DISCLAIMER: Stephanie Meyer owns all things Twilight... but I own Anthony. Aww

THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO: Meztli14. Congratulations on your new nephew!!

-BPOV-

We did end up going to go get hot chocolate after we were done at the park. We went to the dinner that Charlie and I used to go to all the time.

It was chilly outside and the hot chocolate was wonderful but I had my suspicions that the new daddy just wanted to show off the baby a bit. I on the other hand was a little nervous after my last public outing with my new son.

My eyes flickered over the small dinner quickly as we entered, scanning for anyone that might cause us some trouble. Thankfully I didn't spot anyone, except Mike Newton sitting on a bar stool at the counter drinking a malt. I didn't think he would give us any trouble though, not after his last "disscussion" with Edward.

I know Edward saw him too but he completely ignored him, putting a hand on my lower back to guide me to a table in the back while keeping a tight hold on Anthony with the other.

"Bella!" Becky enthused, giving me a warm smile as she got a pen and pad out of her apron pocket.

"How are you Hun?" She asked, chatting happily. "I haven't seen you since..."

Her eyes flickered to Edward, who was holding Anthony in his lap.

"Since your baby shower I suppose." She smiled wide.

Edward smiled radiantly and looked down at Anthony, playing with his little fingers.

"Your dad was in a couple of days ago." She mentioned, turning her attention back to me for a moment. But she couldn't keep her eyes away from Anthony for too long. I completely understood. My baby was utterly adorable if I did say so myself.

"He mentioned you had had the little one."

I smiled, nodding.

"He's a little over a week old." I notified her.

"One week and three days." Edward added, shotting me a grin.

Becky laughed.

"Don't laugh." I chided her teasingly. "He probably knowns the exact hours and minutes as well."

Edward scoffed, rolling his eyes, before looking back down at Anthony.

"Oh, Leave him alone." Becky said and I looked at her with an amused expression.

She winked.

"He's just a proud new daddy."

Edward didn't look back up but I saw his cheeks lift so I knew he was smiling.

"And with reason." She added, still gazing at Anthony who was now yawning wide. "Charlie just couldn't stop talking about him when he was here the other day and now I see why."

"He's simply precious you two."

"My dad was talking about him?" I asked.

She looked to me and nodded.

"Oh yes." She said. "He likes to pretend he's apathetic but he was quite the proud grandpa when he was here."

I smiled softly and for the first time since I had started staying with the Cullen's I had a pang of missing my dear old dad.

"So what can I get for you two?" She asked, changing the subject, but I saw her spare another soft smile at the picturesque father/son image in front of her.

"Bella?" Edward asked, motioning for me to go first.

We had originally came for hot chocolate but now that we were here, where the warm aroma of fresh backed pie wafted around me, I was hungry.

"I'll take the hamburger and french fies." I said. "And hot chocolate."

Becky nodded, writing down my order on the pad quickly and then looking towards Edward.

"That sounds good." he said. "I'll have the same, but I want marshmallows in my hot chocolate please."

He smiled like a child asking for seconds on dessert. She laughed lightly, writing it down.

"It'll be right out." She said, walking away.

Edward smiled to himself, kissing the top of Anthony's head when he made a little whimper. Then he looked at me and I raised an eyebrow.

"What?" He asked, puzzled.

I smirked.

"Anthony wanted marshmallows huh?"

"One mind." He reminded me, looking so serious that I couldn't help but laugh.

He grinned in response.

We talked about nothing in particular as we waited for the food to arrive but then Anthony's face turned red, his eyes getting huge, and I cringed, already knowing what was coming.

I rushed to get out of my seat, at least wanting to get him away from the unsuspecting people eating their diners in the blissful silence.

But before I could make it out of my seat Anthony began crying, a low bubbling murmur at first and then louder and Edward looked down at him, his own eyes wide.

"What happened?" He asked, sounding panicked. "Is he okay?"

I nodded, holding my arms out for him.

Edward handed him over, his brow contorted in worry.

"Did I do something?" He asked, sounding pained.

I tilted my head at him, looking at him for just a moment before I smiled reassuringly.

"No. He's probably too hot or something- something else he got from your side."

It was no secret that I loved the heat. I hated the rain and the offending clouds and dreamed of the cacti I left in Arizona- or at least I used to. I had grown accustomed to them since living here previously and now they hardly bothered me but I almost wanted to curse the rain clouds when I first moved here the first time. It had taken a lot of time to get used to and if I hadn't met the Cullen's I don't think I would have been able to convince myself to stay.

Edward on the other hand, and all of the Cullen's for that matter, loved the weather in Forks. I used to say it was almost like they held a grudge with the sun. They preferred it slightly chilly.

I didn't wait to see what Edward's reaction to this was. I hustled out the front door, the bell just barely audible over Anthony's wailing.

"Ssh little one." I sang as I walked in front of the dinner, jiggling him gently.

"You're just too warm, aren't you baby?" I cooed, pouting my lip sympathetically.

At least that's what I was guessing was the matter. He had just breastfed before we came into the dinner. I had covered myself with a blanket as I sat in the car in front, making Edward stay guard. You couldn't be too cautious after all. There were Mike Newtons walking around out there!

I didn't smell any hazardous odors coming from him so I didn't think he needed changed.

Besides, he was bundled up still. I should have took off his bunting before we entered the dinner but I hadn't thought about it.

"Can I do anything to help?"

I turned to give Edward an appreciative smile.

"We're fine." I assured him, looking down at Anthony who was already quieting down after being taken out of the toasty environment.

Edward nodded and then just stood, staring at us.

"What?" I asked.

He smiled faintly, looking down.

"You're a natural." He told me.

I stopped rocking on the balls of my feet and gave him a look.

"What?" He asked. "You are. You're a wonderful mother."

He looked back up and smiled tenderly, looking at us as if his entire world was standing in front of his eyes- with reverence. I blushed as I remembered his words from a few nights ago- when he had said that we were his life.

"He's very lucky." he said softly.

I smiled at him, tears pricking my eyes for some reason. I liked being reassured that I was doing alright. Sometimes I wondered. I didn't doubt myself exactly. I just worried. I wanted to be the best mother that I could. Well, I wanted to be the perfect mother, something that was never going to happen, but it was good being reassured non the less.

"He's lucky to have you too." I said, looking up through my lashes to gauge his reaction.

He smiled, a breath taking smile- a smile that was designed to dazzle unsuspecting women every where.

"And we're lucky to have him." He added.

I nodded without hesitation.

"He's definitely loved." I sighed, leaning my chin on the top of his head like Edward did so often.

I breathed in his baby smell. Nope- no offending odor here. Just the unique scent of baby.

Edward nodded.

"There's grandmothers, and grandfathers, and aunts, and uncles all fighting over him to back you up there." He chuckled.

I made a face as I remembered we would have to go home soon- I mean the Cullen's home of course, and share him again. He got passed around to one auntie to the other, the uncle's or a grandparent stealing him occasionally.

"Is that why you keep suggesting we have another?" I asked, ducking my head and looking through my lashes to gage his reaction.

He had been more open, more daring today and I wanted to take him off guard for once. I didn't gather enough courage to smirk at him or even say it loudly enough for him to hear almost. My voice was very faint and it came out a lot less teasing than I had intended. It came out curious and shy.

But I did get the pleasure of seeing Edward's eyebrows jump before he had time to smooth his features and I put an imaginary tally on my side of the game sheet.

"No." He said, his voice surprisingly husky.

And he took a measured step toward me, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and I gulped. What had I done?

"And I don't suggest we have another now." He said, taking another step toward me. "I think we should focus on our son for now."

His voice dropped another octave sounding low and alluring, his eyes smoldering.

"But I would be lying if I said the thought of having another beautiful child with you didn't appeal to me- seeing you round with my child."

He raised an eyebrow.

"It is a very appealing thought."

I wasn't sure when I had stopped breathing but I was aware of it now, with him only a few inches from my face and my heart had skipped a beat and then stopped, only to launch frantically around in my chest.

He stared at me for a moment and then he frowned.

"Bella?" He said, trying to draw me out of my haze. "Are you alright?"

I blinked a few times, taking in a deep breath. The last thing I needed right now was to faint- especially holding Anthony.

"Mmhmm." I managed to murmur, still dazed.

He looked at me as if trying to decide if I was really okay before he nodded slowly and reached out to take Anthony.

I realized then that he wasn't crying any more but he was wiggling around impatiently.

I sucked in another breath and Edward winked at me as he walked in front of the dinner with him, mirroring my step-bounce-step-pat movements from moments before.

"Ssh." He soothed. "You're alright baby boy."

The bell above the door dinged and I looked over, surprised to find the world around me was still going on as normal.

"You alright Hun?" Becky asked.

I nodded, trying to return to the real world through my haze.

"Yeah." I mumbled. "Anthony was getting fussy- too hot." I explained.

She shot a sympathetic look at Anthony, who seemed completely content now but might start fussing again as soon as Edward stopped his movements. It was too early to tell.

"Okay." She said. "But your order is up. I put it on the table."

"Thanks." I said and she smiled as she turned, the door swinging back into place behind her.

"You ready to try this again?" Edward asked.

I looked over.

"Hmm?" I asked, still distracted.

Edward chuckled quietly.

"He seems to be fine now. Do you want to go back inside?"

"Oh." I said. "Sure."

He nodded and motioned for me to go ahead.

"Lady's first." He murmured as I passed.

Dang. I thought as I erased my tally and added several to Edward's side. I didn't know where this side of him had come from but I wasn't going to lie. I didn't exactly hate it.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Another short chapter but the next one will be a lot longer. Anyway, what do you think? Review and let me know. Also let me know what you think about Edward at the moment. I don't want to make him to OOC because he's been fairly timid and innocent so far in this story,(as innocent as a teenager father can be that is,) but he has decided not to hide his thoughts from Bella any more. We'll get another look into what he's thinking again next chapter. But is it too much? Just wondering. Insight would help mucho so please let me know. Thanks guys. Much love!