Chapter 9

"Edward, son." Dr. Knight was chuckling at the man he'd been seeing since he was a little boy. The look on Edward's face was of pure terror. He was scared at what the doctor would find.

Edward didn't understand what this crazy ass man was laughing about. As far as he could tell, his wife was ill and he needed to fix her.

"Your lovely wife is perfectly well and healthy."

"Then why is she getting sick so often?"

"It's perfectly normal in the condition she is in. You're going to be a father, son. Congratulations!" The doctor patted Edward on the back and left him standing numb and stunned.

A father.

He had done it. They had done it.

He gulped loudly not feeling his body.

"Does Isa know?" he asked.

"She was worried too, she tried hiding it but, I could tell. I told her to ease the anguish."

Edward walked the doctor to the door and jogged back to the bedroom where he found Isabella propped up on some pillows.

She wore leggings and one of his v-neck t-shirts. Her hair was cascading down her chest and her cheeks were pink.

Isabella looked up at Edward when she heard him walk through the door.

The smile on her face was soft, her eyes misty, and he collapsed next to her on the bed.

"Oh my God, Isa." He cupped her face in between his large hands.

Isabella's tears spilled over and a large smile broke out on her face.

"How are you feeling? Are you in pain? Are you hungry? Wh-what can I do?" Edward shot question after question and she just laughed softly.

"Edward, I'm perfect. I don't need anything."

"Does it hurt at all?" his hands hovered over her mid-section as if he could hurt her by even touching her.

"No, I don't feel discomfort at all."

"Fuck baby, this is surreal." He grabbed her face and kissed her lips repeatedly.

Isabella's tears continued to spill over but they were the best kind of tears.

"I don't know why we're so surprised!" she laughed wiping the tears away, "This is what we had been trying for."

"You didn't know, Isa?"

"I didn't! With everything that's been happening, I forgot about my period."

Isabella wanted to make an appointment with her gynecologist right away. She climbed off the bed while Edward hovered close by the whole time.

Isabella grabbed her organizer and when she turned around to head back to bed, she collided with Edward's chest.

"I'm so sorry" he spoke frantically.

"Edward. Breathe!" she laughed, "I'm not an invalid."

"I'm sorry. I don't know what I should be doing. It worries me you'd been carrying boxes just a few days ago." He chuckled nervously.

"Hardly Edward! The movers took care of the very heavy boxes. Plus, Dr. Knight said everything looks good. Be supportive. It's all I can ask." She reached up to cup his chin.

"If you need or want anything, just let me know, baby." He said as he leaned it to kiss her.

"Thank you." She smiled against his lips.

….

Edward was making lunch for them while Isabella lounged on their couch which looked small in their new loft. She was flipping through a Cosmo magazine, it was a guilty pleasure. She especially enjoyed some of the articles.

"When are you going to be done with school Isa?"

"I have a year left." She said not looking up.

"Will you take a L.O.A later on when you're further along?"

"I haven't thought about it." She closed the magazine and looked at Edward moving about in the kitchen.

"Whatcha' making?" she smiled.

"Chicken wraps," he waited for her approval and when she didn't object he continued.

"I think you should, baby." He said after a moment of silence.

"What?" she asked already forgetting what he was asking before her stomach reminded her it was lunch time.

"Take a leave of absence."

"Oh. Well I don't know how I'm going to feel, Edward. Maybe I'll have to, and maybe I'll have all the energy in the world, you never know."

"I prefer that you wouldn't be attending during the later months."

Isabella walked around the island to where he was standing and wrapped her arms around his waist. She inhaled and smelled his hypnotizing cologne. It was such a good smell, she wanted to bite at his back.

"Hmm, why is that?" she purred.

"I'll worry, baby. God forbid you go into labor and you're alone in that huge school."

Isabella was still busy rubbing her face back and forward on his back muscles. She started to feel desire start to build in the pit of her stomach. Her hands were beginning to wander lower past his belt.

"But if I don't finish school, I might never get a good job. I hear babies are expensive. How will we get by?" Edward realized she was entirely not taking him seriously. He grabbed her arms and pulled her forward and sat her on the island off to the side where we wasn't wrapping their lunch.

"I'll get a second job." He rubbed his nose on her nose while he held on to her hips. Isabella's legs wrapped around his hips.

He began kissing her jaw and tasting her neck while Isabella's fingers tangled themselves in his hair.

"Are you going to take me seriously?" Edward mumbled against her skin.

"No speak-a English." She mumbled back.

Edward laughed out loud and smiled at her. He looked into her eyes lovingly.

"Aren't you hungry anymore?" he questioned.

"Are you seriously avoiding sex right now?" she asked dumbfounded. This was no longer her husband.

"It's not that." He looked off to the side avoiding her eyes.

"What is it then?" she was slightly getting more worried. She felt her heart thump a little quicker.

"Shouldn't we ask if it's okay?" his eyebrows were pulled together.

This time it was Isabella, who laughed out loud. Edward didn't understand why she wasn't taking him seriously at all today.

"Edward, people have sex all the time while they're pregnant."

"Yeah I figured." He deadpanned, "but everyone is different. We should find out if you're healthy enough for sex."

Isabella rolled her eyes and pulled him towards her with her legs wrapped around his hips.

"I can tell you now Mr. Cullen, I'm perfectly healthy for you." She whispered in his ear.

Just then their doorbell rang and they remembered Emmett and Rosalie's visit.

Isabella groaned and Edward, as much as he'd like to know if she was okay to have sex, would have given in all too soon.

"I'll get it." She said, holding on to his shoulders as he helped her off the counter. She looked down at the situation that had begun to grow in his pants.

Isabella walked back to where Edward was working in the kitchen only to find him standing in front of the freezer with the door open. She had to suppress her laugh.

"Oh hey guys." He smiled and finally walked back towards them.

They showed Emmett and Rosalie around the loft and they ooh'ed and ahh'ed at the nice upgrades around the unit.

"It's so spacious!" Rosalie admired.

"You still have a great view of the city too!" Emmett admired.

"Yeah, it's one of the must haves." Edward answered.

"There are so many rooms!" Rosalie then said.

"Are you guys working on filling up the rest of the rooms?" Emmett wagged his eyebrows up and down suggestively. Rosalie rolled her eyes and smacked his arm.

But when Edward and Isabella didn't answer and Bella's cheeks tinged pink, Rosalie felt a red flag go up.

"Isabella Marie Swan!" Rosalie said very seriously which caused Isabella to look like a deer caught in headlights.

"Hey! Isabella Marie Cullen!" Edward corrected his cousin in law.

"Shush!" Rosalie held up a finger in Edward's direction as she stared down her cousin. "A-!" Edward was stunned by the blonde. Emmett looked at him, warning to not push. He had learned that early on.

"Bella?" Rosalie stood in front of her conveying her to speak up.

Isabella looked into her cousin's eyes and at Emmett and Edward momentarily before she felt something build up in her throat. The next moment scared them all as Isabella let out a high pitched girly scream.

"I'm pregnant!" she said jumping up and down and not missing a beat Rosalie was jumping up and down screaming high pitched as well.

"Oh my God I can't believe!"

"Me either!" both their eyes welled with water which started to spill over very quickly down their cheeks. Emmett was hugging Edward while the women had their moment.

"Alright Edward!" he laughed.

"Yeah it's crazy dude!" he blew air out through his lips.

"How far along are you?" Rosalie questioned.

"We have no idea yet! We found out this morning!" They were still blabbering. "But please don't say anything yet, we want to announce it to everyone else."

Rosalie pretended to zip her lips and throw away the key, she then turned around and hugged Edward!

"Thank you for making me so happy!" she said to him.

Both couples burst out laughing at the silliness of the comment.

"Glad I could help." He laughed.

"I call Godmother! Ha!" Rosalie fist pumped.

"Can I be Godfather?" Emmett asked seriously looking at the expectant parents.

"It seems appropriate." Edward nodded his head laughing.

The four hardly did any unpacking that day or decorating but spent the day in each other's company and it was a good weekend.


It was Tuesday morning and Edward was holding onto Isabella's hand as they walked into the gynecologist office. Isabella signed in and fifteen minutes later she was being weighed and her blood pressure was being recorded.

As they waited in the examining room, Edward picked up just about every brochure and tried ignoring the plastic uterus housing a plastic baby upside down. It looked uncomfortable and he was admiring his wife even more as he looked at her frail looking body. Then he remembered that she only looked fragile.

"Nervous?" she asked him as he browsed the brochure that explained why they should store the umbilical cord.

"I don't know what to expect." He explained.

"I don't know either." She answered but shot him a reassuring smile. She was wearing a hospital gown and a blue plastic blanket of sorts covered the bottom portion of her body.

"How long have you been coming to Dr. Jane?"

"For about five years now."

"As long as she takes care of you and is thorough." Edward commented.

"Oh Edward, 'Jane' is his last name."

Edward's eyebrows lifted as he began to ask for clarification. "I'm sorry?"

Just then a male doctor who looked to be in his mid-thirties walked into the room.

"Isabella!" Dr. Jane walked in and greeted his patient. "I see the change in the surname. Congratulations!"

"Thank you." She smiled.

The doctor then looked at Edward, "You must be Mr. Cullen, the husband." He said shaking his hand.

"I'm –," Just then Edward interrupted.

"A man?" Edward said deadpanning. Isabella's blood rushed to her cheeks as she felt embarrassment wash over her. She forgot to mention that small detail to her husband.

"Oh." The Doctor laughed, "Yes, the last name confuses people. They expect a woman." He explained.

"First name is Alec." He took a seat as he started looking through Isabella's new chart completely oblivious of Edward's stone face.

"Well, you are in fact pregnant." He said out loud and Isabella smiled at Edward who still looked too serious.

"Let's see how far along, shall we." Dr. Jane rolled his chair towards Isabella's legs and as she started putting her legs up on the stirrups, Edward realized where the man was about to look and inspect and his vision went red.

Dr. Jane lowered the intensity of the lights and Isabella motioned for Edward to get closer to her head. She wanted to hold his hand. Edward's mood didn't improve when she saw the doctor roll a condom down on a dildo shaped contraption which he squirt some gel type thing on the head of.

"Now this will feel a little uncomfortable at first, but it won't hurt." Dr. Jane explained.

Edward crossed his arms not knowing what to do with himself and he propped his arm under his chin covering his mouth. Isabella pinched his arm asking for his hand. He looked down at her and just then her face contorted into a face of discomfort. His eyes softened looking down at her and he immediately went to palm a side of her face.

"Are you in pain baby?" he asked.

"Hm-mm." she shook her head.

Her back arched a bit and then Alec pointed towards the screen on the other side of Edward.

Isabella and Edward couldn't see anything at first. All they saw was a dark screen with white and movement.

"See that little bean?" he pointed at the center.

Isabella nodded quickly, Edward wasn't sure he saw it.

"That's your baby." He said clicking around and the image would still for a second and then the movement continued soon after.

"And…" Dr. Jane continued, "This… is the heartbeat."

Just then the room was engulfed in a swooshing like noise. The rhythm settled quickly and they recognized it as a fast paced heartbeat.

"Is it supposed to be that fast?" Edward asked Dr. Jane, forgetting momentarily he was bothered it was a 'man' doctor in his wife's personal space.

"Perfectly normal. It's working harder to supply blood to its new forming appendages." He explained.

"You look to be right along the lines of seven weeks Isabella. And according to your first day of your last menstrual cycle, your due date is December 20."

"A Christmas baby!" she gushed looking up at Edward.

"The most amazing gift you could ever give me." Edward beamed as he played with the ends of her hair.

"Everything looks good. Do you have any questions?" he asked discarding the condom and Isabella sat up asking questions about how far along will she be until she can no longer travel, and if there are foods which she should avoid. Dr. Jane said the traveling would be okay until the last trimester. He didn't advice she stress and no heavy lifting, he printed out a list of the foods she should avoid, and he was getting ready to leave when Edward wanted to know the question that had kept him from being with his wife the last few days.

"Uh, I have a question." Dr. Jane waited with a smile on his lips and Isabella looked at him expectantly.

"You know." He begged Isabella to remember. Her brows furrowed and didn't know what he was talking about.

His face reddened as he realized he was going to have to ask. He was angry at himself for not being able to articulate the words, when he's been presented with angry looking men he needs to coax into merging with his company, and he was having more trouble with this appointment than he ever had at his business meetings.

"Is it possible that, I can, we can, be together," he coughed and cleared his throat, "intimately, I mean."

"Of course." Dr. Jane smiled, "Intercourse is not dangerous for the fetus. Anything you shouldn't do, I'll be informing Isabella on her monthly appointments. Anything else you have questions about?"

Edward grimaced at the words "Intercourse and fetus." He nodded appreciatively regardless.

"That's all. Thank you!"

"I'll see you in a month then, Isabella."

"Okay, thank you." Isabella responded.

The doctor left and Edward didn't waste a moment.

"He's a man Isabella!"

"He is baby, is that a problem?" she tried brushing it off. She really didn't want to deal with his cave man behavior at the moment.

"He's a man! And he's in your business. In my business!" he whispered harshly.

"Dr. Jane has always been very professional Edward. I am not going to change doctors, I don't want someone I don't know."

"Why you ever accepted a 'man' doctor is beyond me!" he continued before they left the room, "You're getting a different gyno!"

"For the love of God Edward!"

"Fuck that! I'm not having another man looking at my wife's body."

"Listen to me, husband. I am not changing doctors. You will get used to it, like I've gotten used to it. It's strictly professional and that's that!"

"Like hell, you're not" he opened the door, closed it and walked out straight to the receptionist. He quickly told her that he'd greatly appreciate his wife's next appointment to be with a female doctor. The receptionist quickly adhered to his request and gave him a little card with the date and time of her next appointment.

"Can we talk about this at home?" Isabella was red when she finally reached him. She hardly had much time to get herself put together but was too late when she got to him.

Isabella yelled at Edward in the car and called the clinic in front of him to fix what he had changed. He reached over and snatched the phone away from her before she could do anything about it. Edward was furious that she was trying to disobey him. Isabella then realized that she was going about the whole situation wrong.

Isabella tried breaking the ice on the way home but Edward wasn't having any of it.

Walking through the front door Edward went straight to the entertainment room. He flipped the first news channel he could find.

Isabella rolled her eyes and went to get more comfortable. When she came back out she went to fix lunch for them both. She thought he was absolutely ridiculous for being mad. She'd never let anyone inside her before him. It was infuriating.

Once she had fixed up some sandwiches she went over to him and set his sandwich down in front of him. He mumbled a thank you and reached for it. They sat in silence while they ate for a while and when they were all done, she let her eyes wander to him and his lips were in a straight line and jaw was set.

As much as Isabella was angry that he was blowing the whole subject out of proportion, she couldn't help the way her body felt looking at his locked jaw. His arms were on his side and she wanted to be held by him very bad.

Disregarding the last hour and a half, she decided she wanted to be closer to her husband.

Luckily the plates were out of the way so she surprised him by unceremoniously straddling his hips.

Edward looked at her chest since it was now covering the screen. His hands balled into fists trying to stay strong. He was angry.

Isabella wasn't deterred and wiggled on top him and began rubbing herself on him and leaned down to taste his neck. Edward had no control for the appendage hardening under his jeans. Isabella's breathing was becoming labored. The zipper on his jeans allowed for friction where she needed it and her hips didn't let up.

Edward tilted his head ever slightly allowing Isa to lick and taste his jaw with more ease.

Isabella moaned into his neck and her hands worked their way down to his stomach. Soon she reached his belt buckle and started unbuckling it. When she switched to show equal affection to the other side of his jaw, she saw his eyes were closed. She knew she could get him to lower his guard. He can't stay mad she thought.

Once his pants were undone she pushed at them and he lifted his hips to allow her to push them down to his lap. She just needed to be able to pull him out. His member was stiff hard as she continued to rub herself on him.

She quickly stood up to lower her tights leaving her thin panties on. She grabbed at his polo too and pulled it over his head. Wasting no more time she climbed back on him as his eyes watched her closely.

Her hips quickly went back to work to rub on him and she saw his eyes looking at her and his lips were slightly parted.

She pulled the straps to her tank top down her arms and pulled the front down allowing her breast to spill out.

Bigger Edward noticed.

Isabella grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her swollen tit. She massaged over his hand coaxing him to do the same to her boob which he did. His other hand landed on her hip and she never stopped the gyration of her hips.

"Unghhh!" She cried throwing her head back.

She reached down and pulled him out of his boxer briefs and moved her panties to the side. She lifted her hips and rubbed his head up and down her slit. Her head was thrown back as she moaned in pleasure.

She finally placed him at her entrance and slowly lowered herself on him.

"Ooooooh" she breathed. Edward's jaw was locked again and as soon as she adjusted to him she continued the movement of her hips.

"Ooooooh baby, you feel so good." She breathed. Edward's hips began to lift up to help her with the thrusts.

He tried to hold in any noise but his throat let out groans when his head reached the deepest part of her body.

"Ugh."

"OH yeah!" she coaxed.

Edward blew air out through his lips watching her tits bounce in his face. He had come this far, fuck it. He thought.

He caught a hard nipple in his mouth and Isa's moans grew in volume.

Gasp.

"Oooooh, Edward!"

"Ugh, ugh!" he couldn't hold his cries any longer.

He pushed his pants down his legs so that he could part his legs more and reach deeper into her.

"Yeah?" she looked down at him, "You like that?"

Edward's mouth was assaulting every bit of skin he could reach.

"OH, Yes!" she yelled.

Isabella was louder than usual. Seeing Edward angry really turns her on, she thought to herself.

"Like that?" she continued to ride him.

"Fuck!" he yelled

"YES!" she cried too.

Edward was experiencing an out of body experience. Isabella initiated sex plenty of times, but this, this was on a whole other level. He was so turned on by the control she was taking.

"I'm going to come, babe!" she looked down at him mouth slacked.

Edward looked up into her eyes and saw her orgasm creeping over her when the shivers and goosebumps erupted on her arms.

"Ah, ahh, ahh, ahh…."

There is it he thought.

"Ahhhhh!" her eyes shut tight and her mouth was frozen in a O.

Edward let her ride out her orgasm and when her body could no longer move, he lifted them up and set her down on the couch.

He continued where Isabella left off and pumped in and out of her. Isabella barely had enough strength to scratch at his back as she continued to moan in pleasure.

"Shit" he chanted over and over.

"FUCK!" he yelled one last time as he spilled into her.

Their breathing was loud and it took a few minutes for their hearts to slow back down.

Edward sat back not wanting to crush Isabella.

"It didn't hurt did it?" he asked her when he was brought back to the fact that she was with child.

"No." she answered. Now that she was satisfied and got what she wanted she got up and reached for her pants and situated her shirt back on.

When he reached out to rub her thigh he was stunned to receive a slap at his hand not allowing him to.

What the fuck

"What's wrong with you?"

"You still have the audacity to ask." She said walking away.

Edward quickly got up and buckled himself up and caught up to Isa.

"No, you don't get to be mad. I'm mad!"

"Okay, go ahead and stay mad." She said walking around him.

"You just used me!" he said feeling slightly violated. A very tiny part. A minuscule amount.

"Whatever."

"So you have nothing to say?" he followed after her.

"About what, Edward?" she stopped and placed her fist on her hip waiting for him to answer.

"About you trying to disobey me! You're my wife! I don't want another man seeing you!"

"He's a doctor and I feel comfortable, Edward! It's my body!" she finished and continued walking away and into the kitchen.

"No, it's not-" he continued to follow, "It's not just your body Isabella! It's my body too!"

He was behaving like a caveman and Isabella felt like she'd pull her hair out. She didn't want to give in; she didn't want him to tell her what to do in every aspect of her life.

"Babe, you need to stop this! It's not like other men haven't seen my body before. But I'm with you now."

"Alright, alright!" he said holding his hands up so that she wouldn't elaborate not wanting to hear details about what she had done in the past.

He pushed his luck and stood in front of her and held her out in his arms.

"I'm not giving in; This once, Please can we please not fight?"

"I'm not fighting. You got mad and wouldn't talk to me." She said.

"I'm sorry." He said when she didn't pull away and smack him or something. He pulled her into his arms and was glad when she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"It blinds me with jealousy to think any other man has ever touched you." He knew it was insane to expect her to not have had a past before him, especially when he had a past. He felt possessive and he couldn't control that part of him.

"I'm sorry, Edward. It's just a way of life. I wish you wouldn't have touched anyone before me too, but it's unrealistic to have everything we want."

"No one's ever come close to you though." He whispered in her face when he pecked her lips.

"Same here." She smiled.

After a few moments of holding each other Edward had to say something.

"Isa?" he treaded carefully.

"Hmm?"

"I just have to tell you. I wish I wouldn't have been so stupid to have waited this long, but I am so compelled to tell you."

"What is it?" she looked up at him searching his eyes for a clue for what it could be. His heart was pounding and he thought it was ridiculous to be so nervous. She was his wife.

"I love you, baby."

Isabella's heart swelled. She didn't care they were standing near the kitchen. They were in their home as a married couple. A married couple expecting their first baby. That's all that mattered.

"I love you too, Edward."

Then they kissed to seal the acknowledgement of their love.


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