A/N: Just the epilogue to go!

Chapter 21

EPOV

I held the ring between my thumb and index finger, turning it back and forth so it'd glint in the light. "Mamá, ¿estás segura?"

She sat down on the couch next to me. "Sí, papito. ¿Qué hago con esto?Are you sure Bella will like it? We can sell it and buy her something new."

I shook my head. "No. Ella lo amará. She loves you, mama, she'd be proud to wear it."

She grinned at me, tugging me toward her. "Un beso para tu mamá." I made a show of planting a big wet kiss on her cheek before jumping up. She rolled her eyes at me, wiping her cheek. I couldn't keep the grin off of my face. I felt lighter these days. I felt free.

"Adiós, mamá. ¡Me voy a casar!"I shouted as I left the house.

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"Bella?" I called out as I entered our apartment.

"In here, papi,"she called back, and I followed her voice into the bedroom. She was standing in front of the closet in nothing but her bra and panties. I stood there for a moment, my gaze traveling the length of her body.

"When did this happen?" I walked over to her, wrapping my arms around her from behind and letting my hands rest on the small bump that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. She leaned back, resting her head on my shoulder.

"Overnight, it feels like. I swear it wasn't there when I went to bed. Now nothing fits."

"What about that red and white dress?" I nodded in the direction of the closet. I refused to take my hands off her belly. I loved knowing that my baby was growing there.

She sighed. "I don't think I have much choice, do I?"

"Vamos a cenar. Then we can go to one of those shops, you know, for pregnant chicks?"

She chuckled. "A maternity store, Edward."

"Yeah, that. Have dinner with me, though? We've been together for 8 months now and we haven't gone out much."

"Oh, yeah, where were you thinking?" She stepped away from me to pull the dress over her head.

I put my hands up in front of me. "Where were you thinking, mami?You're the pregnant one. I see how you eye that ice cream in the freezer."

She glared at me, but there was a small smile on her lips. "Fine. The baby really wants Italian food."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Sí, el bebecito wants Italian food."

"Damn right, this bebecito wants some pasta." She grabbed her keys and her purse and headed for the door.

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I sat back in the booth, watching as Bella finished everything on her plate. She really wasn't kidding when she said the baby wanted pasta.

She looked up. "Stop staring at me."

"I can't. Eres linda."

She let out a big sigh. "I won't be so cute when I'm as big as a house. I'm already—"

I was out of my seat immediately and in the booth beside her. I might have been resting and healing the last few weeks, but I still saw what went on around me. Her emotions ran higher than usual. My typical levelheaded, self-assured Bella was self conscious about her changing body. "No digas eso. You're beautiful." I leaned in, running my nose along the shell of her ear. "And let me tell you, I still want that chocha on the daily."

"Papi—"

"Escúchame. Te amo." I reached into my pocket and pulled out the ring hiding there. "I know you've already said yes, but I want to make it official." I took her left hand in mine, sliding the ring on her finger. "This was my mother's ring. She wanted you to have it. I love you, Bella. I can't wait to be your husband, and for us to watch this bebecito grow together."

She cleared her throat as a few tears slipped from her eyes and threw her arms around my neck. "Edward Cullen, only you can say you want my chocha and then follow it with the sweetest thing ever. I can't wait, either."

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"Edward? Where did these come from?" She stood in front of me holding up a few pairs of lacy panties. "I was taking my new clothes out of the bag and found these on the bottom."

I gripped her wrist, pulling her down onto my lap. I pressed a kiss to her neck. "We were walking around the store, and I saw them. I thought they were hot." I pulled them from her hand, throwing them down onto the coffee table.

"Should I be on your lap, papi?You're still healing."

"I'm fine, baby." I nuzzled her neck. "I feel fine, and at the last doctor visit they said I looked great. Te deseo. I want to have you with nothin' but my ring on your finger."

I ran my hands over her thighs, edging them up underneath her dress. I stopped to caress her belly before pulling the dress up and off her body. I cupped her tits in my hands, pinching her nipples lightly through her bra. "Por favor?"

She moaned softly, jutting out her chest and pushing her tits into my hands. I knew she was all mine.

"Be my wife."

"Yes."

"Se mi esposa,"I breathed into her ear, unclasping her bra and letting it fall away from her.

"Yes."

"Tomorrow. I don't wanna wait." I slipped my hand into her panties, running a finger through her slick folds. I circled her clit slowly, her breath hitching.

She groaned. "I don't want to wait, either. Take me to bed, papi."

She didn't have to tell me twice. I shifted us, picking her up and carrying her into our bedroom.

Tonight, I'd make love to her, then I'd fuck her raw. And in the morning, we'd call our families and have them meet us down at the justice of the peace.

The only thing missing was my dad, but I knew in my heart that he'd finally be proud of the man I was becoming.

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Spanish:

Estás segura -Are you sure?

Qué hago con esto - What do i do with this

Ella lo amará - She will love it

Un beso para tu mamá - A kiss for your mother

Me voy a casar - I'm getting married

Vamos a cenar - Let's have dinner

Eres linda - You're cute

No digas eso - Don't say that

Escúchame - Listen to me

Te deseo - I want you

Se mi esposa - Be my wife