A/N: I don't normally add songs to my chapters, but it's a wedding. I'm not really good at writing a complete wedding scene, so I hope this one will be okay. Hopefully I didn't bounce around too much. I'm trying to keep my eyes open to get these chapters out for y'all. I've neglected my stories long enough, so once I'm done with this one, there will be another one going up. I haven't decided which one, yet. I'm hoping to get back to Ghostly Double. I really did mess that one up when I started re-posting and I apologize profusely for that. I deleted it so I can start over. Boo..I know, I'm sorry.
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10/12/2022
Soundtrack for this chapter:
We Are Man and Wife by Michelle Featherstone
She's My Kinda Rain by Tim McGraw
Have You Ever Loved a Woman by Brian Adams
Everything I do, I do it for you by Brian Adams
Growing Old With You by Restless Road
In Case You Didn't Know by Brett Young
My Wish by Rascal Flatts
Chapter 15
BPOV
Our wedding day was finally upon us. I was a little nervous, but I loved Edward with everything that I am and wanted more than anything for this day to be perfect for the both of us.
Everything was beautifully set up. I trusted Alice, my mom, Esme and Momma Whitlock with all the preparations. Rosalie tried to help where she could. Thankfully no one complained about it. I think my mom was more of a nervous wreck than I was.
Dad tried to keep her grounded the best he could, but one little inch that he'd give her, she'd stretch it a mile and he'd have to start the grounding process all over, again. It was honestly a losing battle with her. I could only imagine what she'd be like during Gracie and Alex's weddings, but according to Alex, he was never getting married because girls were gross.
His words…not mine. Brothers will be brothers.
When I told my parents about James, the first thing my dad did was run a background check. He didn't want to take any chances, so when his police record came back clean, we all sighed in relief. He even had a credit score of 720. That's even better than mine.
I had initially told James that my dad would probably do something like that, and he said it was fine. He even provided me with his social security number, to make it easier. As it turns out, he owned his own construction company that was very successful and mainly worked with the city. I noticed it was one of the things that he and Carlisle had in common.
Among other things, he was married to an attorney, and to make things even more ironic, Victoria, was a defense attorney as a public defender. The law firm she worked for wasn't quite as successful as Esme's, but a good firm with her only losing four out of ten cases, in the last year. Dad said he'd remain suspicious about James until he met him.
The day after Edward and I met with James, we had dinner. This time, James brought pictures of my three-year-old niece, Madelyn Sloan. She was beautiful with bright, curly, red hair just like her mothers.
James said, at three years old, Maddie was a force to be reckoned with and could read a full children's book on her own and loved to read.
That sent my heart on a whirlwind to know that my niece was much like me in that sense, considering my line of work. It seemed my life kept getting better and better.
We also talked a little about the case that the elder Dwyers had brought against my mom and me. It was pretty much an open/shut case. I knew it would be, but we couldn't figure out, after so many years, why now? Why even bring up a lawsuit?
Esme had explained to me that the wrongful death suit wouldn't hold up. I wasn't in the house when it happened and the suit needed to be put against the Florida state police, not my mom or me. She was dumbfounded as to how they were even capable of bringing the suit against us in the first place; especially me.
The court hearing was scheduled a month after our wedding, but Esme was trying to get it moved up because she felt I didn't need the added stress; wanting to keep me and her grandchild as healthy as possible. I just wanted it all over with; never wanting to face those dreadful people, ever again.
On the subject of my pregnancy, everything was going perfectly. My baby bump was more prominent. You could definitely notice my impending motherhood. Thankfully, my wedding dress flared out around my waist, concealing most of my stomach, but everyone already knew about the pregnancy, so it didn't matter, otherwise.
Edward made it a habit of caressing and talking to the baby every chance he got, especially at night. The first time I felt the baby move, Edward had his face pressed against my stomach and felt it, too. It was the most amazing feeling.
Rosalie's pregnancy was just a tad risky. She and Emmett found out that they were expecting twins. A boy and a girl. They kept it a secret until they knew what they were having. We planned to share our news with everyone at the reception. Edward and I knew what we were having, but we refused to share with anyone; even Rose and Emmett.
As for Alice and Jasper. Everything is perfect between the two. Jasper was still going through physical therapy. He suffered a small set back when he fell and re-broke his arm. He was trying to be his macho self and not wait for help with cooking himself food. I think he learned his lesson and waited for his food after that incident.
So, now I sit in front of a mirror, letting Rosalie fix my hair. She claimed this part of my wedding when she refused to be a bridesmaid. She also claimed she didn't want people to bear witness to a walking pup tent, considering she was much larger in the stomach area, than I was. So, I just settled with Alice for my Maid of Honor.
An hour later, I found myself standing at the end of the isle, my arm linked through my dad's. He was currently giving me a pep talk; trying to ebb my nervousness away, "Did you know that the day I married your mother, she was so nervous, she wet herself." I looked at him wide-eyed, "I know, I know, gross, but thinking about it now, it's funny as heck." I smiled, thinking about my mom freaking out. I had been in the room as she put her dress on, but I never knew she actually peed on herself.
The wedding march started and my stomach flipped as soon as we stepped into the isle. Edward looked so damn sexy in his tux. Emmett looked just as handsome.
Alice stood to the side, living up to her Maid of Honor duties, with a huge smile on her face. My mom and all the guest, stood, beaming from ear to ear, as my dad and I slowly made our way down the walkway to my future husband. I could feel the tears forming in the corner of my eyes, already. I warned Edward I would cry. He warned the same and when we approached, sure enough, my wonderful, sensitive, macho man, had tears in his eyes.
When my dad placed my hand in Edwards, the minister stepped forward, "Who gives Isabella to this man to be wed?"
"Her mother and I," my dad responded, with a nostalgic smile, and tears gathered in the corners of his eyes.
Edward and I stepped up on the platform, facing each other. Tears were glistening as we looked into each other's eyes. My heart was pounding furiously and at that moment, our little bundle decided to let me know that there was another attendee, present.
The minister began his speech about love and loyalty, sickness and health before it was time to say our vows. I had to compose myself as the tears began to profusely fall. Edward was no more composed than I was.
I reached up and ran my thumb across his cheek, wiping a tear away, before I spoke, "Edward, you've brought nothing but pure happiness and love into my life. You've become my best friend and my world. I could never imagine my life without you. Thank you for loving me and sharing your life with me. I could never ask for a better husband … I love you with my whole heart and soul; forever and always."
Edward mouthed that he loved me, too, before clearing his throat. A tear fell and ran down over the top of his lips. I wanted to reach up and wipe it away, but I didn't, "Bella, you're my world, my heart, my soul, my best friend, the mother of our child. You've given me more reasons than one, to wake up every day. You give me reasons to breathe and be unconditionally happy. You never have to worry if you don't look good because I'll tell you every day that you're beautiful regardless of how you feel. Without you, I'd never be whole. From the moment we met, I knew you were my other half and in the words of Jerry McGuire … You complete me." There was laughter from everyone across the room, even me, "I love you, Bella. Thank you for sharing your heart with me; forever and always."
The minister began the rest of the ceremony. We repeated after him and finally the "I dos," were done.
"You may kiss your bride," the minister said with a smile. It was quick, and passionate. Our very first kiss as husband and wife would be one to remember for the rest of our lives.
"Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to introduce to you, Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen."
Everyone jumped up from their seats, clapping, whistling, hooting and hollering. Poor Jasper, who was still in a cast, kept fist bumping the air with his free hand.
Alice and Emmett linked arms and headed out of the tent first with Edward and me, following behind.
We were heading toward the main house to give everyone time to make their way over to the reception tent. Our post nuptial pictures were being taken inside and in the front yard. The photographer, Alice of course, wanted pictures of me with my dress spread out around me while I sat on the ground. I thought she was absolutely crazy. It was still cold out, but she provided all the amenities that consisted of heat lamps and something for me to sit on. Edward was to join me after a few shots were taken.
After a million and one pictures and thirty minutes later, we were on our way to the reception. Alice went ahead of us to let the DJ know that we were ready to come in. "Ladies and gentleman, I present to you, the bride and groom, Mr. and Mrs. Edward Cullen." We stepped through the opening of the tent and made our way over to the dance floor. The tent echoed loudly with clapping, ooo's and ah's.
"Let's get the festivities started with their first dance as husband and wife," announced the DJ.
Edward and I took our positions as I laid one hand over his heart. We Are Man and Wife from Michelle Featherstone, came pouring out of the speakers, and I knew we picked the perfect song. Every word was true to its meaning. We were sent for each other from up above. He was the love of my life, and I was his. He set me free in so many ways and added to my confidence and bravery.
We couldn't take our eyes off of each other. We continually wiped away the tears that were falling as the song continued. We knew whenever a decision needed to be made, we would make it together. With him in my life, I felt like I won the lottery. I felt like I waited my whole life for him to come along. Our smiles were a mile wide; my heart raced and my stomach turned as he continued to guide me around the dance floor with such grace and love.
I sang the rest of the song to him. Meaning every word with everything that I was.
So, I give you heart and soul, it's yours to take wherever you go
And through the years you'll always know it's yours to keep
God has blessed this sacred vow, Angels high above look down and see the two of us
We've found the perfect love
As the song trailed off, both Edward and I were a blubbering mess. We shared watery smiles before he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, "I love you. And every word she said is true."
I looked down toward my stomach, paying attention to our little one, for a brief moment. I rubbed and giggled at the intrusion. I couldn't be any more happier in that very moment. We took those sacred vows and I looked forward to living them to the fullest.
The rest of the reception flowed smoothly. We ate then cut the beautiful cake that Edward and I chose together. It was almost too pretty to cut let alone eat.
And true to any reception and cutting of the cake, Edward and I smeared each other good and proper. It was up our noses and even in our ears. We'd be cleaning icing out of your facial crevasses for days.
As we mingled and thanked everyone for coming just before my dad and I shared a father/daughter dance to the song My Wish by Rascal Flatts. Dad couldn't stop smiling at me as he led me around the dance floor. "You make a very beautiful bride, baby girl."
I looked up and smiled at the man who showed me what it means to be a true father and dad. "Thank you, daddy." I laid my head on to his chest and thought back to the first time he held me as I cried from my first break up to celebrating my perfect grades in school. He'd always been there for me and bandaged any wound I had. He got me started with martial arts and remains to be my biggest fan. My mom is just as much my hero as he is.
When Edward and I made our way back over to our table, James approached us. I stood to hug him, "Thank you so much for being here."
"I wouldn't have missed it. Thanks for inviting me, last minute," he said as he extended his hand out to Edward, "Vic's sorry that she couldn't come and meet you."
"I can't wait to meet her and Maddie. We've missed so much time and I look forward to getting to know all three of you, much better."
James smiled down at me. He was the same height as Edward, but not as muscular. Emmett beat them both in that department.
At that moment, my mom and dad walked up, "Mom, Dad, I'd like you to meet James."
"James, it's good to meet you." Mom extended her hand out to him. They shook hands as my mom eyed him skeptically; noticing exactly what I had the first time I saw him. He resembled Phil…a lot.
"James," my dad said, extending his hand. Dad looked at him pointedly, "You in town for long?"
James shook his head, "No, sir. I leave tomorrow, but I'll be back for the trial. I wanna be here for my sister and if there's a need for me to testify, I'd be glad to help. My mom volunteered to come out, also. She knows, first hand, how vile those people are. My wife, Victoria, will be coming with me and bringing our daughter, Maddie."
"I understand your wife's an attorney?" My mom questioned.
Alice and the rest of the family came walking up. Jasper squared his shoulders, giving James a pointed look, much like my dad did.
"Yes, ma'am. She's a public defender," James answered, looking around nervously at everyone that had approached.
I sidled up next to James, "James, I'd like you to meet the rest of the family." I turned to my in-laws, first, "This is Carlisle and Esme Cullen, my in-laws. Esme's an attorney and Carlisle is in the construction business much like you."
They exchanged pleasantries leading me to introduce the rest of the family, "Joan and John Whitlock. They own the company I work for and are Jasper's' parents." I gestured toward Jasper, "Jasper's my best friend and we work together. This is Alice, his girlfriend. She's a photographer and my bestfriend, also." They shook hands and I moved on, "Last and by far the least, Emmett and Rosalie Cullen, my brother and sister in-law. I'm sure you know what Emmett does." They shook hands, as well, "And Rosalie is a special needs teacher."
"I sure do know what Emmett does. Big fan and it's great to meet all of you. Bella's lucky to have such a large family," James said, but turned abruptly when we heard Alex and Gracie screeching while running toward us.
Gracie hid behind dad, "And these two munchkins are my younger brother and sister, Alex and Gracie."
Alex stepped forward, like the young gentleman that he is and extended his hand, "Alex, this is James. He's my big brother."
Alex's eyes grew wide, "Does that mean you're my big brother, too?"
James chuckled, "No, but we can pretend if you want. I don't have any other brothers and sisters, except your big sister, Bella."
Alex still looked confused, so dad knelt down in front of him, "James and Bella have different moms, buddy." Still looking a little confused, Alex nodded slightly.
I knelt down next to him, also, "I'll explain everything better for you when Edward and I get back from our honeymoon, okay?" He nodded. I reached around dad and urged Gracie to step up and say hello, "Come say hi to James, Gracie."
James was next to kneel down, "Hi, Gracie, I'm James. It's very nice to meet you." Gracie gave James a shy smile, "It's pretty cool to have a big sister, huh?"
Gracie nodded vehemently, "Is she your big sister, too?"
"No, sweetie, but I'm her big brother and I think Sissy likes to have a big brother." I smiled, remembering when I told James about Alex and Gracie calling me Sissy.
"I do. It's pretty awesome," I expressed before pulling Gracie and Alex over for a hug, "I get to pick on him, now, like you guys get to pick on me."
They both giggled before pulling away and looking up at dad, "Daddy, can we have more cake?"
"I don't think so, buddy, but how about we take some with us so you can have some for tomorrow?" They nodded, but pouted at the same time.
I stood up and wrapped my arms around Edwards' waist, "See what we get to look forward to?"
Edward placed his hand on my stomach, "Speaking of which, ready to make our announcement?"
I nodded, excited for everyone's reactions. Edward stepped over, picking up his glass of champagne. He tapped his fork on the side, "Can I get everyone's attention, please?"
People started taking their seats; the group around us, moving off to the side so that Edward and I were in full view.
"Bella and I have an announcement to make. As most of you know, we're expecting our first baby in a few months, hence the reason we got married." Everyone started to laugh because they knew that was a huge joke poking at my dad about it. "and we wanted to share with all of you, what the sex of the baby is."
We smiled at each other. I knew he was stalling for the anticipation, and I knew he'd drag it out if I let him, so when I glanced up and saw the excited looks on everyone's faces; especially our parents, I elbowed him to hurry.
"Come on, you two, give up the goods. Am I getting a niece or nephew?" Emmett asked, looking just as excited.
"Emmett, since you're the first to speak up, you're getting a..." Edward paused again, causing Emmett to stomp his foot, "NIECE!" He announced, excitedly.
Applause broke out across the whole tent. All the women closest to us, invaded our space, within seconds. My mom was beside herself, tears streaming down her face. Dad even looked a little teary eyed. We all hugged and joined in on tons of baby talk, afterward.
Esme and Carlisle were absolutely overcome with excitement. They were getting three grandchildren within a short span of each other. Two of course, would be born on the same day.
The reception continued on. Edward and I danced to a few more songs before we were due to leave. We had a late flight to catch. We were spending a week in St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands, but before we left, Alice got everyone's attention to line the driveway to bid us farewell.
When we approached the limo, there were baby shoes tied to the back with empty formula cans. James stepped up before we entered the car, "Guilty as charged; my idea."
I laughed and playfully smacked his arm, "You're crazy."
"I know. Vic tells me all the time. I might believe it one day," he retorted, playfully.
I smiled up at him, "Thank you so much, again, for being here and being one of the good guys."
"Of course." He pulled me into a hug, "Call me when you two get back and I want pictures. Lots of 'em."
"Count on it," I promised.
James looked over at Edward, "Take care of my sister, Edward. I just found her ..." he trailed off, extending his hand out to Edward.
Edward smiled, "You bet, although, she may not walk normal by the time we get back."
I nudged him in the stomach, "Hey!"
"That's my daughter you're talking about." We heard my dad say from behind us, "She better be walking just fine when you two get back."
Everyone around us, that heard, laughed at the look on Edwards face. One more round of hugs and we were finally leaving.
For only knowing James for what felt like five minutes, it feels like I've known him my whole life. We're not uncomfortable around each other. It's like we've slipped right into the brother and sister roles perfectly, and I couldn't be more thankful that he really is a good guy.
As soon as we were on our way, we snuggled with each other in the back of the limo, "I finally get you to myself. This has been a very good and long day," Edward said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders and placed a kiss on my temple.
"A very good day." I agreed. "One of my happiest," I replied, tucking my head under his chin.
We sat in silence all the way to the airport. I was completely exhausted and hoped I could sleep on the plane, so forty-five minutes later, we arrived at the airport. The ferry ride over, made me a little queasy and that was the first time I had any kind of sickness since the beginning of my pregnancy, unlike Rosalie.
The plane ride didn't seem to take long and I thanked the sand man for the sleep he granted to both Edward and I. By the time we arrived, the sun was up and ready for us to start our honeymoon.
Edward had rented a private bungalow along the beach. I couldn't believe how beautiful it was. The water was a crystal, clear blue and we were able to see all the coral gardens that grew below the water.
"I need a shower," I grumbled when we approached the door, "I need food, too. Our daughter is making that well known."
"I'll order some food, but not before ..." Edward scooped me up, bridal style, kicking the door open and stepping into the room, "…I carry my wife over the threshold."
"Such a gentleman." I nuzzled into his neck and placed an open mouth kiss on his pulse point.
Edward growled, "Don't start something, right now. Let's eat, and then I'll ravish you."
I sighed, "Fine. You can set me down, now."
A middle aged man with a cart that had our luggage on it, knocked at our open door, "Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, welcome to St. Thomas. I've brought your luggage and there's a complementary bottle of champagne in the refrigerator, courtesy of the hotel. You'll also find the room service menus in the drawer next to the refrigerator. If you'd like to cook, we can arrange a delivery service to bring anything to your liking," the nice man explained to us in an accent I couldn't place. He clasped his hands together in front of himself, "Do you have any questions?"
"No, thank you." Edward pulled his wallet out and handed the man a fifty dollar bill, "We appreciate your help."
The nice older man took the generous tip, "Enjoy your stay."
"Now, my gorgeous, pregnant wife, you go shower and I'll bring our suitcases to the room, and then I'll order us some food. Anything in particular you want?"
"Surprise me. Everything sounds good, right now." I turned so my back was to him, "Can you unfasten my dress, please?"
Edward stepped closer and moved my hair to the side. I felt his lips on me as he tugged at the zipper. He lingered in one spot, as he lightly sucked and licked on my neck.
I felt the cool air on my back as my dress fell open. Edward took advantage of my exposed skin. I had a feeling I wouldn't make it to the shower, as he slowly pushed my dress from my shoulders and began kissing along my skin from one side to the other. Yeah, definitely no shower.
As my dress fell to the floor, Edward smoothed his hands down my arms before reaching around and placing them on my stomach, "I love the way you look all the time, but right now, with our daughter growing inside you, you've never been more beautiful." He ran his nose along my neck and up to my ear. I couldn't breathe as my skin pebbled and my nipples hardened.
I tilted my head to give him better access; to feel him more. I moaned when he eased his hands further down, cupping me. My body instantaneously reacted to his touch.
I snaked my arms up over my head to wrap around his neck. I wanted him as close as possible, "I wanna make love to my wife for the first time, then later, I want you on every surface of this building."
My body shivered from the anticipation. He was already sending my body into a fast boil. I wanted him so badly, but he was right, I wanted to make love to him before we became ruthless with lust and desire.
I turned in his arms and pulled his head down to capture his lips with mine. It was slow, loving and sensual. We hadn't even toured the bungalow yet, but the bedroom became our first target, "Let's take this to the bedroom, shall we?"
Edward nodded, bent down slightly and scooped me up in his arms. He carried me to the first door, which he assumed was the bedroom, but it turned out to be the bathroom, "Whoops, wrong room. Doesn't look like there's a bed in there," he joked and I giggled, nuzzling my nose into his neck.
I began kissing and licking my way up his neck until finally he found the bedroom.
He set me down on my feet, "Let me finish undressing you. I wanna look at you laid out before me."
"I love you." Were the only words that fell from my lips, in that moment.
All I had left on was my bra and panties, so I decided to join in on the efforts and began unbuttoning his shirt, and to make a very romantic moment turn into something comical, I didn't think about unbuttoning the buttons on his cuffs. After tugging on the shirt a few times, Edward chuckled at me, "Baby, my cuffs have buttons, too."
"Sorry, I'm a little anxious," I said, shyly before he unbuttoned his sleeves before tossing the offending material to the floor.
He looked down at me and smiled, placing his hands on each side of my neck. My heart skipped a beat when he stood there looking back and forth between my eyes, "Something wrong?"
"No." He shook his head, "I just can't believe how beautiful you are and now you're my wife. It's a dream come true for me."
My heart swelled with love and pride. I was blessed with the perfect man for me, "Make love to me, Edward."
The rest of our clothes, slowly, came off. We were anxious to consummate our marriage and make it official. I sat on the bed and moved to the middle. I couldn't keep my eyes off of my husband. I loved his body; every glorious inch of it.
My eyes traveled down to where his erection stood, waiting to bring us to ecstasy and heaven. I licked my lips as I took in the vision before me, "See something you like?"
I shook my head, "No … it's more love than like."
Edward prowled over to me and stopped at my side. I laid back, watching him as he took in my appearance. I let him explore me with his eyes then began tracing my skin with the tips of his fingers then raised one of his hands and placed it on my cheek, "I'm gonna kiss every inch of your body and show you just how happy you make me." I wasn't sure I could love him any more than I already did, but every word and every touch from the man before me, made me fall more and more in love with him every second.
"I love you with all my heart and soul, Isabella Marie Cullen."
"I love you, too," I whispered in return.
He moved to where my feet lay and lifted one, bringing it to his lips. He started at the top of my foot, placing kisses on each of my toes then working his way up my leg. When he reached my hip, he placed a kiss on our daughter. She chose that moment to say hello to him, "She always knows when her daddy's near."
"Daddy's little angel," he said as he placed another kiss to my stomach before he moved back to begin the process all over, again, with my other leg. Goosebumps graced my entire body with every touch and every kiss. I just laid back and watched, becoming more and more aroused by the second.
My breath hitched when he placed a kiss at the top of my mound, "As much as I wanna taste you, I'll save that for later."
I was about to explode just from the sound of his voice, "Edward," I whispered. I was so worked up and ready for him to take me.
"I'm getting there, baby," he replied back to my plea.
His kisses continued as he moved up my body. My enlarging breasts were his next stop. Slowly, he kissed, licked and sucked each nipple into his mouth. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, my hands gripping onto the duvet, under us. My head was going from side to side as he made the journey from between my breasts to my collarbones.
Once he reached my face, he adjusted himself, leaning on his left elbow and using his right hand to place on the side of my neck. He placed a small kiss on the end of my nose before pulling back and looking directly into my eyes, "God, I love you, so much."
"I love you, too; heart and soul," I whispered. I brought my arms up, placing one hand on his cheek and the other, I laced through his hair on the back of his head.
Edward used his knees to push my legs apart. I helped him by raising them and bending my knees at his sides.
He used his free hand and smoothed it down my body, rising up just a bit so he could grasp himself then pushed just the head of his cock into me before me moved his arm up to lean on it; just the same as his other.
Leaning forward, he captured my lips with his, and slowly pushed himself the rest of the way inside of me. We sighed in relief at the feeling. Slowly, he began moving in and out of me; our kisses becoming more passionate.
I raised my knees higher, feeling him go deeper, "You feel so damn good."
"You do, too," I whispered, "You make me feel good. You make me feel beautiful, and you make me feel loved."
He moved his hand down, grasping behind my knee, and began thrusting faster at a steady pace. I was in pure heaven. The sounds of our love making advancing to pure musical bliss.
We were all over the bed, one position leading to the next. Every second, every sound, every thrust, grunt, moan and groan, led us to the end of our first lovemaking session of our honeymoon. Edward pulled me to the edge of the bed before hooking my legs over his arms then driving back into me. He had already brought me to orgasm twice, and before his release, I felt the most intense feeling course through me as soon as he pressed his thumb into my clit. It was like an explosion of fireworks and stars when I came. Edward growled like he was the king of the jungle.
I don't know if this experience was because we were now married and that was the consummation of our marriage, but it was the best damn orgasm I've ever had.
We were quiet, laying and recovering from our lovemaking, and out of breath. Our daughter was on high alert, kicking and moving around. Edward must have sensed her movement because he rolled to his side and placed a hand over her, "I think she's mad."
"Nah … I think she's just wanting attention," I retorted, placing my hand on top of his to enjoy the feeling with him. I knew I felt her from the inside, but I loved sharing these moments with him. I had a feeling that once she was born, I'll have to fight for Edwards' attention.
Edward moved, placing his head on my chest, facing our daughter. He smoothed his hand over my stomach and began talking to her, "Hi, Angel. Mommy and Daddy love you so much. We can't wait to meet you, but not too soon, okay. You'll know when the time is right to enter the world. There are so many people who love you, already. You'll have two cousins to grow up with and Aunts and Uncles that will spoil you. And I can't forget to mention your grandparents and great-grandparents. We're so excited." He raised his head and placed a kiss on my stomach, "Now, go back to sleep so me and mommy can have some more fun."
I giggled, "Yeah, like she's gonna listen. We already have our work cut out for us."
"I know." Edward moved and laid back beside me, "I'll have to buy a gun when she becomes a teenager."
I turned my face him, "You're turning into my dad and she's not even born yet."
"Can you blame me? Now I know why the Marshal gave me such a hard time when we first got together. He's taught me well," he said, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me closer. He placed a kiss on my temple, "How about that shower?"
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