Waking up with Carlisle was pure bliss. I couldn't believe how we'd had started. It brought a smile to my face and made me laugh most of the time – I was an eager girl ack then. I knew what I wanted and that hadn't changed for me. And seeing just as much as Carlisle had wanted me to be here, with him, right now – I knew that it hadn't changed for him too.

Actually, to correct myself, it had changed – we respected each other more and valued honesty between us. We fucked it up once, no need for a repeat.

So, I respected the hell out of him when I woke up before him.

I looked at him, his mouth slightly open, eyes closed… He looked so peaceful, I almost felt bad slipping under the blanket. We had fallen asleep naked yesterday, not needing clothes when we were just the two of us.

I kissed his stomach and his hips, and I could feel him slowly waking up. Just as I heard him sigh, I put him in my mouth and sucked. Even under the blanket I heard him catch his breath.

He was hard in no time, swearing and hitting the back of my throat. I didn't want him to cum in my mouth, but I wanted him inside me. I was learning that I was selfish – when I wanted him I took him in my mouth, and when I wanted him inside me, I made it happen.

I peeked from the blanket and saw his eyes heavy with lust and sleep.

I didn't have to be vocal to him about how I wanted him to fuck me, and how I was just his and no one was going to touch me, like he is, not that anyone had a chance to. I didn't have to say this, but I often did, this time not being it.

He grabbed me and kissed me. He kissed down my neck, before he turned me around.

When he pushed my face in his soft mattress and grabbed my hair, I knew it was a wonderful way to wake up. When he checked if I was wet and slammed into me knowing I was wet and ready, I knew that it was going to be a momentous day.

He pushed inside me as he pulled my hair, I was a swearing mess as I came. And, just because I came, it didn't mean it was over. I was spasming and coming again, as he came. He relaxed his head, breathing in deep, evening out his heart beat.

''Good morning.'' He said as he kissed my shoulder blade ''Would you like some coffee?''

''I'd love that.'' I answered truthfully.

The gesture seemed so sweet and polite. I was thankful hat he rather enjoyed the rough kind of love making.

I was in his shirt, no underwear, sitting on the kitchen table, with a fresh cup of coffee in my hands. I watched as he flew across the kitchen, making us breakfast ''What are you making?''

He smiled at the products in front of him ''A grand old American breakfast – pancakes, scrambled eggs, bacon and some buttered toast.'' That was no breakfast, that was a feast! I wasn't going to say anything, as I was pretty damn hungry myself.

It felt like I would always be when I was around him.

''Sounds excellent Mr. Cullen.''

He came over to kiss me and went to work. I loved seeing him in the kitchen – he was such an amazing chef.

''How is Charlie?'' he asked me out of the blue. We had talked previously about the weather and not my father came up.

''He's good. Busy.'' I shrugged. The summer in New York meant more people getting at it. If the winter time had the most fucked up crimes, then in the summer it was more stupid. Kids getting in trouble over a stolen chocolate bar and that kind of stuff. The stuff Charlie always said he didn't have time to deal with whilst rolling his eyes.

''Yes, I can see that.'' I imagined that the hospital wasn't an empty place either. ''He's happy that you're back, right?''

I smiled ''What's this about?''

He looked at me, his eyes wide and innocent suddenly, over the bacon he was cooking. I knew he was about to say that he didn't know what I mean, but I just arched my brow at him, challenging him. He shrugged.

''We're friendly, the two of us. I can't help but to feel guilty I'm doing this to my friend's daughter, and that I might have stolen some of his father daughter bonding time.'' He didn't look me in the eyes as he said this. I knew him well enough, that he did that when he was feeling bad about something, but that it was equal amounts of stupid as well.

I hopped off the counter and hugged him from behind ''I'm not his little girl anymore and we ever really had these bonding times you are so worried of robbing him from.'' That was true, Charlie and I bonded over the fact that we both loved our free space at home. I added ''And, I can e with whomever I chose to be with.'' Before kissing his back.

He turned back to me and kissed me properly before saying ''Breakfast is ready.''

It was a good day, Carlisle and I spent the day in bed, eating and fucking, and watching movies both of us had missed. I was happy, I felt like I belong under his arm. So, when his phone went off, both of us stilled. We were afraid that something might not be going okay with Alice, but it was his work.

We both knew at that time, that we, at least him, had to go back to reality. Out of the bubble we had made today. It was supposedly Carlisle's free day, but as he once told me doctors don't get days off.

He picked up the phone of course.

I was about to do ungodly deeds to him again, as I saw my phone vibrate. Looking at it, I read a text from Jasper-

You up for a drink?

Before I could reply, Carlisle was off the phone, off the bed and off to get dressed. As he entered his closet, he explained ''There's an emergency. I told them what to do before I got there. Hopefully they'll comply and won't need my aid, but it isn't that easy. I'm sorry that I must go Bella.''

''It's alright. As fate would have it, Jasper is asking me out for drinks.'' He probably needed it after yesterday. I would need it as well, if it weren't from the bubble.

He nodded as he came back in view, dressed up ''That doesn't sound too bad actually. You'll get home safe?''

I nodded ''I'll call a cab, and text you. No worries.''

He leaned down to kiss me ''Have a wonderful time.''

As he stood up and walked away, I called out after him ''You too Dr. Cullen!''

I heard him laugh and call after me ''Always do!''

I didn't go back home to dress, using Carlisle's private shower to clean up, and putting on the jean skirt and the plain t-shirt I had on the previous day. I didn't feel like dressing up or putting a face full of make up knowing that it was hot, and I was seeing Jasper.

I saw his blonde locks at the bar, as I entered it. Jasper had promised to me that he knew the bartender at the place, and it seemed like he did, as the were chatting and laughing.

I went up to them, and as soon as Jasper saw me, he was all hugs and hellos towards me ''This is Garrett, he's a buddy of mine.''

I leaned over the counter to say hello, but suddenly, his face was serious ''Could I see some identification, miss?''

I could feel myself being stunned silent, knowing damn well I wasn't twenty-one yet. Just when I turned to Jasper, Garrett laughed whilst saying ''I'm sorry, I had to! Beer?'' he asked, as I nodded out of relief.

I saw Jasper laughing as well and told them they were assholes as I sat down next to Jasper. I couldn't help but to laugh with them at their silly joke.

The evening went fine and well. I was waiting to see Jasper sad and depressed when he didn't look like it. I knew people didn't always look depressed when they were sad, but his laugh seemed genuine. And his posture seemed more relaxed than I've seen in more than a year. Perhaps the break up was he had needed. I knew when I broke up with Edward I was sure felt more relaxed than sad. It saddened me a bit that their relationship had gotten that bad but perhaps it was for the best for both of them. I knew it certainly was the best for me after my relationship with Edward. I don't know if it was the best for him, knowing that even if it was, knowing who I was with – wasn't. I ignored that as hard as I could, as I sipped the last amounts of the fourth beer I had.

Jasper had already ordered our next round, and I didn't mind one bit that we would be drinking more. I didn't want to think that I was a home wrecker, even if I was.

Jasper and I ended up talking about relationships eventually. I think it was around beer number seven… Or was it eight? I lost count to be honest, allowing myself to feel free and have fun.

''I dunno, I look for a guy who can be nice towards people. Definitely smart and can laugh about himself.'' Garrett said, when Jasper asked him what he was looking for in a relationship.

I nodded ''Yes! That's what matters. You have to find someone who is going to love you the right way.'' I was thinking of Carlisle. I wanted to send him a dirty text just to remind him of me.

''I can't believe that you were with Edward back in high school.'' He laughed at me, remembering us both of that part of history. Turning to Garrett, he said ''The kid is such a tool now.''

I laughed along them ''I'm glad that my past relationship can amuse you.'' And even though I laughed about it, as if I just remember it again, I hated that he was on my mind so much these days.

''Ahh, Cullen fucking sucks, but he didn't suck that much back then, so you're forgiven.'' He put his arm around my shoulders.

''Yeah, if I hadn't fucked his dad maybe he'd be more chill.'' I laughed at my own joke. Jasper was right, he did suck, even back then. He always had a stick up his ass.

''What?'' Jasper slowly stopped laughing, watching me as a hawk. Garrett walked away, as a client cried for him to serve her, pushing her cleavage out towards him. Too bad he wasn't interested in them.

I laughed pointed at him ''Poor Garrett! Those girls don't have the chance and he has to endure this all night. As if we are a prize.'' I snickered. I was definably drunk.

My head swam, when he asked ''Bella, you fucked Carlisle?''

Jeez, I was so over it being a secret at this point. I felt like everyone knew, apart from his kids and my father. I smirked and felt myself slurring my words ''Who said I only did it once?''