Rosalie POV:
"Push.", The doctor instructed.
I pushed harder and cried in pain. I was defiantly regretting not getting an epidural.
I heard a beautiful cry and smiled. My little boy was finally here.
The doctor laid him on my chest and Emmett cut his cord.
I held EJ, short for Emmett Jr., and talked to Esme on the phone.
"I still have to plan a first birthday.", I sighed.
"I'll help you.", She said.
"I'm way too stressed.", I said as I made a sippy cup.
"You know I'll babysit if you need a break or something.", She replied.
"I know. I just hate leaving him.".
"I hated leaving Emmett too. You're a protective mom, just like I was.".
"I guess it's that, but EJ doesn't like leaving my side. I passed him to Emmett last night so I could cook dinner and he cried.", I said as I sat down.
"Emmett did that too. He only wanted Carlisle if he wanted to play with his cars.".
"I'm just scared. What if he's like this when he goes off to school?".
"Maybe he just feels comfortable around you. I mean, you carried him for 8 and a half months, and you breast fed, and he's with you all day. You two have a connection.".
EJ was asleep on my shoulder and I was nearly asleep when Emmett walked in.
"Sorry if I woke you. Keep sleeping, love.", He said as he quietly sat his stuff down.
"I wasn't asleep.", I whispered.
"What's for dinner?", He asked.
"I forgot to grab something from the store. I'll just go now.", I sat up carefully and laid EJ in the playpen.
"It's fine.", He looked in the fridge. "We have leftover pizza. If we have that, what will EJ eat?".
"We still have baby food.", I said as I kissed him. "I missed you.".
"I missed you too.".
I deepened the kiss. "Someone's getting frisky.", He smirked.
"Maybe I am.", I kissed his neck.
"Put EJ to bed and we'll most defiantly do something.", He smacked my ass.
I moaned as Emmett laid me on our bed and kissed my neck.
"Fuck.", I moaned as he sucked just above my breast.
He smirked and sucked right beside my nipple.
"Stop fore-playing. I need you.", I pouted.
"Do we need a condom?", He asked.
"I don't care.", I said as I watched him.
"I'll use one just in case. I don't think we're ready for another baby right now.", He said as he opened his night stand drawer.
"Don't use one.", I said quickly. "If it happens, then it happens.".
"You sure?", He asked.
"Mhm.", I sat up and kissed him.
"I love you.", I whispered as Emmett kissed my neck while thrusting.
I frowned as Emmett's phone rang. "Why do people always call when we're doing something?".
He looked at his phone. "It's my brother.", He answered. "Yes?".
"You always call at the wrong time. What do you need?", Emmett sighed. I giggled. It was true. Edward always called when we were having sex. He called while I was in labor and acted like nothing was happening.
I played with Emmett's hair as he talked on the phone.
Short chapter, sorry. :)