Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight, I've finally got a potty trained little boy!.

Thanks to MeteorOnAMoonlessNight for being my beta, and giving me her opinion when I need it!

A/N: This is in EPOV. While I was trying to write it, Bella just refused to talk to me. I kind of loved being inside his head. ;)

EPOV

My body naturally woke me up at five every morning no matter what I did, or how little sleep I had gotten the night before. I guess having to be at work by seven thirty everyday would do that to you.

I looked over to where Bella was still sleeping soundly. I knew she hadn't slept in a bed for months now, since she shared her room with Riley and there was only a twin bed in there. The recliner in her room was nice and all, but it wasn't made to be slept in every night.

I wanted to solve that problem for her, I wanted to share my bed with her every night and to turn the spare room into Riley's bedroom. My mind kept drifting back to last night when we spoke. I told her I wanted more time with her. I tried to make it sound as casual as possible, I didn't want to freak her out, but I never wanted them to have to leave.

I felt crazy some days. I knew we were moving fast, but I couldn't help that I had fallen for her when she literally fell on top of me at her interview. I couldn't help but chuckle when I thought about the way she had blurted out, "You're fine!" It was like we were soulmates, since I was constantly tripping over my own words as well. I had just wanted to know her more after all of that, and the fact that she was gorgeous helped, too.

For the two weeks before she started, I had struggled with my feelings almost daily. It had been awhile since I'd had strong feelings for a woman, so it figured it had to be my new assistant.

I had been almost positive that there were no rules saying that we couldn't be in a relationship, as long as it was consensual and not one that I was obtaining by abusing my authority. I went through every document and handbook that I could find over those two weeks, not wanting to involve human resources just yet. Thankfully I found nothing that directly prohibited a relationship between myself and Isabella Hunter. I knew I had been getting way ahead of myself, though. I hadn't even known if she would want to go on a date with me, nevermind have a relationship with me. I had figured though, that if she did, I wanted to be sure it wouldn't cost her anything. In the end, I was glad for my research.

-SMT-

I was still lying in bed when I heard Riley calling, "Mama! Mama!" I looked over at Bella, who was still sound asleep, apparently not hearing him. I didn't want her to have to get up just yet, I wanted to do something for her, something that I was sure never happened. My feet hit the floor and I headed down the small hallway. I peeked into Riley's room, seeing him sitting up in bed, tears running down his face.

"Hey, bud, it's okay! Mama is still sleeping, she's here, though," I told him, hopefully consoling him.

"N-need Mama!" he hiccupped. I knew I could handle this, I just had to think for a moment.

"How about first we go and peek in on Mama, and then I make you some eggs? But we can't wake her up."

Riley looked up at me. "See Mama? I eat eggs?"

I nodded. "Yup, come on, I'll show you Mama, and then we'll go eat some eggs."

He jumped out of the bed and started quickly down the hall. I almost had to run to catch up with him; I forgot how fast little kids can be sometimes! Thankfully I reached him before he could burst in and wake Bella up. I took his hand, cracked the door open, and showed him Bella asleep in bed. "See? There's Mama. She'll be up soon. Lets go and I'll make you some eggs," I said, directing him toward the kitchen.

I sat him down at the table and headed over to start on breakfast. I was by no means a great cook, but I had scrambled eggs down pretty well.

I placed a plate of eggs down in front of Riley, handing him a fork as I sat down to eat my own eggs. I looked over at him and noticed he was trying, but he just couldn't figure out how hard to push down to spear his food and his grip wasn't exactly how it needed to be.

"Riley, do you need help?" I asked him.

"Yes. Help, please," he told me.

I came around the side of him and helped him adjust the fork in his hand so that he had a better grip on it, and then placed my hand lightly on top of his as a guide. I let him do most of the work, but when it came to the amount of pressure that he needed, I added a little more weight with my hand, hopefully helping him feel how to push down. We did this a few times before I took my hand away and told him, "Okay, now you try."

I watched as he held the fork in his hand, moving it towards the food where he put only just enough pressure down, but was somewhat successful at picking up a piece of egg. It was just barely hanging on, but it was something. Like everything else, it was small steps, small victories, and this I counted as victory. I watched him as he hurried to get the food to his mouth.

"Yes! Nice job, Riley!" I praised him. The proud smile that he gave me in return was one of the most amazing things I had ever witnessed.

"Good job, Riley! Look at you!" I heard her, and wondered just how long she had been standing there.

I could see the tears in her eyes just wanting to spill over. She had so many emotions inside of her. She had kept herself locked up for too long. I could tell by the way she tried to always hold back on her tears, or she would try to deflect to something else. I still didn't know everything she had gone through, and I was hoping that she would open up to me one day, that she would let me in further.

At least I knew a few things. I knew her husband left shortly after Riley was diagnosed with autism, and I knew that Bella was there when her mom died, and that she never really spoke to anyone about it, aside from a little bit with her sister and her dad. I knew that she had gone through so many difficult and traumatic changes in such a short period of years. Still, she pushed everyday, and chose to move her entire life, again, to provide better for her son. Sometimes her strength and courage nearly knocked me over.

She walked over to where we sat, first stopping to kiss Riley on the head and hug him to her, and then to me. She leaned down and kissed me, murmuring a, "Thank you," against my lips.

"Riley! Did you tell Edward thank you for breakfast?" she questioned.

He looked up at me for a moment, giving me a quick, "Thank you!"

I pulled him close to me and kissed the top of his head. "Anytime, bud. I'm glad you liked your eggs."

"Riley, go and find your shoes, please. We have to go soon." Bella spoke after a few minutes, and being the great kid he was, he was up and out of the room, doing what he was asked.

"Edward, we've been working on that for such a long time. Since before he was in preschool! How did you do it?"

I shook my head at her. "I didn't do anything you haven't done, baby. I'm assuming he was just ready, it all came together finally. His hand and brain just had to make the connection."

"It was so nice just watching the two of you. It's been so long since he's had a male role model. I mean, I know that he has Emmett and on occasion, my dad, but he doesn't have anyone to be a dad for him." Her eyes widened as soon as it was out of her mouth, and I couldn't help but chuckle a little.

"Oh God, I'm not asking you to be his dad Edward, please don't think—" I cut her off by pressing my lips against hers.

"I know that's not what you're saying, sweet girl. But let me tell you right now. You want a male role model for him? Someone to play the role of 'dad'? You tell me. Whenever you decide what role you want me to play in his life, you tell me, and I'll be there." She just nodded at me, and I had to hope that I wasn't coming on too strong, but I meant every word I said. All she had to do was say the word.

-SMT-

The rest of the week passed quickly, and by the time Saturday rolled around, I was beyond done with Alice. She had literally bugged me everyday, trying to find out what our costumes were. I refused to tell her, because I knew her. She'd pout that they were "not creative enough" I loved my sister, and she had an amazing heart, but sometimes she didn't get the whole picture. We decided on these costumes because it was something we both really enjoyed, it was something we could share as our own inside joke, and if no one else got it, I couldn't care less.

I sighed as I looked down and saw Alice's name flashing across the screen on my phone. "What is it, Alice?" I huffed out.

"Is that any way to speak to your sister, big brother?" she said way too cheerily.

"After you've called me multiple times, every single day for the last week? Yes. It's exactly how I speak to my sister," I grumbled.

"Oh, Edward, I figured you'd be more relaxed now that you have Bella." I could hear the grin in her voice.

"What did you need, Alice?" I barked at her.

"I was just wanting to know when you thought you'd be here! I'm dying to meet Bella, and I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!" she whined.

I guess it really did feel like it'd been a long time. Even though she lived only an hour away, between work, Bella, and just life in general, we really didn't get to see each other very often.

"Once Bella drops Riley off at her dad's house, she's going to head over here and we'll leave. Please behave tonight, Alice? I don't need you coming on so strong and scaring the crap out of her, okay?"

"Edward! Bella and I are going to be great friends!" With that, she hung up on me.

-SMT-

It was a little after four when I heard a knock at the door, and I couldn't help how excited I felt. I saw her every day at work, we had dinner together often, but I still couldn't get enough of this woman.

"Hey, sweet girl," I said as I opened the door, and I was greeted by a bright smile.

I had to admit, I wasn't sure what to expect. I knew that she was leaving Riley with her dad overnight for the first time, and I didn't know how she would be handling it. Honestly, I had kind of been expecting some tears. I'd take Bella's smile over her tears any day, though.

"Hey!" She replied, and stretched up on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on my lips.

"Okay, I have to ask," I mumbled against her lips, pulling back slightly. "Don't take this the wrong way, but you seem really happy for having just dropped Riley off for the first time alone at your dad's."

She shook her head and laughed. "No, you're right. I felt really nervous when I was dropping him off, but my dad seemed so excited to have him. He even went to the store last night and picked up all of Riley's favorite snacks and he rented a few DVDs that he thought he might like. It was just all really sweet, and it helped that Riley was actually thrilled to be staying with him."

I grabbed her hand, pulling her through the doorway. "That makes me feel better, too. I hated to think he would be upset and then you'd be upset, and all for a party." I hugged her tightly to me. "Let's go put your bag in my room, and then we can get dressed and head out, is that okay?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. I am a little nervous about meeting Alice, though," she said, following me into the bedroom.

"Don't worry about Alice, she's basically harmless."

"Basically harmless? What does that even mean, Edward?"

"It means that she can be a bit overbearing and kind of annoying, but she's got a really good heart, and doesn't mean to overstep, but still does." I couldn't think of a better way to describe Alice. She had so many good qualities, but she tended to forget herself.

She nodded. "Basically harmless. Got it."

Bella unzipped her bag and started to pull out pieces of her costume, laying them out on the bed. One of the first things I noticed were a pair of black patent leather heels with red bottoms. I can't help but internally groan. I always tried to be a gentleman. I always tried to be kind and sweet with Bella, but there was just something about her in heels. Something that made me want to lay her down on the bed, wrap her legs around my waist, and bury myself deep inside her, all with her wearing nothing but those shoes.

I was thrown from my fantasy when I heard her giggle, and noticed that I was running my fingers up and down the underside of her shoe.

"Mr. Cullen, is there something I should know, sir?" She smirked at me. I had never in my life been affected by the word 'sir'. I had never had any desire to be called sir during sex, or any form of BDSM fantasy, aside from the relatively tame things, like handcuffs or blindfolds. However, when Bella said it, I had the need to be balls deep inside her. It's like it called all of my base instincts directly to the top.

"Only that I plan to have you in nothing but those shoes one day soon, Ms. Hunter," I growled softly in her ear, pulling her against me and kissing her deeply. I slipped my tongue against hers when she opened her mouth to me, letting out a soft moan. I couldn't get enough of her; her taste, her scent, her little noises, everything about her drew me in.

She placed her hands on my chest, pushing against me. "If we keep this up, we'll never get to your sister's party, Edward."

"Fuck my sister's party." I moved back in to kiss her again, when she pushed back again.

"I did not just drop my son off so that I could have a night out at a party, to not go to the party."

I sighed. "You're right, and Alice would never let me live it down. But later, Bella? You're mine." I couldn't help but notice the deep breath she took after my statement.

-SMT-

It only took Bella about a half hour until she was ready to go, and I loved that about her. So many other women that I'd dated would take forever in the bathroom, having to be just perfect. Those relationships never lasted long. I wanted someone who wasn't worried about every little hair, or that their makeup wasn't just right. I was so glad that I had found Bella.

She definitely made a black cat look way sexier than Pam on The Office did. Her skirt reached mid-thigh, and all I could imagine was running my fingers under it's hem. Paired with her black heels, it made her legs look like they went on forever. Add it all up with the black v-neck sweater she had on that clung to her perfectly, showing off just enough cleavage to keep me wanting more, and those cute little black cat ears in her hair; to me, she looked like the definition of sin. I knew she wanted to go to this party, I knew we should go to this party, but goddamnit was I horny.

"You look really, really sexy, Bella." I leaned in and kissed just behind her ear, causing her to shiver. I couldn't help the smirk on my face. I loved knowing that I could affect her like she affected me.

"Let's go before I actually do change my mind," she said, grabbing her purse and heading out of the room.

All I could think was that this was going to be a long night.