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"Edward?" I whispered into the dark. He didn't flinch. Not even a little. I sighed and rolled my eyes, pushing a little on his bare back. "Edward."

"Mmm," he mumbled into his pillow, snuggling deeper against it.

I huffed a little crossing my arms. He wasn't getting up. Lame, Edward, just lame. I threw the covers off of my body and went to get up when he suddenly grabbed my wrist.

"Where are you going?"

I smirked into the darkness. "Away from you."

Her gripped my wrist a little tighter and turned his face toward mine. "You said you wouldn't do that anymore, love muffin."

I reached out to him with my other hand, pushing the hair off of his forehead. "I won't, Sweet Cheeks. I promise."

He sighed and tugged me back down to him and wrapped me in his arms. "You better not. I'd have to fucking kill you."

My hand traced lazily over his face, and I couldn't help but smile at the amazing man lying in bed with me. There were moments in there when I thought I'd never be back here; that my time with Edward was over. But now I could see that my time with Edward was infinite. This, me being in his arms, was right. This was how it was supposed to be.

After we got back to the East Coast, we'd made it work. He ditched the other girls, and we took turns going to each other on weekends. I racked up a huge phone bill, but whatever. It was worth it just to have Edward again.

This is how I ended up moving in with him the second we got back to Forks. I voted for not moving back at all, but Edward said something or other about missing the green, and before I knew it we were moving into a cute little house in the woods. It didn't matter that we were a good 20 minute drive from humanity. Edward was worth it.

He leaned a little closer into me, nuzzling his face against mine. "I love you, Bella Brownie."

I shut my eyes, scratching his scalp. "I love you too." He leaned in and kissed me softly. "Edward, you're the best."

He laughed sleepily. "Oh, Bella. My crazy brown eyes…"

"I'm not crazy! It's not my fault you're amazing, beautiful and kind."

"Aw, Bella…chick words."

I slapped him playfully. "Those aren't chick words!"

Edward pulled me tighter to his chest, and I felt it rumble. "They are, and you know it."

I pressed a kiss to his neck. "What would you prefer?"

He thought for a moment, and I could see his lips purse. "Tough…and rugged…and strong…and shit."

"Edward…Sweet Cheeks...I love you. I love you because you protect me, you make me whole, and you make me want to love. More than I ever thought possible. I love you, Edward. I love you."

He sighed against my skin and dipped his head to my shoulder. "That…wasn't what I was expecting."

"I know. But I bet you feel really manly right now."


"Oh, and you know what?"


"You're the only man who can make me cum."

He groaned and bit my shoulder roughly. "Bella."

"Yup, that's me."

"That shit was hot."

"Baby, I love you. You're perfect."

I shifted up and kissed him again, "I think we've established that you're my forever."

He laughed into my skin, "I hope so."

His grip on my waist tightened, and I sighed a little, running my fingers through his hair. Every once in a while, especially when he was stressed, he'd have nightmares that I'd left him again and that the last few years hadn't happened at all. It was so surreal to be the one that was clung to. He'd hold onto me for dear life. It was like he thought I would disappear. Those were the moments when I'd start to feel guilty all over again for even leaving him in the first place. I could have avoided all of this by just telling Edward the truth in the beginning. But I didn't.

Biggest mistake of my life.

But then again…those months of pain were worth it when I get to hear Edward say that I came back to him, or when he tells me that I'd always find my way back to him. It makes me think that he never lost faith in me, despite all the crap I put him through.

"Bella?" He whispered again, nuzzling the side of my neck and squeezing me to him. "I love you, so much, you know?"

"Yeah, Sweet Cheeks, I know."

"And there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you. Not ever."

My hands gripped his hair and twisted, "Yeah…" I wasn't sure that I liked where this was going.

His breath was coming out ragged on my neck and I twisted my legs in his.

"Bella, I love you, so much. You're my whole fucking world. Really, Bella. I don't have a fucking pulse without you. You really are my everything. When you left Bella…shit. I was fucking nothing. I was a scumbag; as low as they get. But then…when you came back. B, it was like my world had meaning again. You have no idea how grateful I am for that."

"Edward, I—"

"No, Bella, let me finish. I'm not whole without you, and I'm not worth anything without you. I'm just…fucking not. So I guess what I'm trying to say…besides that I love you, is that I need you. You…fuck. Me without you isn't something that I want to ever do again."

I was getting nervous now. Edward wasn't looking at me, and is head was buried in my shoulder.

"Bella…will you marry me?"

Each word sliced through the air like a sharp blade, and my heart swelled to eight times its size. Edward wanted to be mine forever. Just as I was his. I pulled myself closer to him, kissing the spot directly under his ear.


He pushed me over so that he was hovering over me, looking into my eyes, "You mean it?"

I cupped his face, smiling up at him, "Of course. I love you, Edward."

He leaned down, his lips brushing against mine. "I love you, Bella. My Bella. My Bella brownie."

I smiled and kissed him harder. That's what I'd always be.

Edward's Bella Brownie.