"Rosalie...."

I felt myself groan.

"Rosalie...." Aiden sang near my ear.

I put out my hand to try and find his mouth so that I can shut him up, but he caught my hand. He kissed a trail up from the tip of my finger to my shoulder and slowly, pulled the covers off my torso.

I groaned again and turned so that my back was to him. I wasn't a non-morning person, but this idiot would wake up at the crack of dawn.

When I call him out on it, he just laughs and says that it's how he made a billion dollars.

Absolutely despicable.

"Rosalie, my love," Aiden whispered in my ear, making goosebumps break out all over me.

I let out an aggravated sigh. "I hate you," I said, into my pillow.

I could hear Aiden's musical laugh. I wanted to open my eyes and look at him, so that I could see the expression on his handsome face.

I felt the bed dip as Aiden laid down behind me and pulled me to him, spooning me, his arm around my waist. "I love you, too, Darling," he said, in his lilting voice.

My eyes still closed, turned in his grasp and buried my head into his chest. "When you call me that, I don't know whether you're calling me by my last name or just calling me darling," I said.

Aiden chuckled and I could feel his chest move. "Maybe, we'll have to change your last name to avoid confusion," he suggested.

And I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as he said it. I snuggled closer into his chest and he held me tighter.

I sighed, happily.

"Rosalie...." Aiden lulled again, piercing the comfortable silence.

"What?" I drawled back to him.

"You remember way back then, when you got drunk and I took you home?" he asked.

I nodded.

"I think that's the day that I fell in love with you."

I raised my head and opened my eyes to look at him.

He smirked and laughed. "That got your attention, didn't it, you hopeless romantic?"

I smacked his across the chest. "You jerk!" I said, "Did you lie to me to get my attention?"

Aiden laughed and kissed my forehead. "All true, my love. I think that day, seeing you so vulnerable, but free and happy, and you told me that I was funny. I still think about that day. God, you were adorable. Makes me want to get you drunk just to see it again."

"No," I shook my head, "Never again." I was feeling all mushy inside with his declaration.

Aiden brushed some hair off of my face.

"You must wake up, Ro," he said to me.

"Five more minutes," I bargained, shutting my eyes and snuggling into him, knowing that he can't resist it. I kissed his chest and Aiden sighed.

"I let you get away with too much," he said.

I smiled, but said nothing.

He let me close my eyes for a while, rubbing his fingers against my hand. I was getting into the rhythm of listening to his breaths, but then he spoke again.

"Move in with me," Aiden said, softly.

I opened my eyes and looked at him. "We've had this conversation, Aiden. We've only been dating for three months. I'm not moving in with you yet," I smiled.

Aiden pulled me up so that we were face to face. "You could wake up like this every day," he sang.

I smirked. "And have you wake me up even before my alarm? Nope. Another reason for me not to move in."

"Well, we basically live together already," Aiden said.

I laughed. "No, I live in my apartment and you infiltrate it because you just can't live without me," I said and tapped the tip of his nose, "You are quite impossible, sir."

Aiden groaned, making me laugh.

"What happened to the ever-so-patient man I fell in love with?" I asked.

"Believe me, I'm not very patient when it comes to you, Ro," Aiden said, in his deep voice. The one he used when he was usually dead serious about something. It made me laugh.

"All in good time, babe," I promised.

Aiden stared at me, moving his gaze from one eye to another. "I just want you all to myself."

I sighed, happily. "I'm all yours."

He smiled. "You know what you are?"

"What?" I asked.

"My sunshine."

"Is that why you buy me sunflowers all the time?" I asked.

Aiden nodded. "My love, for you, I'd grow a garden of sunflowers."

I shook my head, smiling. "I love you," I said, softly, intertwining my hands with his.

"Come on," Aiden urged, "Let's go get some breakfast. If we go now, I can even make you some pancakes."

"You'll make me pancakes whenever I want," I said, with a one shoulder shrug, "That deal doesn't hold water anymore."

Aiden leaned away and looked at me. "You have way too much power over me," he said and I giggled, "I can't let that happen."

"Oh, but you will," I replied, kissing his jaw.

Aiden sighed in defeat and hopped up. "Come on," he said, again, "Let's get some breakfast. Should we have dinner some place nice today?"

I sat up and stretched, gloriously. "You can have dinner some place nice, if you like," I said, airily, "But I have a date tonight."

"A date?" Aiden plopped back down on to the bed, over my legs so that I couldn't move, "With whom are you going on a date, pray tell?"

"Just a new friend I made," I shrugged.

Aiden raised an eyebrow. "Does this friend have a name?"

"You probably know her as Gammy."

"You're going to dinner with my grandmother?" he asked, confused and I nodded. "Without me?" I nodded again. "Since when did you two become such good friends?"

"Since she told me that she likes me more than she likes you," I teased, trying to roll him off of me.

"Lies," Aiden muttered, getting up, "I'm her favourite."

"Not anymore," I sang, getting off bed.

Aiden walked to the door, muttering, bitterly. "I should have never introduced you to my family. Making me look bad...."

Aiden walked out and I watched him go, feeling happier and more comfortable than I had in years.

*

"Aiden used to what?" I exclaimed, laughing.

Gammy casually leaned back in her chair, not a care in the world and nodded to me. "That grandson of mine you're so taken with, used to tell us on a regular basis that he would grow up to be an elevator operator. He used to love pressing the buttons and watch them light up, so that's what he wanted to do."

"Aiden, the billionaire?" I laughed.

Gammy rolled her eyes. "You should ask him how much of that money he made operating elevators," she said.

"That is gold, Gammy, I'll definitely use it against him," I said, taking a sip of my drink.

"You should hold everything you can against your man," she told me, in her advice-giving voice, "Men have too much power in this world. And Aiden was absolutely nutso for elevators. His eyes light up the same way when he looks at you now."

I looked away, my heart flopping over in my chest. Gammy leaned forward and put her hand over mine. "Don't be embarrassed," she said, "You definitely should have some advantage over your man. Life's no fun otherwise."

"What did you want to be, Gammy?" I asked.

"Well, Rosa, I used to be very good at ping pong. In fact, I became the national champion of 1949," she said, raising a shoulder in self-congratulation, "But things were a bit different in my day. After the kids came, I gave that up to be their Mom and I loved that job very much."

"I'm sure you're still great at it, Gammy," I told her and she laughed.

Suddenly, the chair beside me dragged on the floor and Aiden sat down.

"What are my girls talking about?" he asked, like he had been invited to come.

"Where have you been?" I asked, "Standing outside the restaurant, looking in?"

"I have been having dinner with your Mom," he said, casually, "But I dropped her off at home because she said she has an early meeting of her Ladies' Society tomorrow."

"You went to dinner with my Mom to try and one up me?" I scoffed.

Aiden shrugged. "Hey, Gammy, how was dinner?" he asked.

"Well, Aiden, I was having a lovely girls' night out, but you seem to have ruined it," she said.

Aiden sat back, slack-jawed. "I thought I was your favourite!"

Gammy nodded. "That's right. Past tense: was."

I laughed as Aiden looked outraged. "I knew you were bad news," he told me, shaking his head.

Grammy scoffed. "She's the best thing that happened to you."

Aiden smiled and reached out and took my hand. "Yeah, she is."