It was rather amusing watching Kim make all those funny faces and try really tough to avoid it. Edward looked at the trash bag and stabbed it a few times before finally getting enough of his blades in it to support the weight. He only needed one arm to lift it, so he walked out the back door which had been left open for a long time. He dumped it in the far back end of his yard where no one would notice. It wasn't like the garbage men ever came up here, even if they did, he couldn't risk them finding out that Kim was staying here. It would cause a riot in the town. He stayed outside for a little bit before heading back in. His head was so full of thoughts and dreams and desires that had been there since the first moment they met and could have never come true before... but now.

He walked back in to find her almost completely done cleaning out the fridge. He wanted to do something more to help, but he was so clumsey with most normal things that he was more likely to hurt than help. He sat down on the dusty floor and watched her work. He looked at himself in the mirror that was through the kitchen door and propped up in the library. Most humans couldn't see the way he did. His vision was much sharper. The past year, he hadn't cut his hair still, so it was about 6 inches longer than it was. He wondered if she liked it that long or if she would want something different. He looked back at her and noticed she still had long hair. He tilted his head as he watched her work and waited for her to get done.