Don't own twilight. not one sentence.

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When Bella arrived at Edward's she felt as if her heart was about to jump from her chest and a run a marathon… or maybe run for his life if this was some kind of joke. She didn't want to believe that from Edward, he was a genuinely nice guy. But you never knew.

Bella had chosen a royal blue sweater that hugged her chest a little bit, without being tight, but was loose around her stomach. The colour complimented her pale complexion and the slight blush on her cheeks contrasted beautifully. She was wearing dark jeans she thought made her look more slender and a pair of boots. Bella felt rather pleased with her outfit, it was supper at his place after all, not a fancy dinner.

Edward couldn't form a coherent sentence when he opened the door. So used to her professional attire he was stunned. She was by far the prettiest and hottest girl he had ever seen. Bella held a mixture of sensuality and innocence that made him want to forget supper, talking and jump into more pleasurable things altogether. He smiled at her, kissed her softly and welcomed her in his home.

The place was very much the home of a bachelor, but had a homey touch that made Bella feel comfortable.

"You have a very nice house"

"Thank you, my mother helped me out to pick the decoration. I knew what I wanted but when I got those things it still felt like there was something missing. I'm not an interior designer, I'm a lawyer"

She had to giggle at that, neither was her but she was a woman. She believed women had a sense of beauty and a way of combining colours that was much different from that of men.

"Take a seat, get comfortable. I didn't want this to be awkward so we can eat in the living room and talk"

Edward smiled at her and she was grateful for the way he eased the tension. There was a difference between things at their work place and his house. She had only been at his door once to give him some papers and rush to a family reunion, and it had already felt odd back then. Mixing personal lives with work wasn't something easy to do.

When Edward came back with a tray she was seated on the sand coloured rag that lay over the wooden flood. He had brought a bottle of wine and two plates full of some mouth watering meal with the silverware and napkins.

"You're not a vegetarian, are you?"

His voice had a teasing tone but she knew he was serious. He had only seen her eat salads after all.

"No I'm not. But I don't indulge myself that frequently… most diets have you eating like a rabiit"

Edward shook his head and set their meals on the table only to go back to the kitchen and bring two glasses. He poured some wine for both of them and sat on the opposite side of the black brown table.

"About that, dieting for so long can't be healthy. I mean, depriving yourself from so many foods…"

"It's not"

Bella remembered that time when she was a size 8 much too clearly.

"When I began college I went crazy. I was the fat girl back in high school and I wanted that to change. I went into the craziest diets... eating only tomato soup or green apples. Eventually I lost a ton of weight, but I was miserable. I kept pushing myself until I went for a check up"

She drank some wine and when she raised her eyes she was met with the attentive stare of Edward.

"I had been on that kind of diets for about a year and my blood tests were a mess. My doctor almost ripped my head of when I told him about the diets. I went back to eating as I was before but gained more than what I had lost… it's a hard thing to quit doing though, the dieting."

She curled her hair in her index finger.

"I have a big skeleton, I'll never be small despite my height. I have an ass and boobs, and hips. Those never go away"

Edward took her small hand in his over the table, a soft look and so much tenderness Bella wanted to have his arms wrapped around her.

"Why would any sane man want you to get rid of those things Bella? You're gorgeous… and I most definitely enjoy those three things you just named very much"

Edward winked at her and she giggled again.

She felt happy and as she tasted the first bite of their meal she definitely felt like she had a new chance to be herself.

Bella will be a 18 top, are you happy with that? She'll probably be a 16 through most of the story though.

You're all friggin nice. Thank you!

See you in the next one beautiful ladies, hit follow if want to read more about Edward and Bella. And someone in the caribbean give me a room, or a couch to sleep on, all the snow... my poor toes will die tomorrow's morning!