A Nerd Story of Love

Maui

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Just fair warning...this chapter will be filled with extra juicy lemony goodness. If you're under the age to vote...don't read.

Also, I don't own any of this. I make no money for writing these stories. Though I would like to. I just need to get an original thought or characters. Or something...

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Maui

BPOV

Yeah, I pretty much sucked the entire trip from Phoenix to Chicago. I was so cranky and bitchy and mean and I'm surprised that Edward still wanted to be with me. Then, couple that with my period and broken items from the move, I was horrific. Alice managed to calm me down. Thankfully. She gave us a tour of our home, complete with all of the furniture except for the master bedroom furniture and Edward's music room. We had a quiet dinner with Alice and Jasper before they left. As soon as they did, Edward and I went to sleep. It was a long and taxing trip for both of us. Plus, Edward had to go to work the next day. I got to look forward to dealing with the DMV.

Six hours, one written test, one driving test and several forms later, I had a new driver's license and new registration for my car. I drove home and called my mom, informing her that I got in safe and sound. She was happy to hear that. She was upset about my broken items, but it's not the first time that happened. When she moved into the house with Phil, all of his china that he got from his parents as his inheritance was completely shattered. It was insanely expensive Wedgewood china, too. My mom put the whole thing in perspective. I was with Edward and the things that were broken could be replaced. Edward couldn't. He was unique and irreplaceable.

When did my mom become so wise? It's scary...

The next day, Alice took me out to purchase our bedroom furniture. I wanted to go with my fiancé, but Edward was pretty much working up until we left for Maui. If he wasn't working at Whitlock, he was working on the foundation. His work ethic amazed me. One of the many things I loved about him.

We'd been in the house for about a week when Edward came home. He had Tim with him. They were chattering about the foundation and the plans for the warehouse for the kids. We decided to go out in celebration as Tim was hired as the contractor for the foundation and he was also going to do some architectural work on the plans as well. We went out to some bar and grill. They were discussing the logistics of Tim's working in Chicago. Through the foundation, Edward would provide some money for obtaining an apartment. If Tim liked it enough, he would have to make the lease permanent. However, Edward started the preliminary work for Tim's living arrangements. After dinner, Tim went back to his hotel. Edward and I went back to the house.

As soon as we were inside the house, we attacked each other. Seeing Edward in his 'compassionate, CEO' mode made my girly bits tingle. We made love on the washer and dryer. I don't know what came over us, but the overwhelming need to be with Edward was too much. He felt the same way about me. It had been nearly three and half weeks since we last been with each other. Being separated, moving in together, Edward's insane work schedule and me having my period made it difficult to be intimate. After our whirlwind love making session in the laundry room, Edward carried me up to our bedroom. We made love slowly and passionately in our new bed, rekindling our spark. The glow behind Edward's eyes was penetrating as he entered me. Tears pricked my eyes at the love I saw there.