Love grows

EPOV

It's been six months since that day at the compound in Alabama. Life had been relatively quiet for my family and me. We moved back to Gig Harbor for a while getting back into school, and I couldn't believe that we had been gone for so long, almost two years in Florida, That was fine with me I was graduating soon. Marisol had made a return and it was good that Bella could glamour her pregnancy and hide it.

Not that we were embarrassed about it, but we always try to blend in and my love's pregnancy would definitely draw attention.

Bella and I had the big wedding that Alice had visualized on the beach in La Push. The natives were very welcoming, their phasing had stopped all together and Leah and Jake were expecting their first child sometime in the fall. Good times.

The message of what we had done in Alabama had spread throughout the vampire world and Nathen had to go back to Volterra to act as reigning royalty. The leftover human blood-drinkers that were in fear for their lives were arriving in droves to be changed. We had developed a type of guard to find the ones that still bucked the system to give them a choice. They always had a choice and in the end, if they chose to remain the way they were they had to die.

At first I was okay with this plan. I wanted no more blood lust in the world. The fact that someone would keep the bloodlust made them sadistic; they didn't kill to live, they killed for the fun of it. So to protect the humans and vampires alike they would be killed.

Then something changed for me. I remembered the time that I drank from humans. I remembered using my gift to pick out the killers, the murders, and the rapists, thinking that the world was a better place because they weren't there. When I came out of my rebellious stage I thought about it.

Who was I to judge these people? I wasn't any better than them when I took their lives. Even the human laws wouldn't have killed all of them, but I had settled myself as the angel of death on them and took them out of the world. So I stopped, beating myself up for years for what I had done. Kicking my own ass because everyone was so forgiving, and that just made me feel worse.

But now it was happening all over again. We were the Vollturi all over again. I felt like we were taking away the other vampires' freewill. Yes we said that they had a choice but it was either partake or die. There was no going either way. I wondered who we were to make that choice.

But I got over it when a group of the guard was killed while following orders. My mind deadened to the bastards that had killed them. If they were so savage and didn't want to live in peace and integrate into a world where we could coexist with the humans then fuck them.

That realization stuck me hard. Had I darkened that much over the years? Carlisle and I had the debate over souls all the time, but the realization that I could care less if someone lived or died only confirmed my belief. I had no soul.

I was a selfish creature. I loved Bella and the only thing that was important to me was her and I. My family was important also, but I would give them all up for her. I lowered my head into my hands and ran my through my hair. I was a cad. To me, it was a good thing that I had eternity to live because otherwise I would be in hell burning for all time.

As I sat there mourning my lack of a soul I felt as if someone was watching me. I could feel the weight of a stare, but I hadn't heard anyone approach, and the only thoughts that I got were from my family downstairs playing with Braden.

Instantly I was on the defensive. I jumped from my couch and lowered my self into a crouch, snarling and growling, ready to take down anyone that would dare (or even could) sneak up on me.

"Whoa there sexy, no need to go all vamp attack on us. We come in peace." Standing before me were the two beautiful women that I had seen on the beach. They were still dressed in all white, but now that I could see them closely I noted the clothes that they wore were togas with golden belts. Their hair lay in flowing curls down their backs but the short one still managed to find a place for her chopsticks. She was also holding up her hands in the Vulcan peace sign.

"Did you just say 'we come in peace'? Damn Shannon, no wonder when we get these special missions they think we're crazy," the tall dark haired beauty said to the shorter olive skinned beauty. They were totally ignoring me and in my confusion I had raised out of my crouch.

The one named Shannon just shrugged, "You have to break the ice somehow." The other one just shook her head chuckling to herself. She looked up like she had forgotten I was standing there, and to my surprise she had. I wasn't used to being forgotten.

"This is Calliope, or Shannon for those in the know. Me? I'm Thalia, or Joy," she said motioning to the both of them. "We're your Muses." She looked at me expectantly, like I should know what the hell she was talking about. I was sure that my mouth was hanging open so I closed it and gulped loudly.

"Muses?" That was the brilliant question that my brain registered.

Shannon sighed loudly, "Jesu Cristo on a stick. Yes, Muses. I told you that he wouldn't believe us if we just came out and said it."

"Yes, yes, you were right, I was wrong; I'm smart, you're stupid." Joy said.

Shannon had a look of triumph until the words caught up with her and she glared at her counter part. But Joy just ignored her. "Edward, we are Muses. I am the Muse of Comedy and Bucolic Poetry. Shannon is the Muse of Epic Song," she finished. She moved over to my couch and took a seat, as did Shannon. They managed to look even more graceful than a vampire when they moved, almost like there was fluid under those togas. Absently I wondered what exactly was under those togas. Shannon looked at me and quirked a brow like she knew what I was thinking.

I gathered my thoughts at the problem at hand. I had read about the Muses and I knew a little about them, "So if you're Thalia, where are your mask, staff and wreath? And if you're Calliope, where is your wax tablet?" I was catching on.

"Very impressive, Mr. Cullen," Shannon complemented. "Well, first of all we only carry those things when we are inspiring. Do you know how heavy those things are?" She asked while Joy nodded her head in agreement.

"And…" Joy started, "Would you cover up this face with a mask? I don't think so."

I sighed in defeat. I was pretty sure I was imagining this. I was stressed about the baby and the whole soul thing, I was probably hallucinating. And since this was my hallucination I went along with it. "So what can I do for you ladies?" I asked politely.

"It's not what you can do for us; it's what we have been sent to do for you. Edward, do you know who receives muses?" Joy asked.

"Humans?" I made it a question.

"No," Shannon said. "Beings with souls."

"Right," Joy cut in. "Edward, if you didn't have a soul then you wouldn't be able to write the beautiful music that you do, or even feel love and devotion. We are here to prove to you that you have a soul. You all do. You made a life transition, from one entity to another. What is happening in the vampire world was destined to happen. This was how it was always meant to be."

Okay so the two very persistent figments of my imagination said I had a soul. Of course they would because they were figments of my imagination, and that was what I wanted to hear. I wanted to believe deep down that once my child was born I had something to offer him or her, besides money or gifts. I wanted to be sure that they were born with the ability, that if something did happen, God forbid, the gates of heaven were still open to them.

But hadn't I read somewhere that the gods had forbid monsters and demons the use of Muses? In the books that I had read it was only humans that got the use of inspiration, because of there souls.

"Look here sexy," Shannon said. "You have a soul. Your… offspring will have a soul. And to prove that we were here, I want you to have something." She reached into the cleavage of her toga and produced a golden chain, it was woven and about the size of a bracelet. "Have you ever seen this before?'

I shook my head. She walked over to me and took my wrist in her hand. Her hands were soft but strong as she placed the chain on me and when she laid the two ends together they welded instantly before my eyes. There would be no way to get it off. "There, now whenever you doubt yourself or your soul, this is here to prove that you are as you should be."

Joy had stood back on the other side of the room, and she waited for Shannon to join her. "Good-bye Edward, we'll be close by." She said.

Shannon moved closer to me. She was definitely in my personal space, but I was caught with the intensity if the green flecks in her eyes. She slid her small hands up my chest and without realizing it I leaned in to meet her. My lips gently brushed hers in a chaste kiss. I thought that was all that it was going to be until she snaked her hands around my neck and grabbed fistfuls of my hair. We both deepened the kiss and her taste was incredible, like an immortal being should be. She slid her tongue into my mouth and without thinking I let her. Before I knew what was happening, her leg drew up my side and my hand slid down to hold it there, by the crease in her knee.

A clearing of a throat across the room, broke the siren's call. I calmly stepped away feeling… well embarrassed. She on the other hand looked smug. I looked over at Joy who rolled her eyes and had her arms crossed over her chest.

"I just had to know what all the hype was about," Shannon shrugged before smiling and winking at me. She was sexy as hell, for a Muse. In a blink of an eye she was standing next to Joy again, and before they faded I heard the tail end of a conversation

"So how was it?" Joy asked.

"Totally worth it," Shannon said. "Oh Edward, I think that your wife might need you right about…."

"EDWARD!" Alice was calling from the second floor.

Within seconds I was on the second floor landing just in time to see Emmett carrying Bella up the stairs. Her breathing was labored and a sheen of venom glistened off her skin. "AHHHHH." She yelled and clenched down like someone had punched her.

I hadn't realized that I was moving until Bella's weight was in my arms and I was in the room we had set up. "It's okay, love. Everything is going to be okay." I cooed. But I wasn't sure. I looked over to Carlisle who had taken off from the hospital just for this moment.

She's going to e fine Edward. His thoughts were comforting, and I knew why he was the best doctor.

I laid Bella on the bed and made my way over to the window. We had this window installed about a month ago to optimize the amount of sunlight that came into the room. When I opened the curtains I was blinded by the amount of sunlight that came into the room. I spun around and looked in awe at my wife, "Did you move the clouds?" I asked.

A look passed over my lovely wife's face, and I was in fear for my life. "Is that what you want to talk about Edward? Get some fucking perspective will you?" Then another horrible shriek passed through her lips and I instantly forgave her outburst. I was instantly at her side, stroking her hair. Esme, Rosalie, and Alice were moving around the room getting the equipment that Carlisle had borrowed from the hospital ready. Warmers, forceps, and blankets were being turned on, laid out, and folded. They were all very efficient.

Carlisle had placed Bella's legs in the stirrups at the end of the bed. When he lowered his head to see Bella's progress, I watched as his eyes got very wide. I moved so that I was still close to Bella but I could see what he was looking at, I felt my eyes get large as saucers at the sight before me. I was struck with the question, 'could a vampire faint?' but was pulled from my perspective when Bella started panting like a dog in heat.

"A dog, Edward? That's the best analogy that you could come up with? For God's sake, if you can't clean up your act you can get the hell out of here." Bella said through clenched teeth. She opened her mind to me to show me all the murderous thoughts that she had and different ways she could take me out. I'm sure my face showed just how scared I was. She smirked smugly before screaming out again.

"Okay Bella, it's time to push," Carlisle announced, but muttered to himself how this was moving mush faster then Esme's labor.

Bella dropped her chin to her chest and grabbed the back of her knees. She slowly rolled forward and started to push. Alice and Rosalie started counting out loud to the number ten and Bella relaxed before starting to push again. I looked down to see her progress and I could see a head full of dark bronze hair and with the last push a face emerged. I was instantly in love with this child. I looked up and smiled at Bella, encouraging her and loving her with one glace. I looked back as Carlisle slightly turned the small being to move the shoulders and with one final push, my son was born with a mess of fluid and umbilical cord to follow behind him.

I watched in awe as Carlisle removed the fluid from his nose and mouth, lovingly wiping away the remnants of this child's forceful arrival. My son then let out a strangled cry that was the most beautiful sound in the world to me, and again I smile at his mother, the woman who had made this possible for me, for all of us really.

Bella looked at me lovingly and grinned proud of herself and me. I'm sure that I mirrored her and could find the composure or the will for that composure. She reached up and ran a finger down my cheek and when I looked at it I realized that I was crying.

"Would you like to cut the cord Edward?" My father asked.

I nodded and grabbed the surgical scissors that he held out to me. I gently placed the cord between the blades and snipped, and just like that my son was free to experience the world for the first time.

I watched as Carlisle handed him to Bella, and she kissed the top of his head. "You are safe, you are wise, and you are loved," she told him before handing him to Rosalie to be placed in the warmer.

I walked over carefully to look at him, afraid with every step that he would fade away and I would wake up in my personal hell where Bella was really dead and the last two years had never happed. But instead of fading, he became more real, solid and strong as he kicked his legs out, still crying. When I was finally at his side I peered at him placing my face right in front of his. I took a deep breath through my nose remembering his own personal scent mixed with his mother's. I would be able to find him anywhere in the world. He smelled warm and alive and if life had a scent this child coined it. While I was making my inspections, ten fingers and toes, I realized that he had stopped fussing and was looking at me with the biggest green eyes I had ever seen. He was inspecting me as I looked him over. "He knows who you are, Edward." Alice had moved up besides me, looking at this child with adoration.

She had never before held a want for children, but now I saw a difference in her mind. She wanted to have a family with Jasper and her mothering instincts were kicking into high gear. I was surprised that she didn't run from the room and start practicing.

I was pulled out of that thought by Bella screaming again. I spun around to see her in agony once again, grabbing for anything that was close by, which happened to be Rosalie's hair. Bella was jerking Rose around, and Rosalie was helpless to stop her, looking around for anyone that could help her.

Alice and I shot over and pried Bella off before Rose lost some of her golden locks. I looked at Carlisle to explain what was going on, and he looked shocked. You know how I said he was comforting? I take it back, this was scaring the shit out of me.

The door to the room burst open and Emmett came through. "What the hell is…" he took one look at whatever Carlisle was staring at and fainted dead away. I guess that answered my question about fainting vampires. Jasper, without looking at the bed, helped Esme drag Emmett into the hall and closed the door.

Alright what was everyone looking at? I follow Carlisle's gaze and I saw it, the top of another head crowning. The last thing I remembered was seeing brown hair and thinking, oh well love grows, before darkness overtook me.

BPOV

That bastard passed out. I was in mid push and he hit the floor.

I was still lying the birthing bed with my brand new baby girl. Rosalie stood just out of reach holding my new baby boy. Twins who would have thunk it. It had been about ten minutes since my daughter was delivered and I looked over at my lame ass husband, the fainting vampire.

Emmett had come to about a few minutes ago, and I was kind of embarrassed about him seeing me in all my glory, but his mind was trying desperately to forget it. I briefly wondered how he was going to do when Rose had her child. I made a mental note to cover the floor, not because he might hurt himself but because he might break the floor.

Alice made her way to Rose, "What do we do now?' She asked her. I chimed in, "Well we still have some fighting to do."

At the word fighting Emmett perked right up. "So does that mean your going to go all couching pussy hidden faggot?" The grin on his face was enough to send us all into hysterics. But what surprised us all was Carlisle laughing with us.

He looked at us all with tears in his eyes and said, "Edward's the faggot right?" we all burst out laughing again.

"Come on Bella," I whined, "It's just a party."

Alice had planned a going away party for the entire family, and Bella was pissed because it was themed. By looking at the way that she was acting you would never think that she was an ultra powerful vampire that saved the world, she was acting more like the eternal eighteen year old that she was.

"Edward, I told Alice that I didn't want to have a party and she ignored me." She threw herself on the couch and folded her arms under her breasts. For a moment I was caught up looking at the cleavage that had lifted as she did so. The things that I could do to with those breasts.

At some point my head tilted to the side and my fantasy was running away with itself when Bella cleared her throat. I tore my eyes away and looked at her face. "You like what you see?" She asked with a knowing smirk. All I could do was nod stupidly. She was sexy as hell.

I was just about to make my way over to her when the door to my bedroom burst open and a seething pixie stood there looking scary as hell. "Oh, no you don't Edward Cullen." She declared. The way she said my name made me shrink against the wall. She was even scarier in her condition. "Bella, I don't care how mad you are, or how powerful you are, if you don't get dressed right now I'm going to get Nathan to kick your ass. I swear you acting younger than those two beautiful babies in there," and with that she stomped away leaving the door swinging on one hinge.

I waited a few seconds to make sure that the pixie from hell was gone. The condition that I spoke about was none other than pregnancy. She found out that she was in a 'delicate condition', as she put it, two months ago. Rosalie found out about a month ago. It was great news for both. But it was like they did a transfer of personality. Rose became giddy and happy all the time, which was unnerving, and Alice became a tyrant, which was horror film worthy.

I shuttered to even think about the orders that she put poor Jasper through. He spent so much time trying to calm her that he looked tired. The only relief he seemed to get was the time he spent with Braden and the twins, Edward and Elizabeth. Watching him with them I knew what a great father he was going to be.

Emmett on the other hand was a nervous wreck. Rosalie was all over the place, and he spent a great deal of his time trying to keep her still. Bella and I spent a great deal of time watching him replay Bella's birth experience over and over in his mind, laughing at his horror of what was soon to happen to his wife. We laughed harder when he would instantly pass out just from the thought. Emmett had issues, with his worry about the birth he hadn't even contemplated what it would be like to be a father and that was sure to be hysterical too, just because it was Emmett.

A small cry came from the adjoining room, it was Elizabeth. I would have to deal with Bella later. I walked into the room that the twins shared and gazed down at them. As soon as I was in sight, Lizzy stopped crying. She was just as beautiful as her mother, with brown hair that seemed to grow longer every day, and big brown eyes. I felt bad for a long time after she was born for not being able to greet her when she first arrived, but again her demeanor was just like her mother's. She was so forgiving.

The twins were four months old now and it seemed like just yesterday they had just arrived. At the same time I couldn't fathom how I had lived my life without them. They were a part of Bella and I and we were more complete with them. I had thought that just spending eternity with Bella was enough but Edward and Elizabeth was an extra perk.

As I lifted Lizzy carefully out of her bassinette and pulled her close, I inhaled her scent. I had described Edward's scent as life itself, but Lizzy smelled of emotions, love, happiness, contentment. I received life and emotion on the day that they were born, and I was whole.

"Is she okay?" Bella asked as I sat down in one of the rocking chairs in the room.

"Yes, she was just lonely." I said. "I think that we should keep them in the same crib now Bella. It's like as long as they are together they are fine."

"Okay, we'll try it. I don't think that they are sleeping enough. As soon as they see the walls of their bassinettes they wake, no matter how long they have been sleep."

That settled it, when we got to Voltaire, the twins were getting a crib. I just wanted them to be comfortable and it seemed that they were in great company with each other. From what I understood twins were like that. They needed each other. It was a closeness they developed in the womb.

About an hour later Lizzy had fallen back to sleep and the nannies had arrived. We usually didn't use a nanny but Alice had a vision about the party and said it was better if we had one. I wasn't sure what she saw but from the guest list I figured it was going to be a dozy of a party.

Emmett had flown in all of the football players at the university. We paid for their accommodations and food. Alice had invited all of her drama club members, again paying for everything. Rosalie invited all of her motor pool friends, and so on. But of course the tribe was coming. They were as much a part of this family as anyone.

The house was full of caterers, two DJs, seventeen kegs and seven bartenders. Alice had special decorators come in to arrange everything and most of the furniture had been put into storage. And of course as I had mentioned before there was a theme.

The theme for tonight's events was Festival of the Republic. It is an Italian Holiday that was normally celebrated June second. It stood for the day that Italy abolished the monarchy and became a republic. The monarchy was so corrupt, because they had supported Mussolini; the republic banished them from the country as punishment.

It was very fitting considering that we had killed the last remaining royalty that had resided in Italy. So Alice was getting her jabs in. Everyone was to dress as Italian Lords, Kings, Dukes, Duchesses, Queens, again all on the Cullen tab.

If you hadn't noticed this whole money thing bothered me. Not because of the money but because when I wanted to buy the twins matching cars I was shot down, but Alice gets to throw the party of the century and foot the bill. Ridiculous. So it wasn't the money it was the fact that I couldn't spend like I wanted too.

Anyway I walked back into the bedroom after leaving instructions with the Nannies about the twins and Braden. As I made my way through the door I felt a tingle across me skin. I looked down the line of my body and was alarmed to find that I was dressed as an Italian Lord, complete with medals and ribbons.

I looked across the room to find Bella standing in a gorgeous midnight blue ball gown complete with bodice. Her hair was half up on her head and the other half was in tight long pin curls down her back. She was beautiful. She had glamoured both our outfits. They were perfect but there was a problem… Alice had purchased us totally different costumes.

"Um… very nice love, but what about Alice's costumes?"

She shrugged and said with a straight face, "Fuck it."

I shrugged in return and we made our way down the stairs to greet guests.

The night had gone well… smashingly would be an understatement. What happens when you get a bunch of college students together with free booze, yeah that's what happens. But what was not to be expected was what happens when you get a bunch of super vampires, that had no idea what would happen if they drank alcohol, with those college students… well you have pandemonium.

It started with Emmett. He had been so beside himself with worry for Rosalie that when the guests arrived, he built an apparatus that they called a beer bong, in the back yard. He had been letting all the football guys 'hit it' as he called it until someone challenged him. Then all was lost.

He and Jasper were hitting the beer bong, doing shots and by mid party they were drunk. Yes drunk, I didn't misspeak. Turns out that we as vampires can't pass the extra things put into a drink, but the alcohol itself is absorbed and has the same effect as a human, but burned off faster. So in order to stay drunk we needed to keep consuming.

We had to stop Emmett from fishing in the fish tank with his teeth. Then we had to stop him from betting that he could jump over the house in one leap, to prove that he was a vampire. But the worst was something that he and Jasper came up with called the panty draw.

In this drawing, whoever's panties a guy drew out of a crystal bowl, that's who they went home with. Harmless right? Wrong. It was fine and dandy until they included themselves and we had to stop two very pissed and pregnant vampires from killing him in front of the whole of Miami University.

I sat down after my last fiasco and grabbed a drink. At first all I smelled was strawberries. It smelled like my Bella so I tasted it. I tasted the alcohol but it didn't seem like all that much so I downed it. What the hell I could drink these all night and nothing would happen, right?

Wrong again. I was drunk within seven of the strawberry things, and… singing karaoke. Not even good Karaoke, it was bad I love my woman karaoke. I hadn't taken into account that even in my human life I had never drank, of course it could have been that I was a light weight, but hey I was on top of the world.

I was declaring my love to Bella at the top of my lungs and all the other drunken people were egging me on. So… I kept going. I felt all my inhibitions leave me and I was on the peak of Mt. Rushmore for all I cared.

Emmett and Jasper thought it was a great idea to declare their love through song. Plus I think they were trying to get back into Alice and Rosalie's good graces. I'm sure if they had seen the look of horror on Bella's face they would have thought twice. But between us taking turns running to the bar to refresh our own drinks it was missed.

Then the fighting started. Well it was subtle at first. I made a declaration about how much the loved my wife, and then Emmett said, "You wouldn't know that you had a wife by the fruity ass drink you're sucking down like water. What is that Eddie, a strawberry daiquiri?"

I could have let that go, but then Jasper with his drunken ass piped in, "And didn't you just start having sex like two years ago."

I knew that he was implying that he thought that I was gay, again, but my inhibitions were MIA. I had none and so I said the stupidest thing I had ever said in my entire life. "Yeah? Well I made out with a muse a few months ago and she gave me this." I yelled at the top of my lungs waving my drunken wrist in the air.

I told you about the fight, and I bet you thought it was between Jasper, Emmett, and I but…. Bella shot up in her seat, "YOU MADE OUT WITH A MUSE." I was instantly sober. I don't think that I've ever been that sober, and I had never drank before in my life.

I looked around and I was standing by myself on the make shift stage. Emmett and Jasper had disappeared, cowards. I was across enemy lines with no cover and Bella was seething.

"Did I just say that out loud?" I asked dumbly.

I looked at the faces of my family. All of them had their mouths hanging open and they were nodding at me slowly. "oh" was all that I could get out before gulping loudly.

"Oh? Oh? Is that all that you have to say Edward Cullen?" Bella yelled.

I looked around and it was like a clearing of roaches. Even the humans in the room knew it was time to leave and they didn't even believe in muses. They were scared to be around when Bella blew. Shit I was scared to be around when Bella blew.

I started grasping at straws even babbling a little. "Bella, Love it was… Well she was… it was nothing I swear, I…" I was cut off by a flash of lightning and thunder that shook the house.

"Umm… I'm going to make sure that everyone got into the limos we provided." Jasper said. They rest of my family nodded and left. They left me on my own to face the wrath of the Executioner. I wanted to go too, but my feet wouldn't move and my eyes wouldn't leave my beautiful wife's.

She was beyond pissed. I was glad that Nathan wasn't here because then they could tag team me.

The next thing I knew was a wall of wind hit me and I was up against the wall and I couldn't move. Shit this was really bad. I had begged her once to stop using her powers on me and look she was going to fuck me up and never really touch me.

"Edward what day was it that you made out with a muse?" she asked sweetly. I knew she was really pissed because that was the same voice that she had used with Aro right before she killed him.

I scrambled to think of anything but the day the twins were born but then Edward started to cry upstairs and all was lost. "THE DAY THE TWINS WERE BORN?" she shrieked. Damn.

"Bella I was thinking about a soul and they proved that I had one and then she gave me this." I was gesturing with my eyes to my wrist, trying to show her the bracelet.

"And what does that have to do with the make out session Edward?" She asked through clenched teeth.

So I thought about what had happened that day. I showed her the muses and all that had happened. I showed her the one called Shannon and her funny demeanor. Then I showed her the kiss, and what Shannon had said afterwards.

I slide down the wall with a huge flop. I looked up at Bella and she had astonishment written all over her face. "They were really muses." She said.

I nodded fast and very eagerly, hoping to not have to mend any part of my body she had thought of ripping off.

"Huh." She said. "Well Edward I was going to tear off your sack and keep it for a month, but I wont. I think that you have stay away from me for a week. I understand the pull of muses, I've read about them. But I'm still pissed. Stay out of our room Edward." And with that she walked up the stairs dropping little pieces of her glamour as she went. By the time she got to the top of the stairs se was stark naked and my cock was throbbing at the sight.

I smirked at that. She had left me with blue balls but we were leaving for Italy in two days. That meant she would have to see me. But I was also happy for this fact.

No matter what happened Bella was with me. The twins were here and I loved all three. My family and friends were safe. Yes, I was in the proverbial dog house but at least I had a dog house to be in.

I was the happiest man in the world, and no one had the power to take that away from me. Or else my wife would kick their ass.