Chapter 43

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I balanced the tray in my hand, biting my bottom lip as I watched it. Like Bella I wasn't very good with my balance. I took each step back up to the room carefully.

The smell of the full English breakfast in front of me was making my mouth water. Let's not forget the gasses filled with chilled orange juice. You can see the condensation just dripping of the glass.

I bent down trying to keep balance of the tray as I opened the door. There she lay, hair sprawled across the pillow, her body face down and the quilt pulled down to her lower back.

Every just seeing the trail of her spin and the dimples on her back had my mind wandering. How is this sexy girl in love with me?

I smirk, stalking towards the bed, but not before kicking the door shut with my foot. It slams behind me quite loud, making Bella jump slightly as she wakes up. Well that's one way to do it.

"Edward." She says in a panic looking at the empty space next to her in bed.

She turn rapidly, eyes wild before she notices me. I selfishly drink in her beautiful body. The grey clouds from outside can not even dull how marvellous she looks against my white sheets.

I bite my lip.

"I have breakfast." I told her merrily. Lifting the tray slightly to indicate the food.

She smiled slightly, pulling the covers up a bit to cover her self.

"You didn't make it did you?" She teases and I roll my eyes coming to sit down next to her.

"I will never live down that attempt at cooking will I?" I asked.

She chuckled.

"Nope." She grinned. Pulling the cover up and over our bodies. I placed the tray on my lap.

"Wow, you defiantly didn't cook this." She said in awe as she took in the food.

"Thanks." I muttered, not really hurt by her words.

She leaned against me letting out a little giddy giggle. I love her giggle.

"Sorry. It's just that I've never even seen Charlie make such a destruction in a kitchen." She pointed out, taking her plate and fork.

I never saw Charlie Cook, which probably explains things.

I take a bite of the toast, the crunch making the quite room louder. It was stupid things like eating that I never understood with people. Now I understood.

Everything has a different taste some being sweet, savoury and even spicy. I really did not like spicy food and vegetables, well let's just say they were only good for health and not my taste buds.

"That was so good, I don't think I've ever been this full in my life." Bella groaned, placing her hands on her belly.

I eyed the last strip of bacon on her plate.

"You gonna eat that?" I asked her, pointing at her plate.

She grinned, her hair falling over her breath distractions me from the bacon.

"No, go ahead you can have it." She said.

I took the bacon strip, eating it and nearly swallowing it in hole. Pork was now at the top of my favourite foods.

"You know I don't think it's fair for you to have some pants on when I'm completely naked." Bella pointed out, her smirk suggestive.

"Oh, really." I chuckled and she nodded.

I set the tray down on the floor moving anything breakable.

Then I pounced on her, ripping the quilt away from her body and placing my knees either sides of her hips. I leaned down my face inches away from hers and I smiled.

"I think that can be fixed."

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29/08/2015

Ohhhhh snap, yep you wanted more friskiness, and I do not want to disappoint you readers. You horn dogs XD <3

Thank you all for the comments and votes I didn't think this side project would be a hit with anyone :)

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