CHAPTER SIXTEEN
"You're home!" Savannah greeted me at the door when I finally was able to shake Seth and get home.
"Yes I am." I replied.
"Uncle Edward has something very romantic planned upstairs." She smiled and came a little closer to me, "You kind of smell though."
"Gee thanks. I have been working out all day, you goof."
"Maybe you should take a shower in my bathroom before seeing him. I have bubble gum body wash." She suggested.
"Thanks kid but I think I'll take my chances. After you're engaged the mystery is kind of over."
I laughed as Savannah looked positively confused. Climbing the stairs I started to wonder just what Savannah's idea of romantic was. At her age it should include an overly large stuffed bear with an "I love you" heart.
When I opened the door my jaw started to drop. Laid out on the floor was dark red velvet cloth and upon it what I could only imagine was dinner. The fire-place was going as well as some sporadic candles.
Edward was sitting in his high back chair with a glass of wine in his hands. I slowly closed the door behind me.
"Uh…what's all this for?" I asked.
Edward got up from his chair and sauntered over to me and handed me the glass of wine. He didn't say a word but I could see it in his eyes, passion. I took a sip.
"Are you trying to get me drunk? You know you don't have to do all this, like I said before I'm a sure thing." I giggled.
Edward came a little closer with a soft smile on his lips; he pulled me to him and started to nuzzle his face into my hair, retreating with a kiss on my neck.
"Let's have some dinner." He whispered.
"I thought we were…" I gestured toward the bed.
"Later." He replied and took my hand guiding me over to the picnic in front of the fire.
I thought back to Savannah's and my little conversation maybe I should have taken her up on that shower.
"Ugh, you know what? I'm just going to jump into the shower real quick. I probably smell like someone's smelly armpit." No mystery here ladies and gentleman.
"Bella, you're fine. Please I want you to at least eat something before you pass out on me again."
"Really I'll be five minutes. Please, you smell like roses and I am probably the equivalent to the trash heap. Five minutes." I pulled myself away from Edward and hurried toward the bathroom. I shed my clothes quickly tossing them toward the hamper.
I turned the shower water on to a nice warm temperature and jumped in. I was right in the middle of shampooing my hair when I heard Edward join me. He promptly took over my task and I melted into him. He turned me around and helped the water rid the soap from my hair. I had my eyes closed to keep the water from getting in them when I felt Edward's mouth suddenly attach himself to my breast.
How long had it been since I was able to feel this fantastic? I moaned out loudly. I was so tired. Physically and mentally but man this felt amazing. I think Edward knew I wouldn't be able to make it through the whole show at this point so he jumped a couple of scenes and went straight to the finale. Backing up into the bench he sat upon it and helped sit me down on his strong harden cock. Both knees were straddling him as he helped raise me up and down.
"That's right baby." He chanted into my ear.
I grabbed his neck and brought him in for a rough kiss. I tried squeezing begging for more friction.
"Edward, fill me. I want to feel your cum fill me." I begged. Something about my statement turned Edward into an animal. He quickly got up, his body never releasing me and pushed me up against the shower wall furiously pounding into me over and over.
This is soo what I needed. I felt it building and then perfect euphoria. My screams only second to Edward's groans when he finally filled me.
If I wasn't tired before, I certainly was now. I practically melted into Edward's chest. He finished washing us as I started to drift asleep.
"No, baby. You need to wake up. I want you to eat dinner."
"No." I protested.
"Yes. Just stay awake a little longer and then you can pass out on me again."
I pouted and turned around to grab my towel. I wrapped myself in it and began to trot off toward the bed. I threw myself upon it not caring that I was still soaking wet.
"Bella, I mean it. Up." Edward said with authority. I didn't move.
"I knew I shouldn't have let you leave until you ate something." He sighed.
"Please I just want to sleep. I'm not even hungry." Yeah that was a lie but my need to sleep was far greater than my need to eat.
"I find that hard to believe. Come on. I made your favorite. Can't you give me at least twenty more minutes?"
Nothing.
"You're making me feel cheap over here. You just use me for sex and then nothing."
I jumped up. "That's not true and you know it."
"Well, now that you're up. Would you care to join me soon to be Mrs. Cullen?" he motioned for me to sit on the floor in front of the food.
"You don't have to call me that. Don't you think that name is rather long?" I asked.
"Are you kidding me? I practically wanted to kill the woman today as she kept referring to you as Miss Swan."
"Well, that is my name, Mr. Cullen."
"Not to me it isn't." he passed me a shirt to put on and I joined him on the floor.
"So, you're going to be pretty unhappy if I don't legally change my last name?" I asked coy.
Edward looked to me with concern, "You're not planning on changing your name?"
"If you keep me from sleep, there's no telling what I am capable of." I taunted.
He rolled his eyes and shook his head, "Then by all means let's get you fed before you turn nasty."
Edward put on some boxers before dishing up a plate for me. I pulled my fork out and started to do as sir requested and eat.
"So…you never did tell me why you did all of this." I gestured to the room.
"Do I need a reason to dote on my fiancé?"
I gave him a look.
"I wanted to have some time with you. You…we've been so busy lately and I feel like we don't spend time with one another anymore. I miss you. Today when I heard that you were able to open up to a complete stranger about the wedding, I kind of felt left out. You haven't really ever discussed wedding stuff with me."
I looked down ashamed. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry, Bella. I just was hoping that we could make some time to talk about some stuff."
It didn't look like I was getting to sleep anytime soon.
"Okay. What do you want to talk about first?" I asked.
"Why won't you tell me what you really want? For the wedding." Edward started with.
I sighed. "Because I know you would do everything in your power to make it happen and even though I love that about you. It's just not possible and I think you would be disappointed as well. Emily gave me some good suggestions today. She said that there are wineries in Santa Barbara that may give me the feel I was hoping to achieve."
"Winery?" he asked. I nodded.
"Oh. Why would you think I would be disappointed with that? I love wine."
I smiled, "I know." I took a couple of moments. "Emily asked me to close my eyes and try to picture the wedding. I couldn't picture anything but people. She asked about our first date and it was then when I realized what my idea of the perfect wedding would be. And then I quickly realized that it would be wrong."
"Bella, please just tell me." He pleaded.
"I would want something small. That goes against what I know you already want. If I didn't take into consideration you or my family and friends I would want to get married where we fell in love."
"Italy." He said softly.
I nodded my head slowly.
Edward looked to be in thought. "Well, we could get married in Italy. I love Italy."
"No, Edward. It wouldn't be right. I don't want to have to force all my family and friends the inconvenience of having to go all the way over there. Even if we were to pay some of their way, we would be taking people away from their jobs and lives. I don't want to be selfish. Plus I know that you want to invite like a gazillion people so…"
I could tell he was still in thought and I felt like he was almost saddened by the idea.
"You never told me what your idea of a perfect wedding would be? Do you have any ideas?" I asked.
Edward smiled a little, "I guess when I close my eyes I just picture you. Coming down the aisle in white. That's all I need."
"So are you opened to the winery idea?"
"I don't know." He said picking at his food.
"Well, I'm all for suggestions."
"Bella, if that is what will make you happy then yes but part of me feels irritated that I now know that's not what you want. I wanted to give you something that you would want."
"Well, technically isn't it my family's job to pay for this thing and give me what I want?" I tried to joke.
"Your parents aren't paying for this. Not when we are both earning enough to pay for it ourselves, it's a new day. You can also inform them that I will not be requiring a dowry."
"Great, now what are we going to do with the oxen roaming around our plot out back." I put my plate down and crawled over to sit myself in Edward's lap. "You don't need to be irritated. I won't care what we do as long as at the end of the day I can officially call myself Mrs. Edward Cullen."
We ended our first peace talks with a kiss.
Mike Newton was standing behind me with his arms around me and his lips near my neck when Jacob walked in and on us during rehearsal on Monday.
"Once again, thank you, Bella. This is sooo much better than Tanya." Mike said in my ear.
"Just watch those hands, mister." I joked.
Mike wasn't all that bad. He had his diva moments but I think he learned quick that I was unimpressed with that kind of attitude. Really the rehearsals with him were going good now that I had somewhat of an idea of what I was supposed to be doing. He was a good partner.
"I think your lady in waiting is irritated by us." Mike said slightly nodding his head toward Jacob.
I laughed out loud, if he only knew. Lady in waiting.
"Okay, can we please focus?" Audrey scolded us loudly.
After another couple turns Audrey released us to lunch break.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" I started to wipe off my sweat with my handy towel.
"Well, I thought I would come down and take you to lunch but it looks like you're already someone else's meal." Jacob looked menacingly over to Mike who was taking his time wiping the sweat from himself.
I rolled my eyes, "Now, now don't be jealous. Just because Mike is going farther than you ever will with me, it's no reason to be jealous." I taunted.
Jacob looked down and I could tell my words hurt him.
"I'm sorry. That was bitchy." FUCK!
"Don't worry about it. I'll see you later." Jacob turned to leave.
"Wait, what about lunch?" I asked.
"Forget it." And he kept walking.
Well shit.
I sighed and took out my phone.
"Hey, want to grab some lunch? Are you busy?"
"No. I…I'll be right there. I thought Jacob was going to take you to lunch." Edward replied.
"Well…he had to do something." I shook my head hoping Edward would drop it. "Do you want to meet up at the cafeteria?"
"How long do you have? Maybe we can go across the street?"
"I'm not the freshest of daisies. I think I would prefer the cafeteria." I replied.
"Okay, I will see you there. Love you baby."
"I love you too." And I hung up the phone.
The whole walk to the cafeteria, I couldn't help but beat myself up for my insensitive comment to Jacob. I was hoping he would give me the time to apologize later but usually he could be a stubborn brat when he wanted to be.
Edward and I both grabbed our food and walked over to a decent table in the corner to eat. A cheeseburger for him a salad for me. I didn't want to think how a cheeseburger would not be my friend while I was being picked up and dancing all around this afternoon.
"So I heard you told Jacqueline she could be a bridesmaid. I was wondering if you have thought about who you wanted to ask to stand beside you that day." Edward who always found opportunity to bring up wedding talk didn't waste any time today.
"Yeah and I asked Angela to be my maid of honor but I haven't really thought about it much past that." I admitted.
"Well, I would like to know sooner than later if possible so I can determine how many groomsman I need." He noted.
"I just thought there was some sort of Tria Fata mandate to include your bros."
Edward furrowed his brow, "Is everything okay with you?"
"Sorry, I guess I'm just an all-around bitch today. I'm sorry." I apologized again.
"Honey, what's going on?"
"It's nothing. I'm sorry. So who are you planning on asking to be your groomsman. Maybe if I know how many guys you want to have on your side it will help with determining who I ask." I tried to bring the conversation back into friendly waters.
"Well, I asked Jacob to be my best man…"
"What?" I interrupted him. "Isn't that kind of…mean?" I asked.
"No. He said he would be honored."
"Edward, you know how Jacob feels about me. Isn't it mean to make him stand beside you while I marry you?"
"Baby, Jacob is happy for us. Plus I know that even though he will never be a second I still have respect for him and the commitment he was willing to make." Edward explained.
"I would have thought that Emmett would have been your best man." I grumbled.
"Well, in Emmett's mind he is. And he already told Jacob that he was taking over the Bachelor party." Edward shook his head at the idea.
"Bachelor party… like where you boys go off and get plastered and then sleep with strippers?" I asked uneasy.
"Bella, I would never." Edward assured.
I sat there stabbing at a piece of chicken in my salad. I felt Edward reach across and take a hold of my hand.
"I'm serious, baby. I would never do anything like that. Emmett knows this."
I looked up to him briefly, "okay." I whispered.
"So, I was going to ask Emmett, and Jasper and Carlisle." Edward said.
"Does that mean I have to ask Alice and Esme?"
"No. You ask who you want. Don't make this about couples. You didn't mention Rosalie." He noted.
"I think I was planning on asking Rosalie."
"But not Alice."
"Alice and I aren't as close anymore. I wish I could say that we were but to be honest no I wasn't planning on asking Alice, but I could. I just figured with the baby and all she wouldn't be up to it but maybe seeing your numbers I might have to. If I have Rosalie, Jacqueline and Angela that still leaves me one short."
I sat there for a moment in thought and then an idea came to me.
"Edward, do you think Embry would be upset if I asked him to stand on my side? I know it's weird but I have this bond with him and I can't imagine anyone better. I don't trust a lot of people but I trust Embry."
"Do you think he would be comfortable with that? I already figured that you would want Savannah and Gracie to be flower girls. If you'd like I could ask him to be a groomsman."
"But then that would mean I would need to find two more girls. UGH! This is so frustrating." I complained.
"We will figure this out. Don't get frustrated. Who says we need to have an even number. They don't have to walk together. Just ask who you want and don't pick someone out of obligation."
"Okay."
"So, I have everything booked for tomorrow. We are leaving for D.C. at ten AM. Seth has a plane to take us to New York for Thursday's show. I still think it will be better that we stay in New York the night before since you have such an early call time. I can ask Ian to book us a room. Emma's coming too right?"
"Yes. Emma is coming too. Maybe if I tell Gracie that she will get to wear a pretty princess dress for the wedding then she won't be so upset about not getting to come with us on this trip." I pondered.
I was worried when my five-year old threw one of her epic fits over not being able to go on "vacation" with us. We tried to explain to her it wasn't a vacation but she still didn't understand why I would be leaving for so long and not taking her with.
"Bella, she will be fine. She just needs to see you leave and come home again. That is the only way she will get over this abandonment issue." Edward squeezed my hand. I knew he was right but I still felt bad when I knew that I was the cause for her tears.
We boarded our plane the next morning and I hardly had time to rest before I was taken over to a costumer and had to go through a final wardrobe fitting. I was happy that I didn't need to rehearse that day; I think my body needed the rest. I had never been to Washington D.C. so after my fitting Edward arranged for a car to drive us around while he pointed out highlights.
Wednesday was the first time we would be able to rehearse in the actual space for our performance. I'm not going to lie, being in the Opera House up on that stage was a little daunting but I was hoping that by Sunday it would be old hat.
Edward and I along with our assistants flew to New York later that evening and stayed at the Ritz-Carlton near Central Park. I was unable to enjoy New York the way I wanted. I knew I needed to be on set bright and early the next morning so by the time we arrived to the hotel and after a little room service I was sent to bed for the night.
A car was sent to pick us all up the next morning and take us to NBC studios where they filmed The Onion morning talk show. We were greeted pleasantly and I was pushed into hair and makeup directly. Marcus had made me a special power suit for the occasion which I was sure not to wrinkle. The last thing I needed was one very pissed off mister yelling at me from across the country.
"Bella, can I introduce you to the ladies?" Jenna who was an employee from the show was sent to be in charge of me that day.
"Yes, I'm ready." I think looking back I was amazed at how calm I felt. In the past just the idea of having to be in front of the camera made me nauseous but now I guess I was just getting used to it. Maybe I should have noted that it was always calm before the storm.
"This is Bella Swan your co-host for today, ladies."
The three ladies were in different modes of readiness. Daisy was still having makeup put on her. Danielle was lounging on a chair reading the newspaper and Missy was on her phone drinking coffee while texting I assume.
"Hi." I gave a sheepish hello.
"Bella, it's nice to have you. Now where is that yummy fiancé of yours?" Daisy turned in her chair to address me.
I laughed a little. "Oh, I think he's around here somewhere."
"Let me see that ring in person." Danielle jumped up and came over to exam my hand, "Oh god this is gorgeous."
"Is it true you broke up with him after he proposed?" Missy asked.
"Uh…you shouldn't believe everything you read." I replied.
"So what's the true Hollywood story?" she pressed.
"Missy, stop it. Bella is our guest." Daisy warned.
"Mrs. Hauser, I have your daughter on line three." An assistant approached Missy cautiously. Missy looked back to me one last time.
"See you on the panel, Bella." And then she left.
"Don't mind her. She can be a tad bitchy but she's a slave to ratings." Danielle rolled her eyes.
"Is that why she always instigates arguments and then runs off stage crying over how she's a victim?" I asked.
Daisy laughed, "You got it. Every time she does it, it's a ratings bonanza. She thinks that if she does it then the producers will never want to terminate her contract since she's the cause of it all."
"Doesn't that get irritating?" I asked.
"Whatcha gonna do. A couple of years ago, no one knew any of us and now we are on one of the highest rated shows. Sometimes you just have to roll over and take it." Danielle replied.
I sat down in a chair thinking over their words I couldn't imagine having to work with someone like that. I mean they didn't say she was a bitch but still. I was suddenly happy knowing I didn't have to take a job unless I wanted to do it. I would never be forced to work with someone so…horrible ever again.
Edward showed up and the girls jumped up to introduce themselves.
"Edward, you have to be on panel sometime. We would love to have you." Daisy cooed.
"Thank you. I will think on it."
"We are having a nice time with your fiancé, I'm sure she will do fine today." Danielle said.
"I'm sure she will. Bella's the best." Edward praised as he came over to stand beside me. "Nervous?"
"If I was, it wouldn't do well to ask." I teased him.
"You're going to be amazing. I will be standing right back here, rooting you on."
"Ladies, we are on in five. Please take your places. Bella, they will introduce you so you can stay back here until they call you." A stage manager said.
"See you out there." Daisy winked and waved as she passed.
I started to hug myself to Edward.
"Marcus would kill you if you wrinkled the suit." Edward said softly.
"I don't care. I needed a hug." I replied.
"Well in that case." Edward squeezed me tighter.
We stayed like that for a couple of minutes until it was time.
Daisy did my introduction, "Our guest panelist today is a rising star. You may have recently seen her at the American Music Awards performing a duet with E.C. Crime. She has not one but two albums coming out on January thirteenth and she can be seen performing this Sunday for the President of the United States in a tribute honoring Babette Brice for the Kennedy Center Honors. Please welcome to our panel, Isabella Swan."
I squeezed Edward's hand one last time and started the walk to my place remembering Marcus's words of smiling. There was the standard applause and cheering as I took my seat.
"Welcome Bella." Danielle said.
"Thank you. I am honored."
"Well we have a plethora of topics to discuss today and we will have Jordan Woodson here to perform a track off his new country album later on in the show. But first we wanted to find out more on our guest today. We will be talking about Isabella's road to success and how she managed to land one of the sexiest men on the planet. After the break." Missy took us out to commercial and I breathed a sigh; knowing I would be on the chopping block next.
I looked over to Edward who was standing back stage away from audience view, he gave me a thumbs up.
"Bella, here's a list of topics we are going to be discussing today, okay?" Daisy slid a short list over to me.
A topic in health, yippee! The incoming President and Inauguration coming up. Great more politics. And the controversy surrounding Bree Tanner. Really we're still on this. Ugh!
Bree Tanner is a child star who took some rather grown up photos and it sent the media into frenzy. The girl was seventeen and the photos weren't even that racy considering there were younger celebrities doing far worse. The public was just upset because they had seen this poor girl grow up and weren't ready to release her from childhood yet.
The commercial break was over and the ladies started their questioning. Most of the questions they wanted to know about had to deal with the wedding. They wanted to know the dates, location, what I was planning on wearing. But I managed to give very little detail. I guess it helped that Edward and I hadn't planned a lot yet so I wasn't being completely dishonest.
The first topic was underway; a discussion on glutton which I was not versed in so I kept my interaction to a minimum. The second topic regarding the incoming President got racy as there were very strong opinions on both sides of the fence. Did I mention that I hated politics?
"Bella, how do you feel about the incoming President?" Danielle asked.
"I'm not about to state who I voted for but I will say that when it comes down to it; come January another person will take office and I will support him as our President like I supported our current President. I am proud to come from the United States and I think when it comes down to it we should try to do what we can to support our country."
"It doesn't concern you that a person may take office and drive our country into the ground? You'll just support him because a majority of people voted for him." Missy asked.
"Like you said, a majority of people. I'm not going to go home and lose sleep over it. I would rather go home and lose sleep over the issues. Global warming. The war. Health care and unemployment. The President is one man, I think we forget that there is a whole bunch of other elected positions that have been tasked to deal with these matters and so maybe we should focus on our senators and house representatives just as much as our President." I countered.
"Ladies, I think we have spent enough time on this topic and we really need to move on to the next. After the break. Bree Tanner, has she gone too far?" Daisy took us out and I was just relieved that we would finally be off of politics.
I smiled over to Edward and saw him mouth an "I love you" to me. I smiled. The show so far hadn't gone too bad and I was really starting to feel quite comfortable.
Once again we were back from break and Daisy set up the topic.
"Two weeks ago, photos were released that were set to appear in next month's Vanity Fair. Child star Bree Tanner was the focus for the article and since the controversy surrounding these photos, Vanity Fair has since pulled the article."
The photos were shown behind us. A young girl standing with a sheet wrapped around her staring out a window. You couldn't see anything more than her back and the sheet only dipped down to her mid back.
"With all the negative press, I still don't understand why she hasn't even released an apology." Missy said.
"Well, it's been two weeks. I think it's safe to say that an apology is not going to happen." Danielle replied.
"We've been talking about this for two weeks, Bella do you have a different view on the subject?" Daisy asked.
"Uh…well I guess I don't really understand why you are still talking about it. I don't really see what the big deal is to be honest." I replied.
"The big deal is that she is my daughter's role model." Missy said agitated.
"But that's not her job. Her job is not to be your daughter's role model. That's your job and if you can't do your job then you really can't get on anyone who would try."
Now I had done it. You could almost see Missy's pale face turn to brick-red. It looked like she was about to lash out at me but then she calmed herself and laughed a little.
"Oh Bella, maybe someday when you're a mother you'll understand these things. You have a long road ahead of you. In fact someday you'll have to explain some of your choices to your children. You surround yourself with…controversial people that may not be the healthiest "friends" for your future kids. IF you and Edward have kids."
Okay now she'd done it.
I laughed a little, "Um…controversial people? What? Who are you referring to, Missy?" Yes, I just said her name like it was a scolding.
"Uh ladies…" Daisy tried to interject.
"E.C. Crime, Marcus Volturi." She laughed a little, "Peter and Charlotte South."
And in this corner…
I wanted to refrain but something about mentioning my friends and family always made my blood boil.
"Oh Missy." I smiled. "If you want to say something negative about me then you go right ahead and say it. In fact ninety-nine percent of the time I'll probably agree with you. The moment you want to bring my family into this, we're going to have a problem. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for my family or friends. I would give up everything for them."
The change in my demeanor was evident.
"Now you mention some people in my life who I doubt you have even spent more than five minutes with because if you had you would know how truly good they are. What is it that bothers you so much about them? Is it Embry or E.C. Crime practicing his freedom of speech or is it Peter and Charlotte practicing their freedom of religion or Marcus practicing his right to the pursuit of happiness. Now just what kind of political agenda are you trying to push? I am loyal to my friends and family and you better believe that that is one of the first things I try to teach my children. Loyalty, compassion and human decency because I want to be my child's role model and when Edward and I have children these will be the values that we instill in them as well. So I suggest that stay away from subjects you know nothing of or you could run off stage "crying" hoping to get the "poor Missy" sentiment out of your audience; using them to boost your ratings. What's it going to be?"
I sat there with my eyes probably on fire, staring her down and waiting for her response. I felt like I was getting ready to go to war but she just sat there in what looked like a state of shock.
"And we will have Missy's decision, after the break." Danielle smiled to the camera.
"And we're out." The stage manager called.
I jumped up from my chair and went to find Edward. As soon as I got to him I was taken aback by him grabbing me and pulling me into the strongest kiss I had ever received.
"Uh…what was that for? You're not mad? I thought you'd be mad." I stuttered out.
"Mad? That was the fucking hottest thing I have ever seen. You just talked about our future children. I have been trying to get you to talk about kids for the longest. I have never been more turned on." Edward pulled me into another kiss.
"Wow, do you think the label's going to be mad?" I cringed.
"I don't give a fuck." He stated. Wow Edward wasn't one to cuss and now he was one leather jacket away from being a badass.
"Do you think Embry's going to be upset with me? I kind of just let the cat out of the bag on my relationship with Savannah and Gracie."
"Baby, don't worry about that. It was going to happen eventually. I think the only person that will be truly upset is Harvey Levin. He's going to wonder how he didn't find out sooner." Edward laughed.
Oh Harvey. TMZ has truly made you.
"Bella, are you going to come back and finish the show?" Daisy asked nervous. "I'm really sorry for what Missy did."
I furrowed my brow, "I would have thought you would have been upset with me."
"Are you kidding? That was awesome. Danielle and I never get to put her in her place. Plus, I think you may have just helped us gain a couple of rating points so…thank you."
I shook my head. I don't know if I could ever make a career in television. I would hate to be worried every week about rating points. At least with film once you're done, good or bad, you're done.
I guess I would have to see what fallout would come from this tomorrow but today I was a tad bit proud of myself.
AN: Big thanks to the community Olderward Stories for adding this story. I hope to post again on Sunday but I havent had a great amount of time this week to write. Work has been crazy busy and that's where I do most of my writing. THANK YOU for reading and reviewing, it's much appreciated!