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I’ve come to the conclusion that going to grocery store with
Edward was akin to going to a toy store with a toddler. Everything he saw, he
needed to get. Almost all of it was unhealthy and processed. I gawked at him
and was amazed that he had the physique he did, muscular, toned and all-sorts
of sexy. He chuckled and said that he has awesome metabolism. I smacked him and
put all of the unhealthy, nasty food back on the shelves and got food that
wasn’t orange or filled with preservatives. Edward pouted like a child. However,
I did manage to slip the ingredients for some Bella brownies for my man-child
of a fiancé.
Batter on my man? Yes
and please…
Once we got back from the grocery store, I settled into the
couch and read my biology book for our first assignment. Edward had his head in
my lap as he read his, or rather, my education textbook. As I read, I idly ran
my fingers through his silky hair. He grabbed my hand and pressed a kiss into
my palm, lightly nibbling it. “I love you, beautiful,” Edward said as he looked
up at me.
“I love you, too, baby,” I said as I leaned down and kissed
his nose. “How did you like your education class?”
“It was good. Actually, I have Dr. Seppela,” Edward replied.
“Speaking of which, I forgot to give this to you after University Singers.”
Edward hopped up and dashed to his bag. He pulled out a large envelope, handing
it to me. “Dr. Seppela asked me to give you your final project from last
semester.”
“Oh, thanks,” I said, surprised. I pulled out the binder
from the envelope and looked at the grade sheet tucked into the front pocket. I
had gotten a perfect score and Dr. Seppela asked if she could use my unit
project as an example for the music education majors as it was very well
thought out and utilized a great deal of differentiation. I smiled and started
bouncing on the couch.
“What is it, baby?” Edward asked he sat down next to me,
curling his long legs under his body. I handed the grade sheet and he scanned
over it. His face broke into a huge grin and he gathered me into his arms. “You
are amazing, Bella. I’m so proud of you.” He kissed my forehead, nuzzling my
hair.
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