A/N: Let's see what brought Bella to Edward's house! ENJOY!

BPOV

It had been over three weeks since I last spoke to Jake. His words bounced in my head, colliding with the confusion I already felt. I had stayed away from the group, unwilling to run into Edward, just yet. There had been numerous times I reached for my phone to text him something that reminded me of him. But I always paused over the send button before I would delete the message. He was clear, I needed to figure out my shit.

Problem was, I was so fucking afraid. Jake was right, Seth and I just fell into a relationship. That summer we hung out all the time, went to movies and dinner. I was mistaken in what I told Irina. Our first kiss was at his parents' Fourth of July party. It wasn't earth shattering; the only fireworks were the ones going off overhead. Our friends saw, oohed and awed saying it was about time. It was just assumed we were a couple, so we became one. He was safe. It was what I needed. Life with Seth was easy and uncomplicated.

But one kiss … one soft kiss on the forehead from Edward made my world tilt. Kisses from Seth never felt that way and it felt like such a betrayal, I just couldn't get past it. But Jake, the list from Irina, even my own list refused to allow me to ignore the truth. I was immensely attracted to Edward, even more than I had ever been to Seth and it was a complete mindfuck. Add in the baby and I felt like I needed to be on Maury Povich.

Feeling like I was cooped up, I went for a drive trying to sort out my feelings; but all I could think about was Edward and getting a kiss in other places other than my forehead. Even my dreams were filled with him and what I'd love to have him do to me. I tried, desperately, to focus on the scenery, the way the sun warmed me, but it was no use. Seeing a park, I pulled in, hoping a walk in the fresh air would do me good.

I wandered, all over the place. Edward and Seth were on a constant replay in my head. They were so different, yet that wasn't a bad thing. Edward was unlike any guy I had ever met. He was intense and smart and so damn sexy, I felt breathless around him. I sat on a bench that overlooked the play area, the sight of all the kids and parents made me smile and I rubbed my belly in anticipation of being just like them soon.

I had to be honest with myself, I wanted to be with Edward. It was my situation that was stopping me- I was pregnant with my dead husband's child. I didn't want Edward to be a father to my child, but I did want him. Was it too much to ask of him? I wasn't sure. Watching the kids play, I ached with sadness that Seth would never get the chance. But when I closed my eyes, to imagine how it would look when I brought my child here, I was shocked to see I pictured Edward. I smiled, the picture of it was so perfect. Could it really be that easy?

In that moment, I needed to see Edward. The pull I had was too strong to ignore anymore, so I didn't. I started walking, noticing that the park was close to Edward's house. I laughed, thinking sub-consciously I was driving myself closer to him. I had no idea what I would say, all I knew was that I needed to take a chance. I was tired of being fearful, I was tired of being safe. I prayed for Seth's forgiveness as I walked. But with each step I took, there was a sense of sureness that grew inside me.

Six blocks from his house, the sun gave way to clouds and then rain. I was soaked as I pounded on his door, but I didn't care.

"Bella?'

"Edward," I breathed.

He reached for my hand and pulled me in. My eyes zeroed in to where his warm hands engulfed my cold ones. My heart raced, further proof that I was right where I needed to be.

"I'm sorry for barging in. I was just walking and …"

"You walked over here from your house? That's over five miles!" My teeth chattered and he pulled his hands out of mine. "You're freezing!" Running into the living room he plucked a flannel blanket off the back of his couch and flung it around my shoulders. "Let's get you warm." He threaded our hands together and led me up the stairs and to his room.

Edward was a whirlwind, pulling out sweats and a pullover sweatshirt and throwing them on his bed. "Change into these, you need to get warm and fast. We can throw your clothes in the dryer." His eyes darted all over the room as if he was looking for something then he darted into his bathroom coming out seconds later with a pile of towels. "Here, to dry off with these." He thrust them at me. Wordlessly I took them and his smile was blinding. "I'll be downstairs." He squeezed my arm while giving me an undecipherable look.

Faster than I ever thought was possible with my enormous belly, I struggled out of my wet clothes, toweled down and slipped on the clothes Edward left for me. I inhaled as I pulled the sweatshirt over my head, smiling as Edward's unique scent of enveloped me. As I made my way down the stairs, I waited for the panic to take over, the fear that everything hinged on the conversation I was heading toward. Yet, with each step, I only felt nervous anticipation, a riot of butterflies and a giddiness that plastered a wide smile on my face.

I found Edward in the living room, two steaming mugs of tea and a plateful of cookies. My heart skipped a beat. Did his thoughtfulness know no bounds?

"Thank you, Edward, for everything." I tried to gracefully sit down but my stomach made it difficult. If Edward noticed, he never let it on and handed me one of the mugs.

"Anytime. Not that I'm not happy to see you, but what were you doing walking in the rain?" He sipped his tea and watched me thoughtfully over the rim of his cup. I held his gaze, trying to organize my thoughts.

"I didn't mean to walk in the rain, I was sorta lost in my own thoughts." Taking a deep breath, I said the one thing that I absolutely had to say before anything else was said. "I'm sorry, Edward." I grasped his free hand. "I didn't mean those words. I know you're not trying to replace Alice with me. It was a cruel thing to say. I can only say I was scared. Scared of how I felt about you and what that all meant."

Edward smiled and squeezed my hand. "Can I ask how you feel about me?"

"Exhilaration, excitement, fear and most of all, the fact that I don't know what will happen, but I want to find out." Setting my cup down, I scooted closer to Edward, taking his cup as well. "Part of me is tired of fighting how I feel, Edward. You make me feel alive and like a woman. There's also a part of me that is nervous. I feel more for you than I ever felt for Seth and I need to work through that. But if you're willing to be patient with me, I'm all in."

As I spoke, his smile grew, his eyes sparkled and the electricity between us crackled. His eyes searched mine, peering deep into my soul and unwavering I held his gaze. Instead of speaking, he leaned closer, still watching me, making sure I was okay with his intentions. I was more than fine and nodded my head ever so slightly.

When his lips touched mine, I gasped. I felt it zing through every nerve ending. My heart sped and without thinking I pulled him closer, prolonging the kiss. We were tentative, soft pecks, and timid nibbles. Needing to breathe, I parted my lips and his tongue slipped in and I was a goner. My hands fisted in his hair, as I deepened the kiss. The hairs on my arms were raised, and I was trembling so much I felt my heart would explode.

When we finally pulled away, we were both panting hard and wore matching idiotic smiles. "Wow," he exclaimed. "That was amazing."

"It was," I whispered. I caressed his face, my nails finally able to scratch the slight stubble on his cheek. It was even more amazing than I had thought.

"I'll be patient, Bella. This is scary for me too. I keep worrying if it's too soon, for either of us. But like you, I can't fight how I feel. I need to see where this will go."

I kissed his cheeks and then his nose before placing a featherweight kiss on his lips. "We'll figure this out together then?"

"Yeah, together." He pulled me into his arms and I relaxed, letting the comforting feeling of his arms ground me to the here and now.

We sat there, cuddled close and the silence didn't bother me. I luxuriated in feeling close to someone. I wanted to stay there forever, but the kiddo was kicking up a storm and it made me have to pee. "Can I use your bathroom, Edward?" He nodded, kissing my forehead before releasing me. As I stood up, my stomach tightened painfully and I gripped my belly. Seconds after it eased, I felt a rush of liquid.

"Shit, Edward, I think my water broke!"

A/N: *giggles* I love me a cliffie! One more regular chapter and then 2 epis! Thoughts? Love you all!