Edward:

The next morning, we're rudely awoken by loud shouting coming from the kitchen. I groggily cover my head with the pillow, trying to drown out the sound.

"Edward, that's my arm!" Bella whisper hisses, taking her arm away from my face. Oh.

Bella shakes me for a couple of minutes, trying to wake me up. Originally, I resist, though when it continues I finally force my eyes open. It's still pretty dark in the living room, so I don't see why I have to be awake.

"I'm awake, I'm awake!" I groan, holding Bella's arms to stop her from shaking me.

"I think that's my parents arguing," Bella whispers to me.

"Everything will be fine with them. They've always been so close," I promise her, wrapping my arms around her and hugging her to me. She rests her head on my chest, snuggling into me.

"I hope so," she mumbles, looking up at me.

We stay, cuddling, in the living room, occasionally kissing each other. In a way, waking up early in the morning is good, as my kids have inherited my distaste of mornings. This means that Bella and I only get time to ourselves very early in the mornings.

"I should probably go and make breakfast," Bella sighs, giving me one last kiss.

"I should probably lie here a little longer," I joke, earning a glare from Bella. I kiss her, removing the glare, and watch as she walks out of the room. Swaying her hips. Damn.

After staying put on the sofa bed for another couple of minutes, I finally make a move upstairs. I grab some clothes and head into the shower, making sure I'm quick. The kids will probably be up soon, so I need to make sure I'm ready. Morning is probably the most stressful time of the day.

Eric and Marie are running downstairs when I step out of the bathroom, though I'm not sure why.

"Less running!" I shout out, leaning over the bannister. They both quickly look up at me, look slightly apologetic, then run off into the living room. My kids know they have me wrapped around their little fingers.

I follow them downstairs, though I join Bella in the kitchen. I stand back and watch her for a few minutes, rushing around the kitchen and grabbing random things. I honestly can say I love her just as much – if not more – than on our wedding day.

"How about you quit staring and start helping?" Bella suggests, looking at me over her shoulder. My mouth opens and closes, shocked that she knew I was there.

"What…how did you…?" I mumble, face still in shock apparently.

"I'm all-knowing, honey," she chuckles, walking over to kiss me. I kiss her back, holding her too me longer than I think she intended to. "The food gonna burn," Bella warns, trying to get out of my grasp.

"Let it," I murmur in her ear, nibbling on the lobe. My lips move across her cheek and to her neck, where they continue to kiss, driving my Bella crazy.

Only when I smell burning bacon do I let Bella go, though I still stand and watch her for a few minutes. Eventually, she swats me out of the kitchen, stating she can't focus with me watching her 'intently'.

Smirking, I give her a searing kiss before leaving, just to mess with her a bit. I walk back into the living room, joining Marie and Eric who are watching something on TV. I have no idea what it is.

"Dad, when are Jacob's family coming?" Eric asks, looking over to me.

"Um, later today. We're having a big party that your mum's organising," I remind him. He responds by grinning and nodding.

Slowly, the rest of our children join us, all waiting for breakfast to be done. I'm just walking out to try and find Nessie, when Charlie stops me for a word.

"Renée and I have booked a hotel for us to stay in," Charlie tells me.

"Oh, really? How come?" I ask.

"Your house is crowded enough as it is, without us and our bickering. Plus, we're planning on extending our stay," Charlie explains.

"Longer? You know you're welcome here, right? Even with all the crazy kids," I chuckle.

"We just thought it'd be easier," Charlie nods. "Your kids aren't crazy, they're cute," Charlie adds, smiling wistfully.

"You don't have to live with them," I point out.

"Good point," Charlie chuckles, rolling his eyes.

We make our way, then, into the dining room, where food has been laid out on the table. I notice Charlie chooses to sit next to Renée, making Bella's eyes light up in happiness. I quickly take my seat and grab some food before it's all gone.

Discussion is light over breakfast – everyone is just excited about the upcoming party where everyone, for the first time, will be all in the same place. I will admit; I am worried about how Rosalie and Jasper will act together, with the new knowledge of their heritage. And I'm worried if all the kids will get along. In total, there's going to be 13 children, ranging from ages 3-16.

Carnage.

That's what's going to happen.

As soon as breakfast finishes Bella immediately starts sorting out the garden, preparing it for this afternoon. Everyone's due to arrive at around 1 p.m., I think, so there's still quite a lot to sort out. It's good it's summer, though, as the weather is nice and warm.

Just as I'm bringing out extra chairs into the garden, the phone begins to ring. I put down the chairs next to the stairs, and go to pick up the phone.

"Hello," I answer, thankful for the momentary rest in carry things out.

"Hello, it's Miss Johnson, the estate agent that showed you around the house in the Hamptons," Miss Johnson, or Freya, I think her name was, says.

"Oh yes. Any news on the offer?" I ask her, remembering the offer I put in for the house Bella fell in love with.

"Yes, great news! The sellers accepted your price, you got the house!" Freya gushes, sounding more excited than I feel. Bella seems to like it, though, so I'm happy because I know it'll make her happy. If that makes sense.

"That's amazing! I'm sure my wife will be thrilled when she hears the news," I chuckle, thinking of Bella's reaction. "When can we move in?" I add.

"As soon as you want. We can meet up at some point so I can hand you over the keys, then you're free to move in whenever you like," Freya explains.

"Great, I'll call you after I've spoken to my wife to arrange a meeting," I tell her.

"Ok, speak to you soon, Mr Cullen," Freya says.

"Goodbye, Miss Johnson," better not call her Freya, in case that's not her name. "Take care," I add, then hang up the phone.

I pick up the chairs again and carry them out to the garden, where Bella is with Marie. Damn, I wanted to tell her privately.

"Bella, could I have a word with you? Inside?" I ask, pointing at the house.

"Why?" Bella replies.

"I need to speak with you. In private," I tell her, hoping she'll agree.

"Ok," she nods, following me into the house. I lead her into a bathroom; somewhere I know we won't be disturbed. "Are you bringing me in here for a quickie?" Bella asks bluntly.

"Wh-what? No!" I blurt, shocked and a little turned on.

"Then why all the secrecy?" Bella crosses her arms, pushing up her breasts. The top she's wearing is pretty low cut.

"It's about the house," I tell her, grinning when I hear her gasp. "We got it!" I announce happily, watching her expression change from shock to happiness.

"We did? Really?!" Bella confirms, grinning like crazy.

"Yep, the estate agent just called," I inform her.

"Thank you so much Edward!" Bella launches herself at me, wrapping her arms around me and kissing me like crazy.

I kiss her back with just as much passion, even more thankful for agreeing to buy the house. Suddenly, Bella's hands are on my chest, undoing the buttons on my shirt.

"Woah, woah, woah! Don't you have a party to sort out?" I remind her, slowing the heated kiss.

"I've been going crazy all morning since that kiss in the kitchen," Bella admits, her hands going to the buttons on her own top. I smirk, proud of myself. "Come on, we can be quick," Bella says, slipping her shirt off her arms.

I take off my own shirt just as quick, my hands instantly going to Bella's tits. She groans as I rub my thumbs lightly over her nipples, arching into me.

"I need you, Edward, now," she whines, her hands expertly undoing my trousers. She soon pulls them down, along with my boxers, leaving me standing in the bathroom naked.

"You're wearing too many clothes," I tell her, shaking my head and walking towards her. Though, her eyes aren't focused on my head. They're looking down south. "See something you like?" I tease, gently tilting her face so she's looking up at me.

I reach forward and slowly pull down her trousers, leaving her standing in just her panties. She whimpers and moans, begging me to touch her. I know this was meant to be a quickie, but nothing turns me on more than seeing her beg me.

Taking another step towards her, I run my finger down her exquisite body. No way does she have to body of a 36 year old. Bella has the perfect curves, full breasts and legs she just loves to wrap around my waist. My hand moves towards where she's begging me to touch, gently tracing circles on her thigh. This only increases her moans and pleads.

"Edward, oh god, I'm so wet already," Bella moans, holding on to me.

"Let's see about that," I smirk at her, my finger running along her through her panties. Loud moans fill the room at this simple action.

I will second what she said about being wet, however.

"You're so wet you're soaking your panties," I tell her, taking away my finger. Once again, she groans and whines.

My hands grab either side of her panties, and I slide them down her legs. As I do so, I lower myself to the ground, so that my face is in line with her pussy. A growl escapes me as I smell her need, making me ache painfully.

Roughly, I grip my erection, running my hand up and down it just to ease some of the arousal.

"Fuck, Edward, I need you to fuck me," Bella demands, staring intently at my hand.

"Soon, my love," I promise, leaning forward. Bella's squirming to try and create friction, so I place both my hands on her hips to stop the movement.

Leaning forward further, I place a soft kiss on Bella's clit. She bucks her hips at my actions, seeking more.

"Go stand in front of the mirror," I command, standing up and watching as she sways her hips on her way. "Oh, and you might want to grip the counter, sweetheart," I whisper in her ear. She moans. Loudly.

Walking away from her, I double check the door is properly locked. I notice Bella watching my moves in the mirror; lust and love clear in her eyes. When I'm once again standing behind Bella, I allow my eyes to roam her features. I reach around her body and play with her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples. As she arches her back her pussy comes into contact with my cock, both of us groaning.

I lean back a bit and grip my cock, teasing her pussy with it and drenching myself in her arousal. I can still smell her.

Without warning, I thrust into her all the way, loving the way she clenches down so tightly on me.

"Oh fuck, Edward," Bella groans, her head falling down.

"Look at me, Bella, look at me in the mirror," I demand, speeding up when her eyes lock with me.

With her in front of the mirror, I see the way her breasts bounce when I thrust particularly hard. I see how tightly she's gripping the counter. I see the lust take over her features.

"Touch your breasts, Bella," I ask, plead, continuing with my hard and fast pace.

Her small hands reach up to cup her breasts, her fingers lightly running over her nipples. I groan at the sight, leaning over to kiss and suck on Bella's neck.

I reach around Bella, my hands caressing her slowly growing stomach and moving down to her clit. I pinch it, revelling in the feeling of her clenching around me. Fuck, that feels good.

"Edward," Bella breathes out, "so close," she moans.

I thrust a few more times, bringing her to the edge, before pulling out completely. I don't want this to be over just yet.

"Edward, I was so close!" Bella pouts, quite adorably.

"Suck my cock, sweetheart," I command. Bella, still pouting, descends to her knees. Her face is right in front of my cock, and I watch eagerly as she licks her lips. "Suck your juices off me," I add.

She moans, leaning in closer and licking just the tip. My head tilts back and my hips buck of their own accord. Bella takes me in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip as she struggles to fit all of me in.

"That's good, sweetheart, so good," I hum, looking back down to watch her. There's a small smile on her lips, but I can tell she's still annoyed at not getting an orgasm.

So, as much as I enjoy coming in Bella's mouth and watching her swallow, I pull out of her mouth.

"Sit on the edge of the counter," I instruct her. Bella's eyes darken immediately as she follows my orders. I push her legs further apart, my eyes fixed on her dripping pussy. I run a finger through her wetness, unable to resist, and very gently circle her clit. I want her to come on my cock, not my fingers.

I line myself up, both of us looking between us, and once again cover myself in her. I slowly slide inside her this time, enjoying the feeling of her. She's just divine.

The slow pace soon stops, though, as I quicken my thrusts. Bella knows I prefer it harder.

My one hand remains on her clit while the other showers her breasts in attention. Bella keeps looking between us, seemingly mesmerised in the movements. Her legs soon wrap around my body, her hips meeting my thrusts.

"Fuck, I'm close again," Bella moans, kissing along my collarbone.

My movements speed up, with no intention of stopping this time. Soon I feel the delightful feeling of Bella clamping down on me, her face etched with a lazy smile as she orgasms.

I keep going with my thrusts, my hand remaining on her clit. My goal in to make her orgasm twice. My hand on her clit speeds up, just as my thrusts do.

"Edward..." Bella whimpers, her pussy still clenching around me.

I just nod and continue my movements, trying to hold off my own orgasm for as long as possible.

"Are you close?" I grit out, looking up at Bella.

"YES!" Bella shouts, groaning and throwing her head back.

When I feel her clamp down around me again, I let go, releasing myself inside her. She clenches tightly, milking every last drop out of me.

We stay, hugging each other, for a few minutes, both of us trying to calm down. Bella shakes a little, her double orgasm still running through her.

"I don't think I'll ever fucking walk again," Bella jokes, slumping against me. I grin proudly.

"You enjoyed that, then?" I chuckle, kissing her sweetly.

I slowly slide out of her, groaning a little when I see her pussy covered in my cum mixed with her wetness.

"Caveman moment?" Bella asks with a laugh. I reply by kissing her deeply.

"I'm allowed. I just fucked the life outta my glorious wife," I state proudly, pointing to myself.

"Who now needs a shower," Bella shakes her head, but she still looks blissful.

"Are you sure you can stand?" I tease her. Smiling smugly, she hops down off the counter. Her legs are shaking a little, so I wrap my arms around her to help her stand.

"Are you getting hard again already?" Bella raises an eyebrow at me, still smiling.

"You're naked and pressed against me. I'd be worried if I wasn't hard," I whisper in her ear. Her shivers drive me insane.

"You'll have to deal with that yourself, I'm completely spent," Bella chuckles.

"Maybe it'd be better if you knelt instead of standing?" I offer suggestively. To my complete surprise, Bella actually kneels in front of me.

"You're right, this is better," Bella states, eyeing my cock which is getting more and more hard. "Maybe I should help you with this," she points to my cock. I may have only had an orgasm about 10 minutes ago, but I'm already feeling painfully hard.

"Yes, fuck, please Bella. I need your mouth," I groan, my hand gripping my cock. Bella watches as I stroke myself, before finally reaching out to lick me. Oh fuck. Her mouth.

Indescribable.

Sinful.

Mine.

Finally, after we're both completely spent we get into the shower. A few kisses are shared between us, but that's the most. We've already been in the bathroom suspiciously long.

"What are we going to say to everyone?" Bella asks, getting re-dressed.

"Don't worry, I'll cover it," I chuckle, "you can't lie for shit."

Bella just shrugs, gives me a quick peck on the lips, and leaves the bathroom. I hang around in the bathroom for a couple of minutes, before walking out into the hallway. And straight into Renée. Uh oh.

"Wow, you spent a remarkably long time in the bathroom, Edward," Renée states, raising an eyebrow at me.

"I was cleaning," I lie feebly.

"And was Bella helping you?" Renée asks, a small smirk playing on her lips.

"Possibly," I mumble. Renée just laughs. "Just don't tell Charlie. Please?" I beg, giving up trying to lie to her.

"Fine. But only because I've known you since you were a baby," Renée rolls her eyes at me, laughing as she walks off. That went well.

I walk out to the garden, where Bella is giving orders to everyone. I manage to slip back into the group, hopefully going undetected by Charlie. At least by tonight Bella and I will have our own bedroom back, thankfully.

Soon enough all the tables and chairs are in our large back garden, so Bella goes into the kitchen to start making some food for the event. Charlie and Renée seem busy with the children, so I sneak into the kitchen to speak to Bella.

"We never discussed when we would announce about the house," I tell her as I enter the kitchen. She jumps, seemingly shocked at my arrival.

"Holy shit Edward!" she shouts, turning around to glare at me.

"Sorry," I mumble, not sorry at all. To make it up to her, I walk over and kiss her.

"What's got you all touchy feely?" Bella asks, returning to making food.

"Can't I show my beautiful wife how much I love her?" I ask, leaning against the counter.

"Right…" Bella trails off, winking at me.

"So when are we telling everyone about the house?" I ask her, getting back on track of my original question.

"Um, maybe if we tell the kids later tonight, and everyone else in the next few days?" Bella suggests.

"Sounds good," I nod in agreement. "When are we going to move in?" I ask her.

"Before the baby comes," Bella demands, turning around and putting her hands on her stomach.

"Of course, but that leaves a window of 5 months," I point out to her.

"We'll decide later," she sighs, returning to the food.

"Need any help?" I offer. When Bella turns back around and looks at me, she looks like she's won the lottery.

I spend the next hour in the kitchen, helping Bella make all kinds of things. Though, she only lets me do the more basic things, just in case I mess up. Which is highly likely.

All the food is laid out on the table just as the first of our guests arrive. Alice and Jasper walk in with their three kids, though Jasper's smile is tight. It's clear to see he still hasn't gotten over everything that's happened.

"How are you doing?" I ask Jasper as we head to grab a beer.

"What do you mean?" he asks suspicious. Oh, I forgot he doesn't know that Rosalie told me.

"Rose called me yesterday," I say as way of explanation.

"Oh. I'm doing…alright. It's just weird that Daniel isn't my father. I'm still going to keep in contact with him, though," Jasper explains, looking stressed.

We walk out to the garden, where all the kids are already speaking excitedly to each other. Bella and I said we'll announce about Jacob and his family only when they get here, so I make sure the kids are keeping the secret.

Shortly after my parent's then Rosalie and Emmett arrive, so they join us in the back garden. More kids join in with the others, in their own area of the garden. Jacob and his family are the last to arrive, which works well considering this will be our big announcement. Afterwards, Rosalie and Jasper will share their news.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Jacob Swan. My brother," Bella announces, pointing towards Jacob and his family.

They look a little overwhelmed. As does everyone else.

Jacob introduces each of his family members, all of them giving a little wave. Immediately, everyone goes over to introduce themselves, everyone hugging each other. All the children introduce themselves, Eric quickly speaking to Embry as Marie, Mary and Charlotte introduce themselves to Bree.

"I know you said you had a lotta children but…woah," Seth chuckles to me.

"Hey, they're not all mine," I point out the kids that are mine to him. And then I point out Alice's kids and Rosalie's kids.

"Well, I should go…mingle," Seth nods, walking over and talking to my son.

I walk back over to where Jacob and Leah are, as they seem to be finished hugging everyone. I give them hugs, since I hadn't before, and say a quick hello.

"Which ones are yours, then?" Jacob chuckles, gesturing over to the group of children.

"Funny, your son just asked the same question," I tell him, before going on to explain and point out whose children are whose. "I made a family tree last night; I'll have to show it to you later."

"That'd be good," Jacob nods happily. "So…you and my sister…" Jacob trails off.

"Before you hit me, hear me out," I beg desperately.

"I'm not gonna hit you! But, out of interest, what were you going to say?" Jacob asks curiously.

"Just that I have an acting job and it wouldn't look good if I turned up with a black eye," I quickly blurt out to him.

"Is my husband not making any sense?" Bella walks over to us, wrapping her arm around me.

"Not really," Jacob laughs, in agreement with his sister.

"Whatever, I was just protecting my face," I mutter.

"No hurting my husband's pretty face, ok?" Bella warns Jacob. He actually looks a little scared. Too right. Bella can be terrifying.

We all take seats around the table and begin digging into the feast Bella and I prepared. If I'm being honest, it was mostly Bella, but it's fun to wind her up a bit.

"Um, so, we have another announcement," Rosalie starts nervously. It's only my parent's, Bella's parents and Jacob's family that don't know about Rosalie and Jasper. "Jasper and I found out that my father was a lying cheat, and is also Jasper's father," Rosalie announces to everyone.

"Basically, my mother and real father are complete liars and cheats, and the man I've thought my father for my entire life actually isn't," Jasper admits bitterly.

"Edward made a family tree last night," Bella says, nudging me. I guess that's my hint to go and get it, then.

I quickly walk inside and locate the family tree – which I hid in the wardrobe – and return to the garden. I show it off to everyone, with all its fancy, multi-coloured pens. It's passed around the table, seemingly lessening some confusing.

"I like the different colours, son," Dad laughs, pointing to the tree.

"Eric helped me with it," I quickly tell him. In response, he raises an eyebrow at me. I roll my eyes.

Once most of the food is eaten, I introduce Jacob properly to all the children. It takes a while to say all the names as I try to remember them.

"And this is Seth. I'm not sure if you know him or not," I joke as Seth walks towards us.

"You're losing your memory, old man," Seth smirks.

"Hey, I'm 5 years younger than your dad!" I protest.

"So you're calling me older?" Jacob asks, looking at me.

"Um, not really, I was just pointing out that…" I trail off, not knowing how to finish it.

"You're sucking up to my dad because you're with his sister, right?" Seth guesses.

"Maybe…" I admit.

Seth and Jacob both proceed to wind me up, so in the end I hunt out Bella to seek comfort. Though, I hear her talking to Rosalie and Alice. And, I know I shouldn't listen in, but I do. Just a little.

"So you and Edward got the house?" Alice whisper squeals. So much for telling the kids first.

"Yeah, it's so amazing! I can't wait to move in!" Bella whispers back, just as excited.

"Doesn't Edward start that new film soon?" Rosalie asks. Why are they talking about me?

"Oh…yeah…" Bella mumbles, sounding really sad.

"Hey, what's up? You gonna miss him?" Alice asks, not sounding too concerned.

"No, well, a bit, but, I mean, I'm used to him leaving for long periods of time, it's just…" Bella sighs, clearly not finding the words. What's bothering her?

"What is it?" Rosalie asks, sounding a lot more concerned than Alice. I'm now really concerned.

"His…his co-star," Bella sighs unhappily. What about my co-star? "She's young, attractive, and…" Bella trails off. So? I don't get it? Am I just being stupid?

"You're worried he's going to fall for her?" Rosalie asks. WHAT? How in the hell can she think that? She's crazy!

"Maybe a little," Bella admits. What? Where has this come from?

"You need to speak to Edward about this," Alice tells her seriously. How can any of them think this? There's no one else I'll ever love. Bella's carrying my child, why would I even think about anyone else?

"Ok, I will. Later," Bella reluctantly agrees. She sure as hell better speak to me!

"No, now," Rosalie presses.

I make myself scarce when I realise that means they'll probably be looking for me. I wonder around the table, trying to act busy. I glance over at the family tree, running my finger over the line that joins Bella to me.

My silly, beautiful wife. She hasn't got anything to be worried about. Why on earth would I even glance at anyone else when I have her to come home to? Crazy. Maybe it's the hormones making her go crazy?

"Hey, Edward?" Bella starts nervously. I quickly turn around, not realising she'd crept up on me. "Can I have a word with you? In private?" she asks, glancing over to where Rosalie and Alice are standing. She's not at all subtle, and neither are they.

They're currently raising their eyebrows at her and making gestures that I don't even try and decipher. Women.

"As long as it's in the bathroom," I smirk, unable to resist. Bella huffs, rolls her eyes, and takes my hand.

Dragging me into the house, she once again glances over at Rosalie and Alice. She leads me inside, upstairs, and to our bedroom. I sit down on the bed while she paces frantically, seemingly trying to find words. Maybe I should tell her I overheard the conversation?

"Um, so, when do you leave for the acting job?" Bella asks, looking at the ground.

"Is this what you brought me in here for?" I chuckle, standing up and walking over to her.

"No, it's just…your co-star," Bella says, clearly hoping I understand what she's saying. I do, of course, since I heard her before. But I don't play along.

"Yeah? She's a great actress," I nod, acting confused at her statement.

"She's pretty, that's what she is! And young!" Bella huffs, crossing her arms and moving away from me.

"Isn't she dating that guy? Joe, I think his name is," I ask her. This just seems to rile her up further. I'm not making this up, though. I genuinely think she is dating him.

"So!? She could easily leave him for…for…" Bella begins with a fiery temper, which quickly leaves her.

"For what?" I once again act confused. I want Bella to say it all, out loud.

"For you! You're hot and everyone still sees you as attractive!" Bella shouts out. I walk towards her and wrap my arms around her, ignoring her protests.

"Thanks for the compliment, love," I mutter against her hair. "You're still hot and attractive, too. Wasn't my attraction for you shown earlier today?" I whisper in her ear. I feel her shiver against me. "Bella, I love you and all our family. You really think I'd throw that away just for some girl who's younger than you?" I ask her, pulling back a little so I can look into her face.

"Probably not…" Bella murmurs quietly.

"Only probably not? So, my hot, pregnant wife thinks I'll have an affair with my younger co-star? I thought I was the jealous one," I tease her, kissing her softly. "I can't decide whether it's your hormones driving you crazy, Alice and Rosalie egging you on, or whether you're just crazy," I tell her.

"Wait…Alice and Rose?" Bella questions, cocking her eyebrow.

"I heard you gossiping girls before," I tell Bella, grinning when I see her glare.

"You heard!? But you still made me spell it out!?" she fumes, balling her hands into fists. It's more cute than scary.

"Uh huh," I chuckle as she stalks towards me. As she's about to attack I wrap my arms around her, holding her to me. "You have no reason to be worried, sweetheart. I waited ten years for you, I'm hardly gonna leave you now," I reassure her.

I lean down to kiss her to quiet her protests, since they're crazy anyway. We hold each other and kiss for the next few minutes, hopefully erasing her worries.

"I'm sorry for doubting you, Edward," Bella says once we break apart.

"Don't be," I tell her, gently cupping her cheek. "If you need further proof of my love, we can always revisit the bathroom?" I offer with hope.

"Not today, Edward, we have a party to get back to," Bella sighs, giggling softly and dragging me out of the bedroom.

I'm smiling like a fool, though, 'cause she said not today. Which means tomorrow is a possibility.

A/N: What do you think of the first part of their party? :D

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