Chapter 52
The plane trip home is boring and after the excitement of flying first class wears off I settle down and realise how much this sucks. I'm uncomfortable and need to pee every five minutes because Edward insists I stay hydrated. Which means I have to use the horrible aeroplane toilets. Even in first class men still miss the toilet bowl when they pee. And the sound of the toilet flushing freaks me out. Flying is definitely not my thing. The food isn't great but it's better than nothing and I try to sleep as much as possible. The in flight entertainment is alright though so I make the most of that. However, Edward is busy typing away, getting things organised at work for his return, which means he doesn't use his. I can see the stress piling up and I really feel bad for him.
I manage to sleep for most of the flight thankfully and when we finally touch down in Seattle I just about cry tears of happiness. It feels so good to be home. Alice, Rosalie, Jasper and Emmett meet us at the airport, even though it's unbelievably early and we all drive home to Edwards place for the night. We say good bye to Esme and Carlisle and make plans to see them soon. I have to keep reminding myself that they live in the city and that we will see them soon. Sleep deprivation and pregnancy hormones make me very emotional and weepy, apparently.
When we walk through the front door I go straight to our room, with Edward right behind me. We quickly shower and then fall into bed, exhausted from the trip. It's the best nights sleep I've had in so long because I'm finally in my bed. When we wake up the next day everyone is still here, so we catch up and talk about our respective trips and make arrangements for our living situations. There is really no need for us all to be under one roof now and besides, we all want some time to live alone as couples, which is exactly what we do. Emmett and Rose and Alice and Jasper have already packed up their belongings and moved in with each other. Alice also informs me that she's moved her stuff out of our old apartment and tells me to do what I like with it.
One look at Edward and I know that he will stop paying the rent on it because there's no point in keeping it anymore. As promised Edward shows me the different houses he has and we decide for the time being to live at his house in The Highlands, specifically Highland Terrace. The houses on the street are all huge but Edward's is a more respectable size with a large swimming pool and beautiful green garden.
Two weeks after our return it's time for another appointment with my OB/GYN. Doctor Bree Tanner is sweet woman who came highly recommended online and didn't disappoint in person. She received and read through the information from Doctor Arone prior to our first appointment which meant she was completely up to date on the situation. She agreed that fortnightly appointments were a good idea for the foreseeable future and conducted a thorough exam, stating that she wanted to be able to write her own report on her own findings.
"I'm pleased to see you've gained some weight, Bella. Keep it up. You're about ten pounds away from your original weight. Any problems since I saw you last?" She asks the both of us.
"No nothing new. My morning sickness is still the same but manageable."
"Okay, well hopefully you start to see a decrease in it soon. I'll see you in two weeks then. The next time you're here you'll be four months along."
We head out and make our way to Edward's office. He's become incredibly protective since we got back and likes to have me close by if possible. He takes everything to heart, so when Doctor Tanner suggested I rest as much as possible and not be stressed about things he made sure I did just that. Much to Edward's delight my position at the cleaning company had been replaced so I couldn't go back to working there. Instead Edward suggested I come work for him, like he did so many months ago. Charlotte, his assistant, has had a lot to do over the last few months, especially since our return so I've been sorting through paper work. It's incredible how much builds up over a few months.
Charlotte and Edward both explain how they like their filing systems to work and then leave me to it. It's easy work and I'm happy to do it for now because it means I get more time with Edward. I mostly work on the floor in his office with paper surrounding me, even though there's a perfectly good desk in his office for me. Every now and then I stand up and put away what's been sorted before going back to my paper nest on the floor and starting on a new section.
Not only does it make Edward feel better by having me close by but it also means that he knows I'm eating. I started out working from our new home but it's not that I mean to skip meals, I just get caught up in what I'm doing whether it's working or reading or chatting with Alice or Rose or Esme. And it frustrated Edward to no end that I wasn't giving myself and the baby the nourishment we both needed. So he suggested I work in his office. We have lunch with each other everyday, so long as he isn't in a meeting and we sit on the couch and admire the view of the city from the top floor out of the large glass windows. It really is a beautiful way to spend lunch. Most of the time Edward's hand it on my stomach, rubbing away and talking to the baby softly. It really is such a beautiful sight.
We plan on telling his brothers, Rosalie and Alice in a few days and we're both incredibly excited to do it. We've got it all planned out and I know that as soon as we do it the girls will start helping with wedding plans and baby shower plans. Edward and I are hoping to be married in a few months, so we have a lot to do.
It's the end of another working week and I'm just about ready to go home. Edward is usually finished by six, and because I don't come in until around ten or eleven I stay until he does. It's been a very long week for him. Just about every day he's been stuck in meetings for hours at a time and I've missed working along side him. I push myself up from the floor and stretch my legs out. I'm so stiff and I wonder how long I'm going to be able to keep working like this. Maybe it's time to start using the desk. I walk around Edward's desk and stand behind him. He's finishing up a call with an overseas client and I can see how ready he is for it to be over.
I gently push into the muscles on his back with my thumbs and work my way up and down his neck, back and shoulders. I can feel the tension he holds there and I focus my ministration there. Edward leans forward a little and drops his head, giving me more room. I think he'd be moaning if he weren't on the phone.
Eventually he hangs up the phone and spins around, pulling me between his legs and planting his lips on mine. Before I even realise what's happening Edward lifts me off the ground and places me on his desk and stands between my legs. The skirt I'm wearing is loose and falls open but it's long though so not much is on display. Edward sits back down and rolls himself forward so that his face is level with my centre.
"I've imagined you here like this for so long." He says softly, running his hands along my calves and up my thighs, moving my skirt with them.
When it reaches my waist he stops and runs his nose up and down along my exposed panties.
"I've wanted you here so bad."
I'm speechless. Truely speechless at how erotic this is.
"Is the door locked?" I manage to force out.
"Yes." He states, encouraging me to lift my hips so that he can drag my panties off. He puts them in his pocket, "for safe keeping." He mumbles.
And then he's lapping at me with his whole tongue. Edward never does anything by halves and when eats me out it's exactly the same. He puts in 110% effort and his whole mouth gets involved. It doesn't take me long before I'm coming all over his tongue and screaming his name. He doesn't stop though and uses his fingers to draw another climax out of me. Only minutes later my back is arching off the desk and my fingers and pulling his head closer to me.
When he finally stops I hear his zipper being undone and then his pants dropping to the ground. There's no time for any more clothes to come off, we're both much to impatient and needy right now. We just want to be joined, clothes be damned. Edward thrusts into me hard and fast. I tightly grip the edge of the desk so that he doesn't thrust me off the other end and he throws both my legs over his shoulders.
"God, yes." He moans. "You always feel so good, baby. And you looks so fucking hot like this, on my desk."
I throw my head back at his words and enjoy the punishing rhythm. We're so good at this and I never want it to stop. Edward's thrusts began to hasten and I know he's chasing his release. I watch his facial expressions change and then his jaw drops and I feel him come inside of me. He moans my name, drawing it out until he's finished and then collapses back in his chair, pulling me with his as he falls back. He's still inside me and I love the feeling. We sit there for a moment, catching our breaths and then get up and right our clothes.
"Panties." I ask, holding out my hand.
"What panties?" Edward responds with a smirk.
"My panties, they're in your pocket."
"You mean these drenched panties?" He asks, holding them up. "I quite like them in my pocket."
He places them back where they were and I blush. I've never not worn panties before. He's such a perv sometimes. But I smile and thank God that I'm wearing a long, black skirt. We're heading home now anyway. What does it matter?
The whole way back to our house we stay connected, whether it's holding each others hands or resting a head on the others shoulder. And when we fall asleep that night Edward's hand softly cups the small roundness that's started to appear on my lower abdomen, softly tracing the skin and humming softly in my ear.
