Enjoy the good life for now. :)

Chapter Twenty-Five
crazy little thing called love

Bella

"Okay, I have to ask…"

It's two weeks later, and Edward came home earlier from work with an envelope of the most incriminating shit. Tanya has sunk to a new low.

I honestly didn't even realize Edward was still having his PI on Tanya, but why wouldn't he? That was a smart move on his part.

Edward waited until the kids were asleep, but now we sit on his bed, pictures scattered between us.

The first picture is innocent enough, just a little hand on the chest, jaw kissing, but once Tanya is sitting naked in Judge Yorkie's lap, it takes everything in me not to light a match and burn that shit up.

"Put them away," I say, disgusted.

He stuffs them back in their envelope and sets them on the night stand. "Ask what, Bella."

I crawl into his lap, because I can do stuff like that now. "Don't get mad, but fella, how the fuck could you marry that monster? I mean, in a way I'm super glad because of my Max, but was she a different person back then or something?"

Edward leans back against the headboard of his gorgeous bed, a bed I have slept in every night for two weeks, and I kiss his chin just because I can't help it.

"I didn't know she was a fucking monster," he says defensively, and I know he's upset with my questioning, but it's a reasonable question. Edward is an amazing guy and an even better father, so how can he have made the best boy with someone like her.

"I'm just trying to understand how you could love someone so evil like that? Tell me, Edward, was she different before?"

He kind of glares at me, and I try not to get my feelings hurt.

"Fine, we don't have to talk about it," I say, even though I really think we should. I move to get off of him, but he doesn't let me go, his big, lovely arms holding me in place.

"You already know how I met her," he says, reluctant and irritated. "I was a young kid, and the first thing I noticed was how hot she was."

I huff and roll my eyes, and I'm only half jealous right now. He squeezes me, saying, "Babe, you're way hotter."

I shake my head and can't help but smile small. I nod my head for him to go on.

"We were good together. Believe it or not, she was sweet, and smart, and she had her shit together. We had fun. It wasn't until she got pregnant with Max that things went downhill, and even then, they weren't horrible, not until right before you came." He takes a deep breath, and continues. "Knowing exactly the kind of person she is now, I never would have started shit with her, but I can't regret being with her, marrying her." He hugs me tighter to his chest. "She gave me Max, and maybe I shouldn't have pushed so hard for a kid, but I wanted a family. I wanted us to be happy together. I don't fucking know, I never imagined this shit. Really, Bella, I never imagined she could be this way."

My heart hurts for him. I mean, honestly, I can't even picture a sweet Tanya, but she must have been okay back then or at least a damn good actress. Either way you look at it, she fucked my Edward over big time.

I run my fingers through his messy hair and kiss his beautiful face. "I get it, fella, it's not your fault she's the person she is. It's just good I came along to help you get rid of her," I joke, and he cracks a small smile.

"Yeah, Bella," he says, kissing my lips.

I take his kisses, loving the way he tastes on my tongue. Edward is amazing with his love, and I can't get enough. His hands slide up my back until his fingers are tangled in my hair, and I moan into his mouth. "Bella, you taste good," he whispers across my lips, and I break out in chills. I wrap my arms around his neck and scoot impossibly closer in his lap. I feel him beneath me, hard, warm and so fucking perfect.

"Let's do it, Edward."

Edward bites my lip and pulls back. "Do what, babe," he asks, kissing his way down my jaw until he's sucking at my neck, making me delirious and whimpery, and I want to beg him, beg him to love me like he always does.

"Edward," I pant when I feel his hands slide under my sleep shorts, directly under my panties until his strong hands are gripping my bare ass.

"Okay, Bella," he says, grinning against my mouth, "Let's do it."

We do it, and the way Edward does it, he melds our souls with every movement, every thrust, and my heart hums sweet, sweet love against his.

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Early the next morning, I make Edward eggs and sausage while he showers for work. The kids are still sleeping but will have to get up for school soon.

Yawning, I place his plate on the table, stealing a small piece of sausage and plopping it into my mouth. I feel like I didn't sleep a wink last night, but I can't stop smiling because real sleep comes in second to mine and Edward's sleep sleep.

I set a glass of orange juice next to Edward's plate and grab a soda from the fridge. Edward's house is always stocked now thanks to me.

Edward comes down a few minutes later and he's so fresh and clean. His clothes are old and ripped, ready to weather the job, and I want to rip them even more so I can get at every inch of his magnificent body. He's so hardworking, and it drives me nuts, but not nuts in the quit your job and spend your millions already way, but like in the you're so damn manly and reliable and strong that I can't help wanting to love you all day long way.

Seriously, Edward has millions, millions of dollars, and he works a dirty, man's job, and it really couldn't turn me on more. I don't appreciate money flashers at all.

"You're not eating, babe?" He asks, and I shake my head, sitting on his lap while he stuffs his face like he always does. It's mesmerizing.

"I better go," he says, kissing my cheek, and I don't want to get up. I like it best when we're all together, all day every day, but I know this is life, so I reluctantly get up and follow him to the door.

He slips on his boots but doesn't tie them, and it's just too damn sexy.

I wrap my arms around his waist, resting my head on his chest, and he hugs me back so hard, hard like he doesn't ever want to let me go, and I love that. I love feeling loved by him.

He lets me go, and I think I die a little, but then he kisses me and even though he just ate eggs and sausage, I let him devour me like second breakfast.

"Bye, baby," he says.

"Later, fella," I breathe, and he kisses my nose with a grin.

When he's gone, I clean up the kitchen and wake my babies to send them off to school.

Except for my bubby. He gets to spend the whole day with me.

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Edward

"Thanks, Alice," I say before hanging up the phone.

Alice is working on getting a judge change for the custody hearing in two weeks, which will be easier than expected with Judge Yorkie dropping his pants for Tanya.

He got fucked in more ways than one.

What a prick.

"Let's go out for drinks, bro," Emmett says.

I shake my head, turning off the light to the office where I spend only a small part of my work day. "I'm taking the kids and Bella out to dinner. You want to come?"

"Yeah, Edward, let me crash your family party."

I shrug my shoulders. "It's up to you, man, but I'm getting out of here. See you Monday."

"Later, man."

When I'm in my truck, I text Bella telling her to be ready, and she sends me a thumbs up emoji.

Fucking adorable.

I pull up to my house, and Bella immediately comes out with Leo in her arms and Max and Harlow right next to her. She's wearing her hair down and curly but my black hat sits on her head.

I jump down from the truck, and Max yells, "Hey daddy," at the same time Harlow yells, "Hi Edward."

"You guys hungry?"

"Starving," Max says, and I know he's only joking because Bella keeps my kids fed.

"Edwud, you hold me." Leo says, and Bella hands him over before kissing my jaw, mumbling, "Hey fella."

I buckle Leo in, and he pats my face with his little hand. "I wuv you," he says out of the blue, and I'm not going to lie, it feels fucking good.

"Love you too, bub."

Bella grabs my hand when I'm back in the truck, and I give her a squeeze.

"How about the diner?"

"Yes!" Harlow screams. "I want chicken strips and French fries and that yummy toast that they give with it. You should learn how to make that kinda toast, mommy."

"Me too," Max says, and Leo just says, "Fries."

Bella laughs, and I take my family to the diner for dinner.

The kids are snoring on our way home and Bella says she doesn't want to go home yet so we cruise around Forks like teenagers looking for a spot to park and screw.

"Rosalie called," she says, playing with my fingers. "She wants to hang out tomorrow. I told her to come over for dinner. She's bringing Royce. Is that okay?"

"Whatever you want, babe."

"I don't know. I really don't like him, but he's her husband, you know. Can we do it at your house? I love your house, then we'll just sleep there."

I smirk. "You just use me for my bed, baby."

"Yeah," she laughs. "Totally."

"It's alright. I love you in my bed."

"Gosh, fella, you're so fucking sweet."

"Shut up, Bella," I grumble, making her laugh.

"I talked to Alice today," I say. "She's going to get another judge for the hearing in two weeks."

"Well, thank God. That judge's poor wife. What a dumb bastard. I swear, people these days are so fucked up. I could never imagine trying to purposely ruin someone's lives."

That's why I love you.

"Anyway, that's good news. We shouldn't have anything to worry about then. What should I make for dinner tomorrow night? Maybe I should make a roast. What do you think?"

Damn, even her rambling is fucking cute.

"Roast sounds good, baby."

"Okay. Let's go home now."

I turn around and drive back into town to take my girl and our babies home. They all wake up when we get there so Bella has them all pile into our bed to watch movies, and her and the kids laugh until they fall asleep. Bella takes a picture of them all cuddled up, then she makes me fuck her, her words, on the couch because the kids look too precious to move to their own bed.

Later that night, we fall asleep tangled on the couch, her tiny little body draped all over mine, and this is what a good fucking life feels like.

I'm never giving any of this shit up.