Thanks, Sherry and Paige!

"Must be your skin that I'm sinking in

Must be for real cause now I can feel

And I didn't mind

It's not my kind

It's not my time to wonder why

Everything's gone white

And everything's grey

Now you're here now you're away

I don't want this

Remember that

I'll never forget where you're at.

Don't let the days go by

Glycerin

Glycerin."

-Bush-

EPOV:

I was too elated to resist. My dad was the first person I called to share the news with. My body had a mind of its own as I pulled my phone out and dialed his number. Something I've done so many times in the past few months it felt like second nature. Although, now things are different. I haven't contacted him since he'd told me the truth. I've ignored every call and message he'd sent me because I hadn't been ready to speak to him. If it weren't for the distraction of being so completely fucking blissful, I don't know if I would've reached out to him at all.

Saying he was thrilled, would have been a major understatement. His voice trembled as I talked to him, and I knew he was crying. It was odd having such an amazing conversation with him. It felt like I was talking to the man I thought I'd known. As I struggled with my depression, I'd thought of my dad as if he were a complete stranger. He looked like my dad, he talked like my dad, but he didn't feel like my dad. However, when I told him about Bella, it was just like talking to him when he was my good friend.

"I'm so proud of you son. I can't believe my boy is getting married!"

I want to smooth things over with him, because I want him to be part of my life. He has his faults, but he is still my father and I still believe he's a good man, despite the bad choices he'd made. I've made horrible decisions, and I can never move on if I continue to center my life around them. I want a relationship with him, and I want a relationship with my real mom. Esme. I wonder what she thinks of me. Am I how she envisioned her son? High off the realization that I would soon be Bella's husband, I suggested to my father that we all get together, so I could begin to build a relationship with my mom.

Now, as the day has come, I'm freaking the fuck out. I'd been so sure of myself when I'd set the date, but now that I'm not as distracted as I was a few days ago, I wonder if I made the right decision. Perhaps it's too soon. I don't know if I'm ready to meet her. I couldn't sleep last night, although my body was tired, my mind was wide awake. I slipped out of bed this morning and had three cups of coffee and fantasized about a cigarette before deciding to distract myself by getting ready. I feel fucking uncomfortable as I dress for the day. I feel like a little kid getting dressed for his first day of school, worried that his classmates might not like him. If I'm being honest with myself, I want my mom to like me.

I'm trying to tame my unruly hair when Bella walks into the bathroom and smiles at me as she watches me fuss over my appearance. I fucking blush, and pretend not to give a shit, but it's too late and it's obvious that I do care. I watch her ring sparkle under the bathroom lights, and I calm down. This girl is mine, and if I can win the heart of this beautiful girl, I can do anything.

"Want me to make you some coffee?" She asks, as she walks across the small bathroom to kiss my cheek.

"No, babe. I've had three cups already," I admit with a nervous laugh.

She runs a hand through my hair, before wrapping her arms around my neck. I relax immediately, and lean back against her soft body. I'd planned to do this alone, but I honestly don't know if I could fucking deal with it by myself. Bella and I are a team now, so I want to have her by my side during this.

"If you're free today, would you want to come with me?" I awkwardly ask her, as I break eye contact.

"Of course." She kisses my cheek and holds me tighter. Although I'd never admit it, I really needed to feel her support. "Let me get ready."

Bella strips and jumps in the shower. I reach to open my fly, with every intention of following her, but I hear Charlie cry and my plans are foiled. Bella catches my expression and gives me a sexy wink before jumping in the shower. I adjust myself as I watch the water trickle down her hot body. She looks like a fucking goddess and I still can't believe she's mine. With a sigh, I go attend to Charlie, trying my best to ignore the monster erection in my pants.

Charlie's crying, ready to get out of his crib and stretch his little legs. He smiles as soon as he sees me and I carry him to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. Bella made him some Banana Pops and he's been devouring them. If he didn't love her already, he would definitely love her now due to all the online recipes she's been trying out recently. After he gnaws on the breakfast treat, I bring him into the living room to sit in front of the TV and watch morning cartoons.

I always feel so nostalgic when my old favorites come on. I love watching Ren & Stimpy and Rocko's Modern Life. They make me feel like a kid again, and it's incredible getting to share the shows that made me so happy with my son. Charlie is too distracted with me to watch the TV. Now that he can walk, it's all he wants to do. He's amazing at it, just as he's been good at everything.

"Come on buddy! Come to daddy!"

Charlie giggles and claps his hands before bringing his foot forward to take another shaky step.

"Buddy, you're doing amazing! Just a few more steps, you're almost there!"

"Da da!" Charlie squeals, as he takes another step toward me.

He's almost in my arms and I'm so fucking proud of him. I don't know what I'm going to do when my little boy is walking around and talking. It's going to be a fucking trip. Charlie calls my name as he takes the final steps, closing the distance between us. I wrap him in my arms and kiss every inch of his little face.

"You did such a good job! Daddy's so proud of you!"

Bella enters the living room in a casual jean dress and a cardigan. She looks so sweet, innocent, and absolutely beautiful. I just want to bend her over the couch and fuck the shit out of her, before dragging her to my bed and making love to her for hours. She giggles at me, my inner thoughts must be apparent.

"Want me to get Charlie ready?" She asks as she comes to pick him up.

Knowing the lunch with my parents is only an hour away, I need the distraction. "I'll do it babe, just relax." I pick Charlie up and give Bella a quick kiss before going to his room to get him changed.

I want him to look good today and find his very best outfit to wear. I dress him in a black polo and a pair of jeans. Only when I get it on his wiggling body do I notice I'm wearing the exact same thing. I'd originally thought about wearing a long-sleeved shirt to hide my tattoos, but then, I thought 'fuck it' and threw on the polo. I want Esme to know me as the man I truly am, not just something I'm pretending to be.

"Awe, baby. You guys match," Bella coos as I return with Charlie in my arms, dressed and ready to go.

As I grab my keys and get ready to head out, I still can't wrap my head around what I'm about to do. Thank God, I have my family to support me during this time. I'm fucking shaking as I drive to the cafe. Bella reaches her hand over the console and rests it on my thigh, probably sensing my nerves.

"It's going to be fine, Edward," she assures me.

Fuck, I hope she's right.

A/N: So, how do you think Edward's meeting with his mom is going to go? Can't wait to hear your thoughts!

I just posted a new Bella POV on my blog. It's chapter 27…so it's a big one . The link is in my Facebook group (The Highlander Princess's Clan) and is also on my profile.