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 Sixteen

"Edward! Garrett! Dinner's ready!" Bella shouted up the stairs. They blew out a breath and went down to the kitchen only to find it empty. They walked to the dining room, finding Bella in a nude nightie with a matching robe. The top was sheer and her dusty rose nipples were on display. Her hair was sexily tousled in loose curls and her makeup was subtle. Set on the table was a platter filled with beef tenderloin, cheesy potatoes, and broiled asparagus. "Sit! Do either of you want wine?" She held up two bottles. One was a merlot and the other was white, pinot grigio.

"The merlot," Edward said, sitting down at one of the table settings. "This smells delicious, Bella."

"Thank you. It's really easy. I think even Garrett can do it," she giggled, opening the wine bottle and attaching some sort of aerator.

"Hey! Don't tease the guy who can't cook," Garrett laughed. "I do pretty damn well, thank you very much." He sat down across from Edward. Bella was at the head of the table. "But, this has been the best weekend, food-wise. I may just move in, Bella. You can cook for me anytime."

She blushed, pouring the wine and sitting down. "I'm glad you appreciate my cooking, Garrett. Please, dig in! Both of you," she smiled, taking a hearty sip of her own merlot. Their plates were filled, and Edward speared a piece of meat for Bella while Garrett put on the vegetables. "Thank you." Edward caressed her cheek while Garrett placed his hand on her thigh. He rubbed it gently, hitching up her nightie. Bella gave him a playful glare.

Edward picked up his wine glass, smiling at his best friend and his gorgeous lover. Girlfriend, maybe? "I want to propose a toast. To old friends, new beginnings, and taking things one step at a time," he said, smiling crookedly, his white teeth gleaming under the soft lights of the chandelier.

"I'm not that old," Garrett scoffed.

"I've known you for fifteen years, Garrett. You're old to me," Edward laughed. "But, is that a gray hair?"

"What?" he barked, running to the mirror that was hanging over the sideboard. Bella and Edward giggled at Garrett's vanity as he frantically looked for this alleged gray hair. "You're an asshole, Edward. I do not have any gray hair."

"If you do … dye 'em," Bella retorted. "Do you think this mane is natural? Every six weeks, my salon gets a $150 bucks from me to maintain these lush, chocolate locks." She picked up her own wine glass, staring at both of them. "My own toast. Thank you, both of you, for making this house into a home and for renovating more than just the rooms inside of here, but this." She placed her fist over her heart. She smiled softly, clinking her wine glass with theirs. "Now, please, eat before the food gets cold."

They dug into their meal. It was delicious and filling. During dinner, Bella asked about the renovations for the Cope's house, and Edward eagerly described what they wanted. It made the meal fly by, and soon, their plates were empty. Working together, they cleared the dining room table and made care packages for both Edward and Garrett. Stacked in her stainless steel fridge were the Tupperware containers for three meals for each man, plus a meal for Bella, too. Edward and Garrett did the dishes while Bella kept them company, laughing at their stories and flirting with them. Once the kitchen was clean, Edward slipped behind Bella and his arms wrapped around her waist. His lips found her neck, biting on her skin. Garrett picked up her arm, kissing her wrist and looking at her like she was now the beef tenderloin.

"Shall we go upstairs?" Edward purred against her ear. Bella nodded, sliding off the stool. Once she did, she was spun in Edward's arms and he kissed her, his tongue slipping between her sweet lips. Garrett moved behind her, kissing her neck and holding onto her hips. She moaned, deepening the kiss with Edward before pulling away and kissing Garrett, nipping at his lips. Edward's mouth glided down her neck, nibbling at the swell of her breasts. Garrett stopped, looking down at Edward. With another teasing kiss, both men guided her up to the romantically lit family room.

"Here?" Bella asked, her voice husky with desire.

"A change in locale seemed like the right thing to do," Garrett said, sliding her silky robe off her shoulders. "I want to fuck you over the side of this couch."

"I want you in your nook," Edward cooed, his hand tracing her collarbone. "We both want you …"

"Oh, please," Bella sighed, her breath picking up. She looked at both of them, wanting them to fill her, make her shout in pleasure.

A/N: You know what's going to happen next ;-). Leave me some!