A/N
Yay see as I promised another chapter and no three month wait.
Thanks to Lady_Tazz and Storypainter for helping make this as good as it is. Any remaing mistakes are my own.
With out further ado, enjoy.
BPOV
I woke up this morning and realised that it is a little over a month until my due date. It also occurs to me that if I don't get off my butt and get the baby's room organised, my little man is going to be sleeping in bed with me and Edward. That really isn't something I want.
I guess you can say I am not the typical expectant mum. The thought of going baby shopping has been scaring the crap out of me, so I have been avoiding it like the plague. With only such a short time to go unfortunately, I can't put it off any longer.
I figure I should probably do a little research before I drag Edward all over the country side looking for stuff. I head into the study and power up my laptop.
After about half an hour of browsing various websites, I remember why the thought of going baby shopping is scaring the crap out of me. I can be a fairly indecisive person at the best of times. How the hell am I supposed to decide which items I want out of the gazillion different options there are?
Changing tack, I try looking for baby room themes to see if can find something that takes my fancy. Thankfully, this task isn't as hard as I expected and it doesn't take me long to spot a Winnie the Pooh theme that is just adorable and would suit either a boy or girl. Even though I know we are having a boy, I don't want to have to redecorate the room for the next child. Yeah, I hate decorating I admit it. If I had my way we would just hire a decorator to get the room done. Edward, however, wants to decorate it himself. He says it's one of the few ways he can be really involved in the baby's arrival. I told him as long as he doesn't expect me to help with the painting then I am all for it.
While I'm surfing the net, I figure it is time I start thinking about names. Edward and I have discussed it a little, and I know he would like to name our son Edward junior. I, however, am not sold on the idea. I know that the last five generations of first born Masen sons have been Edward's. But really Edward the sixth sounds like some kind of fuddy duddy old man. I think, nevertheless, a family name would be nice. Having the family tree information for both mine and Edward's family, I decide to go through and make a list of the top five boys names other than Edward. Hopefully, there is something in there I'll like.
When the list is complete, I look at the clock and realise that it is almost lunch time. Edward will be home soon. He has been on the early shift all this week which means, although he has to start work at four am, he is at least home by lunch and we can spend a whole afternoon together.
Realising I have gone the whole morning without taking a shower, I decide I should probably get clean before Edward gets home.
Heading into the shower, I bang my hip on the door frame as I walk by. I swear since I got pregnant my spatial awareness is totally off kilter. Constantly, I seem to be banging into things or tripping over them like I have no idea where my body finishes any more.
I turn the shower on, making sure that the water is only lukewarm, and hop in. One thing I am looking forward to when I am no longer pregnant is having a proper hot shower again. I have always been the kind of girl who likes her showers the cold side of scolding; you know so when you get out of the shower your skin has that nice pink colour. Nope, not anymore; a couple of times around the maybe twelve week mark I almost passed out in the shower. Not knowing what was wrong, I spoke to my obstetrician about it. Turns out that pink colour your skin gets when the water is really warm is all the blood running to the surface. Unfortunately, when you're pregnant because so much of your blood flow is used to help nurture and grow the baby. So when the hot water makes the blood run to the surface, it takes the blood from other parts of your body, including your brain which is why I was feeling faint. My OB told me, in no uncertain terms, that it would be very dangerous for me and the baby if I were to pass out in the shower, so I was only to have lukewarm showers.
As I stand there letting the water run over my body ,I think about all the times Edward and I used to have sex in the shower. Unfortunately, it has become a thing of the past now, yet another thing to look forward to when the baby finally arrives.
I am washing my hair when I suddenly feel a pair of big strong arms wrap around me.
"Holy fuck," I scream practically jumping out of my skin.
Edward whispers in my ear, "Yep, fucking is definitely what I have on my mind."
I turn around in his arms to face him, slapping him on the shoulder. "You scared the crap out of me."
"Sorry," he says. "When I heard the shower on when I got home I came to say hello then I saw you all naked and sexy under the water and I just couldn't help myself."
"Oh really and what is it you have in mind?" I ask.
"Turn around and put your hands on the wall and I'll show you."
I do as he says a shiver of erotic anticipation coursing through my body.
EPOV
When I get home from work, I call out to Bella but there is no answer. As I move around the house looking for her, I hear the shower on and go into the bathroom to say hello. The sight that greets me as I open the door immediately has me hard as a rock. There with her head under, the water cascading down her body like flowing silk, is my beautiful wife with a look of exulted bliss on her face.
Before I realise what I am doing, I am undressed and slipping into the shower with her. As I wrap my arms around her, I feel her jump and instantly I realise I probably should have announced my presence. However, when she scolds me I can tell she's playing.
I decide that I am going to play along and tell her to face the wall. Once I have her back to me, I remember why I have been avoiding having sex in the shower. There is not as much room as I would like and too much chance of her slipping.
Deciding that it would be safer if we do this out of the shower, I change tack a little and wash her with my hands, teasing her into a frenzy. Once I know she is all clean, I turn the water off and step out of the shower. She turns around to look at me and if looks could kill I would be dead right about now.
"What the hell?" she asks.
"Oh I'm not done with you yet," I reply. "But not in the shower. There just isn't enough room and too much chance of you getting hurt." The scowl on her face turns into a smile as she realises that I'm still going to fuck her. "Now get your butt over here put your hands on the counter and don't move."
With a speed I haven't seen from her in a while she follows my instruction expediently. I take a moment to ogle her gorgeous figure before sliding my cock into her hot wet warmth.
"Oh God, you feel so good," I moan as I start to thrust into her with more force that I have used in a while.
"Oh fuck, Edward, so good." Bella moans, the sound making my cock twitch inside her. "Oh I've missed this. Fuck me so hard baby, oh God make me come."
I am so far gone at this stage that I don't have it in me to deny her request. I fuck her hard and fast and in a time so fast that it should probably be considered embarrassing we are both suddenly screaming in ecstasy.
When I feel like I finally have my breath back, I realise I still have my dick inside Bella and I sort of have her pinned between me and the bathroom counter. I quickly pull away hoping I am not hurting her. The little whimper I get as I do so tells me that she was in fact enjoying being pinned.
"Come on sweetheart," I say as I reach into the shower and grab the face washer. "Let's get you cleaned up. We've got some baby shopping to do."
Bella groans but nods her head; I know she isn't really looking forward to going shopping for the baby's furniture but it has to be done.
Forty five minutes later, we are both clothed, fed and heading to the first baby store.
As we pull into the parking lot of Baby-on-a-Budget, I am overwhelmed by the size of the building. The damn thing looks like it is almost as big as a whole city block. As we walk through the entrance, I suddenly understand why Bella has been avoiding this. Looking around I can see thousands of different products in every shape size and colour. How in the hell are we supposed to decide from all of this.
We spend an hour in the first store looking at prams, car seats, cribs and about a million different other things. When we finally leave I am ready to head home, but no there is another two stores we have to visit.
The second store we go to is called Baby Land and is a lot smaller than the first place. I like the look of this place a lot more. It seems like a family business instead of a giant chain store. We are barely in the store two minutes when I see a giant smile appear on Bella's face.
"This is it," she says as she walks up to a beautiful mahogany sleigh shaped crib.
"Really baby?" I enquire not sure whether to believe it is that easy.
"Yeah, it's exactly what I pictured," she says a grin from ear to ear plastered all over her face.
"Do you want to look around at other stuff while I find a sales lady?"
Bella nods her head and starts wandering off towards car seats while I head over towards the register to get some help.
An half an hour later, we leave Baby Land feeling like a giant weight has been lifted off our shoulders. In one store Bella managed to find pretty much everything furniture wise she had been looking for as well as an infant to toddler car seat and a stroller that should last our boy until he is about two.
We make one last stop at Hardware Mart on the way home to pick up the paint for the room. Bella has picked a beautiful pastel green colour with purple accents and a white ceiling. When she described to me the colours she had picked I have to admit I was thinking yuck, but when she showed me the picture it actually all went together really well. The paint, unfortunately, isn't an easy design with the green as a base and then purple stripes that only go half way up the wall finished off with a wallpaper border.
With only a month to go before my boy arrives, I have asked Carlisle if he can help me with the decorating. Thankfully, he is going to help because we are definitely going to have our work cut out for us.
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