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My boyfriend is the most romantic man in the world. Not only did he plan an intimate dinner party with the people nearest and dearest to my heart; he gave me the stars – literally. I'd never felt so overwhelmed or more loved in my life.
When I asked Edward the next morning why he planned it that way, he said it was because I'd just come home from my book tour and all the stress it carried with it; Alec and the fear that he'd come after me again. It was also because he was taking me with him to Ireland for Christmas, and I'd be far away from my parents for the first time in my life. He loved and cherished me and he wanted everyone important to me to know that.
We snuggled in bed for a while before making love slowly and quietly – much different from our lovemaking the night before. We'd had such an overwhelming need for each other. That morning, there was no rush, no quest for dominance over the other – just sweet kisses, tender touches and whispered words of love in my favorite language. Yeah, Italian and French had nothing on Gaelic.
"Darlin'… what time are yer parents coming?"
"Umm, I'm not sure. Carlisle and Esme are bringing them over."
I was still in the shower and Edward was already dressed and making coffee for us.
"I'll call them and find out."
I heard the shower door open and opened my eyes to find Edward's head peeking in the shower.
"Ye okay, darlin'?"
"Yeah … I'm fine. Just remembering last night and how truly wonderful it was. Thank you again, baby."
I kissed him quickly not wanting to get him all wet again and pulled the door closed.
When I was finally dressed, I made my way into our kitchen to find a cup of coffee on the counter and a red rose lying next to it with a note written in Edward's beautiful script.
There were a few things missing from the kitchen that we'll need for lunch, so I've gone to the store. Relax and enjoy your coffee, I'll be back before you know it.
True to his word, my love was back not ten minutes later with two grocery bags in his arms and a smile on his handsome face.
"Miss me?" he asked.
"Always. You should have told me, I would have hurried and we could have gone to the store together."
"I didn't want ye to rush. I was gone maybe twenty minutes. It was worth it to give ye the extra time," he grinned.
"Aunt Es said they'd be here around noon. Do ye want to have lunch here or downstairs?"
I bit my lip as I pondered eating downstairs in the pub or here in our loft. We'd never invited company over to our loft before and for it to be the people who meant the most to us made it special.
"Here. We've never invited anyone here before."
The smile on his face was breathtaking as he came to the same realization and then he became serious.
"Bella, ye know this is every bit yer home as it is mine."
I nodded and kissed his lips softly.
"I know that."
I looked around the room to see our things meshed together and couldn't help but think how well they worked together. Edward's sleek piano was adorned with photos that I'd framed of us. His masculine leather couch was accented by my plush chair and soft throw in the corner. The only thing in the bedroom that I'd changed was the comforter and I added a throw blanket at the end of the bed. Edward had added a dresser on top of which more pictures of us together sat. This truly was our loft. Our home.
I was broken out of our musings by the ringing of Edward's phone. I listened as he answered and realized that it was either Carlisle or Esme letting him know that they were pulling up in front of the Pub.
We quickly made our way down to greet them. Jasper and Alice were manning the bar and greeted my parents and Edward's Aunt and Uncle as well. Edward gave them a brief tour of the Pub before we made our way through the kitchen and up the stairs to our loft.
It felt so surreal to have people over to our loft. Not even our close friends had been here and now we were entertaining my parents and Edward's aunt and uncle. I knew it was only lunch but it felt like so much more.
Edward gave my parents a tour of the loft while Esme and Carlisle looked at our photos on the piano. I went to the kitchen to start on lunch. I had decided on chicken and pasta with a creamy alfredo sauce. It was something simple and easy to put together. As I finished up mom and Esme poked their head in the kitchen.
"Sweetie, I love the loft. It's nothing like I expected it to be, being over a pub and all. It's big and open and has this lovely view of the city. And this kitchen is huge."
"Thanks, mom. The kitchen happens to be my favorite part besides the view."
"I have to agree, Bella. The view is beautiful. It's what I've always loved about this loft. Edward was lucky when he found the pub and this loft was just a bonus."
"I'm glad he found it. It really suits us."
"So what can we do?" Esme asked with a bright smile.
"I'm almost finished. I'm just waiting for the chicken to get done and then we'll be ready. If you want to set the table that would be good. Oh and get the wine out of the fridge. The wine glasses are in the cabinet above the sink."
Esme poured us each a glass a wine before she and Renee set the table. Edward had come in asking if I needed any help when I shooed him out of the kitchen to spend time with Carlisle and Charlie. He grabbed three beers, kissing my cheek before returning to the living room.
While we waited for the chicken to finish I chatted with Esme and Renee.
"Ye and my nephew are going to Ireland for Christmas. Are ye excited?"
"I am. I've never traveled outside of the US before. Ireland has always been a place I wanted to see. I can't wait for Edward to show me everything."
"I know he'll be happy yer there. My sister will be happy to meet the woman who has captured her son's heart."
"I can't wait to meet her too, as well as the rest of his family. There's so much I want to know about Edward and his heritage."
Warm arms wrapped around me as a soft kiss was placed on the side of my neck. "I can't wait to show ye that part of me. I want ye to know everything there is."
I turned in his arms a little to kiss his lips sweetly. "Thank you."
Lunch was filled with comfortable conversation. Charlie told us old stories from being on the force while Carlisle spoke about what he loved about being a doctor. Esme reminisced about being back in Ireland while Renee spoke of her and Phil's life lovingly. I sat back and listened contently reveling in the warmth that spread in my chest at the love for my family.
Edward squeezed my hand and I turned to see a warm, loving smile on his face. He leaned down to brush his lips to mine. "I love ye, darlin'."
"I love you, too, Edward."
Before we knew it, it was time to say goodbye to my parents. Edward and I wished them both safe trips, promising to visit soon before they each were on a planes to different destinations.
The time after my birthday seemed to fly by. Edward was back to studying for his last semester and tending to the bar while I worked on my book. We spent lazy mornings wrapped in each other's arms, nights at the pub and anywhere in between making slow, sweet love.
Halloween was a new holiday for us to celebrate, and when October 31st arrived we had our very own costume party. All our friends dressed for the occasion but it was Emmett's costume that was the biggest hit. He had dressed as a French maid with a wig and all. He looked ridiculous with the short skirt, fishnet stockings and a feather duster in his hand. To see that big brute dressed like a woman was hysterical but Emmett ate up the attention. Not giving a shit what others thought.
I had dressed in a short, white, nurse dress that stopped right in the middle of my thighs and connected with thigh high white stockings. I had on knee high red stilettos and to complete the outfit I had a nurse hat and a red stethoscope around my neck. Edward's eyes seemed to take everything in as I walked out of the bedroom in my costume. He couldn't seem to form coherent sentences and that was worth every penny spent on that costume.
It seemed so wrong to be standing in front of Edward wearing my naughty nurse costume when he was the epitome of the G rating wearing his Prince Charming costume. He looked devastatingly handsome with his hair styled and his crisp, white military style jacket and blood red pants both trimmed in gold. He wore shiny, patent leather shoes and his trademark crooked smile – the one he saved just for me.
"Well don't you look handsome." I grinned.
"Ye look absolutely lethal in that outfit, darlin'. I'm not sure I should be taking ye out and subjecting unknowing men to that."
"Hmm … maybe we should have put you in a caveman costume instead?" I giggled.
"No … I'm not going to throw ye over my shoulder and carry ye off to my den. I will however, gladly offer ye me arm and help ye down the stairs in those deathtraps ye call boots. I'll even show ye off at the party."
"Oh you will, huh?"
"Mmmhmm. I'll gladly prove to those unknowing men that yer mine." He growled as he placed a nipping kiss to my neck.
"Let's go … the quicker we get down there, the sooner we can get back up here."
It was Alice's idea to host the party in the Pub. Whatever possessed him to say yes to her, I'll never know. She came in and decorated like the Tasmanian Devil – barking orders at us like we had nothing better to do.
All she would tell us about her costume was that she was planning on dressing like a fairy. We all assumed that she'd be going as Tinkerbell. Edward, Emmett, Rose and I joked that she'd make Jasper go as Peter Pan, but we were all surprised when he walked in dressed like Billy the Kid.
"So where's Tink?" I asked Jasper.
"She'll be here later." He grinned. "But she's not coming as Tinkerbell."
The party was going really well. Even our regular patrons had come in and joined in the merriment. The music was loud and thumping – all of the TV's off for a change. Colored strobe lights, cobwebs and a smoke machine added to the ambiance. A cauldron filled with dry ice sat on the bar in front of my usual barstool.
"Eddie, you gotta do this every year!" Mike, one of our regulars slurred out. "This is awesome!"
"Annd yer next drink will be a Coke." Edward grinned. "Glad yer having a good time, Mikey."
It was well after nine when Alice floated in – and I do mean floated. She was indeed dressed as a fairy, and what we all thought would be a provocative costume was completely the opposite. It was beautiful – and she looked ethereal when she walked in. A gown made of several shades of wispy pink fabric floated around her – the bodice was fitted and completely covered in hundreds of tiny crystals. The wings Alice wore on her back were so thin they looked like they could have been conjured from pixie dust.
Jasper just grinned at her like a fool. Like a lovesick fool – but I couldn't fault him because Edward and I probably looked at each other exactly like that.
"You, sugar are a sight for sore eyes." Jasper smiled, pulling Alice into his embrace.
"I bet you say that to all the girls," Alice giggled. "You have quite a rep there, Billy."
I joined Edward behind the bar so that Jasper could spend some time with Alice. I enjoyed working with Edward behind the bar. He even teased me that his regulars missed me when I wasn't there.
"Just don't lean too far over the bar, darlin'," Edward whispered. "If ye do, ye'll be showing everyone me finest assets."
Edward grinned and smacked me on the ass. Had he hit me any lower and I would have moaned out loud. Between his sauciness and his mention that my ass was his finest asset – I was done. I just wanted to kick everyone out and go upstairs with my Prince Charming.
Unfortunately it was a few hours before we were able to close up the bar. Thankfully, Rosalie and Emmett stayed to help Edward and I clean up and we had everything done pretty quickly. Once Edward closed the door behind them, he turned back to the bar where I was sitting on a barstool sipping on a pint that I'd poured for myself.
Edward's eyes never left me as he stalked toward me.
"I think I'm not feeling very well, darlin' … I might need ye to check me out. I think I'm feelin' feverish."
I ran my fingers through his gelled hair and kissed his lips softly.
"Oh, poor baby. Let me take you upstairs and nurse you back to health."
Edward grinned against my lips and picked me up in his arms.
"Then let me lead ye to me castle me fair lady."
We couldn't get up to the loft fast enough. Edward set me on my feet next to our bed and pulled off my little hat and stethoscope before getting down on one knee and lowering the zippers on my boots. After he pulled off each boot, he lovingly kissed up each leg. When he finished, he leaned his head against my stomach and took a deep breath before raising up to his full height again.
Although we had naughty intentions from the moment I walked out in my costume there was nothing that could touch the sweet tenderness of the moment we were in. Edward looked down at me so lovingly. I kissed him sweetly before unbuttoning his jacket and pushed it from his shoulders. Every moment was unrushed. Edward repeated my gesture – unfastening the buttons on my dress leaving me in a lacy white bra and boy shorts. He gasped as he revealed a bandage on my left hip.
"What's this, darlin'? Did ye hurt yerself?"
"No, I'm fine, baby. That is a surprise for you."
I pushed the lace down on my hips a little and gently pulled the tape and gauze away to reveal Edward's gift. I had gotten a tattoo – an intricate vine with shamrocks and Edward's initials incorporated into the design.
"Bella … " Edward breathed as he kneeled down once again to get a better look.
I bit my lip – so unsure if he loved it or hated it. Getting a tattoo wasn't something I'd discussed with him although he had mentioned getting another one himself. A couple days before I was out and about doing some shopping with Alice when we walked by Eclipse Designs. I found myself walking through the doors and before I knew it one of the artists was sketching out the exact vision I had in my head of what I was looking for. I just hoped that Edward liked it.
"There are no words, baby." Edward whispered.
He was right. The intense look in his eyes told me everything I needed to know. He loved it and he was overwhelmed by the sentiment behind it.
He leaned in close to it with his lips.
"Edward … it's not healed yet."
"I know, darlin'. I won't touch it, I promise."
He placed a soft kiss on my tender skin just below the fresh ink and gently pulled the gauze back over it and smoothed the tape to my skin.
"Bed, darlin'." Edward said softly.
I pulled the covers back and crawled into the center of the bed as Edward pulled his pants and boxers off. His eyes were dark as he crawled toward me and sat next to me.
Edward pulled me over to straddle his lap.
"I love that you did that for me, Bella. It means more to me than ye can possibly know that ye wear me name on yer body."
I took his face in my hands and ghosted my lips against his before kissing him forcefully. He gratefully returned my kisses and glided his tongue against my lip, opening for me and allowing my tongue to caress his.
Edward's arms wrapped around me and pulled me close. I could feel his hard length between us and I began to move my hips against him seeking the friction I wanted and needed so badly. Edward's magic fingers unhooked the clasp of my bra and gentle hands drug the straps down the length of my arms. Warm lips kissed the skin of my breasts and a wet tongue lapped at my aching nipples.
I rose up to try and remove my panties but Edward wasn't having any of it. He pushed my hips down and I could feel the lace scraping against his cock. His hand cupped my sex and he rubbed against me before pushing my panties aside and lifting me up only to lower me down onto him.
"Ugh … Edward, you feel so good."
He grunted quietly as he thrust into me and I met the rhythm of his movements.
"I love ye, Bella."
"Oh God, I love you too, Edward."
"I need you to control it, Bella … I don't want to hurt ye."
"You're not hurting me, baby. You feel so good. Ugh, so good."
Even with my words meant to comfort him, I could feel Edward giving himself over to me – handing me the control I didn't want. One look into his mossy green eyes and I knew he needed this.
I began to move above him with reckless abandon. He felt way too good buried inside me.
As my movements quickened, I could feel his pelvis hit my clit – it was such a delicious and overwhelming feeling.
"Ye feel so good, Bella. Just like that."
I moved above him changing my pace to long languorous strokes but keeping the friction I'd found.
"Feck … Bella, I'm not going to last, baby."
"Come for me, baby," I begged.
I could feel the pressure building low inside me as I felt him tense up, my muscles began to tense around his cock as he spilled into me. My orgasm washed over me as I wrapped my arms around Edward clinging to him as we rode out our waves of ecstasy.
Edward's hand rubbed soothing circles onto my back as I rested my head against his chest. I listened to the quick thrumming of his heart as we both caught our breath. I felt his lips against the top of my head and he rolled us to the side keeping us intimately connected and his arms still wrapped around me. I'd never felt closer to him than I did in that moment. I looked up at him to see sleepy eyes looking down at me with a soft smile. He seemed like he wanted to say something but he couldn't get the words past his lips.
"What is it?" I asked quietly.
"I love ye so feckin' much, Isabella Marie Swan and I'm so glad yer mine."
I smiled into his chest before reaching up and brushing a kiss against his lips.
"I love you too, Edward Anthony Masen."
The next morning I woke up with my favorite arms in the world wrapped around me. Edward was peppering my shoulder and neck with warm kisses. It was by far the best way to wake up. Ever. I turned my head and met his lips with mine as he pushed his hips into me, his erection pushing against my bum. I hitched my leg up on top of his and he pushed his cock into my warm, wet center.
Edward slid in and out of me slowly. Our morning loving was slow and tender. Warm calloused hands found my breasts and fondled them as he delightfully worked our bodies against each other. It didn't take him long to work us into a frenzy and I could feel the ache in my lower body as he grew impossibly harder inside me. One of his hands moved down to circle my clit.
No words were shared between us; the only sounds in the room were the slapping of our skin against each other and the moans and grunts we emitted.
Edward came with a growl as he spilled into me and I whimpered as I came; crashing over him. He nuzzled into my neck and murmured 'I love you' against my heated skin.
"I love you, too," I whispered.
After cuddling a bit longer, we managed to get up and start our day. Edward had class that morning, and I promised that I would wait for the delivery that would come in around eleven.
"I should be back around eleven-thirty. I'm only takin' notes today."
"I'll be fine," I promised. "Jazz should be here around the same time as the delivery guy. You be a good boy and behave in class and I'll be here when you get home." I chided.
"Love ye, darlin'."
"Love you too," I giggled. "Now get out of here!"
Edward was just finishing up his Master's. He'd defend his thesis the week before we leave for Ireland so he was spending the fall semester sitting in on various business classes and taking notes. After taking the summer off he fell right back into his studies and once again we found ourselves sitting side by side working at our dining room table; me on my book and Edward on his argument.
A few more weeks.
That's all the time we had left before our trip to Ireland and I couldn't wait.
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