Thank you so much for all your lovely reviews. Still feeling confident that the story can reach 1000 with this final chapter. :) A huge thank you to Mid Night-Cougar, who offered to beta this chapter because my poor Edward's Eternal is sick. I hope this chapter will lift your spirits a little, my friend.

Here's Bella for you.


I wake up feeling warm and kind of smothered. Edward is wrapped around me like a quilt, his front fused to my back.

"Happy Valentine's Day," he whispers and nuzzles my neck with his lips.

"That's not until tomorrow," I mumble.

"It's after midnight," he says.

"Mmm, then Happy Valentine's Day to you too," I say. "Can I go back to sleep now?"


I can feel Edward grinning against my skin before he kisses me there.

"Remember this time last year?" he asks.

"Of course," I smile. "That was the night you climbed through my window and seduced me so you could have your wicked way with me."

"Mmm, I like the sound of that. Care for a reminder?" Edward asks and presses his erection against the back of my thigh.

"Maybe," I say, feeling coy and rubbing my ass against him.

"Bellaaa," he groan-whines and slips his hand up my front, brushing against the beautiful necklace he gave me last year, before he cups my breast.

His lips latch onto my neck and his other hand starts tugging at my panties. He's eager and I love that. I know this will be quick and hard. I really love that, too. In the past year since Edward and I first made love, we have done it a lot. Like, a lot, a lot. We almost got busted by my dad a few times after Edward took to climbing in through my window on the weekends to spend the night in my bed. I have trouble being quiet sometimes. It's nice not having to worry about that now that we're away at college and best of all, Edward has his own apartment. I have a dorm room and a roommate so we don't stay over there very much. She's really nice, and we hang out sometimes, but she's no Alice. I really miss her and I know Edward misses Jasper, but they both go to school back home in Washington and we're here in New Hampshire where we both attend Dartmouth. Yes, both of us. Edward really doesn't give himself enough credit and is much smarter than he thinks he is. He applied even though he kept saying that he wouldn't get in and when he got his letter of acceptance he was just ecstatic! It was perfect.

"Baby," Edward mumbles and slips his hand underneath my tank top. "You want to?"

I nod and lift my arm back over my head to tangle my fingers in his hair. Of course I want to. It's always wonderful. It doesn't matter if we're fast or slow, planned or spontaneous. It's always so, so good.

"Mmm," Edward groans against my neck as he kneads my breast and pulls my panties down my legs with his other hand. "Want you."

As soon as I'm bare, his fingers slip in between my legs; touching and rubbing, making me ready for him. Making my body arch and grind against him. He loves it when I do that. When I show him how badly I want him. We've come such a long way since last year, when I was painfully shy about all things pertaining to sex. Edward has changed in that respect, too. He's always so soft spoken and tender around me, treats me like I'm precious, for lack of a better word. But then there are times like this, when I can feel how eager he is, and I just know that soon he'll start whispering in my ear; dirty, dirty words that I've never heard him use outside of our lovemaking. He never did this when we first started sleeping together; when he was so careful with me and we only used the missionary position and sometimes with me on top if we were feeling adventurous.

"Baby…fuck, so wet," Edward whispers hotly in my ear and slides his fingers inside. "Love your pussy."

I love that he gets like this sometimes. Making love is always wonderful; when we're slow and quiet and tender. But, this, what we're about to do. It makes my heart race and my stomach twist with excitement. I'll admit I got a bit nervous the first time he wanted to try something more than how we started out, the first time he used those words while we were together. I really shouldn't have been because what he did to me that night, the way he…fucked me, was completely mind blowing. But, being Edward, he of course had a minor freak out afterwards because he thought he had crossed a line. We talked about it. We're getting to be really good at that, too, by the way. And now he knows I'm not as delicate as he thought I was; that I actually like doing it in different ways. That I like it fast and rough, too.

"Edward, please," I whine, pushing myself back against him shamelessly. "Inside."

"I am inside," he responds and moves his fingers faster.

It's good, but it's not what I want, and he knows it.

"What do you want, baby?" he coaxes and sucks on my neck. "Please, tell me."

I don't know why he likes hearing me say it, so I can only assume that it's a guy thing. Of course, I'm happy to play along.

"Your…your cock," I moan when he twists his fingers.

"Fuck, yes!" Edward exclaims, like he's just won the Lottery. If I wasn't so turned on by all of this, I think I would find his enthusiasm a little funny.

He flips me onto my stomach and scrambles into position above me. Then he pauses, sliding his hands up my sides to pull my tank top over my head and down my arms until it's off. Until I'm as naked as he is.

"Okay like this?" he murmurs and moves his hands down to my waist, caressing the expanse of my back.

I nod eagerly, forehead against my pillow. He always makes sure, and I love that about him.

Now that he knows I'm up for this, the gentleness in his hands and voice slips away effortlessly and his touch becomes demanding again. He spreads my legs wide and lifts my lower half in the air, putting me fully on display for him. Thankfully, this no longer embarrasses me. In fact, not a lot does anymore. Now I'm able to come when Edward goes down on me, which I certainly wasn't when he did it the first time on Valentine's Day last year. I mean, Edward was good at it and it felt nice, but I was too embarrassed to ever get near that place which was a bit of a bummer for him, I could tell. Thankfully, he forgot all about it two minutes later when I kissed my way down his stomach and took him in my mouth for the first time ever and it ended up being a wonderful night. We've learned so much about each other, and what kind of stuff we like to do sexually, in the past year. I don't view our relationship through rose colored glasses anymore, and I know our relationship isn't perfect, but that just means that it's real; that we're real. We have disagreements and we do argue on occasion, but as far as the sex stuff goes, we're golden.

As if to prove my statement, Edward chooses that moment to position himself and push inside me, making me gasp with pleasure.

"Ohh, yeah," he exhales and grips my hips tighter. "Feels so good. Fuck, baby."

Edward really does seem to enjoy it more since he got tested, just in case, and we stopped using condoms altogether. There really wasn't any point. I take my birth control religiously and Edward came out with a clean bill of health. Plus, it's a lot more convenient like this when we want to do it in the shower.

Edward starts thrusting eagerly, his hands roaming all over me; grabbing my breasts, pinching my nipples and his right hand finds that special place between my legs.

"Is it good?" he grunts.

"Yeah, so good," I moan and push back against him.

I feel kind of silly now that I used to worry about maybe not knowing how to do this. It comes so naturally whenever we're together. And we really are very, very good at this.

Edward's fingers caress me and his other hand tangles in my hair, pulling it gently, while he continues to push and push and, oh my God, push into me. I can feel every inch of him sliding in and out, making me see bursts of white light behind my closed eyelids.

"Ugh, so hot like this!" Edward groans as his hips slap against my backside. "You like me fucking you, baby? Fucking you hard?"

I can't give him much of a coherent answer because just then, I come.

"Fuck! Fuck! I can feel you!" Edward shouts. "Gonna come too."

He pushes me down onto the mattress, grinding into me a few times before he collapses on top of me, breathing harshly in my ear. I can feel his heart pounding against my back as he leaves wet hot kisses on my shoulder and the side of my neck.

"I love you," he pants and wraps his arms around me to roll the both of us onto our sides. "I love you, Bella."

"Mmm, I love you too," I hum happily, shifting around and turning in his arms until I'm facing him.

I tilt my head up and we kiss, softly and gently.

"Man, that's was awesome," Edward grins when he pulls back.

I laugh in response and cuddle against him, rubbing my chin against the soft hair on his chest. There's a bit more now than there was last year. He's a little taller, too, and more broad shouldered. My boyfriend is turning into such a man right in front of me. But I've changed, as well. As per tradition, I've gained a little weight after starting college. At first it freaked me out a bit but Edward loves what it's done to my body, especially my boobs and ass. I can tell that my hips are a little wider, too, because I've gone from a size four to a size six in jeans. That's just all a part of growing up, I guess. And I do like that I'm not gangly anymore. I look more like a woman now, which is pretty awesome and I don't feel like such a kid standing next to my very tall and well-muscled boyfriend. On the inside, though, I still sometimes feel like a kid and Edward laughs when I get excited about watching my cartoons on Saturday morning with a bowl of cereal but always ends up joining me on the couch anyway.

Edward's fingertips caress my naked back and I drift. My eyes start to droop. I'm warm and happy. Suddenly, Edward is stroking my cheek, gently coaxing me back to consciousness. I must have fallen asleep at some point because now he's dressed, sitting up on the bed.

"Hey," he whispers. "Wake up, baby. I want to give you your present now."

"Yeah?" I lift my head and smile. "I don't have to wait until tomorrow?"

"I'm too excited to wait," he confesses with a huge smile and reaches over to rummage through his nightstand.

Oh, wow! I wonder what he got for me.

I sit up and the cover slips from my body. Edward turns to face me and I smile when I see how his eyes drift downwards to my bare breasts and linger there. You would think he was used to seeing them by now, but he still ogles my nakedness shamelessly. It's pretty awesome.

"Um, yeah," he says and forces his eyes to meet mine. "Happy Valentine's Day, Bella."

He holds out his hand and in it is…a small black velvet covered box. It looks like a ring box. My heart starts to pound.


"Tha-that's not what I think it is, is it?" I stutter.

"Nah, probably not," Edward grins and pushes it into my lap. "Just open it, silly."

I draw a deep breath and nod as I slowly open it to peer inside. Huge sigh of relief. It's a bracelet!

"Oh, it's beautiful!" I say and examine it more closely.

"It matches your necklace," Edward supplies. "See the heart charm?"

"I love it," I whisper. "Thank you, Edward."

"Take it out!" he encourages.

I look up. He's practically bouncing on the bed; he's very excited about…something. I pull the bracelet out and something else comes into vision, something silver is also attached to it. It's a key and also a tag of some kind. I glance up, feeling a little confused.

"Um, the key to your heart?" I guess with a grin.

"You have that already," he replies with a smirk. "No, that's a key to the apartment. I…Bella, I want to ask you to move in with me."

"Move in with you," I echo. "Live here together?"

Edward nods.

"I know that some people will probably say that we're young for something like that but you're here all the time anyway and…and I want it to be official. I hate spending nights apart, my bed's too big without you, and the kitchen is so empty at breakfast. I miss you when you leave, you know? I love you and I want you here with me."

Bella Swan can't come to the phone right now, as she has just turned into a pile of goo.

"Aand…" Edward says, jumping off the bed. "I already got you a moving-in present."

He runs out of the bedroom and I can hear him speaking softly in the living room.

Who's here?

I quickly grab my t-shirt, which is hanging over the headboard, and slip it on. Edward comes back in and I can feel my eyes widen. In his arm he's holding a puppy! A chocolate colored Labrador, by the looks of it. My heart melts even more.

"You got me a dog?" I squeal and hold out my hands.

Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!

"Technically, I got us a dog," Edward grins, obviously noticing my eagerness to hold it. "You want it?"

The puppy is squirming in his arms, trying to get loose. Clearly, it wants to join me on the bed.

"Hand it over, Cullen!" I demand and he finally relents.

The little dog jumps into my lap and immediately starts giving me puppy kisses, wriggling around and digging to get underneath the covers. I can't stop laughing.

"Here, here!" I guffaw and hand it back over to Edward. "I need to put on some pants. Has it been here this whole time in the living room?"

"No, she would have ruined the surprise with her barking, I think. Liam, the guy who lives across the hall looked after her. Do you like her?" he asks as I head for the wardrobe where I've had my own drawer since he moved in here.

"Aw, it's a girl dog?" I coo and slip on some boy shorts and pajama pants.

"Yeah, they had a boy one too; a russet one, but I didn't like the look of it. It seemed like trouble," he says. "Besides, I don't need another guy vying for your attention."

I roll my eyes.

"You're one to talk," I say. "All those co-eds flocking around you everywhere."

"I only want you, Bella," he says, looking serious. "It's only ever been you."

"I know," I nod. "For me, too."
"So, what do you say?" he asks, smiling now and holding up the puppy. "Wanna move in with us? This little girl needs a mommy."

"You don't play fair," I grin and climb into bed with the two of them.

Edward takes the bracelet and removes the key, as well as the dog tag, before putting it on me. It's so very pretty and I smile.

"Will you?" Edward asks again.

I look around the cozy little bedroom where we have spent so many fantastic nights making love and sleeping, all wrapped up in each other. Then I imagine the kitchen where I taught Edward how to cook mac and cheese, which is his favorite, and he showed his appreciation by bending me over the counter until I screamed his name in complete abandon. Then there's the living room where we study, snuggle up to watch movies and hang out with friends. Whenever I go to my dorm room, I feel out of place. It's not just Edward that I miss whenever I leave here. This apartment feels like home to me.

"I will," I reply and smile when I see his look of excitement.

Who would ever have thought someone as handsome, charming and popular as Edward Cullen wanted to go out on a date with me, let alone become my live in boyfriend? But he does. He really, really wants this, I can tell.

"It's going to be so great," he promises and we seal the deal with a kiss.

"What should we do tomorrow for Valentine's Day?" I ask. "Can we just maybe get my stuff from the dorm and then stay in for the night?"

"Yeah, that sounds really nice," Edward says with a grin. "You'll cook my dinner wearing nothing but an apron and heels, while I watch sports on the couch."

I scowl.

"Kidding! Kidding!" he laughs, holding up his hands in surrender. "Although that apron idea does have some merit."

"Well, maybe I'll do it then," I reply like it's no big deal. "Then you can sneak up behind me while I'm cooking and…you know."

"R-really?" Edward gulps. "'Cause that would be…awesome."

His face gets all flustered and before I know it, he has swept the puppy up and leaves with it. I hear him clanking around with bowls and then he's back, looking really turned on.

"I just gave her some food and a few toys. We have probably fifteen minutes," he rushes out before he starts tugging at my clothes.

"I promise I'll be more romantic tomorrow," he says in between kisses as he frantically undresses me. "But right now. Fuck, you naked in an apron would be so hot!"

I giggle at the thought of actually doing that. We've never really talked about fantasies like that but it's obvious that we've just uncovered one of Edward's. I wonder what else he fantasizes about but decide to save that conversation for later when I feel my boyfriend's hands on my naked skin. As soon as I'm naked he practically rips his own clothes off, throws me down and starts kissing and touching me like a man possessed.

"You, on top," he grunts and shifts us around until I'm straddling his thighs.

And so we do it, in my favorite position. Edward's mouth is on my breasts and hands grip my hips as he slams me down on him again and again. His lips find my ear and the sound of him grinding out his dirty words makes me go completely wild. I push him down on his back, grab the headboard and ride him until I see stars again. He follows me immediately afterwards, calling out both my name and several colorful words that he never uses anywhere else.

"Holy shit," Edward pants and pulls me down for a kiss. "You're the best. Fuck, that was amazing! I can't believe I get to have you here every night. Will you really cook me dinner naked?"

I chuckle and lay down on his chest, enjoying the feel of his arms around me.

"Yeah," I murmur and kiss him right above his still racing heart. "Whatever makes you happy."
"You make me happy," Edward says. "So much, Bella."

I know exactly what he means and lift my head to kiss him until we hear the puppy scratching at the door and have to detangle our limbs to let her in.

All three of us snuggle up in bed together, but I have a hard time falling asleep because I'm so happy that it feels like I'm flying on the inside. I can already imagine how much I'm going to love living here with my boyfriend and…

"Hey," I whisper. "What should we name the puppy?"

"How about Bella the Second," Edward suggests with a yawn. "She's got beautiful brown eyes just like you."

I grin. We can figure it out another time. After all, we have all the time in the world together. I lie still for a while, feeling Edward behind me and the dog who's sleeping curled up against my stomach. I don't think it's possible to be any happier than I am right now.

"By the way, I saw how freaked out you were when I handed you the jewelry box so I thought I'd give you fair warning to get used to it: You're totally getting a ring for Valentine's Day next year, future Mrs. Cullen," Edward whispers softly. "We can have a long engagement if you'd like, but I'm going to marry you someday, just so you know."

My heart flutters and I know I was wrong before. There's always a new level of happiness when I'm with Edward.

"Okay," I whisper back and smile in the dark when he gives my hand a soft squeeze in response.

I used to say that Halloween was my favorite holiday, and for a while I thought Valentine's Day would replace it. But now I know the best night of the year is the night before Valentine's Day. It doesn't hold special meaning to billions of people like the other two, but it does to Edward and me. That night belongs to us and it always will.

The end.

I hope you liked that little glimpse of Edward and Bella's night before Valentine's Day, one year later. And, of course, they had to get a dog just like Edward imagined. :)

I hope I was able to show that the two of them are growing up and becoming more experienced in every way. And how about dirty talkin' Edward? ;)

I'm sad to see them go, but they're happy and together so I think it's safe to leave them here.

I am really going to miss doing these daily updates. Thank you for making these past two weeks so much fun! And have a great Valentine's Day, no matter how you spend it. :)