The One That Got Away

Chapter Twenty-Seven

For those of you who read the Get Your Southern On contest entries, this is my contribution. I am tickled at the results ... first place in public vote and third place for the judge's choice. I've decided to break this up into smaller, drabblish chapters and it will be continued. The contest contribution is the first six or so chapters, roughly. I don't know how long it will be, but I do have it planned. Thank you to Bridget for betaing this for me and for Clo, who created the banner.

Thank you for those of you who have read this! I hope you continue to do so! Without further ado ...

This is the beginning of the extension of the original contest entry. ALL NEW! Thank you for sticking with me and I hope you enjoy this!

Up next will be some touristy stuff and time with Alice and Jasper, plus there will be drama on the horizon. And Bella will meet the kids. I just wanted to establish them as a couple minus those adorable kiddos, but they will come into play soon.

The next morning, Edward woke up first. He was still on eastern time and his body was ready to go at almost seven in the morning. Granted, it would have been sleeping in for him, but he was up. Extracting his body from Bella's warm bed, he took the time to stare at her while she slept. He pale skin practically glowed from within. Her heart-shaped face was covered in a warm blush. The deep mahogany curls shone brightly in the rising sun, displaying red, warm highlights. His eyes moved down and her arms were under her pillow. He could see just hint of her breast from under the blankets and her leg was kicked out from the covers.

"One day, I will marry you, Isabella Swan," he whispered in the quiet morning. He leaned down and kissed her temple before going into the bathroom. He peed and took a shower, dressing casually in a pair of jeans and button-down. Padding to the kitchen, he made some coffee and rooting around in her fridge to make Bella breakfast in bed. He found the makings for blueberry pancakes and he got to work.

Just as finished making Bella breakfast, her nose woke her up and she got up from her tangle of blankets. Swiping Edward's shirt from the night before, she padded to the bathroom and walked to the kitchen. "That should be porn," she giggled. "A hot guy, wearing glasses, cooking in a state-of-the-art kitchen."

"Perhaps I should just remove all of my clothes and wear only an apron?" Edward quipped, arching his brow over his frames. "Do you want me to peel your grapes or fan you with a giant palm?"

"I just want the apron gone so my love slave can pleasure me," Bella laughed, sitting on one of the stools near the stove. Edward poured her a cup of coffee and placed it in front of her. "Thank you. I love this stuff."

"So does your dad," Edward chuckled. "Every time he comes over to my place, all he wants is the Cinnamon Bun coffee. I buy the K-Cups for him."

"He could get it himself," Bella snorted.

"I have a distinct impression that he doesn't know how to use the coffee maker and he drinks the sludge at the precinct," Edward quipped.

"Oh, he knows. He's just being lazy," Bella said, sipping her coffee. "How often do you see my dad?"

"You'd be surprised. Whenever we have a child endangerment case, Charlie personally takes care of it. He's at the hospital a lot. Plus, he and my dad are close. I think they are on the same bowling team. Some over fifty bowling league," Edward shrugged, putting the last of the pancakes onto a plate he'd found.

"My dad bowls? Your dad bowls?" Bella choked out.

"Shocking, I know," Edward replied, carrying the plate of pancakes and bacon to the tiny dinette Bella had in her condo. She followed him, sitting down in the proffered chair. "Okay, you want to talk about porn? You wearing my shirt."

"And only your shirt," she smirked.

Edward blew out a breath. "You're killing me, Swan. My dick is about to burst through my jeans to find your pussy like a heat-seeking missile. And to know there's no barrier? Fuck me!"

"Maybe later," Bella giggled, pulling on Edward's hand and forcing him to sit down. "You're a guest. Why are you cooking?"

"I wanted to do something nice for you," he replied. "You've opened up your home and you're taking days off work to be with me."

"You're away from your kids and also taking time off from work," she argued.

"Get used to the idea that I want to spoil you," Edward smiled crookedly. Bella rolled her eyes and tucked into her breakfast. As they ate, Bella told Edward her plans for the day. Basically, she was going to show off her new hometown. Taking Edward to the Pike Public Market, first Starbucks, Space Needle and just wander around the city. Tonight, would be dinner at Canlis. She'd already made reservations. On Saturday, Bella planned on taking Edward to the library to show off where she worked and then they would be having dinner with Alice and Jasper, going to Elliott's Oyster House. Before they left for the afternoon of exploration, Bella reached into her closet and held out a blue bag. "What's this?" Edward asked.

"A little something," she giggled. "I told Jasper, my co-worker about your foray in being a superhero. During lunch on Monday, we went to one of his favorite comic book haunts and I bought you a present."

Edward arched a brow and tore into the shiny blue bag. He barked out a laugh when he pulled out a bright blue Superman shirt. "Really? Superman?"

"He's a superhero, just like you," Bella smirked.

"I'm more like Clark Kent, sweetness," Edward chuckled. "Nerdy and wears glasses."

"Please. No nerd I know has muscles like you," Bella scoffed.

"I'm shocked I have muscles at all. Do you know the last time I worked out?" Edward asked. "Senior year of high school in physical education. When I get a chance, I try to run, but with the hectic hours I carry, it's virtually impossible."

"Well, in the eyes of the kids in Lucy and Liam's class, you're a superhero, but you're my personal Superman," Bella said, wrapping her arms around his neck. He smiled crookedly, dipping his head to brush his lips against hers. She melted against his body, threading her fingers into his thick hair. Edward deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue between her lips and cupped her ass. He growled lowly in his throat, tasting her sweet mouth.

Breaking apart, Edward was panting heavily. "Your lips are my Kryptonite."

"You say that like it's a bad thing," Bella quipped, her fingers gliding down his cheeks and caressing his mouth. "Is it so bad to have a weakness to kiss the woman you love?"

"Hmmm, never," he smiled, kissing her once more and carrying her to the bedroom.

Suffice it to say, their sightseeing adventure started later than intended. Edward wanted to thoroughly enjoy his Kryptonite and thank the love of his life for her thoughtful, though funny, present.

A/N: Yeah, they're horny. Bella's going to feel his presence for a long, long time. And no, I don't want to describe EVERY time that go at it like bunny rabbits. There will be at least one more lemon after Edward meets Alice and Jasper. Picture of Edward's t-shirt is on my blog. You can find it on my profile. I'm also on Facebook: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation. Twitter, too: tufano79.

Up next will be introductions between Edward and Alice and Jasper along with another lemon. Leave me some loving!