As you probably know, I took a quick break from this to post back up Amazed. If you haven't looked at it, it's been entirely re-written, fleshed out, and expanded.

Thank you to everyone who wished my mum well when she was ill. In the last month, she's had major surgery, but she's resting and getting better by the day, so thank you, once again for your kind words and prayers. They were very much needed and wanted.

Shall we proceed? MWAH!

By the time I got to twenty-nine weeks, we had gone from seven minutes to over half an hour, if we paced ourselves.

Okay, so we didn't pace ourselves, but we had to keep stopping and starting to get more comfortable, to let the cramp in my legs go and to make sure Mac didn't hear us, but hey, we were at least getting adventurous.

Being forced to think on the fly and take advantage of an unexpected free moment tended to do that.

The kitchen was a good place, over the counters and table. The closet was good for the 'spur of the moment' place. The bathroom was a no-go area, though. I couldn't do it in the bath, and I kept slipping on the shower tray base.

Oh! The garden shed was another good place after I got rid of all the spiders and Mac wasn't crying and howling to come out to the garden, too.

Sex… I loved it.

Now, some of you might wonder why I mention Mac when it comes to us having sex. Well, the truth of the matter is, he's a kid. If he hears us, he wants to play, too, and I don't think either of us wants him in the room with us.

…

Thanksgiving was just around the corner, and I was busy as hell with work, but we still found time to 'get our freak on' as Emmett called it.

It wasn't my fault he walked in unannounced one Saturday morning. I think Emmett might have been blinded for life. It's not every day you see your frat brother dressed up as Dracula and a beached whale going at it.

In our defence, it was Halloween, and as Emmett had told me that I needed to relax, so he and Edward were taking Ashley Trick or Treating.

Anyway, he knocked whenever he came around now.

"Bella, Mac wants to go for a walk, have you seen his lead?" Edward asked as I came out of the pantry.

I was making some pies and stuff for Thanksgiving in a couple of days, and I was busy as hell.

"It was hanging up in the cupboard under the stairs the last time I looked," I smiled in return as I answered him.

It was so nice to have Edward around more, now that he delegated more at work. He'd hired a few more people and only had to go in for a few hours each day. We had decided that I wouldn't be taking over the bookstore full time at least until the twins were a few months old.

I was sure that I could cope with running it until my maternity leave kicked in, but I didn't want to risk it. Instead, Rose was going to be the boss, and I just needed to pop in now and then.

"Fancy giving me a hand to look for it?" he wiggled his eyebrows at me which made me laugh.

"No, not when you look like you're copying a look from Emmett," I laughed as he pouted.

"Aw, baby, you're still sweet, just not when you look like him," I smiled as I put down my candied peel and went to help him look for the lead.

Half an hour later and a quick brush of my hair, we emerged from the small cupboard with smiles on our faces and the lead in hand.

"We're not going to be able to do that for much longer," I mused as I ran my hand over my bump.

I was freakin' huge!

Emmett had even made me have another scan to see if everything was okay because I was so big for dates, but apart from a little more fluid in there, I was fine. Now I was waiting to hear back from him about a test for gestational diabetes.

Oh, joys.

…

"The test came back negative, Emmett, so shut up," I said sweetly as I piled more turkey on my plate.

"Everything in moderation, Bella," Emmett growled over the table, and I expertly flipped him off without anyone seeing me.

We had a full table today. Esme and Carlisle were here for Thanksgiving as well as Rose and Emmett, Ashley and my family, so it was every man for him or herself when it came to food, even though there was plenty.

"I'm eating for three, Emmett, so I can eat what the hell I like," I stated as I growled, and Edward put a not so calming hand on my leg.

Just a little higher, dear. I thought.

That damn man was like the opposite of kryptonite, he really was. Just a look or a touch and I wanted him there and then!

"Two, Bella, you're eating for two," Emmett said smugly. I did the math, and it didn't add up.

"And what am I, chopped liver? Me, plus two babies equals three, Emmett. Christ not only did you actually go to medical school, but I chose you as my doctor. Wonders will never cease," I giggled as he looked totally gutted.

Dinner was over and done with quickly, and I felt stuffed. I was currently sitting on the couch listening to everyone talk around me as Edward rubbed my swollen feet.

Another thing Emmett was keeping an eye on.

I swear, hands down, that I loved him like a brother, and he was a perfect doctor for me. I just liked to give him grief because it was fun. Rose thought it was hilarious.

"So, are we still decorating the nursery next week?" Esme asked as I started to drift off to sleep.

"Yeah," I moaned gently as Edward ran his thumb hard along the ball of my left foot.

It felt so damn good…

Edward was brave enough to wake me up and take me to bed.

…

I was sulking. I was now thirty-two weeks pregnant, and I couldn't get up from the couch. I had only sat down for two minutes, and I ended up having to text Edward to help me.

He was currently up in the nursery, putting the final touches to the cribs that we bought.

Okay, not final touches. He was still putting it together.

Although it was an American made crib, no fucker thought it would be good to have the instructions in English. Oh no, that would have been easy. There was everything but English written on the small piece of paper.

"Stuck again?" He chuckled as he walked into the room, covered in sweat and looking like a fucking God. I hated him.

"Shut up," I groaned as I held out my hands for him to help me.

"How about we go and lie down for a little while, and I rub your back?" He smiled sweetly at me as he pulled me up from the couch, fighting hard to hide his groan.

"Sure," I replied as I came face to face with him.

Damn, I loved him.

I just hadn't told him yet. In my defense, he hadn't told me either. I waddled up the stairs to our bedroom, stripping off my clothes as I went.

I finally crawled into bed, naked, and stayed on my hands and knees as I waited for Edward to join me.

"I want it," I pouted into the covers of the bed when I felt the mattress dip.

"Like this?" he asked huskily from behind me.

All I could do was nod my head as I felt his fingers flutter up my thighs and then across my clit.

So damn talented and he didn't even know it.

"I love seeing you like this," he said quietly as he kissed my ass while he inserted a finger, "Always so wet and ready," he chuckled as I pushed against him, making it go deeper.

"Edward, please, don't tease me," I groaned as he added a second.

"I like teasing you." I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Oh, I know," I smiled.

"Are you ready, baby? I don't think I can wait any longer," he asked as he pulled out his fingers and I felt him kneel up and rub his cock against me.

"Yes!" I cried out.

Just as he put the tip in, I felt so full, so wet! I literally felt it trickle down my thighs.

"Bella?" he asked quietly, and I wanted to growl at him.

"No talking, please," I whimpered as I tried to push myself further against him.

"Bella, stop!" he said gently as he stopped me from moving.

"What, Edward?" I growled this time.

Why the fuck was, he stopping?

"I don't want you to hit me, but I have to ask, have you just peed yourself?" he whispered.

I felt horrified!

"No, I fucking haven't!" I shouted as the pain hit me.

"Then I think your water just broke."

**giggles**

More to follow later or tomorrow morning!