Eight Days A Week

Eight Days A Week, Fan Fiction

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107yearoldvirgin
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5647059/1/Eight_Days_A_Week
Bella Swan needs a Nanny. Edward Culen needs a job. Accepting the Manny position wil change his
life forever...and may just help him grow up in the process. Snark, humor, lemons and Edward in a
towel. Seduction has never been so juvenle. AH/AU
I wanna be your lover baby,
I wanna be your man.
Tell me that you love me baby,
Like no other can,
Love you like no other baby,
Like no other can.
I wanna be your man,
I wanna be your man.
Tell me that you love me baby,
Tell me you understand
~Beatles (I Wanna Be Your Man)
PROLOGUE: I Wanna Be Your Man
EPOV
I don't know what I was expecting to await me at the top of the stairs, in that room. All I knew is
that she was hurt and I needed to make sure she was okay. Standing outside of the Master bedroom
door, I paused. Maybe she wanted to be left alone? Was she that embarrassed? It didn't matter; she
needed to be taken care of for once. I knocked lightly and heard her voice float softly from underneath
the door, inviting me in.
She stood in the middle of the bathroom looking dazed and unsure of what she was supposed to do.
Her face seemed overwhelmed and her features were screwed up with worry. "Hey," she called almost
inaudibly.
I crossed over to her and reached out tentatively for her arm. "Let me see," I said with enough force
to let her know that I meant it. I pulled the towel away from the cut and grimaced. "It's not as deep
as I thought. I don't think you'll need stitches, but we should pull it together with a couple of butterfly
band aids." She nodded slowly and followed me over to the vanity.
"I hate to ask, but since my dress has blood all over it, can you help me change? It's not
appropriate in the least, but the smell of blood makes me woozy."
My heart was beating so loudly in my ears that I was sure she could hear its cadence and the
change in its rhythm from her request. "Of course," I replied. I washed the wound with some peroxide
and dried it off before applying the band aids and wrapping it with gauze. She looked away from me
the entire time that I worked, and I was surprised to see that she was watching my reflection in the
mirror instead. Gathering my resolve that this was once again part of my job, I turned her around to
face the mirror and lightly grasped the zipper on the back of her dress. With painful slowness, I
watched each tooth release and expose an inch of her milky white skin at a time.
The green dress began to fall away from her frame and I focused on pulling it off of her shoulders
and down her arm so that she wouldn't have to bend it. My chest was flush to her back while I
worked and I desperately tried to keep my body under control being that close to her, but when she
let out a soft sigh, I knew I was done for. Leaning slightly into the side of her face, I moved the top
portion of her dress down and swallowed my heart, willing it to stop giving away the feelings that I
had for her. She shifted slightly and the fabric fell off her hips and landed around her ankles in a
pool on the floor. But neither of us moved.
Without even thinking, I instinctively dropped my hands to rest on her hips and rested my chin on her
shoulder, raising my eyes to hers in the reflection of the vanity. Her giant brown eyes held confusion
PROLOGUE: I Wanna Be Your Man
EPOV
and I wished that I could make her understand. Our eyes locked for a moment before she finally
looked down; still unmoving as I tried not to stare at her in her lacy bra and panties.
I was unsuccessful. Come on, I am a guy, after al.
"Dee?" Her voice called me back to reality.
"Hmm?" I responded, unsure of whether or not to move.
"Have you" she looked back up and sucked in a deep breath. "Have you been sabotaginghave
you been doing this stuff on purpose?"
I didn't look away from her face in the reflection as I spoke, "If I have been, would you blame me?"
She shook her head no with a tiny bit of sadness behind her eyes. "Ask me to go, Bella, and I will.
Ask me to stop and to leave you alone and I'll walk out of here right now." My lips ghosted across
her skin and she jumped a bit at the contact.
Her eyes closed and she bit her lip in frustration. "That's the problem. I couldn't ask that of you if I
even wanted to."
Her confession made my heart twitch and I bit my tongue to stop from saying something stupid. Like 'I
love you'. Or 'Marry me and have my babies'. She turned in my arms and faced me, her chin tilted
up to mine as her eyes strained to look into my own. Bella's back was up against the vanity and she
shifted against it to raise herself up to sit on it; so I assisted her by lifting her up so that she didn't
have to use her arm. Standing in between her knees, I moved my hands away from her waist and
leaned back minutely.
"I don't want Brady and Bree to get hurt," she explained.
"Good, then that makes two of us."
"I don't want to get hurt," she added.
"Once again, we're on the same page."
Her eyes fell and she looked over my shoulder into the bedroom. "We never should have started
this," her voice shook a bit before she squeezed her eyes shut and her head fell back against the
glass.
"It's a little late for that now, Bella."
She nodded again and extended her good arm out to touch my hand. Guiding it slowly to the top of
her thigh, we both stopped breathing for a second. My hand rested above her knee gingerly and I
followed suit with my other hand until I was resting both on her thighs and leaning towards her, our
faces just inches apart. She placed a warm hand on the side of my face and ran her thumb across
the deep, dark circles under my eye, a slight look of concern clouding her features before she lifted
her face completely to mine and pulled my mouth to hers.
Just as before, our lips met. But this time it was slow and deliberate; testing what we were feeling.
The frantic kisses from earlier were mere blips on my radar, the memories so fuzzy at this point that I
almost didn't think that they should count. Not after this. I stepped fully into her and she wrapped her
legs around mine to pull me closer. My fingers gripped her hips and pulled them closer to me, angling
her body against my own so that there was no doubt in her mind about how much I wanted this.
How much I wanted her. And for different reasons than I had originally thought.
My intention had been to seduce my boss; not fall in love with her.
She broke the kiss and leaned back to look at me again, a slight blush on her cheeks and neck.
Lifting my hands to her hair, I wrapped my fingers around the strands next to her ears and I pulled
her face to mine again, kissing her deeper, tasting her and wanting her more with each pass of her
tongue across my own. I had a strange fear that she would pull away and change her mind. She'd
had so much pain recently that I didn't want to cause her more.
But I could never hurt her.
Never.
"Edward," she sighed against my lips. My eyes opened again to peer into hers and she kissed me
once more; just a peck on my lips before pulling away.
"What's wrong?" I asked nervously.
"There's a room full of people downstairs that are waiting for us."
I groaned with the realization and dropped my forehead to hers, which only gave me a better view of
her bra. My hand lifted slightly and I ran my finger across the tops of her breasts, lightly teasing and
feeling smug when she moaned softly. I palmed her right breast, unable to stop myself from having
skin-to-skin contact with her. Her right leg lifted a bit and she dropped her head back against the
mirror again with her eyes closed.
"I'm the only one who knows how you like this," I whispered against her lips and squeezed her
again.
"More," she whispered and I tugged on her nipple through the fabric.
My resolve crumbled and my need was overriding my senses. She knew it as well as I did that all of
the others would never be enough for her. They would never know her like I did; inside and out.
They would never know what made her cry, or laugh, or come. And they would never know the depth
of the love that she had for those children.
I knew al of those things now.
I did.
Her neck lolled to the side and I pressed my teeth lightly into the translucent flesh while I removed
her bra and dropped it to the floor. Her skin blushed bright pink again when I dipped my head to
take her nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. "Ah, god, yes," she whispered and I repeated the
action on the left, bringing forth the same sound.
I kissed a soft line between her breasts and lower until I was kneeling in front of her and my tongue
was trailing circles around her belly button. Running my nose up and down the inside of her thigh, I
clucked my tongue. "No one else knows how you like this, either."
With the slightest pressure, I nipped her sex with my teeth through her panties and listened to her soft
cries of pleasure. As I hooked a thumb into each side of her panties and tugged, I looked up into
her lust hazed eyes and whispered, "Happy Birthday, Bella."
And now my ife has changed in oh so many ways,
My independence seems to vanish in the haze.
But every now and then I feel so insecure,
I know that I just need you ike I've never done before.
Help me if you can, I'm feeling down
And I do appreciate you being round.
Help me, get my feet back on the ground,
Won't you please, please help me.
~Beatles (Help)
Chapter 1
EPOV
"I can't believe how bad this economy sucks right now," I griped and threw down the newspaper.
"Edward. You have got to stop complaining all the time. It's seriously messing with my center." Alice
slid her eyes over to me and then shoved a plate of eggs under my nose. "Eat. Now. We have to
leave in ten so that I can get to work on time."
I shoved a forkful into my mouth and chewed sloppily just to piss her off. "You know, you are so
lucky that you're my sister, woman. I don't let chicks boss me around." Her foot came out of nowhere
and kicked me in the shin. "Damn, Alice!"
She smirked and sipped her coffee. "Test me again. See if I don't take a limb in your sleep next
time."
We finished breakfast in record time and I sped out onto the interstate.
"God, Ed. Do you think you could not drive one twenty down the road? I'd like to have kids one
day."
A snort came out of my nose. "You and kids? Right. And why would you buy a Porsche if you
didn't want to go fast?" I shook my head and veered around a car to get into the far left lane. "You
and Mom make NO sense sometimes."
We pulled in front of her building and she finally released her white knuckled hand from the "ohshit"
handle. She took a calming breath and turned towards me, getting her anger in check. "Come inside
and get these boxes to take to the Post Office while you're out begging for a job today."
Begrudgingly, I parked and followed her up to the fifth floor and into her swanky office. She pointed to
a dark room and waved her hand. "The two boxes on the desk."
The lights were blinding when I flipped them on, so I waited for my eyes to adjust. While I was
waiting, I took a small inventory of the office. It was a good-sized space and sparkly clean, but had
very little detail about who worked there. I wandered behind the desk and looked around.
I'm bored a lot. And nosy as hell.
The big ergonomic chair looked comfortable, so I pulled it out and settled into it, wondering what it
would be like to be a big wig at a company like this one. I reclined back a little in the chair and it
wobbled, shifting me to the side. My arms flailed and I attempted to regain my balance, kicking the
desk in the process.
A humming sound came from the computer on the desk and I looked around in a panic. Had I broken
Chapter 1
EPOV
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