A/N: I apologize for this chapter being so late. I had a touch of writer's block. My writing and posting schedule are off due to being a lot busier at work lately. Once we're through July, it will settle down for a while. Because of this, I'm not going to say specific posting days, I'll just be posting when I have something.

Happy reading!

28

"How many boxes of books do you have?" Edward asks from the living room of his, I mean our, apartment. It was a few weeks after him asking me to move in and we'd spent the day bringing my things over from my apartment. Emmett and Jasper had helped with beer promised as payment. The guys had done most of the heavy lifting, while Alice and Rose helped organize everything once it made it to Edward's place. Even with their assistance, it was still chaos, boxes everywhere. I hadn't realized how much stuff I had, until now.

"Only three." I called from the bedroom as I put my clothes in the half of the closet, he'd emptied out for me. Granted, there were three very full, very heavy boxes. I'd purged a lot of them before the move.

I hear his footsteps as he comes into the bedroom. "Do you have enough room?" I look over at where he's standing in the doorway, watching as I hang the rest of my shirts in the closet.

I nod. "Plenty."

"Good." He pushes off the door, coming over and wrapping his arms around me, pulling me close. He hums when he presses his lips against mine. "I like having you here."

"It's only been a few hours." I put my arms around his neck. "You could still change your mind."

"Never." He kisses me again, hands traveling under the back of shirt, fingers tracing along the skin of my lower back.

"What about when my hair clogs the drain and I snore?" I ask.

He laughs against my neck, placing a kiss below my ear that makes me shiver. "You don't snore, baby. But you do talk in your sleep."

I pull back, shoving his shoulder in outrage. "I do not!"

He laughs, "Yes, you do."

"Sure." I reply skeptically. "And what do I say?"

"Last night, it was 'oh, Edward, do it again!'" he says it in a breathy feminine voice that makes me slug him in the shoulder.

"You're such an asshole." I laugh when he tackles me to the bed, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Yeah, you're right." He kisses me. "You said that when you were awake."

I roll my eyes. "Why did I agree to move in with you again?"

"You love me."

I run my fingers through his hair, and he closes his eyes. "Yeah, I guess I do. Doesn't that suck?"

He laughs, laying his head against my chest as we lay here for a moment in silence.

"I really am happy you're here." He kisses my collarbone.

"How long do you plan on keeping me?" I rub his back, making him sigh in contentment.

"Ms. Swan, I plan on keeping you forever."

A/N: When I started this story, I didn't expect it to become so fluffy, but I'm here for it.

See you next time.