So, we've started a new journey. I do have a blog for this story. A link for the blog is on my profile. On the blog, there will be picture teasers, teasers and pervy picture teasers. This story is going to be quite steamy and it's pre-written.

I also forgot to thank my beta, Sally, for magical red pen and making sure that the commas and such were in the right spot. You are amazing. Thank you for suggestions and guidance! ;-)

Now, onto the story …

Chapter Five

Bella did enjoy her time helping out Edward, Garrett, and their crew for those first few weeks of the renovations of her house. With the guidance of Garrett and Edward, she did work out some of her anger and aggression during the demolition of her new home. She took great pleasure in destroying the oyster bathroom. She did have to go to the emergency room for slicing open her hand, though. Edward took her since Garrett needed to be there to supervise the demolition.

And a loopy Bella was a flirty Bella.

"Did you know you have pretty eyes?" Bella giggled, holding her injured hand to her chest. She looked much younger than her thirty-six years. Her brunette hair was braided over her shoulders, and her porcelain skin was free of any makeup. "They're the same shade as the trees surrounding my property. So pretty." Her other hand traced underneath Edward's eyes, slowly moving down his jaw.

"Um, thank you," Edward chuckled. "Do you want me to take you back to the house or drive you back to the apartment?"

"Probably to the apartment," Bella cooed, leaning her head on Edward's shoulder. She threaded her arm threw his and sighed contentedly. Her fingers danced along Edward's arm, and every soft caress went directly to his dick. She gasped lightly when she saw the ink on his bicep. "You have a tattoo?"

"Yeah. Garrett and I both got them when we finally started making a profit and not having to pay back our investors," Edward chuckled.

"Do you have any more?" Bella asked, her voice dropping huskily.

"A couple more, but nothing as big as this one," Edward answered, his cheeks becoming pink.

"Mr. Masen, you're blushing," Bella giggled. Leaning forward, he felt her lips against his ear. "I have two tattoos, too." Edward gulped, keeping his eyes on the road. Though his mind was imagining where those tattoos were located on Bella's sexy body. "One I got when I was in college with Essie. The other, I got …"

"Bella?" Edward murmured after she trailed off. Bella was idly playing with the hem of his T-shirt. "Is it a tribute?"

"Yeah," she whispered.

"I have one of those, too. On my back. A fallen angel, commemorating my mother," he said, taking her good hand in his. "She died when I was in college from a brain aneurysm."

"I'm so sorry," Bella sniffled. She looked at Edward's strong profile, gathering the courage to explain her tribute tattoo. "Mine is a pair of angel's wings, also on my back. My father passed away after a long battle with cancer. Shortly after he died, I was told I could never have children due to horrible endometriosis. Even with surgery, it's unlikely. So, I got the angel's wings commemorating my father, watching me from heaven and any children that …"

"I'm sorry about your father and about your condition. You would have made an amazing mother," Edward said softly, pulling into Escala. She nodded, tears falling down her cheeks. What started as a playful conversation turned into something serious. Parking the car, Edward turned and hugged Bella. She melted against Edward's strong chest. She pressed her ear just above his steadily beating heart. He tenderly rubbed his arms along her back, secretly enjoying feeling her body pressed to his. "If you ever want to talk, other than about the house, you have my number, Bella."

"I'd like that," she said, her voice stuffy from holding back tears. "I don't have very many friends in Seattle yet."

"Well, now you do," Edward said, pulling back. He gave her a crooked grin. "Do you want help up to the apartment?"

"I should be fine. I know you have to go back," Bella said, wiping her eyes with her good hand.

"I do. I'm Garrett's ride back to his apartment," Edward chuckled. "Do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?"

"Just no more destroying things," Bella laughed. "I do have to go to work next week. Meet me at eight?"

"How about I take you out shopping? We still need to pick the countertops for the kitchen and bathrooms," Edward smirked.

"You do know how to charm a girl. It's a date," she chuckled.

A/N: Some Edward and Bella flirting … Leave me some!