The wind whipped past our speeding car, I was hot despite the fact that Edward had turned on the car's AC. I rolled down my window to take in the fresh, mountain air.

It was Friday night, mine and Edward's usual date night. I couldn't remember a single Friday in years past, that I hadn't spent with Edward. A tradition.

"Edward, once the baby is born we're still going to have our date nights...right?"

"Of course, I wouldn't have it any other way." Our hands were already wound together, so he easily brought my hand up to kiss it.

"Tell me something Bella." He glanced from the road to me. "Why did you ask me that?"

With me being pregnant, and Edward not letting me so much as lift a finger, I was left with a lot of free time, and I used that free time to think. I wasn't ashamed of how I felt anymore, in fact, I was beginning to like the idea of Edward knowing what was going on in my head.

"Honestly?"

"Honestly."

"I'm not ready to share you just yet." Edward opened his mouth to protest, but not before I could finish. "I know that the way you love me is different from the way you love our child but I'm a selfish person, Edward. I want you all to myself. I don't want to share you with anyone." I admitted.

He was silent for a couple of minutes as he parked the car and turned the engine off. As he pocketed the car keys, he finally spoke. "I feel the same way."

"You do?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, on one hand, I'm so excited at our addition to our family, I could quite literally burst from the seems but on the other hand," He sighed. "I'm a bit jealous."

"Jealous?"

"Yeah, all this time it's been you and me and that equation has worked out just fine." He flashed a brilliant smile. "Better than fine. Perfect. But now it's like,"

"Like we're being thrown off balance?" I finished his sentence for him.

"Exactly." He answered. "But it's really nothing to worry about." His voice turned chipper as he undid his seat-belt.

"What do you mean?"

"My mother had the same issue before Alice was born."

"Esme?" I asked. Sweet, caring, kind Esme?

"Yeah, it wasn't that she didn't love Alice, just that," He paused searching for the right words I presume. "She just didn't know what to expect."

I nodded my head in full understanding. I didn't know what to expect.

"But the moment she layed her eyes on Alice, all doubt washed away. And love replaced fear."

"Well, I already love her to no end." I rubbed my overgrown belly.

"As do I." He vowed. "Come on Bella." He opened his car door. "Let's eat." And with that, I got out of the car and headed into the restaurant.

20 minutes later...

"How's your mushroom ravioli?"

"It's pretty good. Not nearly as appetizing as the kind you make for me." I smiled at my husband.

His returning smile was breathtaking. "You know, you really shouldn't do that to me...especially not in public."

"Do what?" I asked, making my voice all innocent.

"Dazzle me." He told me as he was suddenly interested in his steak dinner.

"I dazzle you?"

"Among other things." He whispered.

Just as we were getting full into our flirt mode, my bladder reminded me just how full it was. I let out a large amount of air and placed my fork on it's napkin.

"You're not full yet are you?" Edward asked. "We still have desert. Want to share a tiramisu?" Damn Italians are their tiramisu! And damn Edward for knowing it was my favorite!

"When I get back," I stood from the table, "The baby and I will have a tiramisu, you can have whatever you like." I grinned, like I was really going to share! Ha!

Edward caught on by then, "Want me to escort you to the restroom?"

I rolled my eyes. "I think I've got in under control." I heard him chuckle as I left the table.

2 and a half minutes later...

As predicted, my bathroom visit was a success. After 23 years, I had the routine down packed. I waddled, yes waddled, a very sexy waddle I might add, over to the sink to wash my hands. My stomach was rumbling and I hoped full-hearty that my ravioli was still warm. I felt like I could eat a cow!

In a hurry to get back to my dinner, I turned the water on and quickly placed my hands under the streaming water and then...

"Aw!" Shoot! Damn, that hot!

"That sink only runs hot water." A voice said from behind me. "They should really put a sign up or something."

I wheeled around on the heels on my feet and when my eyes landed on the woman that was talking to me, my mouth hit the floor.

"Tanya?" I questioned.

"Hey Bella. How are you? Well, I guess you're doing pretty damn good seeing as you're what...4,5 months along?" Her smile was light, but not in the bitchy way I remembered from high school.

"5, 5 months." I coughed to clear my throat. "I'll make 5 months next week."

"Congratulations!" She clapped her hands then gave me a big hug. "I'm so happy for you!"

Now, that was unexpected. Why was she hugging me? Didn't she hate my guts since the moment I set foot in Forks, oh so many years ago? Before I could register what was going on, and before I realized that this could be some sort of a trick, Tanya started to cry. I pulled away form her to look into her face. She was crying...really crying...crocodile tears.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I handed her a tissue to wipe her fallen tear.

"Oh, it's nothing." She protested. "I'm such an emotional wreck these days, I cry on the spot." She wiped her tears then threw her tissue in the trash. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. Tanya, are you here alone?" Why did I pity her? Wasn't she the one that had her eyes glued to Edward some time ago?

"I got stood up." She admitted. Now, I believe in karma, but no one, not even Tanya, should have to be stood up. It was just wrong on so many different levels. I mean, if you didn't really want a date with someone, just say no when they ask you out.

"Why don't you join me for dinner?"

"You don't have to do that."

"No, I want to." I put my arm around her shoulders and lead her out of the bathroom. "Besides, I'm sure Edward will get a kick out of seeing you again.." I laughed.

"Edward? Edward Cullen? From high school?" She asked.

"My husband." I wiggled my ring finger in proud display of my wedding ring. "2 years now." I said proudly.

"Wow, you know, I always knew the two of you would end up together."

Just a minute later, I had the glory of watching Edward's eyes pop when he saw Tanya, red-faced from crying, with my arm around her.

This was going to be a interesting evening.

FIRST AND FOREMOST...I did not intend on having Tanya in this story at all but...I've read quite few stories where Tanya is the bad guy. THIS DOES NOT MAKE ANY SENSE! If you guys really had read The Twilight Saga, you'd know that Tanya is a great person. (Well, vampire.) And she never tried to get her hands on Edward! She only wanted him, but when Edward declined, Tanya remained ladylike. (And just how many of you out their wouldn't at least try to have Edward? I know I wouldn't pass him up!) And when Edward found Bella, Tanya never interfered. And in Breaking Dawn, she guarded Renesmee with her life. (Well, existence.) Stop making Tanya out to be the bad guy.

The real bad guys in The Twilight Saga are Victoria, Lauren, (yes, Lauren) and Jane.

Ok, I'm calm down now. I just had to get that off my chest. Next chapter is the dinner scene with Edward, Bella and Tanya. I wrote it from Bella's point of view, but I'm thinking about rewriting it from Tanya's point of view. Why do you guys think of that?

I've also thought of a flashback chapter from Edward and Bella's high school days, when their relationship was just starting. Let me know if that's something you guys would be intrested in reading.

P.S. Did you guys ever notice that when people talk about Harry Potter it's 'The Harry Potter Series' but when people talk about Twilight it's 'The Twilight Saga'. LOL, Yes Twilight kicks butt!