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September 3rd, 2009...The Devil Wears Armani is published. Seven months later, on March 6th, 2010...The Devil Wears Armani is coming to an end. This is extremely difficult. I love so much this story...it will always be in my heart and in your, hopefully. I never thought the departing will make me cry, but here I am...with tears in my eyes as I write this.
A thanks to everyone that stuck around for those months, you are all amazing!
It's a very long last chapter, which contains both Edward and Bella's points of view.
EPOV
2010
The concert around here was Anthony's wailing at the most ungodly hours of the night. I jumped up and almost fell off the bed as I heard him crying again.
Bella moaned and put the pillow over her ears. "Wh' can't ee leep?" she mumbled.
"I'll go get him. Sleep." I whispered, removed the pillow from her face and kissed her forehead.
As I entered Anthony's room, he was screaming so loud I was afraid he'd break the windows. "Shh I'm here. You don't have to wake up everyone." I took him in my arms and he relaxed, only fidgeting and whimpering.
I switched the light on and got a new diaper. I hated to do this; I always ended up peed on. I should pay more attention to Bella when she's changing him.
I took off the stinky one and cleaned him with wet towels, put powder and as I opened the new diaper…it happened again!
"Oh no, you didn't!" I groaned and wiped my chin and neck with my sleeve.
"When will learn, Edward?" Bella asked softly from the doorway.
"How do you do it?" I moaned, taking a wet towel and rubbing my skin, grossed out by the pee.
"Keep the old diaper on him!" she smiled and cleaned him again then put the new diaper on. "There, you're clean." She cooed and kissed Anthony's cheek. "Go back to bed, you are going to work in the morning." She told me as she sat on the rocking chair and had him attached to her breast.
"Yeah…" I sighed and turned to our room. I shrugged the pajama top off and threw it away disgusted then got in bed, falling back asleep.
"Daddy?...Daddy, wake up." I could hear Lizzy, but I was so tired I couldn't even open my eyes. "Daddy!" she shook my shoulder.
With great effort, I opened an eye and watched her blurry form. "Huh?"
"It's morning! I'm hungry and Mommy is sleeping."
"Aha" I wasn't very articulate this morning. I stumbled out of the bed and in bathroom where I splashed cold water on my face, hoping it will wake me up.
When I made it to the kitchen, Lizzy had taken the milk carton out and was climbing on a chair to get the cereals.
"Lizzy! What have I told you?" I asked loudly. I took her in my arms and put her down.
"I was hungry." She mumbled.
"I told you to wait for Mommy or me, never climb a chair!"
"I'm sorry."
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, picked her cereals and started the coffee.
"Make it strong." I heard Bella say as she entered the kitchen. She plopped on a chair and I heard a bang. "Damn it." she groaned.
I turned to see what happened. Her head had fallen on the table and she sent the spoon on the floor in the process.
I took the carton of milk to put in the mugs, only to find it empty. I went to the fridge and took out a bottle of milk.
"No milk for me and one of sugar. I need to stay awake." Bella whispered from my left, startling me.
"Okay." I gave her the mug and started pouring milk in mine.
"Ehh Edward…"
I took a gulp of my coffee, "What?" It had a different taste.
"It's…" Bella whispered amused, "honey…you just put breast milk in your coffee."
I sputtered on my next gulp and spit it in the sink. I fought the urge to rub my tongue. "And you just tell me?"
"I didn't see what you took." She laughed.
"Fantastic! How can he like this…yuck!" I groaned and eyed my ruined coffee.
"I'll make you another one while you go change." Bella offered, still giggling at me.
"Thanks." I whispered and made my way to our room to change.
Everything happened in a dazed state of mind those days. I had forgotten what a good night's sleep meant or what a Saturday sleep-in was.
After I got dressed and went back to the kitchen, Bella handed Anthony, who had woken up, to me. "Burp him as I pour your coffee in the mug."
"I'm ready!" Lizzy announced as she bounced in the kitchen. I envied her for sleeping the whole night. "Urgh…yuck!"
"What, sweetie?" I asked, turning to her. She pointed to Anthony.
I turned to see what had he done. He had thrown up on my shoulder. "Bella! Get him."
"I'm bus- oh, you patted him to heavy."
I bit my tongue not to say what I did or I'd angry her and shrugged the jacket off, took my phone and keys from it then stirred Lizzy out of the house.
"Don't you want your coffee?" Bella yelled after me.
"I'll get it." Lizzy offered.
"Thanks." I sighed and bumped my head on the steering wheel, honking in the process.
By the time I made it to my office, half of the coffee was gone and I was still asleep.
I was almost visualizing myself longed on the couch and sleeping for another hour. My plans were ruined when I stepped out of the elevator. Angela accosted me, talking too loudly about too many things.
"Wait! Stop. Is it pressing?"
"Yes! They can't find the pictures of the new…" she kept on and on.
"I need a strong coffee." I muttered to Tanya as I pushed Angela in my office where I fell on my chair. It was so comfortable and soft, I could sway in it and it was lulling me sleep.
"Did you hear me, Mr. Cullen?" Angela asked anxiously.
My eyes snapped open. "Ehh not really."
"I'll send Emmett to explain it better." She said and left.
I drowned my coffee and managed to fall asleep. I was aware of my door opening and closing, but I said whomever was would go seeing me asleep.
"Oh my God! Is that shoe cream on your face?" I jumped off the chair, touching my face scared. I glared at Emmett when I felt nothing.
"Fuck you! I was sleeping." I groaned and slumped back on the chair.
"Any lower and you'd get under the desk." He laughed.
"I'm tired. Say what you want and leave."
He told me what Angela had tried to tell me. About the pictures that they couldn't find.
"Has any of you thought of asking Jacob?" I yawned.
"Oh…"
I shook my head and put my head on the armrest. "Now, go, find him…get the pictures and leave me alone." I mumbled.
"I told you it's tough to be a daddy." Emmett snickered.
"It's amazing! I'm peed on, puked on, and to make it all better! Bella keeps her breast milk in the fridge!" I moaned.
"That's classic! Breast milk in the coffee?" he asked.
"Of course. It was gross."
"I wouldn't know. I never tried." He said proudly.
"Just go before I hurt you."
"Like you have the strength to move!" he chuckled and left. I went back to sleep.
***
2015
"Here I thought you wanted a good night's sleep." Bella teased me as we came back from Carlie's room after feeding and changing her.
"It's not like we planned this." I muttered and fell on the bed. "We can always put Lizzy to do it. She's older."
Bella laughed. "I'd love to see that happening."
***
2022
"Mommy!" Carlie came wailing in our room.
I huffed annoyed; here I thought we'd be alone for five minutes. I had missed Bella, being on a conference last weekend and this week I had been busy at work, so yes, I needed time with my wife.
Bella kissed me once more then separated and turned from me just in time for Carlie to jump in her arms.
"What happened, honey?"
"Anthony told me that my teeth will fall!" she hiccupped and cleaned her nose with her sleeve.
"Well, it will happen soon. This one is moving, right?" Bella whispered gently only to send Carlie wailing some more.
"He told me I'll be toothless! I don't want the teeth to fall! I don't want any fairy to get them from me!" I chuckled under my breath making Bella throw me a look. I know that I was supposed to be helping and convincing our daughter that her teeth will grow back, but Anthony never ceased to amaze me, just like his mother.
"I'll go talk with him." I offered.
"I better not find you discussing the Bulls when I come to check if you punished him in consequence." Bella hissed, narrowing her eyes at me.
"He likes basketball and I, like a good father, had to explain to him-" I started explaining, looking innocently at her.
"Edward!"
"OK, OK. I'm going to tell him it's not nice what he did." I grinned.
"What did she ever do to you, huh?" Lizzy yelled from down the hall.
"Bad Tony." Carlie hiccupped making me laugh again.
"Say it! I know you want to say it!" Anthony's voice drifted to us.
"You insufferable, little…JERK!" Lizzy yelled. "She WAS white!"
I bit on my cheek to keep the chuckles in, knowing Anthony had put coal on Delilah, yet again.
"I swear, I was a good kid." Bella muttered and glared draggers at me. I smirked as Anthony's voice approached our bedroom. His tactic when he was afraid of Lizzy's wrath. "Say it, worm!" I cringed. We had this discussion once, I didn't want it again. Once he found out there was the word 'bookworm', he associated it with Lizzy and called her a worm constantly driving her crazy. That is another story, which I don't want to remember right now.
"I hate you! I wish I was an only child!" Lizzy snarled and I heard a crash. Bella jumped up alarmed and I went to the door.
"You broke it!" Anthony cried. I reached him to see what had happened. They were at the top of the stairs and he was clutching his wrist. "Dad!" he turned to me. I crouched down and inspected his hand. It was swelling.
"Lizzy!" I groaned.
"I saved him! He was going to fall down the stairs! He twisted his hand, because he is an idiot!" she told me stiffly, but I could see she was worried.
"You're lucky Grandpa is working the night shift, buddy." I said to Anthony.
"Nooo! I need glue!" All of us turned to Carlie that had started crying harder than before, clutching something in her hand, blood dripping from her mouth.
"It's the first one!" I said proudly.
"That's so great. Let's go put it under your pillow as Daddy gets your brother to the hospital." Bella said grinned and wiping the blood with her hand.
"I tugged on it. I shouldn't have." Carlie mumbled, hiccupping.
I went to the hospital with Anthony and found Carlisle making his rounds.
"What did you do now, young man?"
"Lizzy broke my arm."
I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Can you cast it?" I asked and gripped Anthony's shoulder as he found a chair and started climbing on it.
"Sure, let's go." Carlisle motioned for us to follow him.
As Carlisle cleaned his hands, he turned to me. "I told Esme not to be happy because it's a boy. He is just like you."
"I was good." I smirked and turned to Anthony who had found a marker and was dragging lines on the new cast. Carlisle raised an eyebrow at me and I shrugged.
***
Same year - later
BPOV
"Shh let her sleep." I was grateful to whoever said that. I couldn't pay attention to voices, I was too tired.
The door closed and I snuggled better under the covers just when Jake jumped on top of me. I moaned and turned over, hoping to sleep more. He didn't let me.
I opened an eye and saw him drooling on Edward's pillow. Oh no! "Don't, Jake!" I whispered. He barked and licked me once. I must admit, I had missed this way to wake up.
I made my way to the kitchen and was surprised to see Esme there, trying to feed Anthony fruits and being slapped away.
"What have I told you about hitting people?" I asked making my presence known.
He jumped visibly and turned pink, a curse he got from me.
"Good morning, dear. You look tired. Why don't you sleep a few more hours?" Esme asked kindly.
"I have to send some emails and give a few phone calls and I can't possibly let you in charge of this madness." I told her as I poured some coffee in a mug.
"I love being here, in the middle of the madness." She laughed as we watched the bunny jump on the table and right in Carlie's cereal bowl. How long do bunnies live? He was getting on my nerves, as sweet as he was, but I was sick of stepping in his pee or find coal on the white carpet in front of the fireplace or find more plush out of the couch.
"What were you saying?" I asked, taking him from the bowl and going straight to the bathroom. After I washed him, I put him in a towel on the bed and went to get my mug of coffee and come back to my laptop.
"Bella, I've talked with Carlisle…" Oh, I know where this was going to. "I'm taking them for the weekend, starting this evening." Esme told me sternly, giving me no room to deny her.
"Oh Esme, you know I don't like this!" I groaned.
"You need to spend time with Edward. Alone." She insisted. "When is the last time you two talked?"
"Yesterday, at work-"
"Not work stuff! Just you and him. Huh?" I didn't have an answer for that one. "I thought so and don't, for a second, worry about the age."
I blushed, realizing where she was heading to. "Really, Esme! Our first priority is the children!"
"And you need a break! Don't argue." She said in a final tone. "Carlisle talked with Edward who agreed. This weekend is yours."
"Thank you." I whispered to her. She dismissed me with a hand and went to pack for the weekend. I went to our room to find Lizzy on the edge of the bed, biting her lip.
"I'm not going to Grandma. I have plans with Amy." She whispered.
"Does Esme know?"
"I told her. Can I go to Amy?"
"Of course, honey." She brightened and big smile came on her lips. Amy, huh? She has never been this happy to have sleepovers, for what I knew, she hated them just as much as me. "You should get the camera Daddy gave you and take many photos and then show us how much fun you had."
Panic crossed her face and she looked at me scared. "Eh sure."
I sat next to her and took her hand in mine. "You're not really going to Amy, are you?"
"I…eh…not really. Don't tell Daddy!"
"Is it Tim?" I asked, sure of this. She had been close to him since they were kids.
"Tim is my best friend. No…it's not him." This surprised me and changed things. I trusted Tim, I knew him very well.
"Who?"
"A boy." She whispered.
"Do we know him?" I asked her, seeing that is how I'll get answers of her.
"I don't know. I don't think so." She whispered. "Look Mom, I promise to be good. Dylan is good." She rushed out, hoping I'd still let her go.
"Why did you want to lie to us?"
"I knew you won't let me go. You know, I still remember what Daddy told me all those years ago about not getting out of house until thirty and not being with a boy unless he is close by." She watched me carefully. "Was Grandpa Charlie like this?"
"I must admit that I went a hell lot to Alice in my senior year." I smiled knowingly.
"You were seeing a boy, right?" Who was asking questions, here? Her or me?
"Yes, but I shouldn't have lied or hid it from him. He was happy when he found out. Maybe because he was best friend with his father…and they had both complotted for us to get together. Not like it lasted much." I finished bitterly remembering the concert night when Jake had surprised me here and then had told me about his 'slip' and then dared to ask me to move in with him and to marry him!
Lizzy was lost in her thoughts and I was in mine until I realized that Edward won't accept this and he will be mad at me when he found out that I knew and he didn't.
"Lizzy, when were you planning on going?"
"I am to meet Dylan at six around the corner." She grinned. Like a true teenager, sneaking around.
"It's best to call him and tell him to come over. I'll talk with and prepare Edward so he won't go berserk, but he has a right to know about this." I said in my best stern voice.
"Not so soon, please!" Lizzy almost screamed and jumped in my arms. "He will kill him! No, please. Give it some time."
"Lizzy, I'm not the best liar in the world and I hate to lie to Edward. And, as parents we have a right to meet the boy you go out with." She turned red and sighed defeated.
"Okay. I'll call him." She whispered.
"Good. And I'll call Edward." I smiled to her. I know how she felt, but I won't let her do this, not even for a few weeks. She left the room quietly and I started what I had to do, but my mind was still on this.
Je t'aime, je t'aime
Comme un fou comme un soldat
Comme une star de cinéma
Je t'aime, je t'aime
Comme un loup comme un roi
Comme un homme que je ne suis pas
Tu vois, je t'aime comme ça
I jumped as my phone started ringing. Edward had insisted for me to put this ringtone five years ago in Paris at the presentation.
"Hey!" I answered when I found the phone.
"…nk and ten blue. Bella, hello. No, not that!" He was adorable when he was multitasking.
"What is it?" I asked, wondering why he called when he was busy.
"Eh? Right. I talked with Carlisle." He told me distracted, still muttering to someone instructions.
"I know. Esme is here. There's something I have to tell you." Now, how do I tell him this?
"Wait a second." He muttered to me. "Tell her I want the pink one even if she hates it! I don't care." A door closed and Edward sighed. "You were saying?"
"Is your new model picky?" I giggled.
"You have no idea. What did you want to tell me?"
"Are you home by six?"
"I hope so. We'll have to disappoint Esme and Carlisle, but all I want to do is sleep." He chuckled.
"I know, me too. Edward…try to be home at six. Lizzy is brining a friend over." I said slowly.
"Weren't we supposed to be alone?" he asked confused.
"We will be. She's having a sleep over and I told her we'd like to meet her friend."
"She's going to Amy. We know Amy." He insisted. Innocent, sweet Edward. I giggled to myself.
"Not really." I whispered.
"Shit!" I wondered what had he done. "I put the coffee on me. Tell me, you are kidding!" he groaned.
I didn't have the heart to tease him about the coffee, but my mouth still said it. "Should I come over and dry you?"
"Bella!" he moaned. "Now, don't change the subject!"
"What should I tell you? Yes, it's a boy. And he isn't Tim."
"You've got be kidding!" he repeated.
"Edward! She's seventeen! It was to be expected!" I sighed.
"I'm finishing quickly here and then I'm home. An hour, maybe two." He said urgently.
"Okay. We'll talk then. Love you."
"Love you more." He chuckled and hung up.
I finished what I had to do and then went to see how Esme was. I found her in Anthony's room, looking at a photo.
"They are handsome, there." I whispered with a lump in my throat.
She turned to me, teary eyed. "They are. Carlisle barely had time for this. I'm glad Edward is taking free time to spend it with the kids." She choked, looking lovingly at the picture.
I had taken that photo a few years ago when Edward installed a basketball court in our backyard for Anthony. They were both dressed in jerseys and shorts, a ball between them.
"I know how it is when a parent doesn't have time." I whispered, remembering Charlie's extended work hours or fishing trips with Billy.
"Oh honey!" Esme came to me and wrapped her arms around me. "I'm sorry, it's just wonderful to see how happy you two are." She whispered.
"I have to thank Alice for getting me in the mess that ended up with me as Edward's assistant." I chuckled and took the picture in my hand, caressing it with the back of my hand. I remember, I've never felt so turned on by sweaty Edward as that day. When he had returned to our room, later that evening, I simply attacked him in the shower.
"Alice and fate." Esme said knowingly. "Now, I'll take my grandkids and go." She said teasingly.
I followed her downstairs where Lizzy was on her duty as a big sister to make sure they were dressed accordingly and with they shoes put on correctly.
"Now, be good for Grandma and Grandpa, okay?" I asked taking both of them in a big hug. I always hated when I had to be away from them for more than a few hours.
"We're good. Always." Anthony said smugly. "Right, sis?"
Carlie didn't hear him, having a problem with her new almost-to-fall tooth. I kissed them and earned a disgusted look from Anthony who scrubbed his face where I had kissed him.
"Yuck!" he muttered.
"Bye, Mommy! Bye, Lizzy!" Carlie said brightly, remembering about us then going back to feeling her tooth.
"Make sure, he doesn't tease her about it, again." I begged Esme, remembering the fiasco from her first fallen tooth.
"Of course, honey. Bye, Lizzy." She said softly and hugged her then stirred Anthony and Carlie to her car.
When they made it to the car, Anthony turned to me, grinning. "Tell Dad, I did it!" Then he jumped in the car without further explanations. What had he done, now?
I closed the door and turned to Lizzy who was watching me apprehensively. "I talked with Daddy. He is coming earlier-" I heard a honk from outside and then the unmistakably screech of Carlie's voice. We opened the door just in time to see the small girl jumping in Edward's arms who staggered back against his car.
"Tell me, I wasn't like that!" Lizzy groaned looking exasperated at her sister.
"You were good. You had your days, but generally, you were behaving unlike those two." I told her as we watched Anthony running full speed to Edward shouting that he did it. Did what, again? I was really curious.
"He looks funny with them attached to him." Lizzy laughed.
"You used to stay attached to him, too. Don't you remember?" She merely shrugged.
Esme honked, attracting their attention. Only then, did Edward put them down and stirred them to the other car.
"Run!" I whispered to Lizzy.
"He won't be really mad, right?" she asked fearfully.
"We'll see. He seems in a good mood."
"Then, I'm not running." She said seriously. When Edward turned to us, he grinned as his eyes met mine then his jabbed a finger at Lizzy and frowned, advancing to us.
"Okay, I'm running."' She giggled and rushed away.
Edward raised an eyebrow when he reached me then wrapped me in his arms. "Missed you, love." He breathed in my ear sending shivers down my spine. I think, I'll never get used to him so close to me. I hugged him tightly, snuggling my head in his chest. "What's it with Liz?"
"I told her to run." I giggled and leaned my head back so I could see him. His green eyes widened and then narrowed at me.
"Why? Are you on her side? It is unacceptable what she wants to do."
"Be glad she admitted what she was doing." I whispered and moved us from the doorway.
"Elizabeth! Get down here!" Edward shouted.
"Edward, calm down, really. I used to do the same thing. At least, she told us the truth from the beginning." I admitted.
"What?" he hissed, his eyes darting to the stairs then to my eyes.
"Charlie thought I was spending my nights with Alice when in truth, I was with Jake somewhere, alone." I whispered.
"How did Charlie react when he found out?" he asked, frowning. "Wait. He did find out, right?"
"Of course. We were watching 'Miami Ink' on the couch, in my house, snuggled up when he came home, earlier than he should have. He grumbled, 'Should have known' then threatened Jake and then he disappeared upstairs." I laughed, remembering how scared we had been.
"Hmph" Came Edward's reply. Lizzy hadn't come and this seemed to aggravate him.
"Let's seat and take a breath." I encouraged him. I didn't want something to happen to him while he was so angry.
"I bought pizza. It's in the car." He turned to me and muttered.
"I'll get it; you go, change and relax. We'll talk with Lizzy, together."
"Sure."
Two large steaming pizzas were on the passenger seat. As I closed the door of the car, I heard a car park close to me. Had they forgotten something? I wondered and turned to it.
I didn't recognize the car. Was it six, already?
Lizzy's blurring form rushed out of the house with Jake, barking after her. The fool must have thought she was playing. She wrenched the door open and leaned inside, whispering something to the boy in the car. His head turned to me and he nodded solemnly then turned to her and said something back.
I realized I had to move. I was still next to Edward's car, gaping in their direction. As I entered the house, Edward was coming downstairs.
"I saw the car." He grumbled and went to the doorway. "Inside, now!" he ordered and didn't move from the doorway until Lizzy and Dylan were making their way to the house.
I put the boxes on the coffee table and went to the door, hoping he won't cause a scene. They were scared enough as it was.
As they entered the house, Edward opened his mouth and I swiftly stepped on his foot. "Let's go, find plates." I said loudly and dragged him in the kitchen.
"What the hell, Bella? Have you seen how-"
"Shut up!" His eyes widened and he quieted. "Will be behave when we go back? We can talk nicely and see if he is good by his way he talks, by his thoughts. Please, Edward. I don't want a scene. I know how much you love Lizzy, but you have to let her be a teenager. Let her grow up." I whispered, cupping his cheek and stroking it with my thumb. Edward melted in my hand and rubbed his cheek to my palm.
"Okay. I'll be good. But at the first sign of weakness, he is dead." He threatened making me laugh.
I grabbed four plated, paper tissues and my jealous' husband hand then started to the living room.
Lizzy was on the couch, close to her friend, frowning and running her finger over a fresh bruise on his cheek.
"He's good, huh?" Edward muttered to me.
I put the plates down, making them jump apart. He got up and with a confident air, came to Edward, his hand up to shake. "I'm Dylan Dane, sir."
Edward watched the hand then his face and finally shook it. "Edward Cullen." He said in his best guarded voice.
Then, Dylan turned to me. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Cullen. Lizzy's been talking highly of you." He seemed like a charming young man.
"Bella, please. I'm not that old." I corrected him.
He seemed scared for a second then said, "Yes, madam."
We sat down and the tension could be cut with an axe, not knife.
"What happened to your face?" My not very subtle husband asked bluntly, taking a slice of pizza and biting nonchalantly as if he was talking about the weather.
"A small argument." Dylan answered making Lizzy scowl and mutter under her breath. Dylan turned to her and watched her intently.
"A one hell of an argument. Do you get in a lot of arguments?" Edward continued his interrogatory making me sigh in defeat and slump next to him on the loveseat. I shrugged apologetically to Lizzy who was panicked at the turn the conversation was taking.
"When it-"
"He doesn't! It was just this one time!" Lizzy jumped in the conversation, glaring at Dylan. Was he really fighting often?
"Why don't you let him answer, Lizzy?" Edward asked, his eyes never leaving Dylan's bruised face.
"Jim-"
"No!"
"Jim," Dylan continued louder, covering Lizzy's protests. "And his friends aren't the best out there. They like to make fun of girls or tease them, one way or another. They said some bad things about Liz the other day and I tried to ignore them, but today I just couldn't stop." He finished angrily.
"Why don't we know about this?" Edward asked enraged.
"Because, I didn't want you to know! I hate to come running to Mommy and Daddy when the big bad boys do something to annoy me!" she sniffled.
"What had they said? What had they done to you?"
"They're harmless! Like writing stuff on my locker, blocking my way, saying nonsense. What they do to every other girl!"
"It's not like that! You don't know what they are talking about in the locker room!" Dylan told her.
"Can I have a word with you, in private?" I realized it was for the best to let Edward and Dylan alone, right then. He won't hurt the kid, because he realized he was taking care of his little girl.
"It will be okay." I whispered to Lizzy. And it was okay. They came back, half an hour later, laughing at something, making my and Lizzy's jaws hit the floor.
"Have you packed, Lizzy?" Edward asked impatiently. Lizzy nodded mutely. "Why don't you go and help her? And do try to avoid the puddles." He chuckled and patted Dylan's back.
"What happened in the kitchen? So I want to know?" I asked astonished as I watched them ascend the stairs.
"We just share the same feelings about Lizzy. He's a good kid, Bella." He told me as if I had been the one against him. I'd think he was cracked if I hadn't known him better.
"Okay, honey. I'm very glad you are getting along." I said happily and hugged him.
"And when he stepped in a puddle, he looked freaked out." He chortled. As if knowing we were talking about him, Toulouse appeared from somewhere.
"Oh you know what he did today?" I groaned. At Edward's curious gaze, I explained the incident from this morning with the cereal bowl.
"Really, my precious bunny? Did you want some cereal?" Unbelievable! I hoped he will be equally upset, but no! The bunny did no wrong in Edward's eyes.
"Sometimes, I wish Charlotte would have kept him." I muttered.
"No!" he almost shouted and hugged the poor thing to his chest as if I wanted to truly get him from him. Toulouse squirmed and squeaked, trying to get free. Hadn't he learnt after all those years that once in Edward's arms he wasn't getting away too soon?
"We're done." Lizzy announced us between fits of laughter.
"Not funny!" Dylan groaned and went to put his shoes on.
"Pink suits you, man!" Edward chuckled.
That's when I saw it, too. Dylan was wearing some of Lizzy's pink socks. He looked hilarious.
"Now, be good and call us at least once." I told her as I hugged her.
"When do I have to call?" she sighed.
"Whenever you want." I told her.
"Not too late or too early. We may be too busy to answer the phone." Edward said smugly. And just like that, I had another Ally McBeal episode, imagining how it will feel to kill my husband with a crowbar!
I don't know who was redder, me, Lizzy or Dylan. Edward seemed unfazed by any of this, his grin still in place.
After they left, I breathed a sigh of relief and started upstairs.
"Where are you going, my lovely wife?" he whispered in my neck, wrapping his arms around me.
"I want a bath." I moaned as he kissed my neck softly.
"Mind if I join you?"
"Terribly! You always put water on the tile and I have clean after you."
"If you'll stay on your knees when you clean, I may make it pleasurable." He chuckled, making my stomach muscles coil in anticipation.
I moaned and leaned my head on his shoulder, his mouth came on mine and he simply ate my mouth, I could feel his growing arousal in my back and couldn't help but buckle my ass in him. Before I could comprehend what happened, I was over his shoulder and on my way to the bathroom. We didn't make it that far, because my eager hands cupped his ass and he groaned, stumbling on the stairs and we fell down in a tangled mess.
"Shit! Are you alright?" he asked, rubbing his knee.
"You alleviated my fall. What about you?"
"Good as new. Come here." And like that, I was in his arms again, kissing him with all my might. My hands made their way to his messy hair and my hips kept rocking with his. In a matter of second, our clothes were thrown aside, material tearing and buttons popping, just like in the good old days.
"Get up." Edward said sternly and soon, I found myself facing the banister, his hands on my hips, massaging my ass, tracing my spine. "How did I live for so long with you?" he moaned and touched a finger to my wet pussy. "Damn. Just as hot and wet as I remember. Is it just as tight, too?" He whispered in my ear.
"Find out for yourself." I said over my shoulder, grinning as his eyes widened.
"My little minx." He breathed on my face, kissing my lips as he guided himself in me. I yelled out when he started filling me. It was so good!
"Have…I hurt…you?" he gasped in my back.
"No! Don't you dare, stop!"
He didn't stop. He pressed me more firmly in the banister and stared pounding in me as if his life was depending on it. I hadn't thought he was still able to be so harsh, considering he had long stopped his routinely hour of exercises. Maybe the evenings spent with Anthony in the backyard were saying their word in this. Anyway, I loved that he was still able to hold it together like this.
His chest pressed on my back as he started twitching inside me, sometime later. "Love you." He grunted and his whole weight fell on me. His hands found mine on the banister and squeezed. "Bath? I could use one, now."
"You think?" I giggled and we trudged our way to the bathroom, stopping every few seconds and kissing and groping like a couple of horny teenagers left home alone.
"Argh! It's too hot!" I wailed and took my toe out of the water.
Edward readjusted the temperature and then I joined him. I simply lay on his chest, letting the water soak me and relax me. Edward's curious fingers started roaming my body, letting trails of fire in their wake.
"Could I wash you?" he whispered. I simply nodded, too relaxed to even talk. I could have fallen asleep.
When I felt the particular tightness in my stomach, I started paying attention to Edward.
"What are you doing?" I inquired. Wasn't it enough earlier?
"You need better scrubbing here, love. You're awfully dirty."
Oh, the little tease! Two could play a game. "And you are awfully rude." I announced him seriously. His fingers stilled.
"How so? Is it too soon? Should I let you rest?" he asked worriedly and turned me in his arms, searching my eyes.
I cracked a grin and looked down to his full erection then I leaned to his ear. "It's rude to point." I whispered sexily, or so I hoped. Before he grasped what I said, I was on my feet and turned to get out of the tub. I didn't make it out.
Edward pulled me down and somehow, I ended up on him, with his deep inside me. We both moaned loudly at the unrepentant situation.
"I'll show you pointing, minx." He murmured and took a strong hold of my hips then started moving his, fast. I wasn't in control of the sounds that were coming out of my mouth, I was aware only of my pussy and his cock assaulting it. I dug my nails in his shoulders and threw my head back, moaning with wild abandon, happy I could scream for once.
"Yes, let go, love. Let go." Edward groaned and rose, laying me on my back, almost getting my heand under the water which caused me to giggle. The giggle that rocked my body worked magic on our bounded bodies and soon I was mostly under the water as he pounded in me. I was taking big gulps of air when I was surfacing only to let them out under the water and make tiny bubbles.
"Beeeellllaaaa" I know he was close when he moaned. I took a hold of the edges of the tub and got up, wrapping my arms around him. We both exploded at this new angle. I laid my forehead on his neck, breathing fast. When a shiver ran through me, Edward chuckled.
"Let me get some towels." He got up and stepped out of the tub only to disappear from the view.
"Edward?" I asked panicked and looked down where he was laying on his back and laughing mirthfully. "Are you okay?" I continued and scrambled up to go see if he hit his head. I only managed to fall on top of him.
"I guess, I should start listening to you. Not so much water in the tub and definitely no more bubbles." He chuckled.
"You mean, I am right about something and you are wrong?" I asked proudly.
"Nope. I'm still always right."
We dried and put two fluffy bath robes on us.
We settled in front of the TV with a carton of ice cream between us and a spoon.
"Tom and Jerry?" I asked unable to stop the surprise in my voice.
"It's classic. Now, shut up." Edward pushed spoonful of ice cream in my mouth. I melted it slowly, eyeing the TV. Was this his plan? To watch cartoons?
I opened my mouth to ask why 'Tom and Jerry' when he pushed another spoonful in my mouth. I wasn't allowed to talk until the end of the movie which meant almost twenty cartoons. I managed to fall asleep by the end, I was bored of cartoons, I had seen too many in the past few years.
"Bed?" I heard Edward whisper.
"Uh huh" I answered, but didn't move. So he carried me upstairs and I fell asleep as soon I was in the bed.
I woke up hours later to something soft touching my neck and tickling me. I slapped it away and jerked awake when my palm made contact with Edward's cheek. My eyes widened and I saw him watching me amused, nestled between my legs with a boyish grin on his face.
We were alone. I realized. I didn't have to go check on the kids. WE WERE ALONE! I attacked him as the realization settled in. He flew backwards and watched me confused. I grinned and straddled his hips. He had taken our bath robes away and didn't bother to put anything but the covers over us, so we were naked. Easier for me.
I kissed him slowly, savoring him then I kissed his cheek trying to say 'I'm sorry'. I descended on his neck and chest and he moaned approvingly when I bit on his nipple then I continued down and I felt his muscles rippling under my touch until I arrived where I wanted. To Edward Junior.
I hadn't done this in years, but now seemed like a good time. I licked him once to show him what I wanted to do and his long moan showed me I had his approval. I engulfed most of him in my mouth and started sucking and licking as I stroked his balls with my right hand. Edward's hands went to my hair and soon he started moving his hips, moaning under me.
"S-stoop." He groaned a few minutes later. I shot up frightened I had hurt him. "I want to come in you." He rasped and raised me him, implanting me on his swollen member. "Shit."
I watched as he clenched his teeth, squeezed his eyes, all the signs that he was holding in.
His thumb flicked my clit and I couldn't stop the orgasm that ripped through me. A second later I felt him twitching inside me and as he rode his orgasm, I had another one. I fell on top of him, spent.
"Now, this is a nice 'good morning'." Edward said hoarsely in my ear, trying to regulate his breathing.
"I'm sorry about earlier." I mumbled in his neck. "I'm not used to that."
"We fell out of practice. Now, promise me something." Edward said seriously and turned my head so I could see his eyes. "Let's never go so long without doing this."
"I agree. I missed you." I grinned and pecked his lips.
"Breakfast? My treat? You're not cooking this weekend." Edward whispered and took my lips in another kiss.
"Are you asking me out? Aren't you doing this backwards?"
"I guess, I am." He shrugged and started kissing down my neck.
"Breakfast or lunch?" I asked, because at this rate, we'll have lunch.
"Breakfast." He whispered and moved out of the bed.
As I got dressed, I caught a glimpse of the clock. 9 AM.
"When did you wake me?" I asked confused. Maybe the clock wasn't right.
"Seven. It was your fault. You talked and started rubbing your ass on me." Edward said innocently.
I followed him downstairs and stopped him to put food for the animals, at least, before going out.
"I'll be in the car." He announced me and got out of the house.
He waited for me at my door, leaning against it, grinning, just like years ago.
We went to Starbucks and I couldn't help the giggles that escaped me.
"Something amusing, Mrs. Cullen?" Edward asked cheekily as he held his hand for me to get out of the car.
"I was just remembering a coffee I had some time ago…" I mused and looked him in the eye. He averted his gaze, but the grin was still on his face.
"I figured out how to use my own devices since then." He muttered.
"Oh, you know how to use your devices very well." I teased him making his head jerk in my direction, eyes wide.
"Why, aren't you a little tease, love?"
"Me? Never, honey."
We sat down on a coach and Edward put an arm around me, snuggling me to his side.
"Have we ever gone on a date?" he whispered in my ear.
"Once or twice, maybe." I whispered back and turned to him, kissing him. He cupped my cheek and held me close. "We should check on Lizzy." Edward hummed against my lips but sneaked his tongue in my mouth. We continued like this for a few minutes until I stopped and got the phone from my bag.
"Oh come on. She's sleeping." Edward groaned.
"How do you know? It's almost ten." I asked as I pressed Lizzy's button on speed dial.
"Hello?" she asked breathlessly.
"Liz? Hello, honey."
"Oh ohh hey, Mom." I didn't want to begin to think of what was distracting her.
"How are you?"
"Oh I just woke up." She explained in the same distracted voice. "Don't touch-" she exclaimed, a second later a yelp was heard in the background. "That." She sighed.
"What happened?" I asked worried.
"I made pancakes and he took a freshly made pancake in his hand and bit on it!" she explained exasperated.
As I explained what to do about the burn, Edward closed the almost inexistent space between us and started nuzzling my ear. I hung up with Lizzy, shortly after that. "She's fine." I told him.
He hummed and bit my earlobe. His hand moving under my dress and in a fast movement touched my pussy. I moaned before I could catch myself, luckily no one paid attention.
"Edward." I hissed. He only seemed encouraged and slipped his fingers under my knickers and started rubbing me. My eyes rolled in my head and my mouth opened. I buried my face in his neck and bit on his shirt as he pressed his fingers on my slit, a finger inserted in me, gathering moisture then furiously rubbing me again. My back arched and my teeth sank in his skin through the shirt as I came.
When I raised my head, the cocky idiot was licking his finger smirking at me. I snatched my coffee cup and got up on shaky legs and marched out of the shop.
I reached the car and Edward appeared behind me, pressing me in my door. "Why did you go?" he asked hoarsely, his hips moving unconsciously in my ass, his arousal evident.
"You're a jerk." I hissed and squirmed, trying to move away.
"You've told me this before." He said quietly, breathing in my ear and making me shiver.
"With good reason, too."
"Let's go back home." He whispered and opened my door then went to his door.
I decided to have some fun with him. Edward was frowning and squirming in his seat as we were caught in traffic jam, muttering profanities under his breath.
I leaned over to him, a hand on his thigh, my lip on his ear, licking, sucking. He sucked in a breath and swore again.
"What can I do, love?" I whispered seductively, flicking his eat with my tongue.
"Oh fuck…wait. We'll get home." He was so sure of that. I was sure that this jam will last some time.
My hand cupped him and squeezed. "Bellaaa" he groaned loudly.
"What hurts, sweetheart?" I asked quietly.
Edward whimpered and lifted his hips, rubbing his hard cock on my palm, his fingers gripping the steering wheel.
"If you don't tell me, I don't know how to help you." I said, my grin widening.
"My dick." He said through gritted teeth, his hips almost convulsing against my hand.
"What about it?" I asked sweetly and squeezed him again.
His breath came out as a hiss through his teeth. "I want you to…" he panted and pressed the brake again, almost sending me in his window.
"What should I do?" I whispered in his ear, my fingers playing with the zipper of his pants.
"Suucck" he moaned as I licked his neck. I continued to tease him and sucked on his pulse point.
"Here?"
"Lower." I sucked on his shirt close to his left nipple. "Oh shit…you're gonna kill me." He moaned loudly and squirmed again.
"That's not my intention. What about here?" I asked again and lifted his shirt, licking his abs making the muscles there constrict.
"I can't belieeeveee iiit!" he shouted and moved the car further.
"What can't you believe?" I asked distracted, momentarily forgetting about my game. I was fascinated by his stomach muscles.
"You're gonna make me come like a teenager before you even touch me." Edward blamed me and readjusted himself, moaning as he touched his engorged cock.
I swatted his hand away and decided he had had enough teasing. I unzipped the zipper and his cock sprang free.
"You're a naughty little boy." I commented as I ran my index finger over his shaft.
"Fucck, Bella. I need your mouth." He sounded desperate.
I licked him once and before I could tease him further, his hands were in my hair and he was shoving his erection in my mouth. As the car stopped abruptly again, he touched my throat and I moaned, balancing my hands on his hips and bobbing my head with his harsh help. He had never acted like this, but I guess he had reached his limit of teasing from my part. I really liked this part of him.
All too soon for my pleasure, he came deep in my throat, shouting, screaming and slamming his fist in the steering wheel, honking.
His hands cupped my cheeks and he raised my head watching me apprehensively. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" Edward whispered worriedly.
"No." I assured and took in our surroundings, we had somehow made in home and in the garage.
Edward smashed his lips to mine. "I love you, Bella." He said fervently and hugging me closely.
"I love you, too." I whispered.
We got out of the car and I found myself on the Camaro's hood, my knickers in shreds in Edward's hands and Edward grinning at me.
"Here?" I asked surprised.
"It's been on my mind for some time. You and the Camaro. What a lovely sight." He appreciated and continued to undress me then made quick work of his clothes.
"You don't seem to think straight. We may hurt the car." I whispered as he opened my legs and licked his lips.
"What a lovely way to go. Poor Camaro." He cooed and patted the hood next to my hip.
Without further comments, Edward buried himself deep inside me, his knee on the hood, hands on either side of my head.
"Ahhh ohhh"
"Yes!"
He kept slamming in me, my feet almost feel from the hood and I wrapped one around his waist and put the other on the tire. I had to admit that this one hell of a fuck. Edward's perspiration was falling my chest and face as he kept his maddening pace.
As we came, a crack was heard in the air and then Edward's fist contacting with the hood as he howled.
When we finally found our limbs and moved away to assert the damage, I wished I hadn't agreed to this. There was a big dent in the side of the car, two big dents on the hood and the protection bar above the tire was cracked in a few places. We had managed to kill his favorite car.
"Well at least nothing is on the floor." Edward whispered just when the protection bar fell making us laugh.
"What a way to go, right?" I giggled.
"Correct, my love. What a way to go." His eyes shone and a mischievous smile came on his face. "How attached are you to your car?"
"Don't even think!" I screamed and glanced my car, thinking of a way to protect my baby.
"Oh well…what about the Volvo? We need the Jaguar for work."
"What about the bed?" I challenged his suddenly destructive nature.
"That's boring." He groaned.
For the rest of the weekend we found places we hadn't used before and it had been the best weekend of my life. The Volvo survived barely, losing only a side mirror, but I can't say the same about the couch or his piano. Edward had been really upset when he realized what had happened with the piano. He muttered something about French pianos being more resistant, I really didn't want to know the story behind that.
Monday we were late for work, oversleeping because of the exhaustion and I was walking funny the whole day.
Everything was perfect; we had never gone longer than a few days without making time for us. Lizzy was happy with Dylan and Edward had a new best friend. Who would have thought of that? I found out what Anthony had done when he told Edward that 'he did it', he had asked a girl in his class to a date and I realized how fast he was growing up. Carlie was still preoccupied by her falling teeth but soon when she realized they were growing back, she was her usual cheerful self again.
I had realized a dream I never thought I had it. I had three amazing children, the best of friends in the world and thank God for grandparents that live close by. Oh and the two dogs and a bunny. Big, happy family.
And how could I forget? A wonderful husband that I loved very much and who loved more, or so he insisted.
THE END
This time, it's really the end. I managed to finish it.
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