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One Night in Vegas.

Chapter Seven.

I stared up at him brows furrowed as I comprehended his words, or at least tried to. Did he really just tell me that we would be sleeping in separate rooms? What would be the point of me living with him if we didn't share a bed.

I frowned at him, taking a step back and crossing my arms over my chest. "Real couples share beds Edward." I said simply.

He smiled and whatever argument I had been prepared to throw at him fled my mind. Damn him and his gorgeous smile! "True, but let's slow down a bit. Have a first real date and go from there."

I looked to the floor, trying to clear my head. Why was it only him that fogged my brain like this? I never had a problem thinking logically or rationally around anyone else. "Well, technically we are already married..."

Edward chuckled. "We need to take things slower. To get to know each other. You said so yourself."

I groaned, lifting my head so that I could look back up into his eyes. "We can still do that. I mean, we are good together in bed, why take that away?" I was sounding desperate, but then again, perhaps I was. I didn't want to lose that kind of closeness to him. Everything felt right in the world when our bodies were pressed together in ecstasy, and I needed that rightness more than anything.

I scowled at him as he rolled his eyes, as if I spoke lies. "Aren't we suppose to be grocery shopping?" He asked, lifting a delicate brow in question.

I shook my head, stepping back and leaning against the island. "Honestly, I didn't agree to live with you to sleep in your spare room." I huffed. "You asked me to give this marriage a try, but you don't wish to share a bed. Why is that? You know, from personal experience, wives that sleep in separate bedrooms from their spouses are on their way out!"

A sigh escaped his lips and he was frowning now. "Just for now." He said softly. "Trust me. Please." He was begging now and I had to turn away from him. I absolutely did not want to sleep in a different bedroom than him! Especially not in a strange house! And as far as I was concerned I wouldn't be. I'd let this go now. I'd wait for later tonight when it was time for bed.

"Come on." I grumbled, turning away from the island and heading towards the kitchen exit.

"Where are we going?" He asked, obviously perplexed.

"Weren't we going grocery shopping?" I asked, turning to look at him, hands on my hips.

He raised an eyebrow and cocked his head to the side. "But what about-"

"Drop it."

He nodded and closed my mouth. A moment later he was by my side leading me to his silver Volvo in silence. To my dissatisfaction the ride to the local grocery store was just as quiet. It also surprised me. I was sure he would have needed directions. There seemed to be no question at all to where we were going. It was like he knew, but maybe he had. He has obviously been here long enough to buy a house. A wonderfully perfect house I must add!

"Ready?"

I turned my head and looked up at him. He was holding his hand out to me with my door opened. I hadn't even realized that he had parked, let alone had the time to get out with out me noticing. How lost in thought was I? I nodded, removing my seat belt and taking his hand. Once out I released his hand and turned, going to grab my purse when I realized I left it at Charlie's.

"I've got to go to the bank..." I said frowning, staring at the spot where my purse should have been. I shivered as I felt Edward's warmth rush over me, peering over my shoulder.

"Okay...?" He said, his voice unsure.

I turned my head slightly to the left to look at him over my shoulder. His eyes were on the seat of the car and his brow furrowed as if he was concentrating hard on math problem he didn't quite get.

"How does the seat of my car remind you that you need to go to the bank?" He asked after a moment, his eyes quickly shifting to mine and I felt myself blush.

"M-my purse wasn't there." I stuttered, his gaze affecting more than I than I liked. "Meaning I have no money... Shopping is hard to do with out money..."

He chuckled, rolling his eyes. "I've got it." He said taking a step back. "Besides you wouldn't be able to afford to fill our fridge." He made a face that I couldn't exactly read, but it crossed between amusement and annoyance. "I wouldn't let you."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me back enough so that he could close the door. " I wasn't planning on filling that fridge!" I said, defending myself. "And neither are you. We would need a bus!"

"That's for sure." He said with a chuckle. "I don't normally go shopping anyway. I normally have my groceries delivered. It is easier that way."

I rolled my eyes and followed after him towards the entrance of the store. "And you have someone to clean your house and get your mail and make your bed..."

I felt him lift his shoulders and shrug. "I do." He said honestly.

My jaw dropped and I gawked up at him. "You pay people to clean your house?"

"And to make my bed and get my mail too." He teased.

"Not while I'm staying there!"

Edward laughed again, grabbing a shopping cart. "Bella, you aren't going to be able to keep that house by yourself, especially not when we have children." He stated and I frowned.

"We aren't having children!" I said stealing the cart.

"Sure we are." He said in a smooth tone and I felt myself growing annoyed.

"Edward!" I snapped, turning towards the produce. "We don't even know if we are going to have a future together, so let's not drag an innocent child into our mess." I stopped in front of the asparagus. "Go get me a veggie bag."

"I don't like asparagus."

"Me neither." I replied. Honestly, I couldn't stand them, but you couldn't taste them in the meal I had planned for tonight so we'd both have to suck it up.

"Then why buy it?" He asked, handing me the bag.

I took it and shoved the bundle of the green vegetables into it and twisted it closed. "Because my mom has it in the recipe." I said dropping it into the cart before heading forward again.

"Oh," He said simply. "What is it you are planning to make."

I smiled. "It's a surprise."

Well, what ever it is I hope it's your father's favorite."

"He likes it alright." I said, turning to look at him over my shoulder. I was a little confused on what my dad had to do with it. "Why? Are you inviting him over to dinner?"

Edward shook his head. "No." He said simply. "You promised to explain our marriage to him over dinner tonight." He raised an eye brow as I stopped in my tracks. "You haven't forgotten have you?"

I swallowed, feeling the color drain from my face. I did forget and now not only did I have to explain how I ended up married to Edward, but I also had to explain why I was moving in with him. "Let's go find the fish..."

I think I'm getting back in the groove of things...Shorta.. Hope you all enjoyed. Please review! Thanks! Mrz.EdwardAnthonyMasenCullen I Pmed you about being my beta. I'm waiting for you to approve the connection in Docx. Thanks!