Okay, so here it is. The sequel for A Nerd Story of Love. I don't own any of this. The only thing I do own is the plot to the story and a very cool 'Geekward' mug. I'm planning on keeping the story lighthearted as can be, but there will be angsty moments. I will post warnings in the author's notes at the beginning of the chapters for fair warning.
Thanks for everyone who's faved, reviewed or read my story. I love writing SGB and Nerdella and I'm so happy that you all love them too.
Also, thank you for everyone who gave me funny baby stories. I needed some inspiration for the interaction with Kyra and her parents. A special thank you to Isabelle Masen for her help with research about appropriate baby 'movements' and milestones.
Chapter Ten: Birthday
EPOV
"Bella! Wake up, gorgeous," I said as I shook my wife awake. She looked at me blearily and wrapped her arms around my neck. "What is it, love?"
"Emmett," she sobbed against my chest. "He got us all. We were all dead. Where's Kyra?"
"I'll get her, baby," I cooed as I got up. I scooped up my baby girl and carried her to our bed. Bella took her from my arms, burying her nose into her curls. Tears were falling down her cheeks as she held our principessa. I put my arms around my girls and held them. I wanted to take Bella's pain away. But, the only way I could do that is to make Emmett go away.
And that ain't happening.
Fuck my life.
Bella slumped against me as Kyra nestled against her mother's chest. I gently picked my daughter up and put her in the pack and play. She whimpered slightly as I put her down. "Shhh, love. Daddy's here. I love you, principessa." She stopped her cries and conked out. I slipped back into the bed, holding my wife to my body. I was willing the bad dreams away. But they wouldn't truly dissipate until Emmett was behind bars or dead.
I was secretly praying for the latter. He needed to get his just desserts for killing Carlisle. I may have hated my sperm donor, but he didn't deserve to die.
I eventually drifted to sleep. I woke up to Bella cooing to Kyra in the rocking chair in our bedroom. I checked the clock and groaned inwardly. Today was my first day back on the job at Whitlock Technologies. I had done as much as I could while in Italy but I needed to actually be in the office. "Are you going to be okay while I'm at work?" I asked as I slipped out of the bed, watching Bella nurse Kyra.
"Yeah. Rose is coming over to pick up some maternity clothes," Bella said quietly. "Then Johnny is going to work with me to get me back in shape. Because Momma's got a pooch, little one. Yes. She does."
"I love your body, gorgeous," I said as crouched in front of her.
"You may. But I don't. I hate seeing my stomach jiggle," she said, wrinkling her nose. "Besides, I want to work on being able to incapacitate a grown man. I can't do that by sitting on my fat ass."
"Bella, you are not fat," I said sternly. "Jasper is fat. You are a mom."
"Fat," she said flatly. "My rolls have rolls."
"Whatever, gorgeous. You're absolutely beautiful and I love you and your body," I said as I kissed her cheek. "I'm going to shower. Then off to work. Yay!" I gave a mock fist pump before pouting.
"Try to contain your enthusiasm there, Cullen," she snickered. "Daddy is silly, Kyra."
"Yep. I'm a clown," I said. "Do you need anything?"
"Nope. I'm good," she smiled. I stood up and padded to the bathroom. I stripped out of my boxers and slipped into the shower. I quickly washed off the grime of the plane from my body. I dressed in a pair of black dress pants and a blue dress shirt. I was flipping through my ties when my phone rang. I jogged to the charger and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Edwina! When are you coming in? We're having server issues. I need your brains," Jasper wailed.
"I'm leaving in like ten minutes," I said.
"Good. Oh and you have to meet my new assistant. Remember? I told you about her. Lauren is her name," Jasper said excitedly.
"Did you do a background check on this girl?" I asked.
"Yeah. Came back clean," Jasper said quickly.
He's so lying.
"What's her name?" I asked as I pulled out a piece of paper.
"Lauren Mallory," Jasper said exasperatingly. I jotted down her name and slipped into my pocket. "Come on, Edwina. Tick tock. I'm waiting for you. The servers are getting fried."
"Shut it, asswipe. I'll be there as soon as I can," I said. I clicked off the phone. I finished getting dressed. I walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Bella was chatting with both Johnny and Ricky. Johnny was holding Kyra while Bella was cooking some breakfast.
"Morning, Mr. Edward," Ricky said with a smile.
"Morning," I replied. "How was everything last night?"
"Good," Johnny said as he held Kyra's little hand. "She's so adorable, Mr. Edward. Like a tiny doll."
"I see my daughter has already got you wrapped around her finger," I snickered as I clapped his back.
"I love kids. I can't wait to have 'em," Johnny said with a wide grin. "But, I have to find me a nice woman before I do."
"You'll find one, Johnny," Bella said, placing a plate of eggs in front of him. She turned and placed plates in front of all of us. I was honestly not hungry but forced the food down my throat. "What time will you be home, Edward?"
"I'm hoping to be back around five. I'm still highly jet lagged. Perhaps once I get the servers functioning properly, I'll leave. What time is Rose coming over?"
"She's going to call," Bella smiled. "I think Alice is coming over too. It's been awhile since we've had a girl's day."
"Try not to have too much fun," I smirked. Bella rolled her eyes and kissed my lips softly. Ricky tossed me my car keys and we headed into my Volvo. We drove to the city and I parked in my usual spot. "Ricky, I need you to do me a favor."
"What, Mr. Edward?" he asked.
"Run a background check on this woman. She just started at Whitlock. Maybe I'm paranoid, but…" I said as I handed him the sheet of paper with Lauren's name on it.
"I get it, Mr. Edward. I'd do the same thing," Ricky said. "I'll do that for you today while you are at work. It's good to have you back, sir."
"Yeah. Don't call me that," I said flatly. "You're older than me. I should be calling YOU sir."
"Got it, Mr. Edward," he chuckled. I got out of the car and we rode up the elevator. Ricky was always watching the doors, ensuring my safety. His hand was twitching near his gun that was hidden by his jacket. We got to Whitlock Technologies and we walked to my office. Eric looked up and gave me a relieved grin.
"Mr. Cullen am I glad to see you," he breathed. He hopped out of his chair and wrapped his skinny arms around my waist. Ummm…Yorkie? Why are you hugging me? "Mr. Whitlock has been a holy terror the entire time you've been gone."
"Eric, you're hugging me," I said as I patted his shoulder.
"Sorry, Mr. Cullen," he said. "You know how there's a good parent and a bad parent?"
"Yeah?"
"You're the good parent. Even keeled, nice, pleasant, you don't really yell," Eric said. "Mr. Whitlock has been on a rampage."
"He's going through a tough time, Eric. Cut him some slack," I said.
"I'm going to run that background check, Mr. Edward. I'll send you the results," Ricky said. "Good luck with, um, Mr. Jasper."
"Thanks," I sighed. Ricky left and I stared at Eric. "Was he really that bad?"
"I nearly quit," Eric grumbled. "Mr. Whitlock's assistant DID quit. He's got this new woman, Lauren. Yeah, there's something about her that just doesn't sit right with me. Not the sharpest tool in the shed, if you catch my drift."
"Great. I'm going to log on and then meet this Lauren before I bitch out Jasper," I muttered. I unlocked my office, staring at its familiarity. I dropped my bag on my couch. I miss my naked fun times with my wife on that couch. Fuck, I want her. Maybe she can bring in Kyra and I can get a blow job?
"Mr. Cullen?" Eric called from the doorway.
"Yes," I replied, subtly adjusting my erection. My wife was not even here and I was fucking hard. What the hell?!
"Mr. Whitlock is demanding to see you. He's threatening your Aston Martin," Eric cringed.
"Tell him that if lays one finger on my Vanquish, I'm pouring sugar into his fuel tank of his Ducati," I growled. "I'll do it."
"Yes sir," Eric said as he closed the door.
Can I go back to Italy? Please?
I logged onto the computer and switched off my voicemail. I checked my inbox and surprise, surprise, it was full. Almost all of the phone calls were from police departments, asking for the mini microphone and status updates about their orders. I rattled of a quick email to Eric asking if he took care of that. His response was immediate, saying that it was all covered.
I loved Eric. In a platonic, boss loves his employee way.
Sighing, I grabbed a pad of paper and trudged to Jasper's office. Sitting at the desk was a bleached blonde bimbo who was filing her nails. She was snapping her gum. Her too large breasts were spilling out of her too tight top. My guess was her skirt was also too short. She looked like a hooker. I plastered on a neutral mask and walked up to her. "Hello, is Jasper in his office?"
"And you are?" she asked rudely, eying me with her ice blue eyes.
"Edward Cullen. One of your bosses," I snapped.
"Oh," she said. "Let me see if Jasper is available." She stood up and like I predicted, her skirt barely covered her ass. She walked into his office and purred that I was outside. I rolled my eyes. Blondie turned around and smiled at me seductively. "Jasper said to go right in. I'm Lauren, by the way. I'm sorry about being so rude. Are you single?"
"Nope," I said as I waved my left hand in her face. "Happily married. So is Jasper. I know that he's your immediate boss, but we do have a dress code here. Please come to work wearing something more appropriate. Less revealing."
"Well, shit," she pouted, squeezing her melons together. "I need to shopping, then. Do you think the company can front me my check so I can buy some more appropriate clothing?"
"No," I said coldly. "We get paid on the 1st and 15th of the month. You'll just have to wait."
"Fine," she frowned. "Go on in, Eddie."
"It's Mr. Cullen," I spat. I pushed the door open and slammed it shut. Jasper looked up at me, giving me a grin. "Don't smile. You're assistant is trailer trash."
"Well someone is awfully snobby today," Jasper snickered.
"Did you see what the hell she was wearing?" I asked. "Kyra could fit into her outfit. She's two months old. What the fuck? Where you thinking with your dick, Whitlock? If you are fucking around on my twin sister, I will not hesitate to kick your lily white, FAT ass."
"Don't hold back, Edwina," Jasper said, arching his brow. "I'm not fucking around on Alice. Relax. You're going to gray. I don't think they make your color at the salon."
"Jasper," I growled.
"I ran into her at Starbucks. She was sobbing about she lost her last job as an assistant and was going to be evicted," Jasper explained. We chatted and she knew everything that was necessary to be my assistant after Cherie left."
"I'm calling Cherie and begging her to come back. I'd rather see her and her horrible sweaters and smelling like cat piss than Spandex girl," I grumbled. "Eric told me that you were a first class douche. That's why Cherie left."
"I was falling apart because of Alice and the miscarriage. Plus with you being gone," Jasper said, his voice laced with venom.
"My wife was in the hospital, Jasper. Her blood pressure was dangerously high. I could have lost both her and Kyra. What would you have me do? Leave my wife and child in Italy while I come to work?" I yelled. "I telecommuted as much as I could have. I managed to get a lot done."
"I'm sorry, Edward," Jasper sighed. "I was out of line."
"Yeah, you were. I get that you are saddened by the loss of your baby. I really do. If I could do anything to make it better, I would. But, you can't turn into an asshole because the world falls apart around you," I said.
"I know," Jasper said. "If you can get Cherie back, I'd give you my right nut."
"Um, ew," I said, wrinkling my nose. "Why would I want your right nut? That's gross. You kind of need them to have babies."
"Yeah, that's not happening," Jasper grumbled. "The fertility specialist gave us a resounding thumbs down."
"There's adoption. Surrogacy. Jas, there are options," I said as I sat down on the couch next to him.
"Try telling your sister that," Jasper said despondently. "You and Bella popped out a kid without any problem. Alice can GET pregnant but not STAY pregnant."
"I can't imagine what you're feeling, Jas. But you cannot let this consume you," I said as I put my hand on his shoulder.
He sighed and nodded. "I need you to fix the servers. I can't get them to function properly. They need the Cullen magic touch. Please?"
"Sure, Jas," I smiled. Jasper gave me a tiny smirk. I got up and headed toward the door. "I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but obviously the whole miscarriage thing is getting to you. Talk to someone."
"Like a shrink?"
"Yeah. You need someone to help channel your anger and sense of loss," I said.
"Didn't you used to see someone?" Jasper asked, looking up at me.
"I did. I'll give you his number," I said. "I'm going to fix some servers." I slipped out of the office and ignored Lauren. She cooed a good bye. I cringed. I didn't even want to imagine what she had. She just looked skeezy. I needed to shower just being within a few feet of her. I walked to the server room, rolling up my sleeves. I went to the diagnostic station to check what was wrong. It was an easy fix. Jasper could have handled this. I went to work and spent the morning adjusting and fixing the servers for Whitlock Technologies.
I was leaving the server room when I bumped into Lauren. "I'm sorry," she tittered. Her breasts jiggled in her too tight top. "I'm just a little lost. Where's the employee lounge?"
"On the other side of the office, Lauren," I said tersely. "No food around the servers."
"Oh, I didn't know," she giggled. "Would you like to join me for lunch?"
"No thanks. I think I'm taking a half day and do the rest of my work at home. I miss my wife. And my child."
"You're a daddy? I bet your son is adorable. Looks just like you," she cooed, rubbing her hand up and down my forearm.
"I have a daughter," I said curtly. "Excuse me." I gently pushed past Lauren and stomped to my office. I sent an IM to Jasper saying that I was not feeling well. I was lightheaded from being in the server room and I was jet lagged. He told me to go home. I thanked him and logged off the computer. Before I left, Eric asked if we would work on finance day tomorrow. I nodded and left the office. I texted Ricky, explaining what was up. He said that he'd catch a cab home or have Charlie drive him back to the house. He was at the police station doing the background check on Lauren.
I left the parking garage and drove back to the house. As I was driving past, Rose was leaving. We rolled down our windows. "Hey, SGD," she smirked.
"Hi, Rose," I said dryly. "How are you?"
"Fucking exhausted. I hate jet lag. How did you go to work?"
"I only went in for a half day," I said. "Did you get all of the clothes you wanted?"
"Yes, I did. Your wife has definitely gotten better at choosing clothing," Rose laughed. "Okay, I'm going. I'm feeling slightly nauseous and I do not want to puke in the car. Morning sickness sucks. Or rather, all day sickness."
"Sorry, Rosalie," I said. She waved and drove off. I pulled into the garage, noticing that my sister's car was still in the driveway. I walked into the kitchen. I grabbed a bottle of water and padded to the family room. Bella was on the floor with Kyra while Alice was on the couch. "Hey."
"Edward, what are you doing home?" Bella asked.
"I took a half day. I'm not feeling well," I lied.
"Have you met Lauren?" Alice asked, wrinkling her nose.
"Ugh, yes. She's a piece of work," I snorted.
"Is this Jasper's new assistant?" Bella asked.
"Yes. She's a total skank. In desperate need of a makeover," Alice said flatly. "Spandex is a privilege, not a right."
"What's her last name?" Bella asked.
"Melanie? Maugieri?" Alice replied.
"Lauren Mallory," I said.
"Fuck," Bella squeaked. "Did you say where she was from?"
"Washington," I replied.
"State or DC?"
"I don't know," I shrugged.
"I used to know a Lauren Mallory when I lived in Forks," Bella said. "Evil wench. Blonde, pinched face, kind of bitchy."
"She hasn't changed," I answered. "Except she's got fake boobs. Like worst boob job I've EVER seen."
"That cannot be a coincidence," Alice said. "I had a bad feeling about her. She's too flirty and yeah. Gross."
"Did she hit on you, Edward?" Bella asked, her face turning bright red. "If she did, I will deflate her bad boob job with a rusty spork."
"She tried," I said.
"Alice, can you and Edward stay with Kyra? I have a skank to kill," Bella said as she hopped up. She breezed past us and ran up the stairs.
"Watch her," I said as I scooped Kyra up and put her in Alice's arms. "Please, Younger?" She nodded. I followed my wife into the bedroom. She was changing into a pair of jeans and a conservative but sexy top. "Bella, what are you doing?"
"Edward, you're mine," she said simply. "This ring on your finger, proves it. The tattoo on your neck, along your hip, that little girl downstairs, proves it. Lauren Mallory is NOT going to even want to look at you when I'm done with her."
"Baby, I don't want to bail you out of jail," I said as I cupped her face. "If you want, I'll get 'Property of Bella Cullen' tattooed on my forehead."
"In bright pink letters," she said as she wrapped her arms around my waist. "Flashing neon would be better."
"Whatever makes you happy, gorgeous," I said as I kissed her hair. "My eyes are only for you. I love you, Bella."
"I love you, too," she sighed. "Seriously, can I deflate Lauren's boobs?"
"You're responsible for the cleanup. I'm not sure how silicon comes out of carpeting," I laughed.
A loud shriek filled the house. "You left Kyra with Alice, didn't you?"
"Yeah. I needed to check on my beautiful and fiercely possessive wife."
"Mine. You're mine. Say it, Edward," she said as she pulled on my hair.
"I'm yours," I said as kissed her nose. "You're mine."
"Yep. Only yours, angel," she said.
"YOUR DAUGHTER SHIT ON ME!" Alice screamed.
"I got the last one," Bella said as she pulled away.
"But I'm all dressed up," I whined.
"Too bad, so sad," she snorted.
"ANYBODY! MY VINTAGE DOLCE AND GABBANA BLOUSE IS RUINED!" Alice sobbed.
With a grumble, I went downstairs and took Kyra from my sister. Kyra pawed at my face as I carried her to the sink. "Damn stinky child. It's amazing how someone so small can make such a HUGE mess," I snickered. Alice glared at us. "She's two months. Relax. Perhaps Bella can give you something to wear."
"Vintage," she cried.
"Wear grubbies next time you come over, Ali," I said. I stripped my child naked and washed her messy bum. Alice went upstairs, swearing as she did. I cleaned Kyra and changed her diaper. I needed to get a fresh outfit for her. I kept it simple and grabbed a purple 'Daddy Loves Me' onesie. I put her in the crib as I removed my shirt that was now stained with her shit. I tossed it into the garbage, knowing that it would NEVER get clean. It would be better just to buy a new shirt. Alice poked her head in and said she was leaving. I turned and saw that she was in a pair of Bella's yoga pants and a hoodie. Alice scowled at my daughter and left. "Auntie Alice just doesn't understand, principessa." Kyra babbled and put her foot in her mouth. A loud fart came from her along with a tinkling giggle. "Oh, Kyra Marie."
My daughter. The fart monster.
xx TGGTP xx
The next few weeks flew by. Before I knew it, Bella's birthday was coming up. She hated celebrating it but was actually looking forward to it this year. We were spending the afternoon with our families and then I was taking her to a hotel to properly wish my wife a happy birthday. Now, don't get me wrong, our sex life is quite healthy. But I find it a little weird making love while my three month old infant is in the pack and play by the foot of our bed. It's not like she'll see anything, but it's still odd.
Watch, Kyra is the only infant who is aware when her parents are making love. Next thing you know, she's critiquing my form and giving me pointers.
"Bella, how much longer do you think Kyra is going to spend in the pack and play?" I asked, trying to hide the panic rising in my voice.
"She's almost sleeping through the night. Pretty soon. Why?" she asked as she curled her hair.
"No reason," I gulped.
"Are you freaking out that she'll know when we make love?" Bella asked, arching a brow.
"No," I lied.
"Edward, your ears are pink and you're pinching your nose. You are definitely freaking out," she giggled. "Kyra only knows when she's hungry, our voices, when her ass is wet and yeah. She does not EVEN know we're doing it."
"It's still weird," I said as I sat down on the bed. "I remember walking in on my parents having sex and I was scarred for life."
"How old were you?"
"Like six," I answered. "I think that's when Carlisle started hating me because I thought my dad was killing my mom. I started sobbing and ran into my room. Esme came and calmed me down, probably leaving my dad with one hell of a case of blue balls."
"Asswipe mother fucker," Bella grumbled. "You were six."
"Bella, I've accepted that my father didn't like me. He tried to make amends with the letter and to some extent, he did. But, we deal with what we've got, you know? And I'm buying locks for our bedroom door. I do not want my daughter thinking that I'm killing you," I said.
"With pleasure, maybe," Bella purred. "I can't wait to feel you inside me, Edward. Tonight, we'll be like animals."
"Fuck yeah," I said as I dipped her, kissing her deeply. Her fingers tangled into my hair as her tongue pushed past my lips. She groaned and bucked her hips against mine. "Happy birthday, my love."
"I'm old," she said, wrinkling her nose.
"Twenty seven is not old. What does that make me? Ancient? I'm 32," I said as stood up, caressing her cheek.
"Men get better with age. Like a fine wine," she said. "Women sag, get cellulite and have hair growing out of their faces."
I ran my hand over her cheek, turned her around and pinched her butt. "Nope. Perfectly fine. Nice and perky."
"Ass," she said as she shoved at me playfully. "You'll probably get the distinguished gray at the temples and get subtle laugh lines. I'll look like an old hag by the time I hit forty."
"Whatever, Bella," I said.
"So, what are we doing for my birthday?" she asked as she went back into the bathroom. I pulled on a yellow v-neck t-shirt, flattening it over my jeans. "Other than each other."
"That's a given. I didn't give you nearly enough orgasms for your birthday last year. Mentally, my goal was to give you an orgasm for each year you were alive," I smirked. "I was four short."
"Same goal this year?" Bella asked.
"Yep. But that will be after our day o'fun. We're having lunch with Marcus, Esme, Rose, Tim, Alice, Jasper, Demetri and Alex. Esme and Marcus are watching Kyra for the night because we're spending it at the Ritz Carlton," I smiled. "I also made an appointment with Thor for our baby date tattoos. We're going there at four, prior to check in at the hotel."
"Edward, the Ritz Carlton? I don't have anything packed," she said as she raced past me. I wrapped my arms around her waist, holding her to my chest. "Edward Anthony, let me go."
"Do you really think I'd let you not be prepared?" I asked, kissing her neck, swirling my tongue over her pulse point. She melted against my chest. My hands moved up to her breasts, gently cupping them under her black and blue striped sweater.
"Edward, we have to go…" she moaned. "I need to pack."
"Already done," I murmured as I reached for her jean waistband. I unbuttoned them and slipped my hand into her panties. "Fuck, baby. Did you get waxed?"
"Yep. Rose took me," she purred. I pushed her jeans and panties over her hips. I lifted her up onto the bathroom counter. Bella reached for my belt, quickly unfastening it. She reached into my boxer briefs and removed my cock from their cotton prison. "We have to be fast and quiet. The guys are downstairs watching Kyra."
"I know," I said as I reached between her legs, coating my fingers with her wetness. "So ready for me."
"Take me, Edward," she said. I lined up my cock with her entrance and pressed into her. Our eyes were on each other as we became one. Bella's mouth dropped open. "Fuck, Edward. So good."
"That would be you, love," I said as I kissed her lips softly. "I love you, baby. So much." Her muscles clung to my cock, holding me to her body. I moved in and out of her, staring into her chocolate brown depths. Bella's fingers danced along my jaw and down my chest, tracing the ink under along my hip proclaiming my eternal love for her. I felt her muscles flutter around me. She was close. I leaned forward and pulled her leg higher around my hip so I could reach deeper. Her warmth, her tightness, her love was all encompassing. I felt fucking amazing as I made love to my wife. She captured my lips with hers, squeezing my ass with her fingers.
"Edward," she murmured against my lips. "Harder, angel."
My hips moved faster and with more vigor. Our skins slapped against each other as I kissed her fervently. She nibbled on my bottom lip, making quiet whimpering noises. Those noises were my undoing. Hearing her sound like that caused me to explode. My release triggered hers. Her fingernails scratched up my ass. She let out a silent scream, her head falling back against the mirror of the bathroom. I breathed against her neck while she massaged my shoulders. "One down, twenty-six to go."
"I look forward to it, baby," she giggled. I slipped out of her, happy that I didn't need the condoms anymore. I gently wiped down between her legs with a towel. I pulled my pants up, hissing quietly as my boxers went over my new scratches from my wife. "Turn around, Cullen."
I sighed and turned. "Shit, Edward. I got you good. Like drew blood."
"I guess I bring out the animal in you," I laughed.
"Do you want me to bandage you up?"
"Nah, I'll wear my scratches with pride," I smirked. I pulled up my pants and buckled my belt. I helped Bella off the counter and she finished getting ready. While she finished beautifying herself, I grabbed the garment bag filled with our clothes for tonight. I also loaded up Kyra's diaper bag and dressed her in a cute fall outfit. "Who's the most beautiful little girl in the world? That would be my Kyra. Come on, little one. Let's get you fed. Today's Momma's birthday and deserves a day off." I readied a bottle and sat down with her in the rocking chair. Kyra hated the bottle and preferred Bella's breast. But, I wanted the opportunity to bond with my daughter. After several failed attempts, Kyra finally took the bottle from me while Bella was out of the house in Italy. I fed her as often as she would let me. I'd hum and sing to my angel as she ate. Her golden eyes were becoming more and more inquisitive and aware.
"Your sister called me while you were feeding her," Bella said. Kyra spit out the bottle and whimpered for her mom. "Be good for Daddy. He wants to feed you too, principessa."
"What did Alice want?" I asked as I got Kyra to take the nipple again.
"She's bugging me about when we're coming," Bella said as she sat down on the ottoman opposite of me.
"Once this one is done with her bottle," I replied. "We're almost done."
"Good. I'm going to finish primping and text her back saying that we're leaving in a half hour," Bella said as she kissed Kyra's forehead. Then she kissed mine. Kyra finished her bottle and I carried her down to the kitchen, placing her into her car seat. I slipped on my beige herringbone jacket and put my sunglasses on my head. Bella came down looking absolutely sinful in a pair of dark skinny jeans, her black and blue sweater and black blazer. Her makeup was put on subtly and her hair was curly and wild. I smiled as I looked at the gorgeous creature that was my wife. I felt in my pocket, finding the velvet box that held her birthday present. I got her a ruby and diamond eternity band. I went to visit Stan to get it made for my wife.
I swear, my family keeps that man in business. With me, Jasper and Marcus, he's rolling in the dough. I even think that Alex and Demetri got their promise bands from Stan.
We loaded up the car and followed Ricky and Johnny to my mom's house. Johnny was going to be staying with us at the hotel in a separate room on the same floor while Ricky went home to spend time with his own family tonight. Another member of the security firm was staying at the house while we celebrated Bella's birthday.
I parked behind Tim's large truck and helped Bella out of the car. She picked up Kyra's carrier. I slung her bag over my shoulder. Walking up the cobblestone sidewalk, we entered the house. Everyone was standing in the foyer, wishing my beautiful wife a happy birthday. Bella blushed furiously and buried her face against my chest. Kyra shrilled loudly from her carrier. Demetri took the carrier from Bella's hand and we were led into the family room. It was bedecked with blue, silver and white balloons, streamers and decorations wishing Bella a happy birthday.
"Thank you, everyone," Bella said, tears filling her eyes.
"Oh, it's nothing, Bella," Esme said as she sat her down on the couch, putting a crown on her head proclaiming her the birthday girl. "You only turn twenty-seven once."
"I appreciate it. Immensely," she said.
We spent the afternoon talking, eating food and opening up Bella's presents. Esme and Marcus got her a pair of sapphire earrings. Bella gushed that it was too much but they wouldn't hear anything about it. Rose and Tim got Bella a new personalized journal. She had filled up both of the journals I had gotten for her for her present. Alex and Demetri got Bella a spa package at the resort where they were having their wedding in less than a month. Alice and Jasper got her a huge purse for all of the baby craziness. I gave Bella Kyra's present which was a new charm for her bracelet. It was Kyra's birth stone and it said, 'World's Best Mom!' Bella sobbed at that one. I told Bella that she would get my present at dinner tonight.
Renee called from Arizona. She had taken off so much work that she couldn't take any more time off. So, Bella had to just deal with a phone call. Renee also said that she sent a card from her and Phil. Charlie and Sue were going to take Bella and me out for dinner the following weekend. They said that they had news. I was curious as to what the news was, but I had to wait.
After we ate some cake, Bella and I got up to leave. We kissed and hugged everyone, saving the most loving for our baby girl. She wailed as we left. Bella was in tears as we were pulling away from the house. But then again, she wanted some time with her SGD.
That's right. I'm her Sexy Geeky Daddy.
We were getting Kyra's birthday tattooed on our wrists. I still couldn't believe that I, Edward Cullen, had tattoos. Three of them. About to get my fourth. I was so conservative growing up. Now, I have three, soon to be FOUR tattoos. I parked my car in front of Thor's shop. He hugged us both and got us set up for our tattoos. Bella was going first as it was her birthday. Thor tattooed Kyra's full name and her birthday on the inside of Bella's wrist. I went next and was pleased with the result. The script looked like a perfect combination of my handwriting and Bella's.
I went to pay Thor and he said that Bella's was free of charge. He wished her a happy birthday, ringing me up. I made sure that I included the amount equal to Bella's tattoo as a tip, and then some. With a hug from Thor, which was ODD to say the least, we left the shop and drove to the Ritz Carlton. Using the valet, I dropped off the car and grabbed the garment bag with our clothes. Bella's jaw unhinged when she saw the hotel. It was luxurious, elegant and highly overpriced.
I checked us in and we went up to the Presidential Suite. Johnny had already checked in the adjoining Executive Suite across the hall.
"It's so beautiful, Edward," Bella breathed. "I can't believe this. What a view!"
"I'll say," I purred as I looked at the beauty that was my wife.
"Not me, Edward. Out the window," she said.
"Eh, it's alright," I shrugged. I scooped her up and pinned her to the couch. "You're far more beautiful. I believe I owe you some orgasms, birthday girl. How many this time?"
"Shoot for five."
"Done, gorgeous," I whispered seductively. Our clothes were thrown from our bodies and we were quickly a tangle of sweaty limbs and heavy panting. I managed to give her seven orgasms. Plus two for me. I had never rebounded so quickly but when Bella wanted me from behind, my dick woke up.
After our mini-marathon sex session, we both showered and changed for our dinner reservations at The Grill on the Alley. I dressed in my navy blue suit, white shirt and royal blue tie. I was coordinating with my wife who had a royal blue dress with her jewelry from Emmett's party. I was completely flummoxed at how beautiful she looked. I dipped her and kissed her pink lips. She giggled against my mouth. "You look absolutely exquisite, Bella," I murmured as I cupped her cheek.
"Thank you, angel," she smiled. "I'm definitely enjoying this new tradition you're doing on my birthday."
"What's that? Spoiling you rotten? Treating you like the queen that you are? Making you happy?" I asked.
"The orgasms," she giggled. "Food for thought for YOUR next birthday. Thirty-three orgasms. Can I do it?"
"With the way you make me feel? Hell yeah," I said as kissed her nose. "Come on, gorgeous. We have reservations before I finish giving you the rest of your orgasms. Perhaps I'll give you one in the car."
"I'm not wearing any panties so it's doable," she smirked.
"You're killing me, Cullen," I moaned. She pulled away and wiggled her ass at me. I adjusted my erection and followed my incredibly sexy wife out of the hotel room. I arranged for a limo for us. Johnny was driving us. In a black suit, Johnny helped Bella into the stretch Hummer. I spoke to him briefly, telling him to circle the streets so I could give my wife more presents.
Orgasms. But Johnny doesn't need to know that.
I'd text him when we were done.
Once we pulled away from the hotel, Bella and I were on each other like white on rice. I managed to give her orgasm numbers eight through thirteen. I almost got to fourteen but I was busting out of my pants and I didn't want to muck up my $3000 suit. Alice would so kick my ass.
We pulled up to the restaurant and were seated in a private dining room that I had reserved. I wanted to spend some quality time with my wife. Eat her out. Um, eat out with her.
God, you are turning into Jasper more and more every day. What the hell, Cullen?
"Edward? You're spacing out," Bella said as she snapped her fingers in front of my eyes.
"Sorry, just imagining our night tonight. Giving you the rest of your pleasure," I smiled.
"You're insatiable," she laughed.
"For you," I said as I kissed her neck. "Love you, Mrs. Cullen."
"I love you, more, Mr. Cullen," she cooed. "I got the results from the foundation's fundraiser with those figure skaters."
"You did?" I asked. Bella had stepped up her role in the foundation once we got back from Italy. She had worked out some sort of deal with a number of figure skaters to perform for a portion of their costs for a fundraiser. The biggest draw was a new couple. An American female skater paired up with an English male skater. But he was an American citizen. Anyhow, I didn't care who was there as long as we got our money for the foundation. We needed to raise funds for our new location in downtown Naperville. We could purchase the building, but the renovations and staffing was the bigger issue. "What was the final tally?"
"With the overhead costs deducted, we made enough to start renovations and hire a skeleton crew staff," Bella said excitedly.
"That's great news, love," I said as I kissed her lips.
"Plus, the couple, the British guy and American girl, donated a huge amount to the foundation," Bella said. "We can hopefully have it open by the spring time. Won't that be exciting?"
"It is, baby," I said. "Thank you for putting that together."
"The foundation is a huge deal, Edward. It's your baby," she said as she kissed my nose.
"Our baby," I smirked. "Well, our philanthropic baby. Our real baby is at home getting spoiled by Nana Esme and Papa Marcus."
"Speaking of babies," Bella said. "My mother is already on me to get pregnant. Again."
"You say that like it's a bad thing," I pouted.
"Edward, you were with me when I spent the last month of my pregnancy with Kyra in the hospital. That sucked. Royally," she sighed. "We'll have more babies, Edward. Just not now. And definitely not at the whim of my mother, your mother, your sister and the neighbor's dog."
"I thought they neighbors had a ferret or some rat looking thing," I said, scrunching my nose.
"It's a Chihuahua," Bella said, arching a brow. "It looks sadly like a rat but it's a dog."
"And why would their rat dog have any say on whether or not we have another child," I snickered.
"Not the point, Edward Anthony," Bella said. "Were you dropped on your head as a child?"
"Nope. That was Emmett," I laughed.
"You are such a dork, Edward."
"Geek, baby," I said as I kissed her neck. We ordered our food. Bella told me about the plans that she had for the Naperville foundation location as we ate our meals. She had spoken with Tim about the design. They were working collaboratively to create a space that was welcoming, fun and happy for the kids. I had arranged with the restaurant to make Bella's favorite dessert for her birthday. The waiter came out with a huge slice of red velvet cake, placing it in front of her. I sang to my gorgeous wife and she blew out her candle. We split the piece of cake before I gave Bella her present. I placed the ring box on the table.
"Edward, you didn't need to get me anything," she protested. "The hotel, having dinner with you, the orgasms were presents enough."
"Shush and enjoy it," I said as I pushed the ring box closer to her with my pointer finger. She shot me a look and opened the ring box, gasping quietly.
"Edward," she breathed. "It's beautiful."
"It's an eternity band with rubies. You will have Kyra in your heart for all of eternity," I smiled as I placed it on her left hand, above her wedding band.
"Thank you, Edward," she said quietly, admiring her new ring. "I love it. I love you."
"Not as much as I love you," I said as I leaned forward, kissing her perfect lips. As if beckoned, the waiter came with the check. I paid the bill and we headed back to the hotel. Bella and I made love all night. And I reached my goal of giving her twenty-seven orgasms for her twenty-seventh birthday.
Plus one to grow on.
A/N: Yay, Bella's birthday. Fun sexy times for the Cullens. I want my own SGD to give me orgasms on MY birthday. Oh well…a girl can dream. Anyhow, up next will be a confrontation with Lauren and the wedding of Alex and Demetri. Check out my blog for pics of Bella's presents and outfits. Leave me some!