Thank you for all the reviews guys! I think one guest reviewer did find it boring, for which I apologize! I'd really appreciate you telling me why, so I can improve! Eventually, I'm here for feedback on my creative writing. I hope to be an author one day!

I'd really like to thank stupidlamb2010. I had made a mistake in the previous chapter, calling Paul, Mike. She pointed it out really quickly, saving me further humiliation!

Yyrollam...I'm really not planning to take the story in that direction. It's just gonna be a happily ever after with a few twists and turns!


"Hi Bella," Paul said, his staring at his shoes.

I didn't know what to make of this.

"What are you doing here," I repeated.

"I came to apologize!"

What? 3 years after our breakup, he suddenly wants to apologize? It was strange, to say the least!

"I'm getting married Bella. And I've had a long time to think about it. I wasn't fair to you. Breaking up on text was the worst thing I've done in my life. I hope you'll forgive me!"

I smiled. I was over Paul a long time back and I was happy he had finally found someone he truly loved. I let him inside the house and he took a seat on the bar stools next to the kitchen counter.

"Coffee," I asked.

"Yes please!"

I kept a fresh pot of coffee to brew and took a seat opposite him.

We talked for a long time, about his fiancée Jane, how he had quit bike racing and had started a bar, which is where he met Jane. He asked me about my family and Rosalie and Alice. I didn't realize how time flew. We'd both finished our coffee. At around 5:30 there was a knock on the door.

Laughing at a joke Paul had cracked, I went to open the door, while still looking at Paul. I turned around to see Edward standing at the door. He had a bunch of orchids in his hands but he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at Paul, his expression dark.

"Who is that," Edward's voice was quiet and it seemed like he was barely controlling himself.

"Oh Edward, that's Paul," I said while still giggling about the joke and having completely forgotten about my fight with Edward.

Edward was looking at him with a poker face. I started getting a little nervous.

"What are you doing here Paul?" Edward asked coldly.

"He's here to talk, honey," I interjected. I really didn't like the vibe of the room and so I stressed on the word "honey"

"Talk about what," Edward seemed to be getting angrier.

Paul may have sensed the tension because he got up and said, "Gosh! Look at the time! I've got to get going!"

Edward was rigid. He didn't say anything even after Paul left.

"Edward! Hey baby," I said as I pecked him on his cheek.

"What was Paul doing here Bella," Edward asked, slowly disentangling my arms from his neck.

"He was just here to apologize, Edward! For breaking up with me through text."

"Does he want to get back together with you?"

"Obviously not! I'm with you now! And he is going to be married!"

"Then why bring the past up now?"

"I didn't invite him here Edward!"

Edward smiled a little, and wrapped his arms around me.

"Bella, honey, I just get so insecure sometimes," he said into my hair. He pulled back a moment later and offered me the flowers. I smiled and walked into the living room where we followed me in.

We sat on the couch facing each other, just looking at each other for a while. Edward brushed a stray strand of hair behind my ear and sighed.

"Bella, could you please tell me what would possibly make you react the way you did last night?"

I knew this was going to come up. And I really wanted to talk about it and sort it out.

"Well, I wasn't exactly angry about yesterday. I was angry about all the lies. From the secret admirer thing, to lying about where you live and following me, to lying about Laurel! It's like I just can't trust you!"

"I understand Bella," Edward said, stroking my cheek, "and I really want you to trust me! I've been in love with you for so long. I just don't know how to make it right!"

I moved closer to him, sitting on his lap, putting my arms around him. His arms instinctively went around my waist. "How about we start again on a clean slate? Tell each other everything and then promise to never lie to each other," I proposed.

"Uh huh," Edward breathed. He wasn't paying too much attention to what I was saying now. He had begun to nuzzle my neck, and slowly began to kiss it. He slowly laid me down on the couch and hovered on top of me, kissing me deeply. He moved to kiss my cheek, down to my neck and shoulder as his hands made their way inside my shirt.

It should have been uncomfortable, but right there, under him, I felt completely at home. I closed my eyes and sighed, letting the sensations wash through me.

Suddenly, I heard a small cough. I opened my eyes at once to see Edward frozen. I looked towards the door, and I saw Alice standing there, with her arms folded and looking at us.

"Umm…hey Alice," I said sheepishly. Edward slowly got off of me, looking absolutely red faced. "Hi Alice," he muttered.

"Hello guys! What's up?" She said brightly.

"Nothing, I was just leaving," Edward said briskly as he got up and buttoned the top buttons of his shirt, which had somehow come undone!

"Oh, no! Stay! Have dinner" Alice said, while rolling her eyes.

"Oh, I can't! I have…umm…work to do," Edward said cryptically and quickly gave me a peck on the cheek and walked out the door.

I glared at Alice.

"What," she said defensively, "I was nice to him! Oh, and it's your turn to cook," she added as she headed into her room to change!

"I really love that couch by the way Bella," she said loudly, as she shut the door behind her.

I just stood there in the living room, absolutely annoyed and frustrated!


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