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Chapter 7


I woke up the next day – from the best night sleep I had had in God knows how long – to the feeling of kisses being placed down my spine. I then felt a small hand reach around middle to begin drawing patterns on my chest. "I know you're awake," she said never stopping her kisses on my back.

I rolled over so that I was facing Bella with my arms around her. Sometime after we had fallen asleep and before I had woken up Bella had found one of my shirts and was now wearing it. Her hair was a mess from getting wet in the rain and drying in bed. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, as they always seemed to be and she was the most beautiful, sexy thing I had ever seen.

"Good morning, baby," I said placing a kiss on the tip of her nose.

She buried her head in my chest, "mm, it sounds good to have you call me that again. I love you."

"And it sounds good to hear you say that again. I love you too." I turned my head to look at the clock, it was 9. "Shit! Max!"

"Don't worry, I called Alice this morning her and Jasper are going to take Max home with them for a night." She looked up at me suggestively, she punctured every word in her next sentence with a kiss down my neck, "so," kiss, "we," kiss, "have," kiss, "a whole," She looked up at me from the center of my chest where she had placed her last kiss, "24 hours together."

She rolled me on my back and sat up to straddle my hips. She removed my shirt and bent down to lay kisses on every part of my chest.

We didn't get out of bed for a very long time.


At 3 in the afternoon, Bella pulled herself from my arms to go and have a shower. I complain, arguing that the shower shouldn't have all the fun.

I lay in bed thinking about how much had changed in a 24 hour period. It had gone from Bella still hating me to having her back in my arms, and this I was not going to let her slip away. I had forgotten what it was like to hold, to feel her moving under me, the hear her say my name. It felt amazing, and I sure as hell wasn't going to let her go again.

Ten minutes later I decided that she had had enough alone time and walked into the bathroom. I pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in. I stood behind her and put my arm around her, taking the soap from her hand. I moved it up her stomach and chest and over her should as I started to wash and massage her back. I started to kiss her neck and her head fell back on my shoulder much like it had the previous day however this time she stayed there.

We took turns washing each other and half an hour later we emerged from the bathroom, clean and hungry.

I took Bella into the kitchen; she was wearing a shirt and a pair of boxers of mine, a sight that made me very proud.

I picked her up and sat her on the bench, "what do you want to eat?"

"What have you got?"

I walked toward the fridge and opened it, "umm."

She laughed and walked over to me, "how about I find something to make and you sit down and wait, you never were much of a cook."

And with that Bella started pulling out ingredients to make what appeared to be pasta.

15 minutes later Bella was standing at the stove stirring something. I went up and stood behind her laying kisses along her neck and helping her stir the pasta sauce.

She giggled and moved away from me, "if you start up with that we'll never eat."

"Fine," I said and went to sit back down.

We stood eating the pasta in the kitchen, when Bella asked the question I knew was coming, "so what do we do now?"

I looked at her worried expression and decided to make light of the situation, "well I think we finish this and then I drag you straight back into the bedroom, we still have lost time to make up for."

"You know what I mean Edward," she took our plates to the sink, "what do we do now, about us?" She turned towards me leaning back on the sink, "I mean do we tell Max straight away, that we're back together? He's going to start wondering why you're suddenly around at the house a lot more, and why I'll be here more."

"He's a kid Bella, he can adapt, I think it's just up to us what we want to do." I pulled myself up to sit on the bench and reached for Bella to pull her to stand between my legs.

She looked up at me with her big brown eyes, "what do you want to do?" she asked.

I smiled gently, "if it was up to me I'd start packing now and move into your place by the end of the day. But I understand if that's too fast for you."

"I'd love that too Edward but I think that might be a bit confusing for Max, I mean if suddenly we're all over each other and happy after a year of barely speaking," she looked down, not sure what to say.

I took her face between my hands, "look, how about we have a dinner at your house tonight, just the three of us and talk to max about how he would feel about us all living together again? Then we can maybe think about moving back in together in a month or so." I tilted my head to look at her, "what do you think?"

"I think you're too perfect, and I can't believe ever let you go," she smiled sadly.

"We can't change the past, Bells, we can only work with what we've got right now, and right now we have each other." I placed a gentle kiss on her lips and jumped off the bench.

Bella squealed when I lifted her up bridal style and moved back towards the bedroom.

And just like that my life felt right again, finally.