Howdy readers, miss me? Of course you did, lol. I am extremely grateful that none of you flamed me over the cancer issue, though not many of you gave me your views either… reviews were a dwindled number for the last chapter. Tut tut. My first official lemon ever is in here somewhere. If you have any advice as to how I can improve then please review… I am a little nervous writing it, but I promised at least one in my summary.

Here is the next part of my beloved story, keep an open mind.

Chapter 21

Details are so irritating.

BPOV

I arrived home from the hospital in the mid-afternoon and was welcomed by an indignant Alice.

"When the hell did you plan on telling me you have cancer?!" She shouted, but I could hear the concern in her voice. Whether it was because she was worried I would kick the bucket before her wedding or whether she simply feared for my life because it was so precious to her, I am unsure, but she hugged me regardless.

"Alice, honey, I only just got back from the oncologists and they took a sample of the tumour and are going to run tests to see whether it is malignant or benign. They are also very optimistic that it is located solely in my unfortunate left fallopian tube and therefore I could lose just the one ovary and all will be well again." I watched her sigh from relief and embrace me again, saying, "Good, because I need my maid of honour alive and breathing."

She said it so casually that I almost missed it. I retreated from the hug and stared at her blankly, comprehending what she had just slipped out.

"I am your maid of honour?" I was so shocked the words came out slightly incoherent but Alice understood nevertheless.

"Naturally, you and Rose will share the post and give equally moving speeches at the reception. I would love you and Edward to carry Vanessa down the aisle with you as well. Jasper made Em and Eddie bestmen and Edward has been nominated to give the speech because Emmett will say something inappropriate about the wedding night or something else tragic and spoil the atmosphere." She rolled her eyes, reliving a conversation she had evidently had with her new fiancé and I giggled at the thought of Emmett giving an innuendo filled speech.

Hold on, Alice has distracted me from a minor detail. How does she know I may have cancer? Rose. Had I not specified for her to zip the lip and not breathe a word until necessary? I wandered to the couch where Rose was perched playing peekaboo with my two-day-old daughter. Vanessa's mouth was twitching and I could only guess that that was the best she could get to a smile at her minute age. I bent over and picked her up gently in my arms, cradling her and smoothly rocking her from side to side.

"Hello my gorgeous girly. How is Mommy's favourite baby doing today? Did Rose tell you Mommy is sick like she told Auntie Alice? Did she?" I turned to Rose and glowered.

"Rose, why is it that Alice bombarded me with c-a-n-c-e-r questions as soon as I walked through the door when I told you not to tell anyone?" I asked sternly, my glare maintained. I was so angry. Alice would almost certainly tell Jasper because that was the way she was wired and Jasper would worry and tell Emmett, seeking advice on whether to tell his best friend, a.k.a. Edward, my boyfriend and father of my baby who wouldn't sleep until the alleged cancer was gone. Emmett would then either tell Edward for Jazz because Jazz couldn't break the news, or blurt it out accidentally in an already awkward situation. Basically, my secret ceased to be a secret as soon as Rose opened her big mouth.

"Well, I looked scared and in deep thought when I came and Alice was already here with the wedding planner book hoping to talk colour schemes for designer bridesmaids' dresses, and she wouldn't quit asking what was wrong and rather than shout and upset the baby I just kind of blurted it out without thinking. My guess is 3 days 'til Edward finds out through our blabbermouth boyfriends/fiancés and I am so so sorry."

She did look really guilty and I guessed her nervously waiting for my reaction for around two hours was punishment enough.

"I forgive you, just don't tell anyone else, okay; especially my boyfriend, you know, Edward, the father of my baby?"

She looked at me with 'What do you think I am, stupid?' eyes and I transferred my attention back to my beautiful baby. I was just about to get comfortable next to Rose when Alice bounced over to us, having decided it was safe.

"Get comfy Bells, we are talking wedding colours right now. Detail is important so we are going to make sure the dress style is also fabulous and works with both of you. In fact you may want different cuts so we may have to talk about that too. I want you both is midnight blue because it is Bella's best colour and Rose suits all colours."

Hold on, is she saying I don't suit all colours?

"Alice, are you saying there aren't many colours that suit me?" I was a little indignant and insulted. True, midnight blue was my best colour, but I suited most other colours too.

"No honey, it's just that you are so pale that it cuts out a few wedding colours. You suits loads of colours. To be honest, Rose would look strange and too girly in pale pink anyway. And besides, I want my maids of honour to look fabulous, just not as fabulous as me; and so you shall." She beamed. Good save Ali.

We spent about an hour discussing the wedding at the Plaza until my poor baby decided she was hungry and I had to feed her. I had breastfed her in the hospital, but it hurt like hell and I wasn't looking forward to repeating the experience.

Rose and Alice ignored that I was now breastfeeding and continued our wedding discussion about what Vanessa would wear. Alice is for a little dress the same colour as ours and I am sure that it will be beautiful.

The door suddenly opened and my gorgeous Edward walked in accompanied by Jazz and Em. Alice squealed and ran into Jazz's arms, then told him of all our wedding talk. He rolled his eyes lovingly at the love of his life. Em bent over Rose's shoulder from behind her and began kissing up her neck and round her jaw to her rosy red lips. She giggled as he broke away and he jumped over the couch back and slumped next too Rose. She curled into his chest and he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her close. I felt slightly left out until Edward appeared at my side and gently stroked Ness's head as she finished feeding. I covered up for our company and Edward took our daughter into his arms and cooed at her, rocking her and staring with adoration into her chocolate brown eyes.

"What have you been up to today?" Edward asked. What do I tell him? I can't lie. I'm stuck, I need a fairy godmother or a genie or and angel to come and tell me what to do. I stuttered, "I… had my post-birth check-up at the hospital and everything is fine."

Lies. Bella Swan, you are a big fat liar. I caught Rose's eye and dropped my gaze to my lap in shame. She was evidently just as disappointed in me as I was.

"That's great baby." He beamed then turned his attention to Vanessa. "Isn't that good Vanessa? Mommy is all healthy and good. And how is your second day in the world going?" Vanessa's mouth twitched.

"Great! We talked clothes for her for my wedding. Edward, you and Bella are carrying my future niece down the aisle with you and she and Bells are going to look heart-stopping in midnight blue. Em, Rose will look just as beautiful on your arm."

Em kissed Rose's forehead at this comment and Edward wrapped one arm round my shoulders.

"I can't wait Alice." He said happily. I couldn't wait either.

Jazz and Alice stayed for a quick cup of coffee and then had to rush off to meet with the wedding planner, courtesy of Alice's dad's credit card. Em and Rose said something about going out for dinner, so Edward and I had the apartment to ourselves.

In all honesty, I am nervous. Once the baby is asleep, Edward might want to… you know. This was unknown water. The last time we had sex, the baby happened. We have only done it once and it wasn't in the most romantic circumstances.

Edward and I discussed dinner and then he proceeded to cook the Cajun chicken and couscous we had decided on. I settled the baby and closed the door to her bedroom to prevent the sounds from the kitchen travelling.

I poured a glass of wine for each of us and we clinked glasses and Edward kissed me deeply on the mouth. We were forced to come up for air when Edward noticed the chicken was done and would soon start to burn.

Once we had consumed the delicious food, we carried our glasses to the couch and chatted about the day and Edward told me all that Emmett had updated him with.

I snuggled into Edward's chest. I hadn't realised how little I had seen him since the baby was born. We had barely swap two sentences until now and I had missed his smell, he wore Calvin Klein cologne and it mixed with his natural caramel scent, creating an aroma which was truly irresistible. He grazed my arms, then the exposed skin between my t-shirt and jeans, with the back of his finger. This caused goose bumps to ripple across my body. I then felt his lips seductively graze the back of my neck. They moved slowly, unbearably down onto my shoulder and then back up again. My hormones began to rage and my mind was screaming at me to pounce on him, reasoning 'he isn't doing this for kicks, or if he is then he must enjoy torturing you'. I decided to make him squirm alongside me so I slide my hand across his washboard stomach, closer and closer to his weakness. As I reached teasingly under the front of his jeans, Edward tensed. We both knew I had won, but at that point, I really wouldn't have cared if I lost. All I knew for sure was that if Edward didn't do something soon, I would. I needed him. Nine months had been far too long.

I felt Edward's heavy breath at my ear and he whispered in his sexy velvet voice, "Bella I need you… now."

It was all I needed, I swivelled round, straddling Edward as his soft lips crushed mine and I could taste the wine on his mouth. Our lips opened and our tongues danced together happily. His hands roamed my hips and back, then under my top where he subtly undid my bra clasp. At this my stomach twisted with nerves, but I trusted Edward. He is my boyfriend and baby-daddy after all. He would never hurt me. I slowly lay back on the leather couch, maintaining constant contact with Edward's mouth. He pressed his body close to mine and I could feel his well defined muscles through his thin t-shirt. My sexual frustration that had built up during my pregnancy was begging me to speed things up, but my head knew that I wanted tonight to be more than just sex; tonight I would make love with Edward. Unlike nine months ago, everything was clear. Our feelings were well established and this time it really would be special.

I was unexpectedly filled with overwhelming confidence and I sat up and broke away from Edward, beckoning him to follow me with a seductive finger. I walked as sexily to the bedroom as I could and Edward ran up behind me and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my hands wove into his hair, securing my lips to his. When Edward reached the welcoming and comfortable bed, he lay me down, leaning over so as to prolong our kiss. My mind was racing and my nerves were starting to get the better of me, but I pushed them aside. My only setback now was that I wasn't wearing particularly sexy undergarments. I had gone for comfort this morning seeing as I was still a bit sore after pushing something the size of a watermelon out of me only a couple of days ago.

Edward gently teased my top up my torso and then broke our lips apart to remove it completely. Luckily my choice of underwear didn't seem to be discouraging Edward from ravishing my upper body. He traced an invisible line down my torso with his lips, steadily increasing my heart rate way passed healthy.

Trying desperately not to tremor, I began to slowly unbutton his shirt, a low moan escaping his mouth as I teased him. The open shirt revealed his smooth pale chest and rock hard abs and I had to bite my lip to maintain control. My eyes scanned him for a little longer than was comfortable for him; I caught his eye, blushed scarlet and continued undressing him.

I moved to his belt buckle, undoing it and the button of his jeans. I purposefully grazed his aroused groin as I pulled the denim down to the floor. He stepped out of the jeans and knelt on the bed, gazing down at my half exposed body. He returned my gesture and removed my trousers too. I leaned forward off the sheets to kiss Edward again and as he returned my eagerness, he wrapped his arms around my waist and removed the already unhooked bra. He discarded it uncaringly onto the floor. Still a little self-conscious, I pressed myself against Edward's cool chest which he seemed to have no objection to. I hooked a finger on the elastic of his boxers and pull them down his toned legs and they fell to the floor with an almost inaudible thud.

.I marvelled at his impressive length and wondered how on Earth it had fit in me last time. Panic crept up on me like a ghost in the night and my anxiety was taking over my other many emotions.

Thankfully, Edward was able to calm me as he began a trail of kisses from my mouth, round my jaw, down my neck, through the valley between my breasts and still further passed my navel. He took the edge of my cotton panties in his fingers and dragged them seductively down my now quivering limbs, softly pecking the inner thigh of one of my legs.

He was definitely hard now and I felt a twinge of pride about the fact it was hard because of me.

This was it. There was nothing left to do now that we were both completely without a scrap of clothing. I had imagined the first time we would really make love for months now, but my mental pictures were not nearly as satisfying as the reality. I shuffled back a little, nervously, when Edward lay down beside me and whispered soothingly in my ear, "Don't be nervous, love. Just let your feelings take over." And he peppered my neck with kisses. I could feel the moisture at the entrance to my core and I moaned, though I had not meant to out loud. Edward took this as a signal to continue and positioned himself on all fours, straddling me. As instructed, I allowed my emotions to rule me and I pulled Edward's face towards mine, our lips locking in a frenzied passion. His scent was intoxicating and I was falling into a daze with the caramel and the gentle but firm touch on his mouth on mine.

I couldn't take it anymore. I broke away from his soft, red lips and breathing deeply murmured in his ear, "Make love to me, Edward." He didn't need to be told twice. He may have been the most amazing boyfriend over the last 6 months, but he was still a man with needs. He pushed his length in as gently as possible into my waiting centre and I gasped as I felt him inside me. He filled me and I hadn't felt anything half as pleasurable in my entire life.

At first, Edward's thrusts were tender as he tried and succeeded to pleasure me greatly, but I wanted more. I wanted to please him.

"Faster, Edward," I whimpered and his thrusts became deeper and more powerful. I moaned loudly and this spurred him on even more. I moved my hips to the rhythm he had set and I was delighted to hear him groan and gasped with pleasure as well as me. He was undoing me, pressing all the right buttons, finding the places that drove me crazy. How this came so naturally to him I will never know.

My pleasure grew and grew to the point where I couldn't feel my toes and my body was on fire. I was so close and my breathing had become gasps of air with anticipation.

"Come with me Edward." I panted and without warning I fell over the edge into a pool of ecstasy. "Edward!" I screamed as the pleasure reached a level almost too much to bear. Edward groaned as he came as well and kissed me hard on the mouth. "Bella." He muttered as our lips separated.

I was lost in a pool of bliss and I must have dozed off, because I opened my eyes and saw daylight attempt to penetrate the curtains at the wide window. I felt Edward's arm draped across my stomach and I didn't move, not wanting to disturb him. Somehow he must have noticed I was awake because I felt him caress my belly relaxingly. I twisted my body round to face him and saw his beautiful mouth twitch into the crooked smile that I couldn't resisted. I pecked his bottom lip and whispered, "Good morning."

He chuckled quietly and tightened his grip round my midriff.

"Good morning yourself; how did you sleep?" He opened his bottle green eyes and gazed adoringly into my chocolate brown ones.

"I slept like a log. I was wiped out after the most phenomenal sex last night with this guy." I muttered and giggled.

"Is that so? Well, guess what? I was in the same position also. My extremely sexy girlfriend treated me to the best sex I have ever had. We are definitely going to do it more often." He teased and I stared at him shocked and gob smacked. Was he serious? It was my second time; how could I possibly have been the best he had ever had?

"Really, the best you've ever had?" I teased, but I was curious. Even though there weren't many people Edward could compare me to seeing as he has only been with me and… Tanya, it was still very nice to hear.

"The very best; in fact, I would wager it is the best anyone has ever had. Would you not agree?" He challenged.

"I would indeed. It was miles better than the last sex I had, which didn't go so well." Edward narrowed his eyes because he knew that he was the last person and the only person I had slept with. I continued to clarify, "Last time I had sex, I ended up pregnant, which was a bit of a shock." Edward grinned again and tickled the curve of my back.

After lying in bed for what seemed like hours, replaying last night in our heads, we were brought abruptly back down to Earth when a baby's cries rang through the apartment.

"I'll get the baby, you get the pancakes ready." I said and scrambled out of bed searching for underwear and a robe as quickly as possible. I gave my love a quick wink as I stole out of our bedroom and ran into my daughter nursery to the baby-pink crib where I found her wailing at the top of her lungs.

Having established that she needed a diaper change and a feed, I sat in the rocking chair in the corner of the yellow wallpapered room and gazed lovingly at Vanessa as she suckled my breast milk.It was moments like these when I felt most like a mother. Rose could do most of the other stuff and more importantly, she wanted to. But this, this was the best trick in my mothering repertoire and Rose couldn't take over. It was such a personal time when my eyes were fixed on my baby girl and she maintained eye contact with me. It was like we were having a silent conversation.

Having changed and dressed Ness, I carried her carefully through to the kitchen to the sounds of batter sizzling and the smell of cooking chocolate. Emmett and Rosalie had since appeared and were perched on barstools at the counter, waiting hungrily for their pancakes.

"There are my girls." Edward said proudly as we came into his line of vision and I noticed Rose and Em exchange looks.

"So…" Emmett said awkwardly, apparently stifling laughter, "you guys sounded like you were enjoying yourselves last night." Rose burst into fits of giggles and Emmett guffawed. My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

Fin. Please comment on my lemon as I would love any points for improvement or I would appreciate praise for it if that is what you think I deserve. It is my first lemon, so don't be too harsh please! I will try to update soon. Thanks- sox1020