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Many thanks to my beta: Evilnat.

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Katy Perry inspired me to write this. All of it. I'm not a fan of song fics and I won't call this a song fic. There are a few lyrics here and there.

For this chapter, the song choice is ... I Love You, You Love Me - Anthony Quinn

Warning: If you don't like reading slash, stop right here.

Now, enjoy Cutesper and Sweetward.




Eight years later


Our life in Seattle couldn't be better.

I couldn't have dreamed that at thirty I'd have what I have now.

I was a video games designer and loving my job.

I had a house on the outskirts of Seattle.

I had a crazy cat that I fought tooth and nail for.

And of course, my man.

I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
(I love you)
I love you
(How many different ways are there to say)
How many different ways are there to say
I love you
(I love you)
I love you
No need to say it any other way

Tonight was important. After much thinking and talking with our families, I decided to do it.

Edward had called to say that he'd be a little late because the truck delivering the new instruments was late. Worked for me. It gave me time to prepare the surprise.

He had his own music store after falling in love with that job back when we lived in New York. In his free time, he gave piano lessons to kids.

I was in the middle of setting the table outside when my phone vibrated.

Shit. I hope he's not coming now, I thought panicked.

I opened my phone and choked on my saliva. What the heck?

Can we have vags tonight? Pwetty pwease? *puppy dog eyes* –E

I read and double read. Autocorrect seemed to love him. I had tons of screwed up texts from him, but for the love of God I couldn't decipher this one.

Sorry, babe… But what the heck do you WANT? ~ J

I set back to work. Five minutes later, my phone pinged.

Holy shit! Veggies! You said you'll make cocks. –E

Funk! Chicken…I hate this thing… –E

I snorted out loud. He was trying to outsmart the autocorrect.

It's a surprise, boob. ~J

I cursed you! LOL –E

I groaned, putting the phone aside and focusing on our dinner. Chicken and veggies, he got it right.

When I was finally done with cooking, I grabbed a shower, dressed nicely then carried our food outside. He had to come any minute.

Cocoa Puff appeared at my feet and I scooped her up. I wasn't very original when I named her, but she was brown and soft and warm like cocoa and puff wrapped up in one. She's usually called Puffy or Cocoa.

I relaxed in my chair, keeping her on my lap and squeezing the contents of my right pocket.

I started feeling sick, but there was no backing down.

For fuck's sake! It was just Edward. I loved him. How hard could it be?

My stomach rolled as if to answer me.

Just to give me something to do, I decided to send him a text message, to let him know where I am.

When you get home… I'm back, on the dick. ~J

Shit. Fucking hate this thing.

I decided not to correct the word.

Edward's answer appeared promptly.

A plastic one, I hope. Mine's still with me the last time I checked. –E


I sent the corrected version, laughing.

Pity…I won't say no to a 3some with our friend…;) –E

Riley'll sleep with the whole town if Seth didn't keep him on a leash! ~J

Pity. I'm parking –E

Feeling a little better, I put the phone next to my plate and took a deep breath.

When Edward stepped out of the house, Puffy zoomed to him. He's not a huge fan of cats but she got under his skin. How could he not love the brown fur ball?

"Hey, cat." He picked her up and came over to me, grinning. "Hey, you." He leaned to kiss me and I wrapped my arms around him.


You love me
How wonderful,
Oh, how wonderful that such a thing can be

"I know what I want for my birthday," he said against my lips.

"What's that?" I whispered.

He raised an eyebrow.

Oh no.

I should have never allowed him to drink with Riley. They got those crazy ideas…

"We'll see." I shrugged. I wasn't really against that, but if he agreed to me tonight, I wouldn't allow him to do anything with anyone else.

We sat at the table and after commenting on the chicken's nice aspect, we tucked in. Well, Edward did because I couldn't stomach much.

"Are you okay?" he asked halfway through his helping, glancing at me confused. "You barely ate."

"I'm good. Not really hungry."

He nodded, accepting that.

"Bella called," he said after some time. "She got accepted to UW."

"I swear, they're inseparable," I muttered.

"Did Alice get in there too? She didn't mention anything."

"Aly didn't get her letter yet, but seriously, Edward. She'll get in there…maybe they'll find twin brothers or some shit…perfect match." I joked.

He laughed, shaking his head. "Can't accept that your sister already found someone?"

"She's eighteen and last time I told her this was a stupid choice, she didn't talk to me for a month. Seriously! After everything…she's with him?" I scowled, pushing my plate away.

This wasn't going how I wanted. I didn't want to be angry. Not tonight.

"Well, her choice. And he changed," Edward added.

I groaned, hoping we'd drop the subject.

The first time Alice told me she was dating James – the very same one who bullied her when she was younger – I thought she was fucking with me, but then when we visited home and I saw them together… It took Edward a whole day to calm me and talk me out of killing that fucker.

We lapsed in a new round of silence.

"I've got you something," I blurted out when he was about to get up.

"Did I miss something?" He frowned. "What day is it?"

"Just a random Friday…for now," I whispered. "You can make it a special day."

I got up and walked to his side, looking down in his confused green eyes. Fuck, how I loved this man.

I gulped thickly and lowered on my knees, pushing his chair away from the table.

"Are you okay? Jazz?"

I'm going to throw up.

My brain was blank suddenly – my ideas gone. Fuck.

"Marry me," I choked out, squeezing his hand. "I love you so much. I want to be yours legally. I don't care how many miles we have to travel to legalize this but…I want to marry you."

"You… What? Really? Are you serious, Jazz?"

I gulped and nodded jerkily. "Please?"

"Of course!" he exclaimed, falling on his knees next to me and hugging me tightly. "I love you too, more than you know." He started peppering kisses all over my face.

"Wait…there's more," I told him, feeling relived he accepted. I had been so worried.

We had talked about this but nothing concrete.

"Is it already prepared? Everything? I can change my clothes then…" He said exuberantly.

"No!" I laughed. "I wanted to prepare it together…the other thing is…" I gulped nervously and searched his eyes. "We've talked about this, and purely by mistake…I think we can find someone to help us…do what we've wanted for some time."

"I'm not following you, Jazz. We have everything we could want."

"I was talking with Seth the other day…"

"YES!" he shouted, his eyes sparkling. "He's invited too. Not only Riley."

"Not that!" I groaned. "Get your mind out of the gutter, darlin'!"

"Oh. What else?"

I stroked his cheek, leaning to press my forehead to his. "His sister, Leah, she…helped two families have their dream when the wife couldn't bear children. Remember that we talked about this…?"

Tears spilled from his eyes and his mouth pressed against mine. "I want that. Yes," he murmured. "Yes."

I grinned and kissed him passionately.

"Can we celebrate now?" he whispered, licking his bottom lip.

I took the box with the rings from my pocket and put it in his palm. "After you open this. We can do anything you want."

"I feel spoiled. What's this?" Edward took the box and opened it, gasping loudly. "Holy shit! This is…wow. They're wonderful…and so…uh, gay!"

I pinched his cheek, snickering. "I loved them the instant I saw them." I kissed him again.

"Can we put them on now? Or you're going to make me wait until we get married?" Edward asked eagerly.

"I guess we can wear them if you want." I shrugged.

Rainbow rings.



I was a trembling mess as I got ready for the most important event of my life. My hands were shaking so badly I couldn't even tie a blasted knot for my tie.

"Knock, knock!" Bella said from the doorway.

"Hey. I could use some help," I told her, pointing to my tie.

"You know, I feel really good being able to help in any way. It's my turn to take care of you." She giggled and pinched my cheek.

"None of that!" I protested.

As she worked on my tie, I looked her over. She looked really nice in her peach dress, though I knew she hated it. Only Jasper's fault for allowing Alice to take over everything.

"The dress is nice," I commented. "But what the hell did you do to your hair?"

Her cheeks heated up and she glanced at me quickly. "Blame Adam," she whispered.

Right. My little sister was dating Jasper's boss. Sometimes I wondered if it was the right thing to take her with us that Christmas party, a few years ago. She had just broken up with a douche, and I wanted her to have fun. She met Adam Crawford – the host and owner of Crawford Games – and the rest was history.

"Ew, please!" I joked.

"What? We just kissed," she whispered, straightening my tie after finishing the knot. "There."

"Thanks, sweets." I dropped a kiss on her head and fell back onto the bed. "I feel sick."

"You're worse than a woman!" she groaned. "Not even Alice complained like this when she got married!"

I threw her a playful glare, gripping my hair.

"Just think like this. You both love each other. You both want this. You don't care what others think. And you have a baby on the way."

She made it sound so easy.

I still couldn't believe how willing Seth's sister was to accept our offer. Within the month after we propositioned her, she was pregnant with our baby. She was now seven months along and a hormonal bitch. We insisted to not know which one of us were the dad until the baby was born, as well as the gender. I had a feeling Jasper's sperm was the miraculous one because he was always around Leah when she was visiting. I stayed around her as much as I could tolerate her. I had no idea how the quiet, laid-back, cool Seth could have such a crazy sister.

The door of our bedroom opened again and Mom stepped inside.

"Oh, honey! You are so handsome!" she gushed.

"Mom," I protested, rolling my eyes. "Are we ready to go?"

"Yes. Jasper just left with his parents. His dad nearly carried him out because he wanted to check on you."

"Let's go!" I urged them. "I need to see him."

We were lucky that the Washington State decided to approve our marriage and we didn't have to travel too far to make this commitment. I knew there would be no church for us, but I had a plan for us once the City Hall ceremony ended.

When we reached the building, I could see our small group outside, waiting for us. Jazz was a few feet aside with Adam and James – they seemed to be encouraging him judging by their gestures.

I stepped out of the car, not paying attention to Mom steering me inside the building. I had to be next to Jazz. Since he had his back at me, he didn't see me coming. I slipped my arms around his waist and propped my chin on his shoulder.

"Hey, baby."

"Edward! You're here!"

"Am I late?" I joked, turning him in my arms and kissing his lips.

"He's just over thinking it," James told me.

I chuckled and led them inside. We had to wait for our turn because apparently a lot of people got married in October. I was holding Jasper's sweaty hand, trying to tell him without words that it would be okay.

When our turn came, my nerves hit me full force as I stepped foot in the intimidating room. I barely paid attention to what the lady was saying. It was a blur.

My signature was messy, but Jasper's wasn't any better. We were married – together forever.

As we left City Hall, I told everyone to head to our house because I had a surprise for Jazz. No one knew about it, though I'd bet good money that Alice had her suspicions.

I parked in front of the church and climbed out then went to open his door since he seemed to be in shock.

"Come on," I whispered, tugging him out.

"W-what ar-e we doing here?" he asked shakily.

"No priest would marry us in front of God, but we can do it. Please."

"Uh, what? I'm not following you," he said confused.

"Just come with me, Jazz."

We walked inside the church and I took him to the far corner, at the end of the bench. There weren't many people, but I didn't care in the least.

We sat down and I took his hands, turning to face him. He did the same, still looking confused.

I cleared my throat and squeezed his hands.

I suddenly felt sick. This made it even more real.

Just, just we two
(Adds up to I love you and you love me)
Adds up to I love you and you love me

I love you
How many different ways are there to say
I love you
Te volio bene, Te chiero, Ich Liebe Dich, Je t'adore
I love you
No need to say it any other way

"I, Edward Anthony Cullen, take you, Jasper Jonathan Whitlock, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part," I whispered, tears springing in my eyes.

His blue eyes widened and his breathing became labored. With a small smile he repeated my words.

"I, Jasper Jonathan Whitlock, take you, Edward Anthony Cullen, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part."

I extricated a hand away and grabbed the rings from my pocket.

He snickered lightly. "Now I know why you wanted the ring."

I resisted the urge to poke my tongue out at him. I slipped the ring onto his finger then handed him my ring, and he put it in place on my left hand.

Glancing around, I leaned forward and pecked his lips. "I love you, Jasper."

He sniffed and drew me into a hug. "I love you so much."

Once we composed ourselves, we lit two candles then left. We had a party to attend.


A foot connected with my calf.

"It's your turn," Jasper muttered sleepily.

I almost dragged the pillow over my head, but tiredly rolled out of the bed and trudged to Theo's room. I stumbled over one of his plastic trucks, but righted myself in time, grumbling under my breath.

"What now?" I muttered, picking him up. "You ate an hour ago. You're changed. What do you want?" I asked, looking into his wide open eyes.

His little hands slapped against my cheeks and a big smile appeared on his face.

Christ. "It's three in the morning. People sleep at this hour," I told him seriously. "Can you do that?"

His arms wrapped around my neck, hugging me. "Play."

That was his first word and his most favorite. At eighteen months, his favorite words were "daddy", "play" and "food" – the essentials, right?

It was a little difficult to know which daddy he wanted until the wrong one appeared next to him and the whole block heard his wails. When he wanted to play, I was his best friend, when he needed a change, he wanted Jazz since he was more patient than me, and when it was about food, anyone could feed him.

"Sleep," I insisted, putting him back in his crib. I poked the noisy toys hanging above him distracting him when he was about to start crying.

He was out soon and I stumbled back into bed. I didn't remember being this hard when Bella was little, but that was because I never took care of her as a baby. Jasper seemed to grasp that he actually conjured most of the things up too, especially about baby Alice. I always knew his mom couldn't have allowed a thirteen year old to change a baby.

We were both learning how it was to take care of a baby – the hard way. The important thing was that we had each other, and now little Theo, too.

A happy little family.

I absolutely loved my life and my family – wouldn't trade accepting Jasper's choice from back in high school for anything in the world. Accepting his proposal brought only happiness in my life.

And honey, honey you love me
(How wonderful that such a thing can be)
How, how wonderful that such a thing can be
Baby, baby, just we two
(Adds up to I love you and you love me)
Adds up to I love you and you love me


Before we start crying, I have a few things to tell you.

1. There will be a few outtakes (as my FB suggested) and I bet that after this chapter you want even more outtakes. Everyone is allowed to suggest. In total, I'm thinking to write four outtakes that will go in the A Love Bargain Outtakes story.

2. Pictures - in my Facebook group - Addicted-to-romione-bedward Fanfiction and under the folder named A Love Bargain.

3. New story. Yup. I can't take a break. My brain conjures a thousand scenarios every day, but only a few get written. This new one was lucky. I'll start posting this Saturday and if you're interested, please keep me on alert. There's also a teaser in my group wall page.

4. A huge THANK YOU to everyone who took this bumpy trip with me. You've been an amazing lot! I love you, guys! *big group hug*