A/N: Beta'd by the one and only... Midnight Cougar.

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters... I just make them do what I want... Please don't sue.

Summary: When Edward Cullen is hired to work on heartbroken writer Isabella Swan's house, will he end up fixing a lot more than just her house?

66.

"That was... weird," Bella said, but she was grinning.

"Yeah," Edward admitted, leaning against the wall next to her. He looked down at his feet a little shyly before glancing back up at Bella through his thick eyelashes. "It's moving kind of fast."

Bella nodded. "Look, if you wanna come clean to them all, I totally understand." She looked into Edward's eyes, waiting for him to say something. "I don't want you to feel forced into this."

Edward started laughing at that and reached out, pulling Bella into his arms. "You idiot."

"What?" Bella asked, pushing herself back enough to look into Edward's face.

"I fucking love you. Of course, I wanna marry you," Edward said, bringing his hand up to cup Bella's face. "So, I guess the question is… Do you wanna marry me?"

"God, yes." She grinned and leaned into his arms. "I love you, too."

They shared a kiss, standing in the middle of the hallway, not caring who saw them. When they finally pulled apart, Bella had a pensive look on her face. "You know, spring is a long time away."

Edward smirked at her and nodded. "A very long time away."

They started walking back slowly, swinging their clasped hands, both smiling to themselves.

"Hey, you know what's great about being our own bosses?" He grinned. "We can take vacation time whenever we want."

"A long one, too." She grinned back. "And one that possibly includes Irving, and then a lot less of our family than they would like."

They shared a loving smile, and Edward curled his fingers around Bella's, squeezing them slightly. Their future was looking brighter by the second, and they were finally getting their much deserved happily ever after.