Disclaimer: I asked for Twilight rights for Valentine's Day, but only got a New Moon poster. So, I still don't own it. Sorry.
Mini A/n: last chapter, gang! Here we go!
[ Edward ]
I loved that woman. I could never say it enough. She just…she was perfect for me. I grinned as I laid in bed, watching her as she snored, the sheets tucked up under her chin. I tried to keep myself from laughing as I ran the tip of my finger down the slope of her nose. She shifted and let out a small groan, not liking to be bothered while she slept.
I was so proud of her yesterday for standing up to Alice and giving her a taste of her own medicine. But I was also proud that she, in the end, did what she wanted, and still let Alice help out—she loved Bella like a sister and it was going to mean so much to her to be able to help put our wedding together. And on the plus side, Alice could make many of the major decisions for me, since she knew me inside and out. This would make it less stressful for me, since I'd be working extra hours to try to earn some money to pay for all the flowers and appetizers I'm sure we would be having.
I let my finger skim down her cheek and underneath the sheet, south towards her neck. She wriggled away from me and deeper into the sheet, causing me to grin. I leaned over and kissed her cheek, running my stubble across her soft skin.
"Edward," she groaned, dragging out the 'a' sound.
"Rise and shine, my sweet girl," I whispered gruffly.
She pulled the sheet over her head and whined. "No, it's too early."
"The sun is rising, and I have to leave for work soon."
I heard her sigh and pull the sheet from off her face. Her eyes were still wrinkled shut and I kissed the tip of her nose.
"Good morning, sunshine," I said sweetly before I crawled out of the bed, yanking the blankets and sheets with me.
She let out a loud squeal and curled up in a ball like a kitten. I giggled as she turned and glared at me. In a second's hesitation, she lunged forward and grabbed onto my pajama pants, yanking them past my knees.
I laughed and shook my head. "Bella, if you wanted me naked, you didn't have to go through all that—you could have just asked."
She gave me the finger as I walked into the bathroom and shut the door. I locked the door, scared of her retribution, and showered, towel drying my hair and combing it out. I slapped some cologne on and walked out to an empty bedroom. I shrugged to myself and walked over to my dresser, pulling out some clothes to wear into the office. I dressed quickly and grabbed some socks and shoes, carrying them downstairs with me.
I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a glass, filling it with orange juice while slipping some toast in to crisp. I hummed to myself as I did a little dance around the kitchen.
I heard her laugh from the other room and I did a slide move towards the door, peeking in at her. "Something amusing, Miss Swan?" I asked, an eyebrow cocked.
Her hand was flying across the page, her pen loudly scratching against the rough paper. "Yes, very, in fact. You see, there is this guy in my kitchen and I think he was singing Sinatra love songs," she said casually, trying to hide a smile on her face.
I exhaled loudly. "It was Buble's version. I took you for more of a music aficionado than I gave you credit for." I heard my toast pop up and I walked back into the kitchen, grabbing it and slipping some butter on top. I leaned against the counter and crunched, alternating between toast and juice.
Bella walked in and opened a few cabinets, adding some things to her list.
"When do you go back to work?" I asked.
She shrugged. "Big Boss said I could start working from home unless meetings called me in. I think I'll go in towards the end of the week and see how things are sitting over there, keep them on their toes," she grinned evilly. I knew my girl was a killer in the office when she wanted to be.
I grabbed the toast from the toaster and buttered it before stuffing it into my mouth. The loud crunch sent crumbs all down the front of shirt. I swatted them away and looked up to find Bella semi-glaring at me. I put on my innocent face and smiled. "What?" I asked innocently.
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, I think you know. Now go before you're late for work," she said before going back to her list.
I walked by her, leaving a kiss on her cheek. "Love you. See you around 4ish."
"You, too," she said, sticking her head into one of the cupboards.
I laughed as I got into my car and headed over to my job. I caught a glance at myself in the mirror. My hair was growing back and it really looked good, not all sloppy like it usually did, but it was a silent reminder of just how much I'd fucked up royally. I was a blessed son of a bitch to have Bella as my fiancé, and I vowed to myself that I wasn't gonna be so stupid again.
As I walked into my office and sat down at my computer, I smiled at the screensaver. It was Bella and me at a charity carnival about a year ago. She'd gotten her face painted with a kitten on one side and a heart on the other. I had a stick of cotton candy in my hand and a balloon on a stick in the other. We were giggling as the clown behind us squirted us with his flower. It was another happy memory to add to our lifetime portfolio and I touched the screen gingerly with my fingertips, tracing her bright smile.
The phone rang, bringing me back to the present, and I started sifting through the stack of papers in front of me. I'd be busy for the rest of the day. I sighed.
I couldn't wait to get home to my girl again.
[ Bella ]
I pushed the rickety cart through the grocery store, wincing every so often when the wheel would grate and shriek. Of course today would be the busiest day and it would be the only cart left. Part of me was tempted to try to carry everything, but I knew that would end up in chaos. So here I was, pushing the cart of death through the aisles.
"Ouch," I said as my cart hit a metal corner and my shin banged into the cart's metal bar. I kicked my foot wildly in the air and took deep breaths, trying to distract myself.
"I guess some things just never seem to change," I heard a man's voice chuckle. I turned to find one of mine and Edward's old friends, Peter, standing there with a smug look on his face.
"Not everything gets better with age," I joked, stepping around the cart to give him a friendly hug. I stood back and admired him. He'd grown up a lot since the last time I'd seen him, and looked healthy. "You look great," I said with a warm smile.
He shrugged and a pink tinge I knew very well crept up on his cheeks. "Thanks, the doctors think that everything is going to go smoothly from here on out." He'd been battling cancer for the last two years and had been in and out of hospitals.
"Well, your hair is growing in quite nicely," I remarked, nodding towards his half-shaven look. "You know, Edward just shaved his head, too. You guys would look like a pair of twins."
His eyes bugged out. "Edward? Bald?"
I sighed and laughed. "Oh yes, but its growing back. That man is like a Chia pet, I swear. Water him and he grows."
He laughed and then I heard the most obnoxious laugh and I cringed.
"Hello, Peter! You look great!" Jessica Stanley said as she sauntered over into our conversation.
He greeted her nicely and she began babbling on about her life and how things were going for her. I felt my stomach start to curl when she mentioned that she'd just gotten a divorce from her husband and was trying to get "back on the scene."
She turned to me in an almost snarl. "Oh, hi, Bella."
I felt my eyes water up. It wasn't that I really cared about what Jessica Stanley thought about me, but she always went after the men that were important in my life. Once I started dating Edward, she all but threw herself at him. Jessica ran into Edward, Peter, and me one night and she'd taken claim to him, too. Of course she disregarded me and treated me like absolute dirt, which pissed Edward off to no end. He blew up on her and I hadn't seen her since. But here she was, standing in front of me with her boobs hanging out and her shorts barely longer than her underwear. And she was snarling at me.
"Peter, please call us sometime so we can get together," I pleaded, just wanting to get the hell out of there.
He pulled my hand and then looked back at me. "Did Edward finally saddle up and ask you?"
Jessica's eyes felt like they were burning a hole in my hand as I pulled it away from Peter and stuffed it in my jeans pocket. "He did ask me, and of course I said yes."
He pulled me into a tight hug and kissed my cheek. "Congratulations, sweetheart. I know you'll be very happy."
"Congratulations," Jessica spat.
I fought the urge to roll my eyes as I waved goodbye to Peter and he stuck his tongue out at me; I'd left him with Jessica but I had to get out of there. I even left the grocery cart which was half full by now. I walked out of the store and collapsed into my car. I closed my eyes and laid my head back against the seat rest.
"Fucking scum bag whorish bitch," I muttered, my fists clenching. I fought back the urge to go in and pummel her once and for all. I was so excited when I had found out she got married and had moved to Oregon. I'd wanted nothing more than to be rid of her and running into her around town. But apparently she was back. I only hoped that she'd latch on to some unlucky sugar daddy and get the hell out again.
After I'd calmed down I started the car and drove to the mall. I wasn't much of a shopper, but I did find it relaxing from time to time. I walked around and stopped in a few stores, picking up a birthday present for Carlisle, since I knew Edward would get busy and forget. I stopped and had lunch as well, and enjoyed myself when I ran into an old friend from college. We chatted and window shopped together for a bit.
A few hours and a couple of hundred dollars later, I was bogged down with stuff as I waddled my way into the house, thinking I could get it all in one trip. I barely made it before collapsing on the living room couch. I let out a huge sigh and turned the television on. I heard music and smiled when I saw Ellen dancing on her talk show. I watched for a little while as they interviewed John Travolta about some upcoming movie. As the musical guest, John Legend, performed I picked up some papers around the house and straightened up a bit before the family got here. I smiled warmly to myself, excited that soon they would be part of my legal family as well. I know it sounded cheesy, but it was like having a wonderful dream, and waking up to find out it was true.
Alice called a bit later and informed me she was bringing some sort of appetizer and wondered what we were having. I explained to her my dilemma at the grocery store and she laughed.
"Oh, Bella, you should have pulled her hair and shoved her in a freezer! It would have made the evening news!"
I groaned. "I wish. Anyway, I'm just going to order a bunch of pizzas. It'll be nice not to stress out and cook anyway." I heard the door open and smiled knowing Edward was home. "Gotta run, the Mister of the House is here."
Alice giggled and promised to be over in a while and I hung up, tossing my phone on the coffee table. Edward walked in and stopped in the doorway, eyeing the bags.
"Sale at the grocery store?" he teased.
"Ugh, no. I didn't stay there very long. I ran into Peter and—"
"Peter! What's he doing in town?"
"I don't know I didn't get to talk to him that much because newly divorced Jessica Skankley showed up and ruined the moment."
He pouted and peeked in one of the bags before pushing it aside and walking over to me. He kissed me softly and smiled. "You shoulda put her in the freezer."
"Alice said the same exact thing!"
He tapped his head. "She is my sister. A brilliant, scheming, evil one at that."
"Will you call and order some pizza? We'll need enough for everyone."
"Emmett's coming, right?" he asked as he dialed and waited. I nodded.
Someone on the other end answered. "Yes, hello Pizza Hut. I'd like to place an order for delivery. I'll need one cheese pizza, one veggie pizza, one pepperoni, and two meat lovers. Yes, Cullen. Right. Okay, thanks." He hung up and laughed. "They asked if Emmett was coming over! Oh, I love living in a small town!"
I shook my head and stood up from the couch, scooting past Edward to the kitchen. I grabbed a soda and a beer and popped the cap, handing it to him on my way back to my cozy spot. He plopped down next to me and we stared at the ceiling.
"We should put some glitter stars or something up there," Edward observed. "Somehow we always find ourselves in this position. On the couch, staring at the ceiling, and talking."
"Meh, if we did that, it wouldn't be the same anymore."
"Valid point." We sat that way until someone knocked on the door and Edward got up to answer it. I shuffled to get the bags in our bedroom in case it was Carlisle and Esme. Luckily it was Jasper and Alice. They came in all smiles and hugs as Alice set a huge plate of nachos down on the dining room table. Edward and Jasper reached for them but Alice clicked her tongue in warning and they scooted off towards the living room.
"I swear, they are like young boys together," Alice giggled as she covered up the nachos with some aluminum foil.
The doorbell rang and Alice and I smiled. It had to be her parents—they were the only ones aside from solicitors and the mailman who ever rang the doorbell.
They came into the kitchen and we both tackled them in hugs. They laughed and joked with us about our enthusiasm.
"Bella, did you girls get into those leftover Little Debbies?" Carlisle asked.
"What leftovers? Do you know who lives in this house?" I teased.
Rosalie walked into the kitchen and grinned at us as she held up a few bottles of wine. I loved family get-togethers because it always felt like a large party. She kissed mine, Alice's and Esme's cheeks as she walked by to put the bottles in the fridge.
"Where is my son? Have you killed him yet?" Esme snickered.
"Ugh, no, not yet unfortunately. He's outside doing Lord knows what…"
A large boom and a round of cheers let us know he had made his grand entrance. He walked into the dining room with a stack of pizza boxes, the top one open, and a piece of meat lovers hanging out of his mouth.
"Emmett! You're supposed to wait for everyone!" Rosalie said, smacking him on the arm. He muffled a pizza-filled reply and gave me a goofy grin and a wink. I rolled my eyes.
"Set it down on the counter," I instructed. Edward and Jasper wandered in, rubbing their belly's and grinning like kids who'd already gotten their hands in the cookie jar.
"Jasper! Edward! Have you no self control?!" Alice yelled, throwing her hands up in the air. She opened the top pizza box to find three pieces missing.
Carlisle clapped his hands together and announced that dinner was apparently, already served. "It's everyone for themselves!" he shouted as he rushed to the kitchen to grab a paper plate.
Esme shook her head and chased after him, warning him not to get the pepperoni. We all giggled and grabbed some plates and pizza, all sitting at the dinner table and passing the nachos. Conversation was light and fun but quieted down while we stuffed our faces.
After three quarters of the pizza was gone and all the men had unbuttoned their pants, we sat back and toasted to health, happiness, and love. Everyone clinked glasses and smiled, settling back in their chairs.
"So, kids, did you learn a valuable lesson?" Carlisle asked, a sparkle in his eyes.
"Yes, I learned that I should pack Pepto whenever I come over here," Emmett groaned.
"No, Emmett, that's not what he meant," I started. "I think what he meant to say is, are you gonna make stupid bets anymore? Was it really worth it for you, getting kicked out of your house and humiliated over a carton of Little Debbies?"
"Oh, that? Well…it wasn't really worth it. It was funny but, I won't be doing that again," he said, looking over to Rosalie who nodded her head.
"That's all we ask for," Edward said. "That, and you each chip in for dinner costs."
I slapped Edward on the arm and he shrugged his shoulders at me.
"Oh, that reminds me, I brought the Butterscotch Pie!" Esme said, standing up and heading into the kitchen.
Jasper, Edward and Emmett all eyed each other.
"First one there gets the biggest piece," Edward said and they all took off, pushing each other into the doorway and down on the ground.
Alice and Rosalie rolled their eyes. Esme let out a quiet laugh and I just shook my head.
Those boys would never grow up. But I don't think we'd ever really want them to, anyway.
"So, which one of them is sleeping on the couch tonight?" Carlisle joked.
We all answered simultaneously. "Emmett."
"Of course, why didn't I guess that?" Carlisle teased.
Alice raised her hands in defense. "I'm staying out of this one…for now."
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