Summary: After hearing her son's birthday wish, Bella decides to contact her ex-boss whom she had a short affair with before quitting, to let him know that he has a son. Edward loved Bella since the first moment he saw her, despite her young age and position he sought her out on many occasions, to merely be rejected in turn. Now that she has returned he hopes they can make things work and finally be together. Rated M!

Disclaimer: All character's belong to Stephenie Meyer, so no copy right is intended. I was just having a bit of fun .

BPOV:

"Mommy toy section," Anthony askes, his mood chipper after the realization that he was coming to Target with me.

I needed to get food for tonight. I wanted to impress Edward with a nice Italian home cooked meal. The pasta dish is an old recipe passed down from my grandmother, but I truly chose it because it seemed like the fanciest thing I was capable of making. It would definitely be a step up from the macaroni and cheese I frequently made Anthony. But Lord knows I never go to Target and come out with only what I planned on purchasing. Every time I go I always come out at least one hundred dollars over my original budget. But what can I say; it's the only place I really shop for clothes. Hence why Alice is so adamant about dragging me to the mall, but after countless trips to Target she is beginning to see the light.

"We can go to the toy section first baby," I assured him.

Anthony's face lit up at the prospect of getting a new toy for his collection. It has become a ritual that I buy Anthony something every time we come here. I'm not sure if that is a wise choice on my part, but I have a hard time denying my boy anything. He is such a well behaved toddler, so he does deserve to be rewarded now and then.

As soon as I parked in my usual spot outside of Super Target, Anthony was bouncing his seat, trying to see out his window as if he could see the toy section from here. I chuckle and quickly unfasten my seat belt to grab Anthony before he starts complaining.

"Mommy, we here," he announces as he wildly points at the building.

"Yep baby," I giggle, "are you excited?"

"Me cite! Me get new toy!"

I laugh and carry him into the store. He tries to evade my grasp as soon as we enter the automatic doors, but I quickly prevent him from escaping by lowering him into the cart.

"Mommy me walk," he complains, pouting at me.

"Baby you can't run around the store. Mommy will push you," I reason with him as I pull out my grocery list from my purse.

"Mom," he groans with a pout, crossing his arms around his chest.

"Don't mom me mister," I tease, "You're only getting a toy if you promise to be a good boy. Right now you are not being very good."

Anthony's eyes widen and he immediately loses his pout, "Me be good!"

"Okay," I chuckle at his puppy dog eyes, "but I'll be watching to make sure."

"Me good mom. Me good!"

As soon as I took off down the aisle, Anthony was once again restless, making it known that I was not moving fast enough for his liking.

"Anthony do you want me to run someone over with my cart," I tease, tickling his chubby little tummy.

"Faster," he squealed, pointing toward the Star Wars section.

I laugh and speed the cart up ever so slightly. As soon as we entered the section decked out in every Star Wars toy known to man, Anthony squealed and bounced up and down in his seat. Clapping his hands, he "oohhed," and "ahhhed" at every toy, pointing toward the ones he wished to see.

I had to laugh at the concentration he had as he examined and evaluated each toy. His little lips were puckered and a "v" was forming between his brows as he stared at different action figures. I've never seen him concentrate so hard in my life, it was quite adorable.

"Toy daddy like," Anthony asked, holding up two options.

"I think daddy will like whatever toy you like the best," I assured him as I watched him look at two different options.

He looked at a generic Strom Trooper action figure and a Darth Vader action figure. I was surprised by his choices. Anthony had always been a bit scared of Darth Vader with his menacing voice and all black attire.

"Darth Vader," I commented, "isn't he scary Anthony?"

Anthony looked up at me and giggled, "He Luke Daddy!"

Realization came over me as I finally understood his fascination with the villain.

"I play wif Luke, daddy play wif Vader," Anthony stuttered as he handed me the Darth Vader toy.

"That's an awesome idea Anthony," I assured him with a smile, placing the toy in the cart.

As we passed a row of board games I stopped and looked at the options, remembering how fond I was of them when I was a kid. Rene was never a fan of board games, always finding them boring, but Charlie would always be patient enough to play with me.

"Do you want to pick out a game to play with Daddy," I suggested, pointing to various Fisher Price games that were appropriate for his age range.

Anthony scanned the selections before his eyes widened as he saw a Dinosaur matching game. He had been obsessed with dinosaurs ever since I let him watch The Land before Time.

"Mommy, dinos," Anthony screamed, pointing toward the game.

I laughed at his enthusiasm and placed the dinosaur matching game in the cart. "Daddy and I can play that with you later."

"Yay," he exclaims, fist pumping the air.

I handed Anthony the game so he could look at it while I shop for groceries. I learned rather quickly how important it was to keep a child distracted as you go down aisles of food. If Anthony did not have something to look at he would ask me about everything we past. It was rather cute at times, but it would cause us to be at Target for hours.

As we make our way through the first aisle my phone rings and Anthony's face immediately lights up. Chuckling at his enthusiasm, I reach into my purse to grab my phone. I can't help but smile too when I see Edward's name on the caller idea.

"Daddy," Anthony asks, trying to grab the phone from my hand.

Smiling at Anthony, I quickly answer it. "Hey, what's up?"

"Hey I was just wondering if it was okay for me to bring some desert. I wanted to contribute in some way since you volunteered to cook dinner."

I hear the smile in his voice and blush. God I love this man. "That sounds great Edward. I just picked out a game I thought we could all play after dinner."

"I talk daddy," Anthony asks, pulling on the sleeve of my light jacket.

"That sounds wonderful Bella. I'm very excited to come over tonight. You both have been on my mind all day."

"Mommy," Anthony says, sounding miffed.

"Hey Edward, I have a very excited little boy who wants to talk to you."

I hear Edward chuckle into the phone, "I would love to talk to Anthony."

I smile at my restless son saying, "Okay here he is!" Handing the phone to a jittery Anthony I say, "be careful with Mommy's phone baby."

I listen to their conversation as I continue down the aisles, grabbing the rest of the items on my list. Anthony is quite loquacious when he speaks to his father, but I can't help but wonder how much of it Edward could really understand. I've gotten quite used to his cute garbled little speech, but Edward hasn't. I find it quite cute how Edward humors his son. I can only imagine what it would be like to drop by Edward's work. I would love to see Anthony ramble on to the CEO of a company about his favorite crayon colors.

"Kay baby, wrap it up," I say as I finally reach the check-out line.

"Gotta go daddy," Anthony exclaims, "bye bye!"

Anthony hands over the phone to me, completely satisfied with his long conversation.

"Sorry he was really excited about talking to you," I giggle into the receiver.

"No, it's okay I love talking to him. That was by far the most interesting conversation I have had all day," Edward laughs.

"Well you will get a lot more where that came from tonight," I tease, "how is work?"

"Dull," he groans, "I've been behind a mountain of paper work all day."

I smile as an idea pops into my head. Perhaps Anthony and I could surprise him at work? I could bring him coffee or something, there is a Starbucks in this Super Target.

"I'm sorry to hear that," I try to keep the smile out of my voice, "I got to hang up now, I'm checking out. But we will see you tonight!"

"I'm looking forward to it Bella."

Leaving Target with a cart full of groceries, a satisfied little boy, and a venti black coffee from Starbucks in my hand, I head to the car with a smile on my face. It's just past two o'clock and I'm sure our surprise will be quite a welcomed one. Also it would be quite nice to see Jane's smug face again, perhaps this time my face can be just as smug.

"Hey baby, do you want to go see Daddy at work," I ask as I strap Anthony into his car seat.

"Yay mommy," he exclaims fist pumping the air in the cutest way.

"Okay baby, but we have to be quiet so we can surprise him!"

Anthony giggles and places his finger in front of his lips in a "shushing" motion to let me know he understands.

"Okay baby, Edward is going to be really happy to see you!"

The drive into the city is short due to the small amount of traffic piled up this time of day. I park in the parking garage by the elevator and grab my venti black coffee and my son before strutting into the elevator with confidence. It feels nice to have someone to do something nice for.

Anthony is being quiet by placing his little palm over his mouth to avoid giggling. I smile at how cute my son is. I am so lucky to have this little boy in my life. I see Jane behind the reception desk as soon as I make it to Edward's floor. She looks just as unpleasant as she did the last time I saw her.

Marching up to her desk I smile mirthlessly as say, "I'm here to see Edward Cullen."

Without looking up from her computer screen she replies, "I'm sorry Mr. Cullen is busy right now. Did you have an appointment?"

"That's alright, there is no need for that. I'll just go ahead in," I smile, dismissing her.

Finally Jane looks up at me and her eyes fill with recognition. Before she can do anything I head back to Edward's office, ignoring her like she loved to ignore me. Edward is behind his desk with a pen in hand and a mountain of paperwork in front of him. He looks frustrated and is quickly making marks on the sheets in front of him with his pen. God is he handsome like this.

Before I can make our presence known, Anthony shouts, "Daddy," while wildly waving his hands at Edward.

Edward's head snaps up from his paper work and a huge grin lights up his face, "Anthony, Bella, what are you two doing here?"

I place Anthony on the ground and let him run to his father, his little legs not taking him fast enough for his liking. Edward immediately rises from his desk to meet our son halfway, getting on his knees to pull Anthony in for a hug.

"Mommy's idea," Anthony explains before kissing his father on the cheek.

"I brought you coffee," I say shyly, making my way toward my two favorite men.

"Thanks Bella," he says, standing back up and pulling me into a tight hug.

I'm surprised by the gesture and quickly melt in his strong embrace. He smell's amazing, like vanilla and cedar wood. I inhale his scent and smile, running my free arm along his back.

"It's a black coffee, I hope that's alright," I blush, handing him his Starbucks.

"That's wonderful Bella thank you," Edward smiles, "I can't believe you two are here! This is the best surprise I have ever gotten!"

"You work here," Anthony asks, his little legs carrying him around the office.

"Yep, this is where daddy works," Edward says proudly, taking Anthony into his arms to show him around.

Anthony is fascinated by the office and asks many questions about each and every thing. I look around as well, curious about what Edward sees every day. His desk is covered in piles of paperwork and pens. I see rings of coffee stains on the wood by his computer, the only spot that isn't covered with some sort of document. His computer has a generic background and nothing about his desk is really personal. That is, until I see the framed photo that is placed by the computer.

In a small bronze frame there is a picture of our son. It is the photo I have given of Anthony in his dinosaur shirt with a big toothy grin. My eyes prick with tears and my heart swells with love. He has the picture of our son on his desk. He must look at it all the time. Is it possible to love this man any more than I do now?

A/N: Awweeee…so sweet! Next chapter will be in Edward's POV. I had to have Bella love Super Target because I am completely obsessed with it! I seriously spend so much money there and honestly get most of my clothes there haha. Of course being my age Target is all I can really afford as far as clothes go haha. Is anyone reading from a place that doesn't have Target? Anyway, thanks for reading and please review!