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Naked Saturdays and Baby Time

BPOV

"Do you have to go into work tonight?" I asked as I lazily traced the hairs across Edward's chest.

"I know I was supposed to have tonight off, but Tanya has been really ill with her morning sickness this week. I would feel really bad if she threw up in a patient. I don't want to go in, but we are all trying to chip in to help while she is out."

I hated that my husband was responsible for picking up the loose ends for her. I mean, I felt kind of sorry for the fact that she got knocked up by a man-whore, but she still had a job to do.

"What time do you have to leave?"

"Not for another six hours, so that leaves us, oh…..four hours to spend naked in this bed."

"I smiled against his chest and kissed him softly as he ran his palm down the exposed skin on my back."

I was really looking forward to the naked Saturday that I was promised earlier in the week, but I guess that naked Saturday morning would have to suffice.

As I began to kiss my way up to Edward's neck, his stomach growled loudly and I laughed lightly as he clasped his hand over his abdomen.

"I guess you will need food before we continue anything," I pouted as Edward sat up and reached over the side of the bed for his boxers.

"Well, I will need nutrients if you insist on keeping me prisoner in the bed, Bella."

I sat up as well, cradling the sheets over my bare chest as I shot him a dirty look.

"If I recall correctly, naked Saturday was your idea. Something about making my fertility window count."

He chuckled as he walked over to my dresser and pulled open the third drawer down. He pulled out a pair of worn boxers - ones that had once been his in college - and a t-shirt and then threw them at me.

"Put on some clothes woman and then get your ass downstairs and make me breakfast."

I growled at him as he walked out the door, but I threw my clothing on and followed him down the stairs.

Bailey was curled up in the corner of the couch, sleeping, as usual, and she popped her head up and groaned as we passed by on our way into the kitchen.

"So if it's naked Saturday, then why are we wearing clothing?" Edward asked as he leaned into the fridge and pulled out the orange juice.

"Because bacon grease stings, and my lady parts do not need to be burned. Besides, you are the one that tossed me clothing."

He laughed at me as he reached over my head and into the cabinet where the glasses were, before he poured us each a glass of orange juice.

"So what did you have in mind?" I asked as I stepped around him and surveyed the contents of the refrigerator.

"Um….," he said tapping his chin. "French toast?"

I nodded and pulled out the eggs and milk, before I reached into the cabinet above the fridge and pulled out the vanilla, nutmeg and cinnamon.

Edward's breakfast specialty was making waffles, but I think that was just because he liked using the professional Belgian waffle iron that we had received as a wedding present.

If we had any other type of breakfast foods, I had to cook, because he burned things. For someone who was paid to cut people open and be good with his hands, it amazed me how sidetracked he could get in a kitchen.

As I mixed up the eggs and spices, Edward pulled down the bread from the pantry, along with the powdered sugar.

It was nice working in the kitchen together; he always seemed to anticipate what I needed. He was known to cook dinner every once and a while, but for the most part, he was just happy to help me cook.

I was happy that we had been able to settle back into our relationship so easily. The stress from the past several months had faded away, and we were us again. The talking was easy, me talking about how caught up Alice had become in her new relationship, the information I had squeezed out of Jacob regarding his new relationship with Nessie, and Edward talked about the hospital gossip, including the name the daddy baby drama that Tanya had gotten herself into.

James had yet to reappear at Couture, and I had a feeling that she was getting antsy to hear from Alice. I still didn't know exactly why we volunteered to hook her up with baby daddy candidate B, but who was I to question Alice's motives. I had a feeling it stemmed from her desire to make James as uncomfortable as possible.

Alice had been a little off since Thursday. She hadn't heard from Jasper and was going through every worst case scenario possible. I knew that there had to be a reason for his being MIA, and I planned on asking Rose about it when I went to their house this afternoon.

We sat out on the back patio and ate our breakfast while we watched Bailey chasing birds. One day, she would be chasing our children around. That was enough to make me feel wistful.

"What's wrong, love?" Edward asked as he reached over to take my hand.

"Just thinking."

"About?"

"The future. What it will be like when we do have children."

He smiled as he brought my hand to his lips and placed a kiss on my fingers. "It'll happen, just give it time. Anyways, I'm not sure that we are done trying yet."

"Oh really?" I asked as I quirked an eyebrow up at him.

"Yup," he chuckled. "Now get your ass in bed and you better be naked by the time I get up there or there will be consequences."

I jumped up and ran for the sliding glass door as he cleared the plates from the table.

He growled and smacked me on the ass playfully as I passed him, and I yelped before I sprinted in the door, pulling off my clothing once I was inside.

By the time I reached the stairs, I was struggling to pull my shorts off, and I could hear Edward closing the door to the dishwasher.

I ran up the stairs, only tripping over myself once as I tried to pull a sock off, and by the time I reached the bedroom door, I was only in my underwear.

I didn't hear Edward catch up with me, so when he plowed into me from behind, knocking me into the bed, I squealed loudly.

He was laughing uncontrollably at my unladylike noise, and tickling my sides as he pinned me to the mattress.

When his lips started to move along the side of my neck, and I felt a very hard part of his anatomy pressing against my lower back through his boxer shorts, I moaned into the sheets.

"You like that?" he asked as he pressed his hardness into me again and moved his hands up to the sides of my breasts.

I grumbled into the sheets as he continued to tease me, and when his hand connected with the exposed skin on the back of my thigh, I shrieked again, causing him to press into me harder.

"I thought I told you to be naked," he growled in my ear as he spanked me again.

I whimpered against the sheets as he held me down and began to rub his palm along where his hand had connected with me. I honestly thought he was just joking when he said he was going to punish me, but damn, this was kinda hot.

Edward placed both of his hands on either side on my head and pushed himself up from the bed.

I heard the rustling of clothing, and then I was being rolled over as he pulled my panties down my legs.

He sat me up at the edge of the bed and knelt between my legs, his hips level with mine, his cock pointing directly to where I wanted it.

"God you're fucking hot," he growled as he pulled my hips to the very edge of the bed and leaned forward to take a nipple in his hot mouth.

I propped myself up with my arms stretched to the bed behind me and threw my head back as he continued to lick and suck at my chest. I squeezed my thighs against his hips as I tried to create any type of friction that would relieve the tension in between my legs.

"Oh god," I moaned as I felt him deliberately rub his hardened length against my lower lips. He was trying to drive me insane, and it was working.

"So wet," he growled as he thrust his hips forward and the tip of him slid into me.

I moaned as I clenched my eyes shut, waiting for him to move.

He grunted and thrust his hips again, sliding fully inside of me. He brought his hand to rest on the small of my back and began slow pulling out of me, only to thrust back in quickly.

I felt little jolts of pleasure run through my body each time he was buried inside of me to the hilt and I began moaning as he sped up the movements of his hips.

When Edward leaned forward and captured one of my nipples with his teeth, I cried out as my muscles began spasming around him.

Edward slid out of me and scooted me further up the bed as he climbed in and settled himself against the headboard.

"Come here," he commanded as he reached his hands out towards me.

I laced my fingers with his and climbed onto his lap, straddling his still hard cock.

As I slid down onto him, he threw his head back against the padding on the headboard and moaned.

I began to rock myself on his lap as he moved his hands to hold tightly onto my hips.

Setting a fast rhythm, I began bouncing on top of him, moaning loudly as I felt another orgasm approaching. He was so hard inside of me and the friction from rubbing up against his pelvis was mind-numbing.

Edward grabbed both of my butt cheeks in his hands and began to rock me faster on top of him as he thrust his hips up from the bed.

As I began to come around him again, he spanked me, causing me to bounce forcefully down on him.

"Oh god…..yes," I moaned as I finished coming for the second time, and my head dropped to Edward's shoulder as he continued to thrust up into me.

"Oh fuck," he groaned as I felt him pulse inside of me, and after a few more forceful thrusts he called out my name and came inside of me.

We sat there panting, our heads nestled together, as we came down from our highs, and I kissed all the exposed skin on the side of Edward's neck that I could reach.

He ran his hands along the skin on my back, taking in deep breaths as his face was buried in my hair.

"I think I need a nap," he sighed as he held onto my hips and began to slide himself down the bed.

I pulled myself off him and curled up into his side as we settled against the pillows. I absentmindedly nodded my head as his breathing began to even out.

Edward was right, naked Saturday really was fun……

***

"Wake up sleepyhead," a deep velvety voice cooed in my ear.

"Noooo," I whined as I rolled over and buried my head into the pillow next to my head.

I could hear a soft chuckling noise as Edward began to draw his fingers up my spine. I squirmed under his touch and groaned into the pillow before I rolled back over.

"You suck," I growled as I looked over to the side of the bed. Edward was already dressed for work, and I pouted as he knelt down beside me to kiss me on the forehead.

"No, love, I'm pretty sure that you are the one that sucks in this family."

I glared at him as I reached behind me to grab his pillow. I swung it over my head and hit him in the side of his as he erupted into full blown laughter.

"Yeah, well you are never gonna know if I suck again if you don't leave me alone," I growled.

"Come on Bells, you know Rose is expecting you."

"Ahhhh," I moaned as I pulled Edward's pillow over my face.

"You get to go play with your adorable little nephew," he taunted as I heard him stand back up and move towards the bathroom.

"Fine, fine, I'll get up."

"I love you," he said sweetly as I sat up on the edge of the bed.

"I love you, too," I replied as I stood up and made my trek to the bathroom, still naked.

"I think you should spend all your time at home naked," he said as he leaned over to kiss me on the cheek as I passed him.

"You just like my boobs."

"I'm not gonna lie."

He followed me into the bathroom as I stopped at the sink and tried to tame my hair. He reached over and started the shower as he stepped behind me and placed his hands on the countertop on either side of me.

"I'll probably be home late, but call me when you get back home and leave me a message."

I nodded as he leaned forward to kiss the side of my mouth.

He walked out of the bathroom and I pouted when I realized that he probably wasn't going to be home until tomorrow morning. I hated it when he worked all night, and I hoped that once he was a resident he could have a more stable schedule.

I pulled myself into the shower and washed myself before I attempted to tame my frightening hair. I hated that it always turned into a rat's nest, but there was really nothing I could do to stop it, short of chopping off all my hair. Not that the thought hadn't crossed my mind, but Edward loved my hair, so I could never do that.

Once I had tamed the 'nest' and gotten dressed, it was already after noon, and I hurried to finish getting things picked up around the house before I headed over to Rose's.

Em was supposedly out golfing all afternoon with friends from his firm, so I was sure that he was going to be gone until tonight. They always ended up only playing nine holes and skipping out to go drink in the clubhouse of the country club they all belonged to.

I was somewhat happy that Edward didn't have time to golf, because my brother would no doubt love to keep him away from me on the weekends to have another buddy to drink with.

Rose was once an avid golfer as well, but since Evan had come along, she spent her weekends elbow deep in baby fluids.

My phone buzzing from my nightstand alerted me to my tardiness, and I rushed over to answer it. I didn't even need to look at the caller ID to know who it was.

"I'm getting ready to walk out the door right now, Rose," I said as I jogged down the stairs and reached for my purse, balancing my phone on my shoulder with my cheek.

"I know, but I need you to do me a huge favor. Can you stop and pick up some diapers for me? Em was supposed to get them, but he keeps getting the toddler size instead. Please stop and get the infant size, but not the newborn size. Oh god, you are such a life saver Bells, thanks!"

She didn't even take a breath, and then hung up before I could even answer, but I guess I could just chalk that up to Rose being well, Rose.

The ride to the Target that was halfway between our houses was uneventful. The road was filled with the normal Saturday afternoon errand runs that were so common in the suburbs. Minivans holding soccer moms and their hyper little spawn, pickup trucks full of mulch, even though it was November.

I had never realized how much I actually liked living outside of the city before. I had always considered living in the burbs as a housewife as a chore, but now that I was gainfully employed and happy again, I actually found myself being less disgruntled.

Maybe Alice's recent bouts with intense happiness were rubbing off on me. It was bizarre. I hadn't remembered feeling this happy since the week before my wedding. Although, tired was more a feeling I had during that time as well, Alice was working me to the bone with last minute preparations. I could only shudder to think about what a bridezilla she would be someday.

Wandering down the aisles at Target brought me back to the day several months ago when I had literally run into Jacob. A time when I was unhappy, before I got pregnant, before shit hit the fan in my marriage, back when I was still unaware of him and Alice, before Evan, before Jasper. My life had changed drastically in those few months, and luckily it was for the better.

I was overwhelmed by the selection of diapers that I found. I could totally understand now why my brother was incapable of picking out the right ones. There were boxes and bags of them all over the place. Ones with comfort tapes, ones with leak guards, there were even ones for swimming. I had no idea that there were this many types of diapers.

And I thought buying the right kind of pads was hard….

After reading through the descriptions, I finally found one for infants between ten and twenty pounds, and prayed that it was the right kind. I didn't think that Evan was much more than thirteen or fourteen pounds now, but I honestly had no idea.

I pulled the pack of diapers off the shelf and walked towards the end of the aisle, only to come into contact with something solid.

"We have to stop meeting like this Bells," Jacob laughed as he grabbed my arm to keep me from falling. "Although you didn't try to take me out with laundry detergent this time, so I should count myself lucky."

I heard a feminine laugh from behind him and raised an eyebrow in question. Jacob stepped to the side and revealed Nessie with a cart full of what looked like home decorating items.

"Re-decorating?" I asked, humor very evident in my voice.

"Well, uh," he said scratching the back of his neck as he reached over and place his hand on top of where Nessie's was resting on the cart handle. "She thought my condo was too sterile, so we are picking out some new stuff."

I smiled knowingly and nodded at him as I casually swung the bag of diapers from the little plastic handle on the top.

"Diapers?"

"Rose," I said simply and he nodded.

"I'm taking it she's got her hands full with the mini Em."

"Yup, the big Em is out golfing, and I am going over there to hang out since Edward is at work till tomorrow."

At mentioning Edward, Nessie smiled warmly and actually said something.

"Has he heard back about where they are matching him yet?"

"I don't know, honestly. He hasn't mentioned anything, but I think he will probably be placed somewhere in Seattle, at least we are hoping that he is."

She nodded thoughtfully and then looked up at Jacob who was watching her intently. I felt like I was intruding on a private moment. They had only been dating for a few weeks, but I could tell that it was serious from the looks they were giving each other.

"Well, I should probably get going. Rose is probably wandering where I am with the baby poop catchers…."

"Oh, yeah," Jacob said quickly, coming out of his Vanessa induced coma. "We should all go do something sometime."

"Yeah, I'll talk to Edward. I am sure that he would love to go out to dinner with you two."

We quickly said our goodbyes and I headed off towards the checkouts.

I briefly tried to call Alice to let her know about seeing them together, she was just as curious about Jacob's new relationship status as I was, but she wasn't answering her phone.

When I got to Rosalie and Emmett's house, I was surprised that Rose's BMW was not in the garage, well there was a BMW, but it wasn't the candy apple red convertible that had been there before.

Rose must have finally given in and bought a baby friendly car.

I pulled the diapers out of the trunk of the Volvo and headed for the front door, with the teddy bear I had bought months ago tucked under my arm. I had almost forgotten that he had been stowed in the trunk after everything went down at the hospital.

"Rose?" I called when I walked through the door in the garage that led into the kitchen.

"Up here," she called from somewhere upstairs. I could hear it echo through the grand entryway.

I dodged the various items of baby paraphernalia that had scattered themselves around the main floor and climbed to the top of the stairs.

I could only hope that when I had children I could keep my house this clean. Other than some scattered toys, and a little bouncy chair, the house was relatively clean….until……I stepped into the master bedroom.

The bed was haphazardly covered by a tangle of sheets and the comforter. Emmett's clothes were all over the floor inside of his closet, and Rose's closet look like a bomb went off inside of it. There were tissues and bottle parts along with some pump looking thing on one of the nightstands, and it smelled like my brother hadn't showered in a week.

"Rose?" I said quietly as I heard splashing coming from the master bathroom.

"Yeah Bells, in here, I'm giving him a bath," she said softly, her voice then dropping into a coo I could tell was not aimed at me. "Yes we are little man. You threw up nasty shit all over yourself and needed a bath. Yes you did."

I had never pegged Rose to by the type that would go for baby talk, but as I walked into the bathroom and witnessed her sitting on the edge of the whirlpool tub tugging on a tiny pale foot, I could tell she was under the spell of her son.

The bathroom counter looked scary as well, and when I looked at Rose I had to fight not to gasp. I had never seen her look less than perfect with the exception of when I was rushing her to the hospital when she went into labor.

Her blonde hair was thrown into a lopsided ponytail. She was wearing sweatpants with a UW logo up the leg that I didn't even know that she owned, and what looked like one of her maternity t-shirts.

Baby clothes covered in some chalky white substance were thrown on the floor at the foot of the tub and Evan was sitting in his little baby bath chair with a shit eating grin on his face. He had just recently begun smiling, and Em had talked my ear off on the phone about how cute it was.

"Um, can I help you with anything?" I asked as I shifted from foot to foot in the doorway, swinging the bag of diapers.

"Yeah, can you go to the nursery and drop those off. I also need a onesie and some pants for this little man. Anything short-sleeved will be fine. We boxed up all the larger clothes, so anything in the dresser is fair game."

"Ok, I'll be right back," I said practically sprinting from the master suite.

Evan's room was fairly clean, with the exception of a few plush toys on top of a blanket on the floor.

I put the bag of diapers up on the changing station and went about trying to find some clothes for Evan.

The top drawer was filled with extra linens and little tiny socks, so I grabbed a pair and moved to the next drawer.

I pulled out a little blue onesie that said 'Momma's Boy' and a pair of yellow knit pants with a duck patch on the hip. I knew that it didn't necessarily match, but at this point, the little guy just needed non baby gooed clothing.

When I got back to the master bath, Rose had him wrapped in a tiny yellow towel that had a duck head on it and was patting his back as he rested against her shoulder.

"Thanks Bells, just put them on the counter and I will get him dressed. You can go get something to drink from the kitchen if you want, I'll be down in a few minutes."

Rosalie being maternal was a sight to behold. I never would have pegged her for the doting motherly type, but underneath her hard as nails exterior, she really was a softie like Em.

I made my way back down to the kitchen, pulled a bottle of water out of it and settled into a stool at the breakfast bar. I hadn't been around their house much since he was born, but I knew that I needed to remedy that. It had hurt to look at him after the miscarriage, but I knew that I couldn't punish my nephew with my grief.

Other than the stupid black cast that was still on my wrist, there wasn't really a whole lot left that was tying me to that dark time a little over a month and and half ago, and for that I was happy.

I would always probably wonder about what it might have been like if I didn't lose the baby, but I knew that would go away with time.

"Hey," Rose said as she carried Evan into the kitchen, clad in his clean clothing. His tiny little feet now covered with little white socks.

There is something about tiny little clothing that just made you want to go 'awww'.

She slowly handed Evan over to me, and settled a cloth over my shoulder as I cradled him against my chest.

"His tummy had been a little upset today, so he might throw up on you, be prepared."

I placed my hand on the back of his tiny head while cradling him to my shoulder with my other hand around his little bottom.

"You look tired, do you want to go take a shower or something?" I offered as Rose grabbed an apple out of a bowl on the kitchen island.

"I guess. I didn't really have time to shower before Em left this morning. Are you sure you don't mind watching him alone for a little while?"

"Nope, we'll be just fine. I'll take him into the den to watch TV with me."

"Ok, just let me know if he gets fussy, he will probably conk out anytime now."

I nodded as Rose swiftly turned from the kitchen and practically ran for the stairs.

I could handle an infant for a half hour. No Problem.

***

A half hour later, Rose walked back down the stairs looking more like the Rose that I had spent time with over the past several years. Her hair was perfectly curled and she was wearing a pair of form fitting jeans with a tight long-sleeved red top on.

Evan was curled up against my chest sleeping soundly, and I was happy that he had only had one run in with the burping rag on my shoulder. He was fussy for like ten minutes, whimpering, but after I stood up and bounced him a little, he fell right asleep against my chest, his little hand holding my t-shirt tightly.

I was sure that I had probably gotten off easy as far as what he was capable of, but I was handling it without freaking out and that was all that mattered. I could handle a baby. Well, at least I hoped I could.

"Was he good for you?" she asked as she pulled her sleeping infant out of my arms and placed him into a little bassinet in the corner of the den. She covered him up with a blanket and then came to join me on the couch.

"He was fine, a little whiny, but he calmed down and fell asleep."

"Good, sometimes he is an angel, and sometimes I wonder why I even let your brother near me with his dick."

I snorted at her confession, and then shuddered, because I had no desire to think about my brother's dick.

Eww.

"So, I know that you probably don't want to discuss how ridiculously smitten Alice is with your brother, but, do you know what is up with him?"

"What do you mean?"

"I guess that he has gone MIA. Alice hasn't heard from him in two days and is kind of freaking out. She thinks it has something to do with the she-bitch being a part of the shoot, but I think it's kinda strange he just all of a sudden stopped talking to her."

Rosalie grabbed her phone from the coffee table and punched out a text, I'm assuming to Jasper.

"I'll find out. That is kind of strange. I'll call Claudia and see if she knows anything."

Rose quietly called her step-mother and asked her if she knew where Jasper was. She didn't say anything about Alice, but she just said that she had been trying to get ahold of him.

"I don't know, she hasn't heard from him since Thursday either. She said she was going to contact his agent and see what's up with him. He is normally really good about keeping in contact with her since he is all over the place. She worries about him."

"I didn't mean to freak you guys out, I was just wandering if you had heard from him. Alice has the tendency to get a little dramatic at times. Hopefully Claudia can get ahold of him."

"Yeah," Rose said thoughtfully as Evan cried out from where he had been sleeping.

She went upstairs to change him and I texted Alice to let her know that Claudia was going to try to find out what was up with Jasper.

The whole thing was kind of strange, but I was sure that there was a perfectly logical explanation for it.

Rose and I spent the rest of the afternoon watching bad TV and gossiping about what had been going on in our lives. The Tanya baby daddy scandal had entertained her to no end. Although I think she secretly hoped that James had nothing to do with it. She had always despised James and tried to stay away from mentioning him as much as possible.

Somehow, I fell asleep on the couch after we ate pizza for dinner. Rose had already put Evan down for the night, and was curled up on the other end of the sofa.

***

"Bells, wake up," a deep voice pleaded in my ear as I was being lifted from the couch by two very large arms.

"Huh?" I mumbled as I looked up at my brother who was carrying me up the stairs towards the guest bedroom.

"Hey, you guys fell asleep. I'm just taking you to the guest bedroom. Do you need to be up early for anything?"

I shook my head as he lowered me to the bed and covered me up.

"Night Bells," he said as he kissed me on the forehead and pulled the covers over my shoulders.

"Night Em," I mumbled and then fell back asleep.

***

"Bella, you need to wake up."

I groaned and covered my head with my arm as I tried to block my eyes from the sun streaming through the curtains.

"Seriously Bells, I am not fucking around. Get up."

I shot up as Rose's tone of voice pulled me out of my sleep and looked over to see her eyes red and puffy.

"Oh god, what's wrong?" I asked as I pulled myself up beside where she was sitting beside my bed.

"It's Jazz. We need to go talk to Alice. Get dressed. I'll fill you in when we are in the car."

A/N: I know, another cliffie, we are evil, but rest assured, the next APOV will go up tomorrow.

Hope you enjoyed some more baby making crazy sex with B/E and L loved Rose cooing curse words at Evan.

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