Rating: M

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns it all. I own a pair of outdated mule slip ons.

A/N…Thanks again to lovinrob and amandac3 for keeping me in line. Lovinrob's Roll of a Lifetime and Amanda's new Carnal Knowledge drabble are a good read and I highly suggest putting them in your library.

Miss you Country-Ward (hint hint)

Creepy… MUAH baby.

CHAPTER 24

Bella

"Oh my fucking god, Bella." I say to her, holding on to her hard. "That was the most erotic thing I've ever experienced."

"I love you so much." I hear her say and I swear she's going to cry.

"There are no words to describe what I am feeling for you right now, Bella, there are no words."

Edward and I decide to sleep in a little later than usual on a ski day since we spent most of the night making love and enjoying each other, so when the alarm went off at 10:00 we rushed to get ready to ski.

I have never skied Heavenly before but Edward has so I will follow his lead to wherever he wants to go. As exciting as it is to ski somewhere new and different, The Chute will forever hold a fond memory for me. After we finally arrive at Heavenly, we get our gear together, get our tickets and head for the lifts. First we take the Skyline Trail and, although it is not a black diamond run, it offers the most beautiful view of the lake and surrounding Sierra Nevada mountain range. After we ski that a couple of times we ski the Big Dipper, Ellie's and the Double Down. On our last run of the day, we decide to ski the Skyline Trail again, primarily so that I can get my final view of the lake since we will be leaving for Napa in the morning.

"I've really enjoyed skiing with you these past couple weeks, Bella." Edward says softly, taking my hand into his as we ride the lift to the top of the mountain. "I know you have been concerned about everything that has happened, all the drama and everything. I hope you have been able to put it behind you a little bit by now."

"I admit that it was a difficult few days and if it were just me dealing with it, it wouldn't have been near as stressful but I was concerned about you as well." I explain, putting my forehead to his. "I knew that there was something developing between you and I and I was concerned that with everything that was going on, it would run you off."

"Bella, by then it was too late for me. I was already yours and you couldn't have gotten rid of me if you tried." He says, kissing me 75 feet in the air, overlooking some of the most beautiful country in the world.

"So tomorrow we leave Lake Tahoe." I say to him. "I am sad to go. I hate to leave our bubble. You and I will be back in the real world; albeit my life has taken a huge turn hasn't it?" I say, thinking out loud.

"Yes." He says answering my thoughts. "You fell in love with, hopefully, the love of your life." He stops and smiles that half grin of his. I wonder where the hell that came from. "You no longer have a job. You're going back to school. You're moving. You have a man that is totally infatuated with you. What more could you want?" He takes my glove off my hand and kisses my palm.

"Edward, you are all I want." I say to him sincerely. "The rest is just a bonus."

I know at that moment that I want him in my life and although I am not in favor of saying 'forever', I know in my heart that's what I want. I reach over to hug him before the lift drops us off and we head down the mountain for the last run of our vacation.

~ BD ~

I wake up promptly at 7:00 to the wonderful aroma of coffee and find him sitting on the edge of the bed holding a cup for me.

"I wouldn't do this every day if I were you Edward, one could get used to it and I could get spoiled." I say smiling at him, sipping from the cup he hands me.

"Bella, it would be my pleasure to spoil you." He says, smiling down at me. "Now get that sweet ass out of bed so we can get on the road, okay?"

"Okay." I say. I take a sip of coffee and then head to the shower.

Once I emerge from the bathroom, fully dressed, all I have to do is pack up my bathroom items and I am ready to go.

"I'm ready, Edward." I say quietly, sad to be leaving, but excited to see what is down the road for me; for us.

"Me too, baby." He says, taking my small bag from me and kissing my cheek. "I have the car packed and I think we are set." It was then that his cell phone rings.

"Hello, mother." I hear Edward say. "Yes, we are leaving right now so we should be on the property about noon." He looks over at me and rolls his eyes, smiling.

"Lunch sounds great, how about 12:30. I want Bella to have a chance to get settled and freshened up a bit before the onslaught." He says, holding me close to him.

"Mom, I know you are excited to meet her but please don't overdo it okay? Something light and she likes my reserve. We will see you about noon…I love you too…yes, mom, I will tell her… see you in a bit." He says and hangs up, looking at me.

"My mother says she can't wait to meet you. Please don't be nervous, I want you to be comfortable at my home, alright?"

"I will try, Edward. I just know that Leah was loved and I…"

"Bella, don't. Please don't. She doesn't compare to you. You are my life now." He says passionately, holding me tight. I vow never to say her name around him again.

I look around the house to make sure I haven't forgotten anything and my eyes linger on the piano. I slowly walk toward it and run my hand across the top where I had been sitting and where Edward played for me. I will never forget that night as long as I live. I smile at the fond memory.

"I will never sit down to this piano again without remembering that night, Bella. It is a night I will never ever forget." Edward says as he walks up behind me and wraps his arms around me, touching his cheek to mine.

We give a final look around the house and make sure everything is locked tight and shut the front door behind us. Edward opens the car for me and when I look up and see Sue standing at her living room window watching us leave, I get an eerie feeling. I give her a small wave but she ignores me. I look over at Edward, both of us shrugging our shoulders and then we are on our way to Napa Valley.

We spend the four hours talking and getting to know each other better and I thoroughly enjoy that he explains the process of wine making. I have an experienced ear at my disposal and I ask him all the questions I have wanted to know the answers to for a very long time and he eagerly shares his knowledge with me. When he starts talking about the business end of running a winery, that's when I really become intrigued. There is so much more to the industry than popping the cork and filling the glass that's for sure.

I have travelled to Napa for wine tasting tours often enough with Alice and Rosalie to know we are close to Volturi Winery. I feel the butterflies build in the pit of my stomach and I look at Edward out of nervousness.

"It will be fine, Bella. It's important to me that you are not upset or nervous in any way." He holds my hand tight to reassure me. "We are going to my house first so you can relax a little bit first, okay? We will be there right at noon then we will go to the main house for lunch. My mother and father will be there to meet you. I then have my meeting in our offices which are not far from the main house. Would you like to come with me?" He makes sure that I am aware of what's going on, I am sure to ease my nerves.

"Yes, please. I would rather not be left alone if that's alright." I say.

Our grip on each other's hand tightens when Volturi Winery comes into view. It is clearly one of the most beautifully designed wineries in the valley. It surprises me when Edward drives past the entrance and approximately one quarter mile later turns down a separate entrance that is lined with beautiful oak trees. The drive is long and shaded and then the trees end and a stone wall begins. At the end of the wall is an entrance with two massive arched oak doors with huge black iron hinges. Edward pushes a button on the steering wheel and the doors open inward revealing what I can only describe as paradise.

Once the doors completely open, Edward drives through a canopy of arched grapevines leading to a courtyard, revealing his estate. I know my mouth is hanging open at the sheer splendor of this peaceful place.

His home is made of river rock in the Tuscany style. In the front of home is a pond with a water spout fountain with Koi happily swimming and I swear I see them swim to the edge of pond when they see Edward. He stops the car in front of the house and walks around to open my door for me while I continue to stare at the sight before me. He smiles at me as he takes my hand to help me down.

"That's Billy, my property manager slash grounds keeper slash butler slash… you get what I mean. He and his wife Rebecca take care of the property and of me. And now you." He says wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"Hey Billy, how are you?" Edward says, shaking Billy's hand.

"Things are well Mr. C. We had those bugs come back but I think I have them under control now." He says, looking at me.

"Billy, I would like to introduce Isabella Swan. She prefers to be called Bella. Bella this is my right hand, Billy." I put out my hand to him and he shakes it vigorously.

"Nice to meet you Billy." I say, laughing at the way my arm is almost removed from my shoulder.

"And it's nice to meet you too, Ms. Swan." Billy replies.

"Bella, please." I say to him.

"You will see this beautiful face around here a lot Billy, so keep your hands off or I'm telling Rebecca on you." Edward says laughing. He guides me toward a shaded walkway and I see Billy get in the car waving at me.

Once we reach the end of the walk, there is a stoned entrance leading up to two huge oak doors that must be five feet wide each with beautiful stained glass inlays. A woman is standing in the doorway smiling at Edward, wiping her hands on her apron. When we get close enough to her she runs into Edward's arms and laughs and then pats him hard on his back.

"So good to see you Mr. C. Welcome home. It hasn't been the same without you mulling about." She says, and like Billy, she looks at me while speaking to Edward.

"So good to be home and I can't wait to taste your fine cooking again, Rebecca." He says to her. Edward places his arm around my shoulder and guides me forward.

"Rebecca, this little lady is Isabella Swan. Please call her Bella." He says, his eyes sparkling at me when I look at him at how sweet he introduces me.

"Bella, this is Rebecca. She takes care of me and the house. She is an excellent cook so if there is anything you need or want I want you to tell her, alright? She will make sure you are taken care of." He says squeezing me.

Edward then puts his arm around both of us and walks us into the house and I stop in my tracks. This home is nothing like his condo or his Stateline home, both of which are primarily modern with stainless steel and black. This home is oak and bright and old world Tuscan. I immediately feel a calm wash over me. It's like this place does that to you.

Edward places his hand on my lower back and escorts me through a series of rooms to an enclosed terrace filled with green plants and flowers and trees. He walks to a table taking two glasses of chilled wine, handing one to me and toasts, "Welcome home, Bella." I touch my glass to his and look around and suddenly feel overwhelmed.

~BD~

Edward and I walk out the front door and find the cutest little red H2 Hummer cart waiting for us. It looks just like a big Hummer. I look at Edward and start laughing.

"I had this made for me to drive around on the property. It was either this or horses. I opted for this." He says jumping in and looking like a little kid. It even has a fake stick shift that is totally useless but Edward said he added it for affect.

"Edward, this is the cutest thing I have ever seen. You will have to let me drive it one day." I say, looking at everything he had them add to make it look authentic.

"We will just have to get you one. In pink." He says smiling at me. I try to visualize myself driving around his place in my own little pink Hummer. It makes me happy.

We arrive at the main house for lunch and his mother is waiting impatiently for our arrival.

"Edward! Welcome home, son. I have missed you." His mother says to him, looking at me.

"Mother." Edward says matter of factly, kissing her cheek.

"Mom, I would like you to meet Bella. Bella, this is my mother, Esme."

"Oh, Bella, I am so happy to meet you at last. I have heard so much about you." She says, taking my hand and placing it in the fold of her arm, guiding me through the house to the terrace.

"It's very nice to meet you Mrs. Cullen." I say, trying not to sound nervous.

"It's Esme, dear." She says, smiling, patting my hand.

"Edward, you sit there and Bella you sit here next to me." She points us to our seats.

Our lunch is already served and the wine is on ice. Edward picks up the bottle and pours for us all.

"Where's dad?" Edward asks, looking at his mother.

"He tried so hard to get here but couldn't get out of a meeting this morning. He will be here as soon as he can." She explains.

"So, Bella, did you have a pleasant vacation? How did you and Edward meet?" She gets right to the point.

"Mother. Don't. I told you how we met and Bella won't tell you anything different." Edward tells her.

"I don't mind, Edward." I say, touching his arm to calm him down. "Edward and I first saw each other when we were on the road to Lake Tahoe. We then spoke when we both stopped for gasoline at Truckee and then once again when we were in the lift line at Squaw Valley. I believe it was fate." I say looking at Edward. "Edward introduced himself when we rode the lift together for the first time. I believe we have been inseparable ever since." I smile up at him when he cups my face running his hand down my cheek to my chin.

"I think that is the sweetest thing I have ever heard." Esme croons.

"Mother, please." He says sweetly to her while pouring my favorite reserve.

I can feel Esme's eyes on me and I focus on my plate, looking at the contents of grilled chicken, romaine lettuce, pine nuts, and grapes. I spear the lettuce and after taking a bite I must have moaned out loud because I see both of them looking at me.

"Esme, this dressing is wonderful. I have never tasted anything like it before. What is it?" I ask, enthusiastically.

"It's a creamy vanilla dressing I created. It's really good isn't it? It's Edward's favorite too." She says proudly.

"Maybe you can share it with Bella, mom. She is an excellent cook as well. I have tasted quite a few of Bella's dishes now." He says, looking at me and grinning as I chew a mouthful of salad. I was mortified and my face showed every bit of that double entendre. I could have buried my face in my salad to hide my scarlet cheeks.

We continue our lunch, sharing our trip with Esme but leaving out the drama-filled events. We tell her about the snowball fight and how Edward kicked Emmett's ass on the slope again and Edward talked about Sam.

"I have a meeting with Jasper, mother. Bella and I thank you for lunch. You ready to go, babe?" Edward takes my hand to help me up from the table.

"Oh, no you don't Edward. She stays with me. I want to show her the house and the grounds and your father will be here shortly." She demands. "You go to your meeting then you can come back here and pick her up, alright?"

Edward looks at me for assurance and I nod my head to let him know it is okay and that I feel comfortable staying here without him. He cups my face, bending to give me a sweet kiss while looking into my eyes.

"I love you, Bella." He says into my ear. I raise my head and look at him.

"I love you back, Edward."

I walk with him to his cart and look over and see his mother watching us, clutching her hands to her chest and smiling.

"I will be back as soon as I can. Call me if you need me, Bella." He calls back over his shoulder.

I watch as Edward drives away then turn and walk back to the terrace, sitting next to Esme and picking up my glass of wine simply to give my hands something to do. We look at each other silently for what seems like an eternity.

"He loves you, doesn't he?" She says quietly.

"Yes." I say quietly. Almost too quietly.

"I can tell that you love him in return." She surmises.

"Yes, very much." I return.

"If I know Edward, he fought himself over this. It must have been difficult for him to confess this to you." She says.

"I couldn't tell you, but I know how difficult it was for me and how hard I fought my own feelings. Constantly." I tell her. "I felt it was too soon, knowing it had only been a few short days, but I knew the moment my eyes touched his that it was too late."

"He's been hurt, very, very badly. When Edward loves, he loves with his whole self. His heart is completely given away and is no longer his. Did he tell you about Leah?" She asks.

"Yes. He told me the story of what happened, but nothing more than that." I answer.

"Did he tell you they were to be married?"

"Yes."

"Has he asked you to marry him?" She asks me, eagerly waiting for my answer.

"No, he hasn't." I reply, taking a sip of wine.

"When Edward broke it off with Leah, it nearly destroyed him and our family. Edward became a shell with nothing inside anymore. He was non-responsive for months and it took several years for him to even begin to return to normal. His brothers tried to bring him back to us but couldn't." She says sadly. "As a mother, you hate to see your child hurt, but when I saw how deeply Edward had been hurt, it was like he died but left his body for us to deal with. His health suffered, he wouldn't eat, and he had no energy. Not at all like the vibrant man that you know him to be." She says looking directly at me.

"I know exactly how he felt then." I say to her. "I had my heart broken nearly the same way as Edward."

"I am very happy you are in his life, Bella." She says smiling at me. "He existed before he met you. Oh, he did what he was supposed to do. He is a good son, a good brother, and he runs the business like a machine. But I see a difference in him already. He can barely take his eyes off of you." She observes.

"I can barely take mine off of him; he is a very handsome man, Esme." I return smiling to myself.

"Has he played for you?"

"Yes."

And with that she jumped out of her chair and clapped her hands over her mouth and starts to cry. She cries hard. I don't know what to do, so I go to her to console her.

"Esme, are you alright? What is it?" I ask her, handing her a tissue from my bag.

"He… he quit playing after Leah. He plays beautifully does he not? There was music in this house every day before he left her. I could hear his music in the air from his house. Then it just stopped. He never played again. Never." She says sadly.

"Oh, thank you, Bella. You have brought him back to us. He is one of most wonderful human beings I have ever known in my life and he loves you. You are one very lucky woman." She smiles and embraces me warmly, kissing my forehead.

"What is this, Esme? Are you sad my dear?" I look up and see a very handsome man walking toward us and Esme gives me a tight squeeze before releasing me.

"Carlisle, this is Edward's Bella. Bella this is Edward's father, Carlisle."

"So you are Bella. The woman that has brought life back to my son's heart." He says to me. I can hear a hint of an Italian accent when he tacks an 'a' at the end of certain words.

"You are a slip of a girl aren't you?" He says more than asks, holding me back by the shoulders, looking at my stature.

"She's beautiful Carlisle and Edward is head over heels in love with her." Esme says, gleaming.

I smile at both of them as they wrap an arm around each other's waist and look at me.

"I understand you are responsible for making my other sons happy as well? I have never seen Emmett and Jasper quite as smitten as they are right now. I have barely seen them since they returned from Tahoe. When do we meet these ladies?" He asks me.

"I must admit Carlisle, they are equally as smitten. As far as you meeting them, I suppose that will be up to Emmett and Jasper, but I do understand they will be here next weekend for the feast. Is that right, Esme?" I turn to her and ask.

"That is right Carlisle but it is my understanding that both of the ladies will be here for the dinner on Sunday as well." She says smiling.

She looks at me and I smile at the thought that both Alice and Rosalie will be here for the dinner. I am pleased that I will have them with me.

"Carlisle, Edward is playing again." Esme and Carlisle look into each other's eyes and I can see tears well up in both their eyes. They hug tightly before turning back to me.

"Bella, I can see by the confused look on your face that you do not understand our reaction to this news." Carlisle says, offering us our seats and pouring more chilled wine into our glasses.

"Edward's playing was like breathing to him. He owns five pianos so he can play wherever he is. He would play every day. When he needed to think, he played. When he was happy, he played. When he was sad, he played. And when he was in love, he played. Then his heart died and we never heard another note." Carlisle explains to me.

"Bella, if he is playing for you, then we know for certain that he loves you. But I need to say this and please forgive me if I sound harsh toward you. If you don't love him completely, then you must walk away now. Leave now before he returns to this house. I will take you wherever you need to go. I will not have him destroyed again." He says, waiting for my response. Both he and Esme are looking at me and I shift my eyes between the two of them. They must love him very much to say this to me and I know that it is impossible for me to leave him. I smile at both of them.

"I love him. Completely. I cannot leave him, Carlisle." I say and a big smile comes over both their faces and then my cell phone pings a text.

"Excuse me, I need to get this. It's Edward."

E: are you still alive.

B: yes, are you?

E: are you going thru the ringer

B: they love you and want to make sure you are happy

E: then you've met my father? tell them i am happy. the happiest i have ever been

B: they know that i think. when will you be back.

E: almost done. wait for me?

B: forever.

E: i like the sound of that. i love you.

B: i love you back.

When I put my phone down on the table, I am smiling to myself and I see both Esme and Carlisle watching me.

"He's almost finished and will be back shortly." I tell them.

"Bella, may I use your phone please?" Carlisle says. This is an odd request but I hand it to him willingly. I watch as Carlisle enters a phone number and puts the phone to his ear.

"Edward, while I am sure Bella would love to hear all those wonderful things you want to do to her, this is your father and it is a physical impossibility." He says to him nearly laughing. I put my face in my hands, mortified that Carlisle heard something intended for my ears alone. I know I am as red as the roses in Esme's garden.

"Edward, I want to make plans for us to go to dinner tonight and will not take no for an answer." Carlisle says sternly.

"No. You can do it some other time. Your mother and I want to spend time with you and Bella. We can go out tonight and you can take her out tomorrow." He says, looking at me. He is very handsome and I can see where Edward gets his extreme good looks. He has his mother's hair and smile but the rest is clearly all Carlisle.

"Wait, both of you." I interrupt the conversation and everyone looks at me. "I do not have anything to wear to any dinners. I packed for a winter vacation at Lake Tahoe and nothing more. This visit to your home was unplanned and unexpected and I am not prepared for any outings." I say to them firmly.

"You are on speaker son." Carlisle says.

"Bella, you have plenty in your wardrobe that is appropriate for dinner in Napa, but that dress you wore for me is for my eyes only, do you understand?" He says to me and I smile openly at that.

"I understand, Edward. Do I have time to drive into town to do a little shopping before you are done with Jasper?" I ask him.

"Yes, I can always find something to do here. But hurry home to me, Bella." I blush at that.

"Edward, do I need to remind you that you are on speaker?" I say, looking at his parents.

"Nope. I know. I just don't want to be away from you for long. Mom will you take Bella shopping and make sure it's on my account?"

"It would be my pleasure, son. It's been a long time since I've gone girl shopping." Esme says, clapping her hands. It reminds me of Alice in a way. "Do we need to shop for the dinner on Sunday?" She asks Edward.

"No, I have that covered." He replies.

"Bella, will you take me off speaker please?" I pick up the phone, clicking the speaker button and put the phone to my ear.

"I miss you Bella. I can't stand to be away from you. I feel like a prepubescent teenager. It's almost embarrassing." He admits openly, chuckling at himself. I move from the table across the terrace for some privacy.

"Edward, I missed you the moment you drove away this afternoon. I will be back soon and will text you when I arrive so we can meet up, alright?" I say quietly for his ears only.

"I love you, baby." He says.

"Edward?"

"Yes."

"I … need you." I say to him quietly and there is silence on the phone.

"Do I need to come home right now?" He asks in a rush.

"Yes." I answer in a rush and he hangs up without a response.

"Esme, I am going to run to Edward's and freshen up a bit and change out of these clothes I have traveled in this morning and I will meet you here or you can pick me up in an hour?" I say, totally giving myself away with my blush.

"Of course, dear." She replies, smiling her understanding. "Tell Edward not to keep you long." And she walks into the house with Carlisle, arm in arm and I suspect they have the same plan in mind.

I quickly walk the road to Edward's and he drives up behind me and takes me the rest of the way to his house. We rush upstairs to his room and I don't even take the time to notice my surroundings before we throw our clothes off everywhere. Edward rushes to me, lifting me and I immediately wrap my legs around his waist feeling him enter me in one thrust.

We move to the sitting area and he sits in an armless chair which allows me to straddle him comfortably with my feet resting on the floor. He has a hold of my hips, helping me move up and down on him and I know I am ready to cum almost immediately.

"Edward… I'm ready… please…I need to cum… Now" I say feeling myself tighten around him.

"Me too, baby… c…cum for me… I can't hold b… back." He says in a groan and he moves my hips front and back over his cock and I can feel my clit rub against him and it intensifies it even more and I can't hold it back any longer.

"Fuck, Edward… I'm cumming." I breathe into his ear.

"I love you so much, Bella…" And we cum together in the shortest fuck session on record. I think I should call Guinness but they would want proof.

"Shit Edward, what was that, 3 minutes?" I say and we both start laughing out loud.

"Was it that long?" He says between laughs and heavy breaths. He pulls me down to him and I rest my head on his shoulder until my breathing returns to normal.

"I think your mom and dad know what we were planning here." I say, still resting on him, still feeling him inside me.

"Oh, I guarantee they did. I inadvertently told my dad I wanted to do this to you." Edward blushes I think. I know I did.

"I also think they were planning their own little tryst." I say before I bend down to kiss his soft, warm lips.

"Again, I know they were. If you think I can't pass up on opportunity to be with you, my father is just as bad with my mother. The stories I could tell, but won't. He and my mother are very active if you know what I mean."

"I find that incredibly sweet and wonderful that they still want each other this way." I say, taking his earlobe in between my lips and I feel him coming to life again inside of me.

~BD~

"Bella, this is not too expensive, now stop, please. Edward wants you to have this so please let him get it for you." Esme says loudly.

"Esme, I can't have him spend his money on me like this. He is having Alice get me a gown for the dinner as it is and I don't want him to spend his hard earned money on me like that." I say to her firmly.

"Bella, do you not know of Edward's situation? Has he not told you how wealthy he is?" She asks quietly.

"No, and I don't expect him to talk to me about it but I don't want him wasting his money on me." I reply.

"Bella, honey, Edward can live very, very comfortably off the interest alone that his money earns him. Trust me, him buying you this dress and shoes will not even put a blip on his bank account statement. Now, we are getting this and you will not argue with me." She says, wrapping her arm around my shoulder guiding me to the woman at the counter.

"Hello, again, Mrs. Cullen. It's been a long time since you visited our store. The last time I saw you, you were here with Leah when they announced their wedding. Tell them congratulations for me since I don't see her in here anymore." The girl at the register says with a beaming smile. "No, Jennifer, Edward and Leah parted company about three years ago. But this is Bella, she is with Edward now and will be a regular in your store alright?" Esme says.

"Hello, Bella, I am s..so s..sorry, I..I didn't know. I…" She stammers.

"Please don't, Jennifer. You didn't know so please don't stress yourself. I will take this dress and I believe Edward has an account I would like to charge it to please." I say to her while she nods her head trying to hide her blush.

After several hours of shopping, Esme and I head back to the winery. I text Edward that we are on our way and he replies that he will meet me at the house and to have Esme drop me off there.

"Edward says to drop me off at his house. What time to you want to meet us for dinner?" I ask her.

"Why don't you and Edward come to the house around 6:00 for cocktails and we can leave from there. Carlisle will have made the reservations." She answers.

"Thank you, Esme, for taking me out today. I appreciate all your help."

"Bella, you are with Edward now. You are part of our family and we take care of our family." She says to me, placing her hand on my hand.

I smile at her kind words and I tell her we will see her at six. I waive at her as she drives away and take my bags into the house as I am greeted by Rebecca.

"Welcome home, Ms. Bella."

A/N: Finally out of Tahoe; home in Napa. The journey begins. Now click that button down there and tell me what you think… what you think might happen, because I have it planned already but want to hear your ideas….you never know they might creepy in.