A/N: Hey peeps. Sorry for the delay, I suck and RL has been spanking my ass hard lately. Sigh… Anyway, I have the next chapter started and hopefully it won't take me 19 days to write like this one did. Thanks to all of you who put up with my shit and continue to read and leave me wonderful reviews. I read and appreciate them all more than you will ever know. Please know that.
Thanks to my beta ladies, LovinRob and DannysMom. You're the peaches to my cream.
EPOV
"Guhhh..." I groan, rubbing my protruding belly. "I'm so fucking stuffed."
"True dat, brotha. True dat." Emmett groans, mimicking my belly rubbing.
"Every year, we do the same shit. We starve ourselves all day, salivating at the smells eminating from the kitchen only to stuff ourselves to the gills in a matter of minutes." Jasper says.
"I could go for pie right now, though." Emmett hums.
"Ughhh... Fuck that!" I groan.
"Yeah, what he said." Jasper says.
The girls come out of the kitchen all huddled together, giggling and whispering to eachother. They've been like this most of the day, stuck in their own little world.
"Swimsuits boys! We're going swimming." Alice tells us as she follows Rose and Bella up the stairs. Giggling.
"What the hell is up with them today?" I ask.
"Are they drunk?" Emmett asks.
"You know, I haven't seen one of them with a drink, besides water, all day." Jasper says.
"Hmmm..." I say. That's odd. The three of them never turn down an opportunity to drink.
"Alice mentioned something about eating healthier. Maybe the girls are following suit and they are cutting alcohol out of their diets as well." Jasper tells us.
"Could be, except Alice ate her own weight in mashed potatoes and gravy at dinner tonight." Emmett laughs.
"Well, she is your sister, Ham." I snicker.
We all bregrudgingly get up from our comfy spots on the couch and move to go get our trunks on. Emmett grabs a six pack from the fridge and we all head outside. The hot tub feels nice and I rest my head on the ledge, the tryptophan working its way through my system. The three of us sit in silence, nursing our cans of Modelo for what feels like hours.
"What the fuck are they doing up there?" Emmett whines.
"Who the fuck knows, painting eachother's toes and shaving their bikini lines." I suggest as a possibility.
"Hmmm, nah, my Rosie waxes her shit." Emmett offers.
"TMI, dude, TMI." Jasper says, shaking his head.
Emmett just shrugs. The sound of the sliding glass door causes us all to look in that direction. The three girls emerge from the house and yes, they are still giggling. They are dressed kind of weird too. They each have one of our button dress shirts on, not buttoned, but being held closed with their arms. What the hell is going on with these goofy girls?
"'Bout damn time. And why the fuck are you wearing shirts?" Emmett asks.
"Ready ladies?" Alice asks, bouncing on her toes.
"Ready." Rose and Bella say.
They all turn their backs to us and slip the shirts off their shoulders, dropping them to the flagstone. They lock their hands together and turn to face us. Besides being distracted by my wife's smoking hot body clad in a barely there gold bikini, I notice that she has a pretty elaborate drawing on her stomach. I study it some more and realize it's a portrait of some sort. It looks kind of like a baby with chaotic wisps of dark brown hair and green eyes. Under the picture is a date written in an elegant script, July 20, 2013. I cock my head at her, trying to figure out what this means. Why does she have our anniversary written on her stomach with a picture of a... Baby. My eyes widen as my muddled mind makes the connection.
"No shit?" I question and Bella nods and bites her bottom lip nervously.
I quickly lift myself out of the hot tub and pull her to me.
"A baby? We're having a baby?" I ask, grinning.
"Yes." She whispers.
I kiss her, long and hard, and squeeze her slight frame tightly against me. I pull back, resting my forehead against hers.
"I can't believe this! How? I mean, you took your pill religiously." I ask.
"You, my dear sweet husband must have super sperm." She says, giggling.
"Oh for the love of god! Really, Emmett." Rose yells.
We turn to them and see Emmett looking confused and Rosalie looking annoyed.
"I don't get it." He says, scratching his head. "They have their anniversary dates written on their stomachs. What significance does July 25th have for us?"
"You're so dumb sometimes." Rosalie huffs. "July 25th is the due date of your unborn child."
The look on Emmett's face is priceless. It's the biggest, goofiest grin I've seen on a dude his size and he squeals like a little girl. We all laugh at him as he clambers out of the hot tub and swings Rose around in his arms, kissing her anywhere his lips will reach.
"Marry me?" He asks.
"No." Rose says.
"What? For reals? Why not?" Emmett asks, crestfallen.
"I don't want you to marry me because I'm having your baby." Rose tells him.
"No! I've been waiting for the right time to ask you. In fact, wait here." Emmett says, rushing into the house.
He must have forgotten that he closed the glass slider behind him because when he comes barreling back out, he smacks right into the door. We all laugh riotously as we watch him try to pick his large frame up off the floor. He shakes his head and slides the door open and we all laugh again. Once he finally makes it back outside, a small line of blood dripping from his nose, he immediately drops to his knees in front of Rose.
"Marry me, Rosie Posie. Not because you're pregnant, which is fucking spectacular by the way, but because I love you and because I can't see my future without you in it. Please, marry me?" Emmett pleads.
"Of course I'll marry you, you big oaf." Rose says with tears dripping down her face.
After everyone has settled a bit, we take turns checking out the art on each of the girl's stomachs. Rose has a chubby little blonde haired boy with hazel eyes. Alice has a cherubic little girl with wavy black hair and blue eyes.
"Umm... Isn't it too soon to know what you're having?" I ask.
"It is, but I just have a feeling." Alice says knowingly.
We spend about 30 more minutes in the tub, talking about babies and super sperm and how beautiful our wives, and soon to be wives are, before heading back inside. We finish the evening off with huge slices of pumpkin pie topped off with even huger piles of whipped cream. Alice then sends us all home with a pile of leftovers and let me tell you, I'm really looking forward to some hot open faced turkey sandwiches with all the fixings, piled high with stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy and canned cranberry sauce. Yum.
~SNF~
The next day, after gorging myself on my fucking awesome turkey sandwich for breakfast, I grab Emmett from his apartment and head towards Jasper's place. Alice is sitting at the counter, eating pumpkin pie straight out of the pie plate and putting dollops of whipped cream on each bite she takes. Jasper just stares on with a wistful expression on his face.
"You're gonna get fat, baby sis." Emmett tells her.
"Shut the fuck up!" She screeches, flinging a forkful of pie at him and completely missing, splattering the wall behind him instead. "Now look what you made me do!"
"Ok then. I'll be in the car." I say, slipping out the door.
A few minutes later, Jasper and Emmett join me and we head to Barnes and Noble. On Black Friday. We must be insane! We spend approximately two hours in the baby book section stocking up on all the books we can get our hands on.
"Dude!" Jasper exclaims, nose shoved into a book, "Did you know our babies are roughly the size of a chocolate sprinkle right now?"
"Sweet! Get this," Emmett says, "It says a woman's sex drive has been known to increase during pregnancy."
"Holy shit! It says that during the 6th week the fetus will have a tail and flippers. Am I having a baby or a fish?" I say, slightly freaked out by the image I'm conjuring up in my head.
After waiting in a massive line for over an hour, we finally make it to the register and dump our arm fulls of books on the counter. The elderly clerk, Sylvia, starts to ring us up.
"A baby, how exciting. Which one of you is expecting?" She asks.
"We all are!" Emmett practically shouts, slinging his arms over mine and Jasper's shoulders.
"Oh my. Well that certainly makes things interesting. Are your wives close?" Sylvia asks.
"The closest." I say.
"Good luck with that." Sweet Sylvia snorts.
$286.73 later we are out the door. Emmett and I drop Jasper off at his house before heading to our apartments. Once we are parked, Emmett gleefully skips to his apartment with all his books clutched to his chest.
"Later, bro!" He yells.
"Yeah, later." I respond, swinging the green bag in my hand.
Upon entering the apartment I see Bella passed out on the couch. Cupcakes Wars is on the TV and she's curled up with a can of Piroulines and jar of Nutella. She's wearing a black cami and some plain grey cotton boy shorts. She has no makeup on and her hair is a tangled mess. And she has Nutella smeared on her cheek. Of three things I'm certain; one, she looks beautiful, two, the cravings have definitely kicked in already, and three, I have never been happier than am I am right now, in this moment.
A/N: So, what did you think about how the girls broke the news? And can't you just picture these boys in the baby section of Barnes and Noble? Heeheehee. Alright, we're winding down now with this crew, three more regular chapters and an epi to go. Hugs and kisses to you all. See you soon.