Okay, so the last chapter was inspired by Everything and More – Billy Gilman. Go listen if you haven't.

I still don't know how many chapters this will be, because really, the idea for these 2 chapters just came when i listened to the songs.

So, needless to say, this one is also based on a song, guess it and tell me in the review. It'll be pretty easy to guess this one. So.. Enjoy!

Disclaimer : I will never, never, never –no matter how much I want to- own Twilight Saga. They belong to Stephenie Meyer. I do own love for Edward and Bella, though.

Edward walked to where Bella was sitting on the bed. Her eyes were closed and she was humming along with the song from the IPod.

He sat to her right. Bella smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder without opening her eyes. He peeked through his left eye and watched his wife. Wife. After all this years, his heart still did that excited flips every time he thought of her as his wife, Mrs Cullen. They sat like that for a while, until Claire de Lune played softly.

"Let's dance." He said and grabbed her hands. They're so small compared to his, yet they fitted perfectly. It's like they're made just for him. Over the years, he had held her hands so many times it's uncountable, yet he always felt the same way each time. That they're meant to be.

Seeing the smile on her husband's face, Bella raised one of her eyebrows. "What brings that smile on your face?" She asked as they swayed to the song, well, Edward did actually, since she's stepping on his feet and he's the one who moved them around.

His smile grew wider if it's possible. "It's nothing."

She narrowed her eyes at him, but he just chuckled which made her huffed in annoyance, getting ready to leave.

He reached her waist and pulled her close to him. Staring down at her face, he saw the freckles on her cheeks that he had often joined silently in his mind. He kissed each of her eyes, her nose, her cheeks before he kissed her on the lips softly. "I love you, Bella." He whispered against her lips.

Her eyes softened as they gazed into his. "I love you too, Edward."

Their moment was interrupted by a cry from the other room.

"Oops, Renesmee is awake. I guess that's our cue to go." Bella said and grinned.

He laughed and followed his wife out of their room to their daughter's room beside.

Little Renesmee was crying so loud that her face was all red, but she soon quite down as her mother scooped her up and hugged her. "Sshh, Mommy's here, Ness."

The 6 months old baby's cries halted to sobs as her mother kissed her forehead. And all the while, Edward was watching them from the door with love that's very apparent in his eyes.

Renesmee's eyes flicked to her dad's, and she let out a small whimper, as if she's asking him to hold her. Bella passed their daughter to him and smiled affectionately as Edward kissed Renesmee's forehead like what she'd just done.

Edward watched Bella from the corner of his eyes, and he noticed the crinkles by her eyes each time she smiled. The crinkles that she had never loved but he did. Because he loved every little things about her.

"I look so fat in this dress." Bella said in an exasperated tone. She'd been trying the dress that Alice had just bought her.

Edward came from behind her and looked at her from the mirror.

She had always complained about her stomach or her thighs and he noticed how she had to squeeze herself a bit in her jeans now but she would always be beautiful to him. She's perfect in every way for him.

Edward had never understood why his wife never looked at herself clearly. She'd never understood that she had a beauty of her own, a natural beauty. Once, he asked this to her, she simply rolled her eyes and smiled then said, "Well, I sure feel beautiful when I'm with you. Because the way you look at me, the way you treat me make me feel that way."

"No you're not, love. You're not fat in the littlest bit." Edward said and kissed her cheek from behind. But Bella merely rolled her eyes and smiled.

"You sure know how to flatter women." She said.

"Woman." Edward corrected her. "It's always been only you and it will always be like that, at least until Renesmee is old enough to need flattering." He chuckled and he relished in the voice of his love's laughter.

She changed back into one of Edward's t-shirt and a short, then she pulled her husband's hand. "C'mon. Let's make tea."

And Edward smiled at the fact that she needed her cup of tea each night before she went to bed.

And he thought that maybe, maybe that's the reason of her sleep-talking every night, the sleep-talking that he loved so much, although she'd always been embarrassed about it. Her talks had not always made sense to him, though often she would mention his name or their daughter's name. But not matter how non-sense her talks might be, he would always keep those conversations as his own secrets.

Each night, he would hold her as they lied down on bed. And he would wait until she's deep in her sleep. And then she would talk in her sleep.

The first time he had heard her, was when they're still dating. She had fallen asleep while they're watching movie in his place.

"Edward." She had said, and he had turned his head to answer when he saw that her eyes were closed and her breaths were even. "I love you, Edward."

That's the first time he heard those words from her lips, though he had said those words to her first a week ago and she hadn't said it back. His wide grin was plastered for a whole day after that. And ever since, he had been waiting for the time Bella would talk in her sleep again.

Edward was brought back to the present when he heard his wife sighed and snuggled closer to him. He waited and smiled. He knew the talks would come anytime soon and she didn't disappoint him.

"Edward. I love you, Edward." She said with a smile. Her face so peaceful.

"I love you too, my angel." He whispered and kissed the top of her head.

A review worth a kiss from Edward Cullen!

Now, who wouldn't want that? Certainly not me!