wistful of our beloved Mr. Gale.

"Ahem." Our attention snapped over to our boys, all with their arms crossed over their chest.

"Anyway, as I was saying," Emmett continued, "They treat it almost like the freaking Rocky Horror Picture show and dress up. Well, with Rose and Bella… and I now assume Alice, too. They've watched The Bad Mother's Handbook on the internet a million times."

"Eddie boy, you will not recognize these lovely young ladies," Jasper added, waving his arm over us like Vana White.

"So we've already got our tickets for tomorrow, the 3:00pm matinee showing at Muvico. I figure we can get there at noon to make sure we get good seats," Alice rattled off quickly.

I nodded my head, contemplating if 3 hours would be enough time.

"You're showing up 3 hours early to a movie?" Edward pouted.

"These bitches be crazy, Edward. You don't even know! Fights may break out, I'm taking my mace with me just in case," Alice thrust an accusing finger at her brother.

"I might need to bring my taser," Rosalie mumbled thoughtfully.

"I will throw elbows," I said decidedly, extending and contracting my arms to test my reflexes.

The girls and I took a few moments to strategize and the boys… well I wasn't really paying attention to what the boys were doing. We had more important matters at hand. Daniel Gale, people. Daniel Gale. Emmett was the one to interrupt us as soon as we pulled up a map of the theater on the internet to point out the emergency exits in case the need to immediate departure was required.

"Rose, Bells, it's time to get going to Blue Martini."

Everyone look over to the clock that showed it being 5:30pm. Damn, Edward and I had been on the road to some afternoon delight.

"Uh, we'll just meet you guys there. I have to um… take a shower and get dressed and what not…" I rambled.

Alice caught on quickly and grabbed Jasper's hand to pull him out of the apartment, chucking up a 'deuce' on her way out. Rosalie smirked knowingly and mouthed 'Honey Hole' before making up some kind of excuse about needing to find a colorful sweater before tomorrow.

Once the door clicked shut I grabbed Edward by the front of his pants, as he was still shirtless, and dragged him to the bedroom. With strength from God knows where, I tossed his ass on to the bed and wasted no time in crawling up to the button fly of his jeans. Those buttons were no match for my determination. Trust. Once I had him in my hand I grinned wickedly up at him. His eyes were dark, his breathing was harsh, and his jaw was slack. I placed a soft kiss just below his belly button and trailed my way down, careful not to touch where I'm sure he wanted me most.

"Bella," he croaked out.

I took pity on my devastatingly handsome boy and took him in my mouth fully without any warm up.

"Oh fuck Bella!" I hummed around him, causing him to hiss.

I used one hand to pump what wouldn't fit in time with my mouth while the other massaged his balls. I sucked hard and pumped fast, we were on a time limit after all, and let my teeth scrape gently along the sides and nipped the tip. His impossibly hard cock and deep rep head told me that he was close. I fisted him with both hands and wrapped my lips around the tip. Tightening my grip, I twisted my hands in opposite directions and sucked quick pulses, swirling my tongue randomly.

"Oh my… f-fuck Bel-laaa," Edward shot his hot release in my mouth and I swallowed it quickly.

Once I had him buttoned back up I gave him a searing kiss, hopped off the bed and skipped to the bathroom.

"Hurry up, baby! We've gotta go!"

xXxXxXxXxXx

"Bells, I need you and Drew B to go to the station and get the mixing desk. Tyler forgot to load it. I wouldn't ask, but you're the only besides Rose and me that has the security codes."

We had been at the Blue Martini for a total of fifteen minutes when Emmett came up to me to tell me I had to drive 20 minutes alone in a creepy kidnapper van with Drew B. With our history, combined with recent developments of his behavior, this was bound to be awkward.

Edward was at a table eating with Alice and Jasper when I caught up with him. He must have noticed my unease because he jumped out of his seat when he saw me coming and met me halfway across the floor.

"Are you ok, baby? What's wrong?" he rubbed my arms and crouched down to look me in the eye.

"I'm fine. I've got to go to the station to get some equipment. I'll be back in like, 45 minutes. Ok?"

"Yeah, of course. Do you want me to come with you? I don't want you to have to lug heavy stuff around." His brow furrowed in concern.

"Uh… no, it's alright. Drew B is coming with me, so he'll do all the heavy lifting," I told him hesitantly.

A dark emotion flashed in his eyes, and a dark brooding expression settled on his face.

"I'm coming with you."

"No, Edward, really its fine. We'll be back before you know it. Stay here and finish your meal," I said trying to placate him.

"I'll walk you to the van."

Drew B was already waiting by the van when we got to the service alley. Just as I turned to tell Edward goodbye, he pulled me to his chest and, basically, fucked my mouth with his tongue. Not that I minded. His fingers tangled in my hair while the other hand pulled me by the ass to press against his hardness. When we separated we were both gasping for air like fish out of water. I blinked slowly, my dazed gaze slowly drifting up to Edward's face. Oh for fucks sake! He was looking over my shoulder with a smug grin on his face. I rolled my eyes, mumbled a "See you later" and made my way to the van. Drew B and his scowl walked around to the driver's side and before long, we were on our way.

Drew B kept huffing and sighing and it was getting on my damn nerves.

"Have you got something to say, Andrew?" Only I was allowed to call him Andrew, and I had stopped since we stopped our little… whatever.

"Yeah B, I do! He might as well have pissed on you back there, you know that?" his grip on the steering wheel tightened. "I never treated you that way, Bella. Like you were some fucking possession to own!"

"Edward's not stupid, Andrew. He's sees the way you look at me, you're not discreet. I thought we were over this shit."

"I'm going to fight to get you back Bella," he stated with pure determination.

"Drew…"

"ANDREW, Bella. You've always called me Andrew."

"Not since back then. And anyway, you can't 'get back' what you never had. We were never together-together, we just were. Besides," I lowered my voice, "Edward is it for me."

Soooo not the thing to say, apparently.

"WHAT!" What the fuck do you mean he is 'it' for you?" Andrew raged. "You've been with the guy, what? 3 months now? That's hardly enough to figure out if you want to spend the rest of your life with someone. Hell, B, you were with me for damn near a year and you kept our shit a secret!"

"We were never together Andrew!" I yelled. "We just… I don't know. I cared about you, I still do, but not like I care about Edward. I love Edward. You and me… we were just a means to an end for each other, and when you told me you had feelings for me that I knew I couldn't return I knew it wasn't right to keep it up."

We arrived at the station just then and I bolted from the van. I pounded the security code into the system. I was so aggravated. The thing with Andrew… DREW B was close to two years ago. Now that I'm with someone and genuinely happy he wants to bring this shit up? I stewed silently while Drew B loaded the mixer into the van. My stance, which was visibly defensive, was enough to keep him from attempting any further discussion. Until we got back in the van.

"I don't like who you've become since you've been with him," Drew B said with disgust.

"Like what? A more confident version of myself? Bella 2.0 doesn't do it for ya? You always repressed me, Drew. If I wasn't a stuttering, fumbling, hot mess you were always trying to keep me that way. 'Oh, Bella, don't you think that shirt it too tight?' 'B, do you really think it'd be a good idea to do a summer abroad with what your mother is going through right now?' You blew a fuckin' gasket if any of the guys at school or events even looked at me. You say that you weren't as possessive as Edward, but you were. You were worse, you never supported me, encouraged me, or anything like that!"

"You belong with me, Bella," he stated as a matter of fact as he pulled into the service alley.

"No, Drew, I don't." With that I left him to unload on his own and went to find Edward.

I spotted him at a table next to the DJ table with Alice and Jasper. I made myself comfy on his lap without any preamble. Edward wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his face in my hair.

"Mmmm, I missed you," he mumbled lowly so only I could hear.

"I missed you, too," I told him and rested my head on his shoulder.

After about twenty minutes I heard Jake over the speakers telling everyone that he had a special guest playing a song for someone in the bar. I wasn't aware of anything of the sort on our set list so I turned towards the stage, curious as to whom it was.

Drew B was setting up with his guitar and nodded to Jake to start some track on the boards.

"This song is for the one I let get away." Drew B looked me straight in the eyes and started singing. The Spill Canvas… one of my favorite bands.

Yeah he's a looker,
but I really think it's guts that matter most.
I displayed them for you,
strewn out about from coast to coast.

I am easily make believe,
just dress me up in what you want me to be.
I'll take back what I've been saying for quite some time now.

I gotta feel you in my bones again,
I'm all over you.
I'm not over you.
I wanna taste you one more time again,
I'm all over you.
I'm not over you.

In my daydreams, in my sleep,
infatuation turning into disease.
You could cure me, see all you have to do now
is please try.
Give it your best shot and try.
All I'm asking for is love,
but you never seem to have enough.

I gotta feel you in my bones again,
I'm all over you.
I'm not over you.
I wanna taste you one more time again,
I'm all over you.
I'm not over you.
This life is way too short
to get caught up in all this stuff
when I just want you to love me back,
why can't you just love me back?

Why can't you just love me back?
(why can't you, why can't you)
Why can't you just love me back?
(why can't you, why can't you)
Why can't you just love me back?
(why can't you, why can't you just love)

I gotta feel you in my bones again,
I'm all over you.
I'm not over you.
I wanna taste you one more time again,
I'm all over you.
I'm not over you.
This life is way too short
to get caught up and all mixed up
when I just want you to love me back,
why can't you just love me back?

Why won't you just love me back?

Why can't you just love me back?

The crowd applauded and he thanked then, stepping off the stage with one last longing look in my direction.

"What the fuck was that, B?" Edward growled. His grip on my thigh had gotten reasonably tighter.

"Um, Drew B and I kinda had a thing two years ago and turns out he's not over it. But I was never in it… so it doesn't matter," I told him.

Edward shook his head and gave me a pointed look.

"I know, E. You told me so, whatever. Can we just move on?"

He nodded and gave me a teasing kiss.

"I love you."

"I love you, too," I grinned.

Our night was uneventful after the shit with Drew B, save for some eye rolls and pissy sighs from his side of the DJ table. At the end of the night the girls and I confirmed our plans for the movie tomorrow, with Alice's strict instructions that I go straight to bed with "no funny business".

I walked out of Edward's bathroom to find him already in bed, holding the blanket up for me in invitation. I crawled in and snuggled up to him. His hand snaked up my thigh and he brushed his fingertips under the hem of my boyshorts. He stroked the crease where my leg met my pelvis with a gentle caress.

"I know Alice said 'no funny business', but I have to touch you Bella," he whispered desperately.

I bit my lip and gave him a shy smile. He returned it with a cocky grin and slipped his fingers between my wet folds. I gasped and pushed further into his hand. I gripped the back of his neck and pulled his lips roughly to mine, whimpering when his fingers entered me, and then deepened our kiss. Edward pumped his fingers in and out of me and pressed incessantly on my clit. I was grinding on his hand and rubbing my chest against his, clawing and him to bring his closer. Tension was building in my stomach and I was desperate for release. Edward removed his fingers, my frustrated growl cut off by the feel of his tongue on my aforementioned throbbing bundle of nerves.

"Oh Edward… so good," I gasped, taking a firm grip on his hair. He added his fingers back in to the mix and worked at a rapid pace.

"oh god, oh god, ohhhhhh ssshhhhhhitttt!" My orgasm ripped me in half, and I was not quiet about it.

Edward joined me back up at the pillows while my body came back down to join him amongst the living. I lolled my head to the side to catch the smug smile on his beautiful face.

"I love you," I whispered.

His smile got impossibly bigger.

"I love you, too."

xXxXxXxXxX

"Oh my fuck. What the Hale are you wearing, Rosalie?" Alice was aghast over the hideous sweater Rosalie walked in.

Alice and I were sitting front and center in the theater an hour before the movie was to start when Rose showed up.

"This is the closest thing I could find to Daniel Gale's rainbow sweater," she said, pulling at the hem.

Alice and I nodded in understanding. Sigh. The Rainbow Sweater. A generational icon, if you ask me.

"Well at least your shoes match!" I pointed out cheekily.

Before Rose could claim her seat the theater attendant came in and told us that we had to wait outside the theater so they could clean it.

"But we've been here for two hours! We'll lose our seats!" Alice cried.

"I'm sorry miss; it will only take a few moments."

Alice stomped out of the theater and stood guard within inches of the door. Rosalie and I were eyeing up the competition that had started to show. There had to have been 40 people out here. Alice pulled us in to a tight huddle and whispered forcefully.

"Ok, Here is the plan. I will dash in there to reclaim our seats, you two cover me cuz you're fierce bitches." Rosalie and I nodded affirmatively.

"What the fuck, Rose?" Alice gasped before slapping Rosalie's drink out of her hand and in to the trash. "Drink Cut Off was two hours ago! No Potty During Handbook!"

Rosalie looked to me for help, but all I could give her was a 'what the eph were you thinking' face. We resumed our wait for the cleaning to be finished in strategic silence. Rosalie started talking to some other girls who were in line, telling them how Daniel Gale could drink from her 'honey hole' anytime, I internally rolled my eyes. I noticed some country mother fuckers trying to inch their way in front of us, attempting to get better spots for their girlfriends. I looked them dead in the eye with my full on 'bitch face'.

"I. Will. Throw. Elbows."

The theater attendants exited then and everyone rushed the door. I saw a flash of black and Alice was gone.

"Go, Alice go!" I shouted. Rosalie and I pushed our way through the doors. We came around the corner are there sat Alice, in our original seats, with her feet propped up on the bar in front of her. Rose and I paused to applaud our friends' SWAT moves and settled in next to her.

About a third of the way in to the movie people started to get up to go to the bathroom, having to walk right in front of us to get to the exit. Alice, Rosalie, and I would sigh at the distraction and refocus on the movie. After about the tenth person, a petite blonde girl giggling with her little friend in tow, Alice had finally had enough.

"Wh-what… What the hell is this?" she whisper-yelled, "Sit the fuck down!"

The girls scurried back to their seats with alarmed expressions.

No one else needed to use the bathroom for the rest of the movie.

xXxXxXxXx

I was unlocking the door to my apartment when I heard Edward's door open up behind me. With a smile I turned to him and my jaw hit the floor.

There in the doorway was my schmexy boyfriend.

Wearing nothing but boxer briefs and a cocky grin.

And thick, black rimmed glasses.

A/N

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