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It's been a month since I first slept with Edward. I don't know what to do. I'm developing feelings for Edward. I started realizing my feelings a week ago. Every time I'm with Michael I feel like I'm cheating on Edward. When I'm with Edward I don't even think of Michael until I'm heading to bed. I have to figure out how to end things with either Michael or Edward. The problem is I don't know who to choose. It would be so much simpler to choose Michael because we are already married. If I choose Edward, who would accept us?

I do know I won't be making the decision this weekend. Edward is taking me somewhere, he won't tell me where. Michael is going out of town for a meeting with his suppliers. Michael told me Mr. Volturi is charging more for items because of a change to the manufacturing facility. It's cutting into Michaels profits so he's meeting with Mr. Volturi to see if something can change. Honestly, Michael has been on edge for the last two weeks because of this meeting. We've been arguing more because he's under so much stress.

Edward has been an absolute godsend because Michaels been stressing me out and Edward makes the world disappear. When I'm with Edward there's just so much chemistry. I don't find myself becoming bored when we talk about our day and the sex is so amazing. We don't get to rendezvous very often but when we do….

At the moment, I'm trying to concentrate on my conversation with Michael as we pack his bag so he can head to the airport.

"Bella, did you hear me?" Michael asked as he places his suit on the bed.

"I'm sorry, I was distracted. What were you saying?" I ask, grabbing his socks and boxers out of the dresser.

He looks at me with irritation and responds "I was saying I won't be home until after I meet with Mr. Volturi. He's an ass and even though we are scheduled to play golf on Saturday he'll probably push it back to Sunday as usual. The last two times I've met with him we didn't meet until the following day."

"I know baby. Remember we had to reschedule our anniversary date two years ago when he pushed your meeting back." I said as I counted his socks and underwear before placing them in the suitcase.

"I remember, that ended up being a great weekend when we finally had our date. I ended up proposing at that little beach house." He said, and then pecked my cheek.

I smiled and headed to the closet to retrieve his golfing outfit. "Yeah, and I'm surprised I said yes. You were so nervous all weekend that I started getting irritated at you. I packed up my stuff and was heading to the taxi to go home when you yelled out that you wanted to get married. I really should have told you no for the crappy vacation. But when I turned around you just had this adorable look on your face that I couldn't say no to." I came back into the room giggling.

Michael grabbed me and started tickling me. I ended up dropping the clothes in my hand onto the floor. "You little minx. What would you do without your loving husband. I was extremely nervous that weekend. We didn't talk about it but I knew you were it for me. I was originally going to purpose on our anniversary but since I had to push it back it made me even more nervous."

"Uncle, uncle." I said laughing as he tickled me. Somehow, we ended up on top of the clothes on the bed.

"Say you love me and that I'm the perfect husband or I won't stop." He said as he continued the tickle attach.

Gasping I replied "I I I love you. You're the perfect husband. Please stop."

He stopped and started kissing me. Slowly clothes were removed and we made love. This was the man I loved. He was my husband. I had to figure out what I wanted for my future.

Eventually, we finished packing his bag and I escorted Michael to the car as he headed towards the airport. Once he was behind the wheel he rolled down the window and I leaned in to give him a quick kiss. "Call me when you get there and be safe." I said as I pulled my head out.

"I'll call and I'll be back in a few days. You be safe too. I love you." He replied before putting the car in reverse.

As he backed down the driveway I yelled out "I love you too."