Chapter Seventeen

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So, none of this is mine. I wrote the first chapter for a contest and now, I'm expanding it. What I own ... a condo and too many books. What I don't ... Twilight and all its characters. If I did, I'd be rich ... Sigh, I'm so not rich. LOL!

Up next will be them moving into their new home, some drama involving Edward and The Boss coming out to play. With that being said, there is a violence warning at the end. You've been warned.

Chapter Seventeen


In our bedroom at the condo, Bella was carefully packing our clothing. We were keeping the condo for when I needed to deal with something in the city or when Bella had to go to classes at night. However, we were moving into the new house in a matter of a day. Two weeks after we'd closed on it, Bella and my mother purchased gorgeous furniture for the place and it was being delivered. My parents were signing for the receipt of the furniture while Bella and I finished up clearing out the condo, which was mainly our clothing, kitchen utensils that Bella couldn't live without and my cache of weaponry.

Jasper and Jacob had set up the Fortress in the apartment above the garage and moved Jacob in. They also installed a state-of-the-art security system, complete with motion detectors, night-vision cameras and an electrified fence. The house was more secure than Fort Knox.

Jasper would work with Bella and my mom to furnish his home, but for now, he was staying in his condo with Alice in The Pinnacle. She was working on creating a clinic in the basement, complete with a surgical suite, examination room and recovery room. But, she had to move slowly, not rousing suspicion. Apparently, purchasing large amounts of medical equipment was suspect.

Really, you think?

"Edward?" Bella called. I walked into the bedroom from the office. She was dressed in a pair of shorts, showcasing her long-ass legs. "Dude, you're staring. My legs are pasty. Not at all sexy, Mobward."

"You're gorgeous. Shut up," I snorted, giving her a playful glare. "What is it, cara?"

"Can you get the other wardrobe box from the storage area?" she asked. "This one's filled and I haven't even made a dent in your clothing. You have more clothes than a woman, Edward."

"I blame Zafrina," I chuckled. "She is constantly trying to send me the latest fashions. I've got a model's body, supposedly." Bella's face hardened, her lips pursed. "What?"

"Did you ever fuck her?" she snapped, her eyes narrowed at me.

"Zafrina? No!" I answered, putting my hands on my hips. "I don't have the right equipment. She'd rather fuck you than me."

"Oh ... OH!" Bella said. "I'm sorry. I'm just being ... I'm sorry." She blushed and hid her face. I walked over to her, pulling her into my arms. She was stiff. I kissed her neck and she melted, her arms snaking around my middle. "I didn't mean to be such a bitch, Edward. I'm just ... I miss you."

"I'm right here, cara," I whispered, my fingers brushing through her soft curls of her hair.

"Not that way," she groaned and sitting down. "I'm horny, okay? Ever since I got sick, again, you haven't touched me. A few kisses here and there, but ... It's like I'm plagued or something. Alice gave me the go-ahead. Complete with a new depo shot!"

"With all that's happened, Uncle Jimmy's diner going up in flames, your illness and us moving, I didn't want to think that I was using your body for sex, Bella," I said, brushing my fingers along her cheeks. "I miss you, too. I miss sliding into your hot, wet, tight pussy."

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