Chapter 28 – Epilogue
"I think that's the last of it," I announced to my wife of five years. "Do you know where this one goes?"
She peeked into the box in my hands. "In the kitchen," she said, and then she went back to the boxes she was working on in the living room.
Bella and I arrived at our new house this morning, shortly before the movers got here. Everything from our apartment in Seattle had been packed into the moving truck last night, so we drove to Forks and stayed with my parents for the night. Now, we were finishing unloading the rest of the boxes we had transported in our cars.
A few months ago, we made the decision to move back to Forks to be closer to our families. It was an easier decision than I expected, since Jasper and Emmett were both starting to struggle with working full time and playing in the band while starting families of their own. So, Midnight Sun was dissolved at the end of the spring semester.
I was able to secure a job at Forks Elementary School, giving music lessons through a newly established program. It would take a lot of time and effort to get the program up and running, but I was up for the challenge.
Bella was practically running the blog these days, but it still didn't matter where she worked from. She only went into the office about once every two or three months, and we decided that those trips to Seattle wouldn't be a problem since we'd have plenty of help while she was gone.
I sat down on the floor next to Bella. "I hope we never have to move again."
She laughed. "Hey, we lasted five years in the apartment. That's pretty good."
"True. But now with this one on the way," I started, patting her rounded belly. "We'll need more space. I doubt Masen wants to share his room with a screaming infant."
She glanced around the open floor plan of the spacious five bedroom house that we purchased. "I think we're good on space now," she joked.
"Hey, you never know," I defended. We wanted several children, having both grown up as only children, but we hadn't yet reached an agreement on the final number. I guess only time would tell how many we ended up with.
She just shook her head at me and went back to unpacking the box.
"I'm gonna go get our bed set up so at least we have somewhere to sleep tonight," I told her, standing up and heading toward the stairs.
"Thanks, babe. And we owe your parents major thanks for keeping Masen overnight tonight. I can't imagine what it would've been like having an almost-two-year-old running around here while the movers were in and out, or while the new furniture is being delivered tomorrow."
"We wouldn't have gotten anything done if he was here," I agreed. I leaned over and gave her a quick kiss. "We also wouldn't have some much needed alone time tonight, either." With a wink, I turned and darted up the stairs.
We spent the next few hours unpacking boxes and putting away what we could with the furniture we had. We had sold or given away some of what was in our apartment in Seattle, opting to buy new things to match the décor of the house. My mom had been a great help with that also, working with Bella on choosing paint colors and furniture styles. She also had been the one to handle all of the contractors who came in to paint or fix things before we moved in.
"This is exhausting," Bella complained, plopping her five-month-pregnant body down on our bed.
"Why don't you relax for a little while? I'll go heat up the casserole that my mom sent and we can eat dinner in a little bit."
"That sounds good," she said sleepily. I think her eyes were closed before I even left the room. I knew from her first pregnancy that she would be exhausted easily, but my stubborn wife still felt like she had to do everything herself.
Even when the morning sickness from being pregnant with Masen almost put her in the hospital, Bella wouldn't take sick time from work. She'd argue with me that it wasn't necessary, since she didn't need to get dressed and go anywhere to do her job. She was still able to read and write in between bouts of vomiting every ten minutes.
Thankfully, her doctor finally put her on some medication to help control the vomiting and she was able to function again, although the exhaustion still kept her down a bit.
The pregnancy had been smooth sailing other than nausea and exhaustion, and three days after Bella's birthday we welcomed Masen Charles Cullen into the world. He was named after my mother's father, Masen Platt, and Charlie. We hadn't known whether he'd be a boy or a girl before he was born, but this time we decided to find out.
And, we were both over the moon that Masen would be getting a little sister in a few months. Her name would be Rebecca Elyse after both of our mothers, but we were the only ones that knew that right now.
"Babe," I said, gently rubbing Bella's arm when I returned to our bedroom with dinner. Her eyes opened slowly. "I brought dinner up so we can just relax."
"Mmm," she hummed, stretching and sitting up. "Thanks, I'm starving."
I chuckled, knowing she had to be hungry since she normally snacked all day but hadn't while she was unpacking.
We leaned up against the headboard and grabbed our plates. I turned on the TV so we could just chill for a little while.
"Maybe we should just call it a night," I offered after a few minutes of eating. "We've got plenty of time to unpack since you told work you'd be unavailable for the next two weeks, and I have almost a month before I have to start work."
"Yeah, but it'll be so much harder when Masen's around."
I shrugged. "One of us can occupy him while the other gets stuff done around the house. I don't think it'll be too bad once all of the furniture is in place. We can make sure his room is set up tomorrow before he comes home. Then he'll at least have a quiet place to play without being in the way."
"I guess," she sighed. "We really owe your mom. Keeping Mase, and making this awesome casserole for us? She's the best." She scraped the remnants off her plate and sucked the fork into her mouth. "So good."
She put her plate on the nightstand and turned back to face me, lying on her side. I watched her shirt rise up as she stretched out again, a sliver of skin showing at her waist. My cock took notice, too.
Five years of marriage, and she still turned me on with the simplest things.
I put my plate down and rolled over to face her, pulling her body close with my hand on that sliver of skin. "Do you have any idea how sexy you are, Mrs. Cullen?" I asked as my fingers teased her flesh.
She smiled softly. "You're not so bad either, Mr. Cullen."
I leaned forward and kissed her gently, knowing she was exhausted and not wanting to start something that she wouldn't be in the mood for. But she surprised me by deepening the kiss and rolling us over, pushing me onto my back to straddle my waist.
I hummed as our lips continued to meld together, my hands on her waist, loving the feel of her body pressed into mine. "I thought you'd be tired," I commented when her mouth moved over my neck.
"Never too tired for you," she whispered in my ear while grinding her center down over my now fully hardened cock.
I groaned at the sensation, tightening my grip on her waist. "Fuck," I moaned out while raising my hips for more friction.
"That's the idea," my naughty wife stated in a sing song voice.
I didn't waste any time grabbing the hem of her shirt and lifting it over her head. Like magnets, my hands roamed her pregnant belly. On a regular day, Bella was the most desirable woman alive, but pregnant with our child, she was beyond sexy.
She sat up, allowing me more room to explore her flesh while she pulled my T-shirt from my body. My hands immediately went to the waist of her pants and began pushing them down. She rolled off of me and completed the job, while I made quick work of the rest of my clothes.
Once we were both naked, we came back together, facing each other on our sides. I kissed her gently, exploring her mouth thoroughly, recognizing that for once we had unlimited time with no toddler to interrupt us.
Pushing some hair back off her face, I looked into her endless honey eyes. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?"
She smiled softly. "Probably not as much as I love you." She threaded her fingers through my hair and pulled me back for another passionate kiss.
Our legs entwined as we continued kissing deeply, our bodies woven tightly together. "Remember our trip to Mexico?" I asked quietly as I peppered kisses all over her neck.
"How could I forget," she said breathlessly. "It's where you proposed." Her hands moved over my back and down to my ass, giving a good squeeze and causing me to grind into her.
"Well, I thought we could go back soon."
Her body froze and she pulled back, looking at me with surprise in her eyes. "Really? When?"
"Next week, for our anniversary. Rose, Em, Jazz and Alice are all coming."
"What about Mase?"
"My mom." I shrugged.
I waited nervously for her reaction. In the last five years, Bella had become so much better at letting me spoil her, but something as big as this was still dangerous territory.
Slowly, a smile spread across her face. "Have I ever told you that you're the best husband in the world?"
"I think I've heard that a time or two, but it's only because I have an amazing wife that I want to spoil," I responded, smiling back at her.
With a devilish glint in her eyes, she once again pushed me onto my back and perched herself over me. "I think I might need to give you a proper thank you."
Achingly slowly, she slid down my erection until I was fully buried inside of her wet heat. I groaned as she sat upright and began to swivel her hips, rocking back and forth just the way I liked it.
My hands rubbed around her belly for a bit before moving up to encase her enlarged breasts. God, I loved what pregnancy did to her. "You're so beautiful," I told her honestly.
Her movements deepened and became more forceful as she leaned over me and rested her hands on either side of my head for leverage. I took advantage of the position, sucking a breast into my mouth and biting gently on her nipple. She moaned and sped up as my hips began to buck into her from below.
"More," she begged, so I bit down again and pinched her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, rolling it around while my tongue laved over the one in my mouth. Switching sides, I repeated my actions until she was panting hard and I could feel her orgasm approaching.
I quickly sat up and grabbed her legs, pulling them around my waist. With one hand on the bed for leverage and one around her back, I began thrusting in earnest. She tossed her head back while I attacked her chest with my mouth again. I peppered kisses along her collarbone and across her décolletage until I reached a nipple. Drawing it into my mouth with my tongue, I waited until I felt her inner walls begin to flutter and then bit down hard.
"Oh, God … Edward!" she screamed as her orgasm took over.
Her grip on my hair tightened almost to the point of pain, but the feeling was nothing compared to the sensations coursing through me once my own pleasure spiked. I thrust hard a few more times as I emptied into her, her insides still clenching around me, milking me for everything I had.
We remained wrapped in each other as we came down from our mutual high. Eventually, I pulled Bella down next to me as we caught our breath.
"Mmm," Bella hummed. "I'm so glad I agreed to marry you in Mexico."
"Me too, baby." I pushed some hair off her face and tucked it behind her ear. "Every day, I'm thankful that you're my wife."
"I love you."
"Forever," I agreed.
A/N: When I started writing this story for the HEA contest, I had no idea if anyone would enjoy it. But, as I get ready to hit the "complete" button with this epilogue, I have over 1,000 reviews. You guys are the best! Thank you for all the love you've shown Bassward and Insecurella!
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