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BPOV

I turned the key of my apartment door, all too aware of the man standing behind me. He was in a hurry to get inside and I could practically feel the impatience rolling off him in waves. The door opened with a click and I opened it, wiping my feet on the welcome mat before I stepped inside.

Edward followed, copying me. He looked around as I dumped my keys in the dish and hung my jacket on the coat peg. I offered to do the same for his and he accepted, murmuring his thanks. He shrugged it off and I immediately regretted my good manners.

Underneath his jacket he wore a dark green, cotton, button down shirt that matched his eyes. And he looked incredibly sexy in it, which was so not what I needed him to be right now. It was a wonder I hadn't noticed it in the cafe. But then again I'd been trying not to look at him at all, and when I did I would just get caught up in the way he kept looking at me. No doubt in utter bewilderment at my previous announcement.

I bought him that shirt for his birthday almost two years ago - before all this started. I remember that day almost as if it were yesterday.

Flashback

We were all sitting at our usual table at Oscar's, laughing and chatting, congratulating Edward on turning 25. Eventhough I was only a few months younger than him it was kind of hard to believe that Edward had been alive for a quarter of a century and I'd known him for about 20 of those years.

It felt good to heve everyone together again like this. It'd been a while, everbody seemed to be s o busy with their careers lately. Especially Edward. But then who could blame him. Ajealous part of me hissed. When he had to come home to a wife like her.

The 'her' in question of course was Tanya. He'd started dating her when we were in college and had married her just last year. Shortly afterwards she started having an affair with one of her ex-boyfriends.

Still he stayed with her and I just had to suck up my anger and envy and pretend to be happy for them. Hard, but not impossible. Afterall I'd been doing it since I was fifteen and Edward asked out Jessica Stanley, who he later lost his virginity to.

Not that I could blame him for not wanting me. I mean, here I was 24 and still a virgin. Oh, and not to mention pining over my married best friend.

Alice's high pitched voice broke me out of my depressing thoughts. 'Present time!' she declared. We all laughed. Typical of Alice to call the shots even on someone else's birthday.

The variety of presents this year was both amusing and sickening. He got two passes for a weekend at a highly recommended spa from his parents. A voucher for something called a 'Full body Man-over' (sounded painful) at a men's beauty salon from Alice and Jasper and an all expenses paid gym membership from Emmet and Rose.

Jasper and Rosalie quietly admitted that they had had no part in the gift-choosing process which earned them annoyed looks from their significant others. It turned out that the two of them had collaborated on this because Edward needed to - in Emmet's words - 'put some extra effort in for his wifey'.

Tanya let out her annoying, nasaly laugh at this and Edward just looked uncomfortable. This only got worse when Tanya annonced (quite loudly) that Edward's 'present' would be coming later that night.

Esme nearly choked on her drink and Carlisle blushed while Alice giggled and Emmet wolf-whistled. Meanwhile I resisted the urge to vomit, though out of the corner of my eye I could have swore I saw Edward cast me a worried glance. Must have been my imagination.

I was the last to hand over my gift. Or gifts, technically. The first was a dark green shirt that I had seen in a store window and just knew it would look great on hin. Edward looked surprised and Alice commented that she had 'taught me well'. It wasn't really my style to give people clothes but I just couldn't help myself. It matched his eyes pefectly.

The other present, the real present, was a framed, signed ticket from the Lifehouse concert we'd gone to when we were teenagers. It was the first concert either of us had been to and it had a great memory.

It'd just happened that the month before the band's autobiography had passed through my workplace and they'd been kind enough to sign my old, wrinkled ticket that I had wedged in the back of one of my photo albums.

Edward beamed and my heart soared. He remembered! He gave me a quick, one-armed hug, whispering in my ear that it was the best present he'd gotten all night.

Soon after the waiters brought over the birthday cake and we all burst into a chorus of 'Happy Birthday'. They sey it down in front of him and he blew out all 25 candles in one go.

'What'd you wish for?' I asked him, inbetween mouthfuls of cake.

He tensed then shrugged. 'Maybe I'll tell you someday.'

End of Flashback

I wish it was yesterday. Then I could stop myself from sleeping with Edward and getting myself in this mess.

But then I wouldn't have Caleb. And no matter I couldn't bring myself to wish for that.

I heard a key turning in the lock and I knew that it was Seth bringing back Caleb. He'd kindly offered to watch him after I'd (somewhat) explained the situation to him.

As far as he knew one of our mutual friends had seen me and told my ex and now he wanted to be a part of their son's life. I wasn't yet ready to give him all the gory details about the affair an Tanya's pregnancy.

The truth is I didn't want to scare off my new friend. He'd been so nice and I just knew he'd be disappointed by the way I'd shamelessly behaved with Edward. I was disappointed in myself.

I pushed those thoughts away as the door swung open. It was time for Edward to meet his son.

A/N - Two chapters in one day. I'm clearly on a review high. Keep it up!