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18 months later…

Sunlight streams through the window, kissing Leah's sleeping figure.
Her face is peaceful, a common occurrence for her these days, vivid dreams playing behind her closed eyes.
Emmett reaches out, a marble finger caressing her parted lips. An unconscious sigh floats from her; a small smile plays on his face. He looks wistfully at her, appraising her beauty. Feather duster eyelashes sweep her cheeks, baby-soft skin the colour of caramel.
Leah's sleep-filled voice interrupts his thoughts. "You know, it doesn't do a girl's self-confidence much if she's completely naked with a guy and he doesn't try to ravish her."
Emmett grins, leaning down and kissing her. "I think I did a pretty good job of that last night, don't you think?"
She twists around onto her back and groans. "Definitely. Jeez, I feel like I've just done a triathlon."
"Ha." Emmett laughs, pulling her to him and kissing her.
She hums contentedly then pulls back, stretching in a feline manner.
"I thought wolves were more related to canines." Emmett jokes, earning a punch from his wife.
"Keep that up and I might just be off limits."
Emmett looks at her cheekily. "How long?"
She pokes her tongue out at him and sits up, her smooth back illuminated by the sunlight. "Longer than you can handle."
"I can handle it." Emmett challenges stubbornly.
Leah stands and looks at him for a long moment, before pouting and huffing.
"Too bad you're irresistable." She grins, jumping into his open arms.

"We're going to be late."
Leah says as she tries to focus on buttoning her shirt, a difficult task when Emmett is currently leaving a trail of hickeys on her shoulder.
This is a problem.
It's not like she wants to go to the Cullen household anyway, to 'catch up' with the others. More likely the girls will corner her and question her about the sexual performance of her husband.
"And if you keep doing that-" Her voice falters when Emmett's hand brushes over her breast. "I'll be the laughing stock of the entire female population."
"Like you care about their opinion." Emmett mumbles into her hair.
Leah sighs and turns her head to nose his hair, whilst Emmett makes a sound, knowing he's won.

So yeah, they're late.
When they finally enter Leah has swapped her button-up for a turtle neck, thanks to the red marks on her skin.
Rosalie wriggles her eyebrows at the pair, but Leah notes Rose has also covered her neck, with a scarf. She smiles knowingly into Emmett's chest.
Her earlier prediction is confirmed when Alice waltzes up to her and Rosalie and pulls the two away from their other halves, muttering something about, 'girl talk'.
"So, Lee, how goes the sex life?" Alice chirps.
She looks like a sunflower, the bright yellow jacket emphasized by the whiteness of her top and the dark jeans.
Leah rolls her eyes. "Can we not talk about my sex life, please."
Rosalie laughs. "Well, if you are interested in mine, Connor suggested we adopt."
At this the other two lean forward eagerly.
"Serious?" Alice squeals, unable to contain her excitement.
"Yeah." Rosalie says. "He doesn't mind where they're from, as long as they're a baby, for me."
Leah smiles. "Aw, that's so sweet. He wants you to experience motherhood."
If it was possible, Rosalie would have been crying. "I know right? He's just so…"
"Perfect?" Leah finished.
Rose nodded eagerly. "Absolutely."

The day passes in a whirl of laughter, happiness and family.
Seth shows up with his imprint and Bella and Jacob come with their two year old Jay Jay, aka Jacob Junior.
"Oh my gosh, look how much you've grown!" Leah beams at her tribal nephew, picking him up and twirling him around.
His dark eyes shine at her. "Lee!"
She laughs, ruffling his dark chocolate hair when she sets him down. Bella smiles at her, then picks up Jay when he runs to her.
"He's grown heaps." Leah smiles.
"Yeah." Bella agrees. "He's a handful sometimes."
"I can imagine."
Jay stretches his arms out to Leah, who takes him and kisses his tousled curls. It's times like these she really wants kids.

That night Leah lies in bed, awake in Emmett's arms. He's aware of the absence of slumber in her, but they don't speak, content with peaceful silence.
It's only when Leah sighs for the fifth time that Emmett disrupts the silence.
"What's up?" He asks knowingly.
Leah sighs, yet again, then looks up and replies by kissing him instead. He chuckles as she moves in his arms to face him.
"Don't you think it's a bit late?"
She doesn't answer, instead kissing him more insistently as he struggles to hold on to his last thread of self-control. He doesn't need to though, as Leah is already up and out of their bed, streaking for the bathroom.
Emmett frowns. "Honey? You alright?"
When she doesn't answer (the frustration in her silence!) he joins her in the bathroom, to find her retching over the toilet. He knows not to ask her how she is, knowing she'll bite his head off with such a stupid and obvious question. Instead he rubs her back soothingly until she finishes, then scoops her up into his marble arms and carries her back to the confides of their bed.
"What do you think it is?" Emmett whispers as she curls into him.
She shakes her head. "I feel like shit." A pause, then she chuckles. "I bet I look like it too."
"Never." Emmett grins, kissing her.
"Whatever." She giggles when his fingertips brush over her hip.
It's his turn to shake his head and murmur into her hair. "You're perfect Leah."