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Dogward/Brokenward/Virginward/Beachward
or as someone called him "Adorably Virginal"
38 EPOV
Best sexual experience...ever!
Seeing my cock in her small hands. Seeing how wet she was. Feeling how wet she was and then the mind blowing orgasm at the hands of someone else. A first, I never realized how much more enjoyable it is when you can sit back and savor it.
The beast has been unleashed though. Constant chubby, constant thoughts of her, of us, of what we did and 'could' do. Things I never thought I'd be doing...ever, but now seem possible.
We've become more affectionate with each other. Hugging, touching, holding hands, and kissing. Nothing too heavy since the 'epic hand job' as I'm calling it. Just sweet moments.
I saw my doctor today and I've been allowed to move my other arm, slowly. I am now staple and stitch free. Everything is healing well. My breathing becomes easier each day. When I finish this round of meds, I'm done.
Tomorrow I see Dr. Cope for the first time since she visited me in the hospital. I don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for her. I hope she has some more words of wisdom for me. I need them.
When Jasper and Emmett show up in the evening, I send Bella out to get pizza for us. She looks at me weird because the place delivers, but she doesn't question it.
"Thanks for waiting until she was gone to say anything about this. So?"
"There are just a few papers we would need to file to meet the residential zoning requirements." Jasper starts. "The corporation is set up and ready. I wanted you to see the amount you are offering Victoria."
He slides a written offer in front of me. The words are gibberish to me, but numbers are universal. I nod. It's about what I expected.
I slid it back to him. "What about the other properties around here?"
"I think you are good. If this offer is accepted then you and I can walk the perimeter of your property and see if we need to expand from there. It will be a huge lot once that building is gone." He motions towards Victoria's commercial building.
I nod again. "Do it. The sooner the better. Emmett, what about you?"
"I've contacted an architect friend of mine. Here's his card. He wants you to call with specifics. How many rooms? Stuff like that."
"Good. Thanks. I really appreciate your help with this." I barely finish my sentence when the front door opens and in walks Bella, food in hand.
~MMB~
"You look good Edward. So much better than the last time I saw you," Dr. Cope says giving me a tentative hug.
"I am good."
"Tell me what's been going on."
"I took your advice and asked Bella to help me when I came home from the hospital. It was a difficult adjustment at first. I hate needing to be taken care of."
She nods in understanding as she takes notes.
"You were right. This is helping her too. It's also helping us. I think we're getting back to where we were before in our, um, relationship."
She looks up from her notes and raises a brow in question.
"I know," I shake my head and smile. "I can't believe I said it either. But I guess that is what we have. I mean we haven't defined it, but ya..." I drift off.
"Have you told her everything?"
"I think so. She knows about the accident, my injuries, and my diagnosis. She's witnessed the nightmares first hand. I think that about covers it."
"Has she had any questions for you?"
"A few. Nothing I couldn't answer. I mean it's still hard to talk about, but for some reason telling Bella is easier than I thought it would be." I smile.
"What's the next step?"
"For what?" I ask confused.
"For you, for you and Bella, and for your recovery."
"Um, I guess I haven't wanted to think about that."
"Well, you should, and discuss it with her. Miscommunication has been the biggest problem in your relationship with her. The more open and honest you can be with each other, the smoother things will be. Besides, her life is nowhere near settled is it?"
"I guess not," I shrug trying to ignore the feeling in the pit of my stomach. I don't like thinking about how Bella won't be staying with me forever.
"I suggest you help her with whatever she wants to do about her house."
"Good idea. I'm stronger now. I might actually be of some help."
"I think your emotional support is what she needs. No regrets Edward. Whatever you two decide make sure you have no regrets," she says taking a serious tone.
"Okay, times up," she says more upbeat. "Same time next week?"
"Yes, that would be great. Thanks again Maggie." I say as I exit the office. I can't wait to get home to Bella and the dogs too.
~MMB~
"What are you concentrating so hard on?" I ask her as she stares intently at the computer screen.
"I'm house hunting." She answers distractedly. Her words feel like a punch in the gut.
"Um, what are you thinking?"
"Getting rid of most of my stuff, selling my house, and buying a new one."
"Where?" I ask holding my breath while waiting for her answer.
"I don't know yet. I can go anywhere with my job."
I come up behind her chair and start rubbing her neck and shoulders. "Why don't I help you clean out your house and stuff. There's no rush to sell and buy. You can stay here as long as you want. We could turn the spare room into your room, you know bring your stuff here," I offer. Hating the idea of her sleeping in the other room, but hating the thought of her moving even more.
"You'd do that for me?"
"Bella, I'd do anything for you. I mean. I'll help you in any way I can."
She nods. "That's very thoughtful of you. You are always thinking about other people. What about what you want? I'm sure a long term roommate is not what you had in mind."
I spin the desk chair so she is facing me. "I've enjoyed having you here. My apartment has never felt so alive, as it does with you and Buddy here. I'm a simple guy. I don't need much. But ...I would miss you if you weren't here," I say, letting my voice drift off. I can feel my face heating up from embarrassment.
She stands and wraps her arms gently around my middle, giving me a hug.
"No one has ever been this good to me in my whole life. You know that? You, Edward Cullen, are an amazing man." She professes, making me grin like a fool.
I kiss the top of her head and return her hug. "Ditto, Bella Swan, ditto."
~MMB~
We snuggle into bed each night, enveloped in each other. I like having both hands touching her now.
"Um, were you one of the benefactors at the Gala we attended on the fourth of July?" She asks after the lights go out.
"You caught that, huh?" I laugh wryly. "I wasn't very smooth when I left the table. I was so busy watching and listening to you that I didn't notice my mom go to the podium. To answer your question, yes. I have donated money to the pediatric and burn wards."
"For you to be acknowledged like that, it must have been a large sum of money." She says tentatively.
I nod. "I received a very large inheritance from my birth parents when I turned twenty-one. I'd like to think I've put their money to good use. That money helped me start this rescue as well."
"That's very generous of you." She clears her throat. "Didn't you have any other family when your parents died?"
I take a deep breath. This is a very sensitive subject.
She senses my hesitation. "I'm sorry. That was too personal. Pretend I didn't ask."
"No, I just need a second." I pause. "I have an aunt and uncle and cousins in England. They were listed as my guardians at the time of my parents' death. My parents were very organized and had everything in writing. They were very thorough and made decisions about the money too. It couldn't be touched until I was an adult. In the beginning between surgeries and hospital visits I'd stay with them. I wasn't easy to care for. I was pretty much bedridden and not very pleasant to be around. They tried to contest the will, to get some money for themselves. One day while I was recovering from a grueling skin graft, my aunt and uncle visited me at the hospital. When they entered the room with a few boxes I knew something was wrong. They told me that without my parents' money they couldn't care for me. They left and never looked back," I finish, a tear dripping down my nose and into Bella's hair.
Bella sniffs. "That is horrible. They don't deserve you or any money. How could they do that? You were a little boy," she cries as I comfort her, comforting me.
"It's okay," I say. "Look at my life now. My Mom and Dad are wonderful people, whom I never would have met if my aunt and uncle had kept me. I think I got the best deal. Don't you?"
"They are wonderful. I'm so happy you found each other." She sniffs again. "How long after that did you come to America?"
"I was in the system in London for about six months, I think. I was in and out of the hospital. It's hard to remember. I do remember the day I met Esme, like it was yesterday. She would visit the pediatric ward while my dad was at his conference during the day. She would read, play games, sing, whatever the kids wanted. I was napping and I woke up and there she was. I thought she was an angel. Her face and her smile were so angelic and pure. She touched my hand and I didn't flinch. I hated being touched, because they were always poking and pulling at me, and hurting me. Her touch was soothing. I think I smiled back at her which I hadn't done for a long time. I asked her if she was an angel." The memory makes me smile.
"What did she say?"
"She said that she wasn't an angel, but that I was, which I found very confusing. We talked for a while, she held my hand the whole time, or stroked my hair. It was nice. I remember her saying to be good and that she would see me again very soon. I was sad when she left. People always said stuff like that and didn't mean it, but somewhere deep inside me I believed her."
"When did you see her again?"
"I was eating my dinner later that day and she poked her head in and asked if she could come in. She introduced me to Carlisle and they sat with me until I fell asleep. They did that for the next few days until his conference was over and they had to go back home. I remember them crying when they had to leave and promising me they'd be back."
"What happened then?"
"She came back the next week, but not with Carlisle. This time she had Alice. She scared me. She was very excitable and fast. She was only like two or three, but she could move and get into things in a second," I laugh. "Carlisle joined her the next week, and they asked me if I wanted to be their little boy, which meant Alice's brother so I had to think about that." Bella and I both laugh. "As soon as the paperwork was done I was off to the U.S."
"Wow."
"I don't think I would have recovered like I did without them and the medical attention I got here. It helps being the son of a prominent doctor."
"Their loss is my gain," Bella says sleepily, snuggling closer into me. We both drift off to sleep.
A/N
The truth... I didn't get home until 1 am from the Golden Globes. I didn't thoroughly read this over to make sure nothing got lost in the cut/paste process. Sorry if I missed anything.
What do you think of Edward meeting Esme? Carlisle? Alice? PS. I took some creative license with the adoption process in the UK.
Thanks so much for reading and reviewing. I love it!
Next update on Friday, super busy week!