The Other Woman

by PaintTheWalls

Isabella Swan owns a bookstore. One fine evening, her eyes fall upon a magazine that sets her heart into overdrive and so does the person who bursts into her store… because you just know it when Edward Cullen enters a room.

44. Enchanted

THE OTHER WOMAN

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DISCLAIMER: STEPHENIE MEYER OWNS IT ALL.

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January 18, 2016

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BELLA

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Edward interlaces our hands as we descend the stairs of his lavish jet. I instantly wrap myself to him when the chilly, frosty air hits me. My god, it's cold! Edward puts his arms around me and rubs my back. I fish out my gloves from my purse and put them on.

I'm finally in Chicago. And it's damn windy! It's eleven in the morning and I feel well rested after a quick nap during the flight. Victoria and Jared also joined us because it's Victoria's mother's birthday this week and they are having a party to celebrate.

"Bella! Bella! Edward!" We hear a little voice screech behind us and I turn to see Jared sprinting in our direction. He slept during the entire flight just like I did. He gives us a beaming smile and hugs my legs.

I smile and lift him in my arms. "Hey, sweetheart. Are you excited to meet your nana?"

"Yes! And nana gots me candies and cars!"

"Ah, that's great."

Jared looks adorable bundled up in his winter clothes. He pats my cheek with his glove covered hand and points to the snow. "Do you wanna make a snowman, Bella?"

"Sure honey, but maybe later."

He pouts and reaches for Edward—who immediately takes him from me. "What's up, Jared?"

"Edward, snowman!" Jared whines and Edward chuckles softly.

"Not now, little guy. Right now you need to go to your nana's with mommy and have lunch. Bella and I will come later and we can make as many snowmen as you want, okay?"

Jared frowns sadly and puts his head on Edward's shoulder. I twist a little and see Victoria marching in our direction, holding her purse and Jared's tiny backpack. She has an exasperated look on her face as she stares at her son.

"Jared, mommy told you not to go running. What if you fell?"

"Mommy, snowman!" Jared yells and Victoria gapes at him.

"You aren't supposed to shout, Jared Daniel. We have to go home now. We can make a snowman later on." She says sternly and tears gather in his eyes.

"No! No!" He squirms in Edward's arms until he drops him. Jared runs away from us and Victoria sighs tiredly.

"Jared, come back here!" She shouts but Jared is far from our earshot.

"I'll go get him." Edward volunteers but Victoria shakes her head.

"No, that's okay. I know exactly why he is behaving this way. I'll get him."

Edward squeezes her shoulder and she gazes at him. "Vic, he's a kid. It'll take him few moments to get distracted."

"I hope so," She smiles sadly. "Anyway, you guys should leave if you have to be somewhere. I'll drop Jared at my mom's and I'll see you at the office in three hours."

"You got it," Edward gives her a quick hug and kisses her cheek. "See you in a bit. Take care of my favorite kid."

"I will. Bye, Bella. Get some rest; you aren't supposed to exert a lot of energy in your condition."

I freeze and stare blankly in her direction. What? I haven't told Victoria about the pregnancy. Did Edward tell her? We decided not to tell anybody outside the family for the first three months. I gaze at Edward for a flicker of a second and he tightly shakes his head. I sigh with relief. She is talking about my accident.

"Thanks, I'll get some rest." I say and she smiles, before she leaves to chase after her son.

"It's going to take her a while to distract Jared." Edward whispers against my hair and pulls me to his chest.

"Is it really this tough to handle kids?" I whisper back and he rubs my back.

"I think we'll be okay. Jared has been acting up recently because he is asking about his dad and Victoria hasn't told him about that man."

"Oh," I frown and gaze up at him. "I thought she was on good terms with the father."

He chuckles humorlessly and kisses the top of my head. "No, she isn't. He left and hasn't contacted them since."

"Sounds familiar." I murmur and his eyes soften. He strokes my cheek and gives me a soft kiss.

"I love you, Bella."

"I love you too, so much," I peck his lips and he touches his forehead to mine. "We should get going. I'm freezing."

He laughs. "Yes, we'll go straight to my place."

"I'm hungry." I pout and he strokes my belly.

"What do you guys want to have?"

"Pizza?" I ask hesitantly, knowing he is strict about my diet these days.

"Sure, love. There is a food truck in town that serves pizza for breakfast, you'll love it! Later, I'll take you home."

I grin at him. "Sounds perfect."

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"Thank you, Sam-I-am," Edward closes the book and puts it on the coffee table. He closes his eyes and comfortably perches his head on my lap. I stroke his hair and lean down to kiss his forehead.

"Thank you, honey." I whisper and stroke my growing baby bump.

"I think he liked the story," He says and puts his lips against my bump. "Did you like it, baby boy?"

The baby kicks swiftly making us laugh. "Yep, he loved it."

Edward sits up and rises to his feet. He runs a hand through his hair and offers me his hand. I take it and he leads me to the balcony of our bedroom. I stare at the orange-pink sky and the sun setting on Lake Michigan. It's a beautiful view. Edward wraps his arms around my stomach and caresses my belly. He kisses the side of my neck and nuzzles my hair.

"I love this view." I whisper and he hums in agreement.

"So beautiful." He says and I find him staring at me. I blush crimson and shake my head.

"You're so cheesy, Edward."

"Sure, and when—" His phone rings, interrupting our moment. He checks the name on the screen and sighs. "Baby, I have to take this. It's Kyle. Give me two minutes." He kisses me and his footsteps fade away.

A couple of minutes later, I smile when I hear a pair of heavy footsteps approaching me. I gasp when the baby kicks sharply a couple of times. He is always excited when Edward is around.

"That didn't take long, sweetheart. I thought you wouldn't be back for a while." I comment and hear nothing in response behind me.

"Bella?"

My breathing stops when I hear a familiar yet foreign voice behind me. I turn and my face pales when I see my father standing there. How did security let him in? Didn't Edward see him? My heart starts thundering in my chest and the baby starts kicking like crazy. I feel tears blinding my vision as I stare back at him.

"What do you want?" I croak out and he takes a step in my direction.

I can't see his face, his figure is a dark shadow but I know it's my father. I step back and grab the railing as he approaches me.

"Did you read my letter, Bella?" He asks and I shake my head.

"I don't want an explanation from you! Stay away from Jake and me!"

"Bella please, listen to me."

My father starts walking in my direction and I try to concentrate on my breathing. I feel like I'm glued to the floor and I can't move at all.

"No! No! Don't come near me! Edward!" I yell and everything turns dark.

"Bella?"

My eyes snap open and I realize I'm in the car with Edward next to me. My startled eyes meet his gaze and he cups my face in his hands. He wipes away my tears and I sniffle. I clutch his shirt in my hands and hide my face against his chest. He rocks me in his arms and kisses my hair.

"Oh baby, what happened?"

"I had a dream about my dad." I croak out and he sighs. About the letter he gave me that I have in my purse.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asks and I shake my head.

"No. I want to forget about it," I whisper and a yawn escapes my lips. "I shouldn't have had one whole pizza."

"You loved it, didn't you?" I can hear the smile in his voice.

"God, it was the most delicious pizza I ever had!" I exclaim and pull back to stare at his handsome face. He chuckles and kisses my lips soundly.

"You're so cute."

"When do we reach your place?" I ask and stare out of the window towards the tall buildings. This city is beautiful. No wonder Edward loves it.

"Ten minutes, love." Edward says and I put my head on his shoulder. He pulls out his phone and starts scrolling through his messages. He suddenly laughs and I curiously gaze at him.

"What's so funny?"

He turns the screen in my direction and there is an article that was sent to him by Alice of some trashy magazine. "Apparently, we're secretly married." He comments lightly and I chuckle.

"At least someone is talking about it." I mutter to myself and freeze when I realize I've said it out loud.

Edward gazes at me for a moment and frowns. "What did you just say?"

"Nothing. I said that they should be talking about other things like… winter…," I trail off when he gives me a weird look.

"Did you say that at least someone was talking about it?" He asks and I shrug.

"Kind of."

"What do you mean? That we don't talk about it?"

"Yes." I answer within a beat and immediately regret it. Why are the wrong words coming out of my mouth?

His green eyes widen. "Okay… Do you want to get married?"

What a dumb question. Hell yes.

"Um, maybe."

"Is that a yes or no?" He asks specifically and I laugh nervously.

"I don't know, I mean we were going to wait for a couple of years before we got married and have kids but guess what? We're having a baby in seven months and we're not married. I mean, it's not like it's important that we have a wedding before the baby comes, but I just feel like you know maybe… possibly… you know what I mean." I ramble and take a deep breath.

Edward gazes at me skeptically for a moment. "I don't know what you mean. Are you okay? Your face is flushed."

"I'm fine."

"So in conclusion, you want to wait for a couple of years, right?"

I glower at him and stare into his confused eyes. "Yes, sir. That is exactly what I meant. For being such an amazing boyfriend, you can be so dense!" I glare at him and scoot towards the other end.

"Bella, can you please be specific when you talk?" He says and I ignore him.

A few seconds later, I turn to peek at him and find him staring out of the window from the opposite side. I swear to god I see a hint of smile on his face. Is he acting this dense or does he not want to get married? Ugh, I can't believe we've never discussed this before!

"Bella, are you mad at me?"

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"And you want to wait for two years, right? You said that to me a few weeks ago, baby."

Damn it, I did. How can I force him down the aisle if he doesn't want to get married? This is a nightmare. I won't be able to stop thinking about this now.

"I did say that."

"Come closer, please," Edward says sweetly and I turn in his direction. He pouts adorably and my eyes soften. I shift towards him and hug him as tightly as I can. "I love you, baby."

"I love you too." I whisper and close my eyes.

Marriage.

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"Here's your tea," Helena, the housekeeper says and puts the tray on the side table. She smiles shyly and gazes at me. "Is there anything else you need, Mrs. Cullen? I mean—Ms. Swan." She turns red and fidgets.

Edward sighs impatiently. "That'll be all, Helena."

"Yes, Mr. Cullen." She says hurriedly and scurries out of the bedroom.

"Julie hired her as my housekeeper a few weeks ago… She's new." Edward says awkwardly and I chuckle.

"It's okay."

"If you say so, Ms. Swan." He says and I laugh. He smiles and I walk over to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and feel his arms snaking around my waist.

"I would love for us to sit and spend time but I just threw up ten minutes ago and I'm extremely exhausted." I whisper and he nods.

"I know," He gives me a soft kiss. "Get under the sheets."

"Only if you join me."

"Sounds tempting, but—" I press my lips against his, cutting him off. He sighs against my lips and kisses me back. We slowly build our kiss and I feel his tongue slipping inside my mouth. He bites hard on my bottom lip and I moan softly.

"Come to bed," I murmur and Edward runs his nose down mine. "You don't have to be at the office for two hours."

"Okay, baby. I'll make a quick call and be back."

I nod and he leaves the room. I change my outfit and get under the covers. I groan softly when my back hits the mattress. I have no clue where Edward bought his mattress but it is amazing. I am never getting out of this bed. I cover myself with multiple layers of sheets and blankets, and sigh softly.

I take a long look at his gigantic bedroom and shake my head. It's ridiculously beautiful. I can't find one flaw in this house. But, I still prefer our home in Seattle. We redecorated it together. It took us thirty minutes to take a tour of this massive mansion.

Edward's house is modern yet warm and incorporates the best of the outdoor spaces, sunlight, park and city view. He also has a lush mini-forest in the backyard that he hasn't let me see for some weird reason. The walled courtyard encompasses pool house with lawn, pool, fireplace and terrace.

The six guest rooms are decorated with bright colors that liven up the atmosphere and the kitchen is perfect just as I expected. The gym has a view of the city skyline and Newberry Park. The large windows, atrium and skylights drench the house in sunlight during summers. Currently, there is a thick layer of snow everywhere. There are seven terraces and Edward also has a four car garage which is full. How many cars does he own?

Edward enters the room and goes straight to his ginormous walk-in closet. And like the brat that he is, he has a walk-in closet ready for me too. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I smile when I feel Edward getting under the covers.

I open my eyes and find my boyfriend staring at me with a loving smile on his face. He shifts closer and connects our lips for a quick kiss. He buries his face against my neck and puts his hand on my belly.

"Is that all you are wearing to bed, Bella?" Edward asks when he looks at my clothes. I'm wearing nothing but a tank top and panties. "This is pure torture, love."

"My breasts are very tender. They are so sore!" I whisper and feel his warm hand travelling inside my tank top.

I moan when his fingers brush against my nipples. He suddenly frowns and his green eyes turn fascinated. He puts his head inside my tank top and I giggle because his hair tickles against my skin. He pokes his head out and has a big grin on his face.

"They're getting bigger," He marvels and I laugh.

"I know, sweetheart."

Edward ducks back inside my top and I feel his warm breath against my breasts. He hikes up tank top and plants a soft kiss between the valley of my breasts. I sigh gently and my body yearns with desire. I want him so badly. His eyes hold a yearning that mirrors my own and he bends to kiss the side of my breast. I moan softly and this encourages him to shower my breasts with tender kisses.

I knot my hands in his soft hair and hold his head to my chest. I feel the pain melting away as his lips brush against my breasts. Suddenly, I yelp in pain when he sucks my nipple.

"It hurts." I whimper softly and he apologetically gazes at me.

"I'm so sorry, my love. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm so sorry," His face falls and I see guilt creeping into his eyes. He lowers my tank top and I hold his face in my hands.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm fine," I reassure him and he nods. "Really."

"Okay."

I smile and bring his face closer to mine. I passionately crash my lips against his and feel him return the kiss with a similar vigor. I pour all my pent up emotions into that kiss and forget about everything but his lips pressed against mine. He cups the back of my neck and playfully tugs on my bottom lip.

Edward pulls me closer and I turn to straddle his lap. He breathlessly pulls back and trails soft kisses down my neck. I feel his raging hard on against my ass, so I grind my hips against his.

As if snapping out of a spell, Edward goes still and his eyes instantly open. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him.

"Bella, we can't." He whispers against my lips and I sigh.

"Edward, please. Please?" I ask softly and stare at him from under my lashes.

"You have no idea how much I want this, angel. But, we can't."

"I'm fine, really."

"We can't, Bella. Not for another five weeks." He says and strokes my cheek.

"But—"

"You're not fine, Bella! Your body is still healing!" Edward snaps and I feel rejected.

I blink back my tears and get off his lap. I bury myself under the covers and turn away from him. I wipe away my tears but more follow.

"I'm sorry." I murmur and swallow the lump in my throat.

"Don't apologize, baby. I should be the one saying sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm so so sorry. I feel terrible. I was frustrated with myself. Bella, please look at me." Edward says and I can hear the anxiety in his voice.

I slowly turn in his direction and find a remorseful expression on his face. "I'm sorry, baby. I can't apologize enough."

"I know," I nod and he wipes away my tears. "And I don't know what I was thinking. I should be thinking about our baby too. The doctors have said that the next few weeks are crucial. I shouldn't be unreasonable."

"You're not being unreasonable," Edward says and brings me in his arms. I wrap myself to him and breathe in his intoxicating scent. "And don't even for a second think that I was rejecting you. Sex is something that can wait until you are fine."

"Yes."

"And five weeks later, I'll make it up to you. I promise."

I blush and nod against him. "I'm sure you will."

We lay in complete silence in bed, wrapped up to each other and I feel Edward playing with a strand of my hair. He occasionally kisses the top of my head or my hands.

"Edward?"

"Hmm?"

"How are summers in Chicago?"

"They are worth the wait, baby." He says with a smile and I roll my eyes. "I mean, they are fantastic."

"Maybe we can stay here during the summer. I really like this house and you can work from here, right?"

"Yes! That sounds fantastic! I think we should start next year since you'll be heavily pregnant during the summer and I don't want you to travel in that condition. Do you want to convert the room next door into a nursery for the baby?"

"Um, sure."

"I love this plan!" He says excitedly and I smile. I love it when he is happy.

"I can see that." I lean up and peck his lips.

"We can also come here during Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas," He suggests and that makes me laugh.

"I'll think about it, honey."

"And possibly Easter too."

I close my eyes and snuggle against him. I'm sure he's going to try to convince me to move to Chicago.

"Okay." I mutter and cover a yawn with the back of my hand.

"Or we can go to Seattle during the summers and move here."

"Sure."

"Really?"

"No."

"Bella, come on. I mean, Chicago is comparatively…" I don't hear the rest of his sentence as I fall into a deep slumber.

Edward is so exasperating at times.

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January 19, 2016

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I stare at the gorgeous painting exhibit in front of me and then gaze at my handsome boyfriend—who is lost in the beauty of it. We are at the Art Institute of Chicago and it's one of the most beautiful art museums I've been to. Edward said that he's been here more times than he can count, but it's still refreshing every time he visits.

Edward and I have been looking at various exhibits and paintings for the past two hours. It's almost five in the evening and the place is about to close for the day.

I woke up at eight in this morning after a good night's rest; no three am bathroom break or six am throwing up session. When I went downstairs, I found Edward ready to go to work. He promised me that he would be home by two and take me around the city. I had a relaxing bath, worked on content for the book, had a Facetime meeting with Edythe and ate lunch.

I hadn't suffered from morning sickness. Not once today so far.

I snap out of my reverie when a warm arm snakes around my waist. "Hey, beautiful."

I blush brightly and turn my head in Edward's direction. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his cheek. "Hey, handsome."

"Did you like the exhibit?" He asks in a velvety soft voice and offers me his panty dropping smile.

"Yes, I loved it."

"We're leaving now; we have a lot of places left to see."

"Places?" I emphasize the plural and he chuckles.

"You'll see." He whispers and kisses the top of my head.

"I know exactly why you are tiring me out, Cullen." I point out and he smiles but doesn't say anything.

Last night, Edward and I got into an argument about my book tour (he wants me to shorten it) which ended with me in tears. Later, he apologized and we made up —sans sex. We almost did it and I tried to persuade him but he has a lot of self-control. It's annoying.

"How about we take a walk?"

"Um, sure."

"Where are we going?"

"We are on the busiest street in Chicago. I think you should see how beautiful it is. You can do some shopping too. And we can eat something, if you want."

"Okay, that sounds fun." I smile and peck his lips.

"Mr. Cullen?"

We turn when we hear a throaty male voice behind us. I see a man, probably in his fifties, suited and booted with a beaming grin on his face. He shakes hands with Edward and offers me a polite nod. I smile and nod back.

"Mr. Berkeley, it's wonderful to meet you."

"And you, Mr. Cullen. It's been a while since we've seen you here."

"Mr. Berkeley, this is my girlfriend, Bella Swan. Bella, this is Jim Berkley, he is the treasurer of the Art Institute of Chicago."

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Berkeley." I say softly and he grins at me.

"And you, Ms. Swan. Is this your first time visiting our museum?"

"Yes, and I absolutely love it."

"That's great to hear. And don't forget to visit the shop; we have amazing exhibits on sale. I'm sure you will like that too."

"We will," Edward says and caresses my back. "My sister has demanded that I bring her the Van Gogh orb. She loves Patricia Breen's work."

"I bet she does. And I hear your project in Dubai is…"

And I stand there for the next fifteen minutes, listening to that man almost interview my boyfriend about his residential tower project in Dubai. The place empties within minutes and we are the only people left in this gigantic room besides the employees.

Once Mr. Berkeley leaves, Edward gazes at me with relief and leads me as far away from that man as possible. Edward buys the orb that Alice wanted and has it gift wrapped. It's ridiculously overpriced but I don't say anything.

Edward and I descend the steps of the Institute and he receives a call. He reluctantly answers it and pulls me snugly against him. I can't believe how cold this city is! I am dressed in a multicolored shirt, black skinny jeans, ankle boots and black wool felt coat. And gloves, of course. Otherwise, my hands would freeze in this weather.

"Hey, Benji. What's up?" Edward says and I smile. "Yes, still on for Thursday. Is that all you wanted to ask? I'm going to hang up now… Fine, what is it?… What?! Really, that's great!" He has an excited expression on his face like he's just heard the most exciting news ever. "Wait, hold on."

Edward gazes at me and his green eyes are dancing with joy. "Bella, Benji just arranged tickets for Sunday's Bulls vs. Patriots game!"

"Sunday? Sweetie, we were supposed to leave on Sunday. I have meetings at the publishing house and with Tia on Monday," I say and his smile slowly dies down. Oh, I don't want to make him sad. "But, it's alright. I'll reschedule. We can leave Monday morning."

"Are you sure? I can cancel," He says and I can see the reluctance on his face. I hear Benji shouting something to Edward from the other line.

I giggle. "No, baby. Don't cancel. I'll manage."

"Do you want to come? Everyone's going to be there."

"Just the guys?" I ask and he nods. "I think you should go by yourself. Have a night out with your friends. I'm sure it's been a while since you've had that."

"Yes, it's been quite some time," He smiles and kisses my lips soundly. "Thank you for being the best."

"You're welcome."

Edward puts the phone to his ear and grins. "Benji, I'm there… No, she isn't coming. She doesn't like sports… What?… Of course she did. Why? Karen was giving you a hard time? … Well, I'm a lucky man… Alright, whatever… Fine, I'll see you soon. Bye."

"Benji was surprised that you patiently cancelled our Sunday plans. Karen threw a fit and cried over it." Edward says and laughs.

I chuckle and pat his cheek. "That's because she's pregnant and hormonal. That happens."

"Will that happen to you in a couple of weeks?" He asks skeptically and I shrug.

"Maybe, I don't know." I say because I'm really not sure what will happen in next few months.

"As long as you don't kick me out of our house, I think I can manage."

I giggle. "Alright, Cullen. I'll keep that in mind."

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We stroll along the Magnificent Mile, a world famous shopping district that is still bustling with people at six in the evening. I crane my neck as I take a hearty look at the tall skyscrapers and elegant stores.

"Do you want to buy something, baby?" Edward asks and I shake my head.

"No, thank you. I think I'm good."

"Are you sure? You can get whatever you want on this street."

I smile. "I'm fine, Edward."

He kisses the side of my head and loops my arm through his and interlaces our hands. He tells me about the different buildings surrounding us and shares some of his memories of the places he usually visits when he's here. It's satisfying to see a constant smile on Edward's face. He stops mid-word and gazes at my thoughtful face.

"What's wrong, love?" Edward asks gently and I blush. I shake my head and we stop walking. He pulls me flush against him and my breathing hitches. He leans closer and I shiver when his cool breath fans my face.

"It's nothing," I whisper breathlessly and he brushes his lips against my cheek. "I was just admiring how much you love Chicago."

"I grew up here, of course I love it. But, I still prefer our home in Seattle where I get to wake up next to you every day. That's home for me now."

"That makes me really happy, Edward." I whisper with a smile. I wind my arms around his neck and sigh against his lips.

"But, I'm still going to tell our kid how Chicago is better than Seattle." He mumbles seriously and I laugh.

"I wouldn't expect anything less," I stroke his cheek and his eyes bore into mine. "I love you, Edward."

"I love you too, both of you." Edward says and my heart melts hearing that, like it always does. He briefly touches my belly and we share a smile.

"Edward, is that you?" I hear a posh, hard voice say to my right.

I turn to see a beautiful woman, probably around my age, who is dressed in a skin tight dress, boots and a coat. Her dark eyes are practically eye-fucking my boyfriend and she has a sultry smile on her ruby red lips. Edward straightens himself and pulls me impossibly closer to him, as if shielding himself from her.

"Hey, Kelly." Edward says and offers a polite smile.

"Hi! Oh my god, it's been ages!" She walks towards us and pushes me to the side as she tightly hugs him.

I steady myself and sigh with irritation. I don't like her. Edward gently breaks the hug and she runs a hand through her long blonde locks.

"And who's this?" Kelly asks as she gazes at me from head to toe.

Edward offers me a gorgeous smile and I blush from his loving gaze. "This is my beautiful girlfriend, Bella. Baby, this is an old friend of mine, Kelly."

"Oh come on, Edward! We were more than friends!" She winks at my boyfriend—who shifts uncomfortably by my side. "How long are you in town for? We should totally hang out! I have a party this Friday. You can bring your girlfriend too." She mutters the latter part with distaste, as if I'm invisible.

"I'm sorry, Kelly but I'm going to pass on that offer. Bella and I have important plans on Friday," He turns to me and smiles. "Plus, I'd rather spend some quality time with her. She's been very busy lately. Her book is being published, her bookstore is under renovation and she's avidly working with my NGO. So, what are you up to these days?" He turns to her and she plays with her hair.

"I uh, am a decorator. I recently decorated my penthouse. And I help mom with her boutique."

"That sounds great," Edward comments and kisses my hair. "Now, if you'll excuse us, Bella and I have somewhere to be."

"Yeah, bye. Call me Ed, in case you get bored." Kelly says and gives me a phony smile.

I smile in her direction. "Don't worry. I know how to keep my man busy."

She huffs and walks away. Edward spins me in his arms and I laugh. He passionately kisses me and I moan softly. I deepen our kiss and pull his face closer to mine. We breathlessly break apart and he touches his forehead to mine.

"Let's go to our next destination before things get carried away." He says and brushes his thumb against my bottom lip.

"Where are we going?"

He smiles. "We are going to have dinner at my favorite Italian restaurant called The Rosebud and then I'm going to show you the Chicago skyline. You want to see that, don't you?"

"Yes! I'm dying to see it ever since you showed me your painting!" I say excitedly and feel overjoyed that he is taking me places that I've wanted to see.

"Alright, I'll call the driver."

"Can't we see the skyline first?" I ask and pout.

"No baby, that pout is not going to work. We need to eat first."

"Fine, whatever!" I huff which makes him laugh.

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January 21, 2016

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"Edward, go away." I whisper weakly and heave against the toilet seat. I close my eyes and remain still as I wait for another wave of nausea to crash over me.

When I know I won't be throwing up anymore, I push the flush button and the contents disappear from my eyesight. I put down the toilet lid and stand in front of the wash basin. I stare at my pale face in the mirror and find Edward patiently standing behind me like he always does. I gargle and quickly brush my teeth. I wash my face with warm water and dry it with towel.

I turn to Edward and he opens his arms for me. I quickly rush into them and hide my face against his chest. He undoes my ponytail and my head starts feeling lighter than before. He strokes my hair and gently rocks me in his arms.

"Let's go to bed, it's late." Edward whispers against my ear and I nod.

We step out of the bathroom and he leads me to the bed. I check the time on the radio alarm and see that it's three in the morning. Edward tucks me under the covers and gives me a chaste kiss. He caresses my cheek with his hand and sighs.

"Do you want anything? Tea? Maybe crackers?" Edward asks and I shake my head.

"I don't want to puke again."

"You won't, my love. I'll go make herbal tea for you," He says and kisses my forehead. "No more spicy and greasy food for dinner from now on. And you're going to have small meals throughout the day."

"Yes, sir." I whisper and he smiles.

"I'll be back in ten."

Edward walks out of the room and I twist a little to grab my phone. I yelp when I feel a sudden jab in my ribs. It hurts. I touch my side and take a deep breath. I cough a little and wince when my chest hurts. Why is it hurting again? I wrap my arms around my stomach and close my eyes. Breathe in… Breathe out… Breathe in… Breathe out…

I wake up gasping in pain and feel a warm arm around my stomach. I open my eyes and see Edward snuggled up to me. My eyes fill with tears as the pain intensifies. I shake Edward violently and his eyes snap open. He gazes at me with an alarmed expression and sits up. He takes my hand in his and frowns.

"Baby, what happened?"

"My ribs hurt," I whimper and tighten my hold on his hand. "They hurt so badly."

"Calm down, darling. I want you to breathe first. Stay calm, okay?" He says soothingly and a sob escapes my lips.

"It hurts."

"Dr. Kilmer gave you some medication for this. Let me get it." He tries to get off the bed but I grab his wrist.

"Don't leave me." I say and tears blind my vision.

"Hey, I'm right here. I'll just get the pills, angel." He whispers and kisses my forehead.

Edward unwraps my hand from his wrist and leaves the room. A few seconds later, he returns and sits on the edge of the bed. I carefully sit up and swallow the pills. I drink a glass of water and get under the covers again.

"I want to go home." I mumble and sniffle lightly. He wipes my nose with the long sleeve of his t-shirt which makes me blush.

"We'll talk about it in the morning, okay?" Edward says and strokes my hair.

"It's so cold here." I mutter and he chuckles.

"I know, hush now, and go to sleep."

I close my eyes and sigh. "Stay with me."

Edward slips under the covers and carefully pulls me closer. I take short breaths and try to ignore the mild pain in my chest. I concentrate on his soft breathing against my hair, his hand stroking my belly and the other one caressing my arm and his lips brushing against the top of my head.

As I drift off to sleep, I feel something vibrate against my leg.

"Fuck," Edward whispers and I keep my eyes shut. It's his phone.

"Hello?… Hey, how are you?… I'm in Chicago with Bella… I heard, Em. Mom told me. How do you feel?… I'm really sorry I'm not there, I feel terrible… Thanks… Uh, Friday? I hope that's okay with you. If not—Thank you so much… Yeah, almost two weeks. Mom told you, didn't she? I knew it… I don't know, it's up to her. I mean, I haven't asked yet. Who knows what she might say… I hope you're right… What do you want to know about him?… Alright, I'll tell Zidek to drop off the remaining files at your place—What do you mean you aren't staying at your house—You what?!"

"Edward?" I say groggily and snuggle closer to him. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, baby. Go to sleep." Edward whispers and kisses the side of my head. He gets out of the bed and I hear his footsteps fading as he speaks to someone.

I'll talk to him in the morning.

---

"… and before I forget, the dates are updated for the book tour. We'll be starting on March 25 and go until May 05." Edythe says and types something on her laptop.

I nod. "Yes, I read the email Pat sent to me last night."

She gazes at me and offers an exuberant smile. "Are you excited? I'm so excited! I can't wait!"

"I'm looking forward to it." I grin at her and she gives me a pointed look.

"Something you want to tell me? You've seemed off since your accident. Is there something wrong? Do you want to postpone the book launch and tour? We can talk to Frieda and her team. I'll get—" I cut her off.

"Nothing like that, Edythe," I reassure her and she sighs with relief. "I've been looking forward to the book launch for a very long time. I wish it was sooner."

"I feel the same way."

Edward and I had a discussion during breakfast about the tour dates. He is adamant that I scratch off some of the places I'll be visiting because it will be physically exhausting. But, I think I'll be able to manage. I'm going to have team of people to help me.

I clear my throat and grab her attention. "You've been on tours before, right?"

"Yeah, it's really exhausting but I feel that you learn a lot." She says with a smile and I idly play with my hair.

"That's true."

Edythe puts her laptop away and looks me in the eye. "Bella, if you are having second thoughts about this tour, you can share them with me. Look, we have a mountain of tasks ahead of us and if you don't feel good about this, we can call the whole thing off. Or maybe postpone it. Your wellbeing is more important. I know you have a lot of family conflicts going on and you are still recovering from your accident. It's a lot to take in."

My eyes fill with tears and anxiety pools in the pit of my stomach. On top of all these issues, I'm having a baby in few months. I'm scared that if I physically stress myself, it'll affect the baby. I don't want to hurt my baby. But, this book is something that I've been working on for a long time. I've had many sleepless nights and I want to see it through.

"Bella, are you okay?" Edythe asks softly and I stare at the knotted hands on my lap. I sniffle and nod my head.

"I'm fine." I mumble and a sob escapes my chest.

"Oh honey, don't cry," She comes over and sit by me on the sofa and puts an arm around me. "Hey, it's going to be alright."

"I'm pregnant." I whisper and she stiffens next to me.

I look at her and find shock all over her face. Slowly, the shock wears off and a huge smile erupts on her face. "Bella, congratulations! That's so wonderful! You'll make a great mother."

Edythe hugs me and I momentarily forget about my worries and hug her back. She rubs my back and releases me. I wipe away my tears and she exhales deeply.

"Is this what Edward wanted to talk to me about?" She asks and I nod. "Don't pressure yourself, we'll figure it out."

"Are you sure?" I ask and she chuckles.

"Yes, dear. Now, first things first, you'll have to tell the publication about the baby because they will want to know."

I frown. "Why? My being pregnant is none of their business."

"Yes Bella, but you'll be promoting your book that they are publishing. It's best if they are informed about it. How far along are you?"

"Seven weeks, starting today." I say and can't help smile.

"Aw you're so cute, Bella," She gushes and I blush. "How about—"

We get interrupted when Edward steps inside the room with a sexy smile on his face. He looks handsome in his light blue shirt and black pants. He has rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and his black jacket is draped over his arm. His green eyes meet mine and they light up. My face heats up and I smile shyly.

"Hey, Edward." Edythe says and he gazes at her.

"Hey."

"I'm going to get more coffee." She says and grabs her empty mug before walking out of the family room.

I stand up once Edward is within reaching distance and he envelops me in his arms. I wind my arms around his neck and smile. He touches his forehead to mine and grins.

"Welcome home, honey." I whisper and he pecks my lips.

"Hmm, how was your day?"

"You don't have a lot of energy to do anything else once you've thrown up both breakfast and lunch." I mutter and he sighs.

"I'm sorry about that," He says and wipes away a stray tear from my cheek. "You were crying."

I nod and stare at his shirt. He tips my chin up to look into his gorgeous eyes. "Why were you crying?"

"I told Edythe that we're having a baby. I was crying because it's all overwhelming." My voice breaks as I explain to him.

His eyes soften and he cups my face in his hands. "Baby, don't worry."

"We were discussing the book tour dates."

"Can I stay here, if you don't mind?" He asks hesitantly and I smile.

"Of course."

Edythe walks inside with a smile on her face and she gives a quick hug to Edward. "Congratulations, Edward. I'm really happy for you guys."

"Thank you very much," He says with a big grin and settles on the sofa beside me.

Edythe sits across from us and takes hold of her laptop. Edward puts an arm around me and kisses my cheek. I blush and rest my head on his shoulder. Karen and Benji invited us to their place for dinner tonight at eight. We need to leave in an hour and half. I'm very excited to meet them.

"Alright guys, what is it that you want to talk about?" Edythe inquires and Edward clears his throat.

"How many places are you hitting for the book tour?" He asks and she gazes at the laptop and back at him.

"We'll be travelling to 26 cities."

Edward lets out a gust of breath and chuckles. "That's great."

"Edward sweetheart," I put my hand on his knee and he gazes at me. "It'll be fine. I'll take care of myself and the baby."

"I know you will, Bella. I trust you. But," He looks at Edythe. "Please make sure there is proper gap between each destination, and a week off when Bella is in Seattle so that we can book the doctor's appointment."

"There is ample time for Bella to relax after every city, don't worry. I'll make sure she is in Seattle for more than four days. She needs a monthly check-up." Edythe mutters and thoughtfully stares at her laptop screen.

"Also, Bella is in dire need of an assistant, which I've told her a couple of times but she continues to ignore me." Edward says and I glare at him.

"I don't need someone to get my coffee." I snap and he sighs.

"If you have an assistant, he or she will take care of your schedule, help you manage your time and possibly remind you to eat. You can't remember every single task of yours. You will have someone to rely on in case you forget something." Edward explains and his eyes pin me with their stare.

"Okay, fine." I whisper and he offers me a dazzling smile.

"Great. Victoria already has two people shortlisted from a pool of ten. You guys can select whichever one you want once we go back to Seattle." He says and I roll my eyes.

"Of course."

Edythe pipes in. "Edward is absolutely right about this. I'll be involved in arrangements of your demos and signing sessions, and won't always be available."

Edward curiously gazes at us. "Wait a minute. You have cooking demos?"

I smile shyly. "Yeah, I figured it'll be more interesting. We are not doing them in every city but wherever we can manage. There will be around twelve cooking demos and I have a special one just for desserts."

Edward flashes me a big smile. "Oh, I wouldn't miss the desert one. Where is it going to be?"

"New York."

"Sounds great. What are you making?" He asks and I giggle.

"I'll make whatever you want, honey. I haven't selected a final recipe yet. I have to email it to the marketing team by end of this week."

"Okay, I'll choose something from the book."

"Bella, we are almost done with everything." Edythe says and I feel butterflies swirling in my stomach. I can't wait.

I smile at her. "Yep."

"Are you feeling better now?" She asks and I nod.

I feel much better with Edward next to me. I know he's always there to help and share his thoughts regarding any problem I have. If there are proper breaks between cities and I get enough time to rest, this book tour should be smooth sailing.

"I think we are done for today," I announce and she smiles. "When is your return flight to Seattle?"

"Tomorrow morning."

"I'm so thankful you could come here and stay for two days so we could meet and discuss about the book."

Edythe shakes her head. "Oh come on Bella, it's my pleasure. Plus, it's a relief to get away from my family for two days and let my husband take care of the kids. I'm flying first class and have the best hotel suite, thanks to your boyfriend."

Edward chuckles and nods. "You're welcome."

"So," Edythe drawls and gazes at Edward for a millisecond before looking at me. "Now that the preparations for the book launch have ended, do you guys think we should prepone the event?"

I frown at the sudden change of topic. "Um, why should we prepone it?"

"Well, your book tour will be starting two weeks after the launch. Don't you think you should give more time to readers to enjoy your book before the tour? Maybe you'll attract more people once they try the recipes and see how wonderful the book is. You can keep working on your blogs, I'm already running your Facebook and Instagram pages—which are garnering a lot of attention—and this way… it'll be helpful,"

She continues. "Now, once the book is out, we'll know the key demographic of what age groups find your book the most interesting. We can sort events and demos according to that."

Edward strokes my arm and I glance at him. "Edythe makes sense here, darling. Don't you think?"

"Yes, of course. Why didn't we think of this before?" I mutter and they smile.

"It's never too late, Bella." She says and I sigh.

"What about the venues for the book launch? We have booked them in advance. Will they change the dates? What if they won't? We need to talk to Pat and the logistics team. What if they don't like this idea? I think—"

Edward cuts me off. "Love, don't panic. Edythe and I will handle it. Is that alright with you? I'll make sure we get the venues, okay?"

I nod and try to calm my erratic heart. I hug him and place my head on his chest. He kisses the side of my head and winds his arms around me.

"Thank you." I whisper and feel his lips brushing against my cheek.

"Anything for you, Bella," Edward whispers silkily and clears his throat. "Edythe, what dates do you think Frieda will be okay with?"

"How about February 7? And the event in New York on February 10?" I hear her say.

I think preponing will be a good idea. At least I won't live in the anxiety of getting my book launched for another month. I will find out quicker how my book is doing. If people don't respond well, maybe I can cancel the book tour. But, I hope that doesn't happen. I should have positive thoughts.

"Bella love, what do you think?" Edward asks me and I pull back.

"Sounds good. Do you think Frieda will be okay with this?" I ask and look at Edythe—who offers me a smile.

"Consider it done."

Okay.

---

"Bella? Bella?"

I roll my eyes when I hear Edward calling my name from the stairway. I hear him descending the stairs and he appears in front of me within seconds. I stop breathing when I stare at his handsome face. His hair is a sexy mess and there is a cute frown on his face. He is dressed in a white Henley, grey jeans and a black cardigan. He has his coat in one hand and phone in the other.

"I should've known you would be here." Edward mutters and I snap out of my reverie.

I am currently in the kitchen checking up on the dessert I made for our dinner at Karen and Benji's. Karen said that she wanted to taste something I made because Edward always raves about it. Plus, she said that she is not good at making desserts.

Edward has been in his study for the past hour talking on the phone to someone instead of getting ready to leave for dinner. When I asked him if there was a problem, he didn't respond to my question.

"Are you ready to leave?" He asks and I nod. "Are you mad at me?" I nod again. "I'm sorry, baby. It was about Emmett. I just had a lot on my mind when you asked."

I look into his earnest green eyes. "What happened? Is he alright? You said that he was fine."

"He is, love. But he is obviously a bit emotionally unstable. He talks to me from time to time." He says and I bite my bottom lip anxiously.

"Do you think he'll talk to me if I call?" I ask and he nods.

"Of course, we'll call him tomorrow morning, okay?"

"Okay." I offer him a smile and he smiles back.

"What are you doing here?"

"I made dessert. Karen wanted me to make something so I prepared a layered mocha cheesecake." I say and retrieve the cake from the refrigerator. I put it on the cake stand and close it with a glass lid.

"This cake looks so fucking delicious. I'll barely get a piece. Karen and Benji will hog it all to themselves." He pouts and I giggle. I close the distance between us and kiss his lips soundly.

"You're so cute. I made a tiny version just for you and left it in the fridge. I figured you would whine about it." I say and his eyes light up.

Edward crashes his lips against mine and I moan softly. I enthusiastically kiss him back and smile against his lips. "Thank you, Bella. God, I love you."

I laugh. "I know, sweetheart. Well, you are my favorite person in the whole world."

"I'm honored, Ms. Swan," He whispers and rubs his nose down mine. "Might I say you look absolutely ravishing tonight?"

I blush from head to toe and stare at him from under my lashes. "You look quite handsome yourself."

He kisses my lips softly. "Thank you again, my love."

"Can I ask for something, baby?" I ask softly and he smiles.

"Anything you want, Bella."

"Can I have pizza? I'm really hungry." I pout and he groans.

"Bella, I think we've discussed this a million times over the last few days. No junk food for dinner. Plus, we are going out for dinner." He says firmly and I pout more.

"Please? Please? I really want to have pizza."

Edward closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Love, you know I don't like to refuse you, but you can't have pizza. Please don't make it difficult to say no."

"Edward sweetheart, look at me," I whisper and he shakes his head. "Edward, open your eyes and look at me."

"No." He mutters and I huff internally. I know I can break him if he looks at me.

"Why aren't you looking at me?" I ask and try to sound hurt.

His eyes immediately snap open and his green eyes gaze at my sad face. I cradle his handsome face in my hands and lean closer. He looks hesitant and I sigh softly. I brush my lips against his and he returns my kiss.

I break our kiss and gaze into his soulful eyes. "Edward, it's just one pizza. I can't leave Chicago without having its famous pizza. Nothing will happen," I whisper against his lips and kiss his jaw. "I can share, sweetheart. Please?" I continue and kiss his lips. His eyes never leave mine and I smile softly. I can see his will crumbling in them.

"Bella…" His sentence trails off and I decide to use a final weapon. I grab his free hand and put it on my flat belly.

"The baby really wants it, sweetheart. Don't you want our baby to be happy? She wants pizza." I say and his face looks conflicted. I can't believe I called our baby 'she'. We're having a boy! But, it's the only way to make my boyfriend happy.

Edward sighs dejectedly. "Alright, if you cared enough to call our baby a girl, I think you really want pizza. We'll pick it up on our way, okay?"

I squeal. "Thank you! I love you so much, Edward! You are the best boyfriend in the entire universe. I promise I won't have junk food at dinner after this."

I throw my arms around Edward's neck and hug him. He chuckles and buries his nose against my hair to take in a deep breath. We stay in our embrace for a couple of minutes until I have the sudden urge to pee. I release him and the doorbell rings.

"That must be the pizza, I already ordered it in advance," I say hurriedly and bounce from one foot to another. "Can you please get that? I have to pee. Thanks."

I march towards the closest bathroom and stop when Edward calls to me. I turn and find him staring at me with a determined face.

"You are not allowed to use our baby to grant any favors for another month! And I will not forget this. I'll get back at you for this, Swan." He says and I glare at him, unable to form a coherent sentence in my mind. I know he will take revenge for how I almost seduced him for a stupid pizza.

"I'm not sharing this pizza with you, then. Screw you." I say and turn on my heel to rush to the bathroom to pee.

Well that was mature.

---

"What the fuck is going on here?" Edward mutters as we enter Benji and Karen's home.

Their house is situated in a suburban neighborhood surrounded by tall trees and has a cute little backyard. It's not a giant house but it seems quite luxurious. Edward and I enter through the main door as it was unlocked and find a mess in the living room. There is a lot of commotion and there is a lady crooning on the home speakers about pregnancy.

Edward helps me out of my jacket and hangs our coats in in the hall closet. We walk further inside and I hear Karen yelling in the room next door.

"Karen? Benji?" Edward calls out but I don't think they can hear him.

"… Fine, alright! I won't help and don't yell at me later! Bella and Edward will be here any moment and look at this place!" I hear a strong male voice slowly rise in volume and realize Benji must be approaching the living room.

Benji appears in the room and I take a good look at his face. I have only seen him and Karen in photos so it's kind of exciting that I'm meeting them for the first time. Benji is tall, as tall as Edward with dirty blonde hair and grey eyes. He has a light beard which suits him well. His features are very sharp and distinctive. He is very good-looking but nothing compared to my boyfriend.

"Hey!" Benji says and he looks surprised. His eyes race all over the living room and look at us again. "Wow, you guys are here already. I'm sorry if this place looks messy, I'll get everything cleaned up."

"Hello, Benji. It's great to meet you too." Edward says and Benji chuckles. He relaxes a little and walks over to us. They share a brief hug and Edward snakes an arm around my waist.

"Benji, this is my Bella."

Benji smiles and hugs me. "Hey, Bella. It's wonderful to finally meet you."

"You too. And congratulations on your wedding and the baby. I'm very happy for you guys." I say with a smile and he beams at me.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Benji's smile disappears and he looks at Edward. "She's so nice. Keep her away from Karen. She is lashing out on people who are being nice to her today."

"Really?" Edward whispers and protectively pulls me in his arms. I giggle and shake my head.

"She's pregnant, it's nothing else." I say and Benji sighs tiredly.

"I'm so done with her being pregnant. And it's only been four and half months." He mutters and Edward kisses the top of my head.

"You'll get used to it." Edward says to which Benji laughs in response.

"You can never get used to it."

"BENJI! Why aren't you helping me?!" I hear Karen shout which makes me jump. Wow, she is loud. I gaze at Edward anxiously and he rubs my back.

Benji gives me an apologetic smile and turns his head towards the kitchen. "Edward and Bella are here, babe. Why don't you come out?"

"What?!" She yells and I hear her footsteps stomping towards the living room.

Karen comes into my view and I try to cover my shock looking at her face. Her burgundy hair is all over the place and her green eyes look apprehensive. She is holding a ladle in one hand and the other one is clenched in a fist. She is wearing an apron over her sweatshirt and I can see her protruding baby bump.

"Oh my god, you guys are here." She says nervously and tries to fix her hair.

"Yeah, you invited us," Edward says and she glares at him. Oh, Edward. Before she can open her mouth, he speaks again. "We brought dessert! You're going to love it! Bella made cheesecake."

Karen's expression changes and she grins. "That's so wonderful! I can't wait to eat it. I'm a little hungry right now."

Benji chimes in. "Let's get dinner ready first. Edward, why don't you grab drinks for Bella and yourself from the bar? Karen and I will get dinner on the table."

"No!" Karen says sharply and shakes her head. "Don't enter my kitchen! All you do is yell and scream at me!"

"I think I'll help Karen with dinner." I whisper to Edward and he frowns.

"Are you sure, baby? You get nauseous when you are in the kitchen."

"I'll be fine." I peck his lips and walk over to Karen—who is sending a death glare at her husband.

"Hi, Karen. It's so nice to meet you in person." I say cheerfully and her expression turns bright.

"I'm so sorry I'm behaving so weirdly. I'm so glad we're meeting, Bella. Finally!" She gives me a bone crushing hug and I smile. I can feel her protruded abdomen pressing against my stomach and I realize this is soon going to happen to me.

I release Karen and her green eyes are studying my face intently. I clear my throat softly. "Do you mind if I help you in the kitchen? I don't want to sit idle."

She shakes her head and smiles. "Oh Bella, I'll manage it. I just have to prepare the soup, chicken and salad."

"I want to help." I insist because I know there is a lot to do and she is close to a breakdown.

"Really? You want to help me?" She asks softly and I nod. "That's so nice," She suddenly starts sobbing and hugs me. "Thank you, Bella."

I rub her back and turn to see Edward give us a weird look. I smile and hold her as long as she wants. She pulls back a few minutes later and wipes away her tears.

"Let's go then." She says and grins at me.

"We'll clean up in here." Edward says behind me pointing to the living room and I nod.

Karen and I go to the kitchen where I see an utter mess. There are pots and pans strewn around, groceries haphazardly set on the side table and there is something inside the oven. Karen starts arranging the groceries and I help her.

"I'm making Lobster Bisque, Roast chicken with lemon and herbs and Mediterranean quinoa salad." She informs me and my mouth waters. I can't wait to have roast chicken.

"That sounds delicious. I'm starving already! Let's get to work."

"Yes. I'll make the salad. Can you check the soup that's on the stove?" She asks sweetly and I nod.

I walk over to the pot and immediately cover my mouth with my hand when the strong scent of herbs assaults my senses. I fight a wave of nausea and nod my head.

"This looks good." I mumble and try to breathe through my mouth.

"Yeah, I made a recipe from your Christmas blog. It's amazing. My friends are your fans already. They can't wait to see you on the book tour."

I blush and smile shyly. "I can't wait either. I'll send you passes if you want, just let me know how many friends are coming."

She squeals. "Oh really? That'd be awesome! Thank you, Bella!"

"You are welcome."

"Can you help me with roast chicken? I think I've messed something up. I'm just all over the place." She says with a lost expression and I squeeze her hand.

"It's alright. Let me help. Do you want to sit for a while?" I ask and motion to the chair.

"Yeah, I think I might. My legs are killing me," She mutters and settles on the chair. She sighs loudly and rubs her protruding bump. "Before you start your family with Edward let me tell you something, pregnancy is no piece of cake, Bella. All you get are clown feet and people touching your belly as if you are an exhibit at a children's museum." She snaps and I become motionless.

"R—Really?" I stutter out and my heart rate picks up.

"Yes. And it's just wonderful when you have an emotionally unavailable husband like mine who doesn't give two shits about your whining and won't go out to get you ice-cream at three in the morning. You get a terrible backache and every person at work wants to offer you stupid advice that doesn't make sense! How can I forget that you can't even have a glass of wine at the end of every monstrous day! Only coffee, which is decaf!" She yells during her rant and I blink rapidly and try to breathe.

"That sucks." I mutter and her lips curve into a smile.

"Anyway, how is your life in Seattle?"

Well I'm pregnant too, for starters.

---

I fiddle with the fork in my hand and make imaginary circles over my slice of cheesecake. I stare into the stone fireplace and watch the flames. After listening to Karen complain about her pregnancy in the kitchen for one hour, I'm starting to get nervous about having the baby. She mentioned that she hadn't been able to sleep for the past two nights.

What if that happens to me when I'm on the book tour? How will I take care of myself? There are so many risks to consider.

"Bella?" Edward calls my name and I turn in his direction. I find his green eyes staring at me with concern. "Are you okay, my love?"

"Yes." I whisper and he frowns.

"You didn't eat much dinner and you love roast chicken. What's wrong?"

I shake my head. "It's nothing."

"Then you need to eat this cake," Edward mutters and puts his plate away. He takes my plate and fork and holds a spoonful of cake in front of my lips. "Open."

"Edward, don't."

"Please? It's delicious. Just one bite." He pouts adorably and I eat it.

I chew the cheesecake and feel the soft texture of cheese and chocolate. It's delicious. I suddenly feel hungry. I snatch the plate from him and finish my slice in three bites. I gaze at Edward and find him staring at me with his mouth hanging open.

"Can I have some of your cake too?" I point to his plate and he nods.

"Um, sure. Here." He passes me his plate and I inhale his cake too.

"Thank you." I whisper and peck his lips. He snaps out of his current state and smiles.

"I like to watch you eat," He says and kisses the top of my head. "Is there something bothering you, my love?"

I turn my head towards the doorway and hear Karen and Benji talking in the kitchen. We are currently seated in the family room for dessert while Benji is making coffee and Karen is taking her vitamin pills. I gaze at Edward and lean closer to him.

"Karen was complaining about how difficult pregnancy is," My voice breaks and I play with his fingers. "I'm scared."

"Oh baby, I'm here to help you through it all. You know that," His green eyes look worried. "And we'll make sure that you follow a proper diet when you're on the book tour."

"I'm going to have clown feet and I'll look fat and hideous! And I'll have to pee all the time!" I sob and tightly hug him. He wraps his arms around me and rocks me in his arms.

"Hush now, darling. It's going to be fine. You need to stop worrying so much." He says and anger surges through me. I pull back and glower at him through my tears.

"Yes, of course. Why would it concern you? You don't have to carry a ten pound baby in your uterus! You won't have to worry about how fat you'll get in a few weeks! All you have to do is to roll over and fall asleep." I snap and he gulps.

"I didn't mean it that way, baby. I just meant that things will run smoothly; there is no chance that anything can go wrong. Everybody is here to help you." He stutters out and I feel badly for shouting at him.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you." I say in a small voice and he embraces me. I bury my face against his chest and take a lungful of breath. "I love you."

"I love you too," He kisses the side of my head. "And just so you know, men don't have a uterus."

"I know."

"Only women are powerful and vulnerable enough to do this," I sniffle and gaze at him. He nods and wipes away my tears. "You love our baby, don't you?"

"Of course."

"And he isn't even born yet. If you love our baby so much already, can you imagine how much your love will expand for him once you bring him into the world?" He asks and his question makes me think.

Edward gives me a soft, understanding smile and I feel incredibly blessed to have such an amazing boyfriend. These issues will be temporary but we'll be parents forever. I can't wait.

I clear my throat. "Will you go to the store at three in the morning if I crave something?"

He laughs and wraps me in his arms. "Yes, my darling. Anything you want, any time you want. I'm at your service."

I giggle and kiss his lips. "You're perfect, Edward."

"Maybe I am." He smirks and I roll my eyes.

"Oh, you're so full of yourself. A terrible human being."

"I know. I have no clue why you dated me in the first place," He murmurs against my lips and I grin.

"Who would turn down the chance of dating a billionaire? I have a big ass mansion and two luxury cars." I tease him and he smiles.

"I thought you moved in with me because you loved me."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you." I mumble and connect our lips for a much needed kiss.

Edward pulls me astride his lap and deepens our kiss. His tongue tangles with mine and I moan when he bites hard on my bottom lip. His teeth graze against my lip and I whimper softly. I wrap my arms around his neck and he draws me flush against him. I can never get enough of this man. How the hell are we supposed to not have sex for four more weeks?

I feel his member stirring and I know I have a few seconds before he breaks our kiss. I put all my pent up tension in that kiss and rotate my hips against his. He moans sexily and pulls back breathlessly.

"God, Bella!" He pants out and takes deep breaths. "Do I have to be the responsible one every time we make out?"

"Yes, I can't help myself." I pout and he pecks my lips.

"Patience, my love."

I slide off his lap and hear footsteps entering the room. Karen and Benji come into our view holding trays in their hands. They place them on the coffee table and I snuggle closer to my boyfriend. One tray has an array of alcoholic drinks—beer, cocktail, champagne, wine, whiskey and cola. Whoa, they went all the way. The other tray has a cordless coffee kettle and two empty mugs.

"What would you like, Bella?" Benji asks and I bite my bottom lip. I can't have anything.

Edward clears his throat. "Actually, the doctors have told Bella not to consume alcohol for few weeks. It's not good for her condition."

Karen laughs. "Oh come on, a glass of wine won't hurt. And Bella is perfectly fine now. If I was in your place, I wouldn't have hesitated. But, I'll have to settle for my decaf coffee."

She pours herself a cup of coffee and takes the cup in her hands. Benji grabs the crystal glass of whiskey and inserts two ice subs. He takes an inviting sip and sighs softly. Edward runs a hand through his hair and kisses my hair.

"Edward? Why the fuck are you being so shy?" Benji asks and chuckles. Edward quietly takes hold of a chilled bottle of beer and plays with the cap.

I pour myself a cup of coffee and drink it. It's not bad.

"It's decaf, Bella." Karen makes a face and I shrug.

"It's alright."

"Your call."

She starts sharing an animated incident that occurred during college where Edward and Benji made complete fools of themselves. She also mentions Jasper; and I realize they must be good friends with him too. Benji finishes his drink and pours himself a second round while Edward is still fiddling with his bottle of beer. I don't think he drank it.

"Hey, why aren't you drinking?" I whisper to Edward in a low voice and he sighs. He puts an arm around me and gives me a soft kiss.

"I feel like it's unfair that I can drink and you can't, just because you are the one carrying our baby. We should be in this together. I've decided that I won't drink alcohol unless I really really need a drink." He says softly and my heart melts hearing that.

"That's the sweetest thing ever. Thank you, baby. I really appreciate it," I peck his lips. "But, you don't have to do that. It's fine if you want to have a drink."

He smiles. "I think I'm fine with my decision."

"As you wish."

Karen asks me numerous questions about my upcoming book and later she and Benji ask Edward and me the story of how we met. I can't help feel nostalgic thinking about how we met six months ago in my bookstore. It seems like years ago. We've come so far. Now, we're together and having a baby. Who would've thought?

"… and Bella being the klutz she is, stumbled right into me," Edward says and laughs as he dictates to them how we met at the Beer Fest.

"Hey," I frown at him. "You stumbled into me. Not the other way around. You were yelling at someone on the phone and I was about to leave the Beer Fest."

"Right, sorry," He smiles sheepishly and continues the story.

For the next hour, we talk about idle topics and I get more comfortable with Karen and Benji. They are really nice people. I can see why Edward loves their company. And they are clearly very attached to him too. I'm very touched that they want us to be their baby's godparents. Their baby's due date is a day after Edward's birthday.

I take last sip of my second round of coffee and lean over to put the empty cup on the tray. Benji reaches over and opens the crystal whiskey decanter. The stomach-churning scent of alcohol assaults my senses and I put a hand to my mouth. I rise to my feet and my eyes race over to the nearest bathroom.

I rush as fast as I can and step inside. I shut the door and throw up in the toilet bowl. I hold my hair back with one hand and grip the seat with the other. My stomach aches as I vomit everything I ate since this evening. I blink back the tears that obscure my vision and try to breathe.

I feel two hands holding my hair back just as I throw up some more. I cough loudly and close my eyes. I punch the flush button once I know I won't puke anymore. I put down the toilet seat and stand up unsteadily. Edward holds me and patiently stares at me.

"You okay?" He asks softly and strokes my cheek.

"No," I say weakly and he kisses the top of my head. "Can you get my purse, sweetheart? I need to clean up."

"Sure, take a seat until I get back."

He makes me sit on the edge of the tub and I hold my head in my hands. I take deep breaths and wait for my boyfriend to come back. He enters with my purse and I make quick work of brushing my teeth and rinsing using mouthwash. I splash some ice cold water on my face and gaze at my pale face in the mirror.

"I hate this," I whisper and feel Edward's eyes on me. "I hate this so much."

"I'm sorry, baby."

"Let's go."

Edward interlaces our hands and we exit the bathroom. We return to the family den and Karen and Benji stare at us with shocked expressions. Karen has a big grin on her face and she is bouncing in her seat. I can feel the excitement radiating off of her.

Edward sighs loudly. "Yes, Bella's pregnant."

"Yay! See, I told you Benji!" Karen squeals and rushes over to hug us. "Congratulations! I'm so happy for you guys. I knew something was wrong when Bella was drinking decaf coffee and not drinking any alcohol. How far along are you? When did you find out? Tell me everything!"

"Can we please sit?" Edward asks dryly and we settle down on the sofa.

I close my eyes and lean against Edward. I take a deep breath and try to ignore my headache. I feel my skull is going to crack open.

"Bella's seven weeks pregnant and we found out last week. We haven't told many people yet, we wanted to keep it a secret for the first twelve weeks." Edward explains and I open my eyes to see Karen smiling.

"That's understandable. I can't wait for our kids to become best friends!" Karen claps her hands and I chuckle. "Ooh, I think I'm going to have cupcakes! Anybody want some?"

"No, thank you babe," Benji smiles and Karen leaves the room. His smile dies down as soon as she leaves. "Good luck, Edward."

Edward laughs. "Sure, sure."

"No, I am serious. Women go crazy when they are pregnant, no offence Bella." He mutters and I giggle.

"It's alright." I mumble and hug Edward. He plays with my hand and lightly nuzzles my hair.

"I don't know how to handle her!" Benji exclaims with a panicked expression and runs a hand through his hair. "I told her to go to Minnesota to her mom for a couple of weeks but she doesn't want to. I need peace, man. Last night, she woke me up at four in the morning to buy her cupcakes and she cried when I brought her chocolate and not vanilla. I mean, it's the little things…" He continues to ramble on about how difficult it is for him to keep up with Karen's mood swings.

Edward and I stiffen when we see Karen approaching with a plate full of cupcakes. She waddles in and frowns curiously as she approaches.

"… and every now and then she asks me if she looks fat. I say no and then she yells at me that I'm lying! For fucks sake, she's pregnant! Obviously, she's going to gain weight, it's not rocket science!"

"You n—" Edward starts off but Benji cuts him off.

"And I have so many pent up things to share but she isn't listening to anything at all!"

I watch Karen standing behind the sofa and her face literally changes colors as she tightens her grip on the plate in her hands. She glowers at the back of Benji's head and Edward gulps internally. I motion Benji to stop talking and he cocks his head to one side, confused.

He freezes when he hears movement behind him. His eyes comically widen and he slowly turns his head in Karen's direction. She is literally shaking with fury and I can feel that there is going to be an epic fight tonight.

"DO YOU REALLY THINK I'M FAT?" Karen roars in a deafening volume and I flinch.

Benji unsteadily rises to his feet and smiles nervously. "I—I didn't m—mean it that way. I—I was telling him how c—cute you l—look when you get mad at me."

"Oh really? Because not once did I hear you say something nice about me!" She snaps and I sag against Edward.

"Is it rude that we are watching them fight?" I whisper to my boyfriend and he chuckles. He gives me a soft kiss and my frown disappears.

"I kind of want to watch this. It's been a while since I've seen them fight. It always ends up with Benji apologizing."

"Of course it does."

"They fight all the time. It'll be over quickly." He reassures me and I roll my eyes.

"I don't think so this time. I bet ten dollars that he'll be sleeping on the couch tonight." I say and he raises an eyebrow.

"Really, Ms. Swan? I don't think so. I would like to take that bet."

"EDWARD! Didn't Benjamin say that I'm fat?!" Karen yells and my eyes widen.

"Yes, I mean no he didn't." Edward sputters out and she glares at him.

"Don't you take his side on this!"

"I'm confident, sweetheart. He was just saying that…" Edward tries to make up an explanation to save his bet.

It's going to be a long night.

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January 22, 2016

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I step out of the bathtub and dry myself. I put on a plush cotton robe and blow dry my hair. I slip into my flip flops and return to the bedroom. I smile when I see a note on the nightstand perched below my phone.

I sit on the edge of the bed and open it.

Bella,
I know you don't feel like going anywhere tonight and that you are tired. I mean, you spend more time in the bathroom than out of it. I get it. But, there is one special place I want to take you to before we leave for Seattle in two days. You can rest for the weekend but I want to take you out on a date tonight.
Just for tonight, forget about giving birth to a baby, your book tour or anything else that's nagging your pretty head.
I am making a quick run to the office but be ready by eight, I'll be waiting for you downstairs.
I love you. So much.

Yours,
Edward

I have a smile on my face as I read it and feel butterflies swirling in my stomach. I can't wait to go out to dinner. I have no idea how Edward can turn me into mush. He is the sweetest person I know. God, I love him so much. He has been so caring and gentle with me for the past week and I love to spend time with him.

I walk over to closet and rummage through my dresses. I pick out a black stretch jersey knit midi dress and pair it with matching black suede pumps. I put on a hint of make-up and grab my black clutch. I put my cards, some cash, my phone and a tiny bottle of mouthwash in it. I let my hair stay its natural wavy self and put on a black coat.

I check the time on the clock and its seven thirty-two. I have time to kill. I plop on the bed and grab the pregnancy book I've been reading. Before I know it, it's eight in the evening. My stomach growls and I sigh. I'm hungry already.

I take a final look in the mirror and exit the bedroom. I descend the stairs and find my handsome boyfriend slowly pacing in the living room as he speaks on the phone to someone. He is dressed in a sharp black suit and a white shirt. Damn, he looks sexy.

Edward hearing the clicking of my heels turns in my direction, and his green eyes drink in the sight of me from head to toe. His lips curl into a panty dropping smile and he abruptly ends the call. I make my way to him and he strokes my cheek with his warm hand.

"You look stunning, Bella. Absolutely stunning. You're so gorgeous." He says lovingly and I blush to my roots.

I wrap my arms around his neck and touch my forehead to his. "You're just as handsome, honey. I'm glad I have you."

Edward smiles and connects our lips for a gentle kiss. I sigh against his mouth and we breathlessly break apart few minutes later. He kisses the top of my head and puts his hands on my waist.

"Are you ready to go, Ms. Swan?" He asks and I grin.

"Yes, I can't wait. I'm very hungry."

"Well uh, it's a one hour drive. I hope you don't mind."

My eyes widen and I gape at him. "What? I have to before another hour! Oh my god!"

Edward laughs and kisses my lips soundly. "I know. I fixed two sandwiches and made hot chocolate for you. They're in the car."

My face breaks into a big ass smile and I jump into his arms. "I love you so much, Edward!"

"I love you too, baby," He chuckles. "God, you're heavy. Have you started to gain weight already?"

"Edward!" I release him and frown.

"I'm kidding, baby. You know that," He whispers and plants gentle kisses on my neck. "You're perfect."

"Thanks, honey. That's really flattering."

"Let's go, or else your hot chocolate might turn cold."

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"Are we there yet?" I ask for the hundredth time from the passenger seat and impatiently look out of the window.

"Almost there, darling. Two minutes."

"This town is so cute." I mutter and gasp when I see a familiar bed and breakfast Inn. "Hey, that's the place where Bill Murray's character stayed in Groundhog Day!"

Edward bursts out laughing. "Of all the things I expected you to say, that was the last one. How did you know?"

"I remember reading about it somewhere." I say shyly and blush.

"You are adorable, Bella," He whispers and takes a left onto an empty street. I see a tiny restaurant coming into a view and see a few cars in the lot.

Edward parks the car and gets out. He comes over to my side and opens the door. I step out and put my hand in his outstretched one. I start shivering and hug him close. His warm body envelopes mine and he kisses my hair.

"I didn't expect you to bring me here." I whisper and hear him snort.

"Why? Did you expect me to take you to a five-star restaurant to have a seven course meal?" He asks and I nod.

"Frankly, yes I did. But, I love where we are." I admit and gaze up at him. He kisses me softly and smiles against my lips.

"This is a very special place. Come on."

I carefully walk alongside Edward and we cross the empty street to reach the place. It's a restaurant and piano bar called Jack's. He opens the door for us and a wave of warm air hits my face. I curiously gaze everywhere and hear the chatter of people and a jazz band playing music. I inhale the delicious aroma of grilled food.

This place is amazing. It's small and perfect. There are not more than ten tables and almost all are occupied, people are dancing in the empty space between the band and the tables. The open bar is overflowing with drinks and I can feel joy radiating everywhere. I can see why Edward loves it. It's not something we see every day.

"Do you want to have dinner here?" Edward asks and gives me a hesitant smile. I answer him with a big grin.

"Hell yeah, Cullen. I can't wait."

Edward laughs, relieved and we enter the cozy restaurant. An old man, probably in his late sixties, waves at Edward as he approaches us. He immediately hugs Edward—who has a big smile on his face.

"Edward son, it's wonderful to see you here after such a long time. How are your parents? How is Seattle?" He asks and gives me a friendly smile.

"Everything's great," Edward smiles and puts an arm around my waist. "Let me introduce you to someone special. This is my girlfriend, Bella."

"Ah, you're Bella! It's wonderful to meet you dear. Edward has told my wife, Tammy and me a lot about you. He seems quite taken with you."

"Of course I am," Edward whispers and I blush brightly. "Bella, this is Randall, he owns this restaurant."

"It's nice to meet you. You have a wonderful restaurant. I love it."

"Told you she'd love it," Randall winks at Edward and he chuckles. "Anyway, I have a table ready for you kids. Take a seat; I'll have a server take your order."

"Thank you." I say politely and he gives us a parting smile.

Edward pulls out a chair for me and I settle down. He sits next to me at the round table and smiles.

"Do you like it?" Edward asks and I nod.

"Yes, it's great. How did you find this place?"

He runs a hand through his hair. "Well, after I turned fifteen, I used to go all over the city in different piano bars and play under an anonymous name."

I know this. Alex told me about this at the Victor Platt Foundation Gala few months ago. I never really gave it too much thought after that because it was in the past. Plus, Edward never shared anything about it until tonight. I wonder why he wants to tell me now.

"Oh, that sounds interesting." I whisper and interlace our hands on top of the table.

"It was, for me," He clears his throat. "Not so much for my parents. They would send out people to look for me."

"Didn't they ever yell at you?" I ask and he laughs.

"Oh, I used to get grounded every other week. But, that made me more rebellious I guess." He shrugs and his smile disappears.

"Is that how you found this place?"

He hesitates and I take a quick look around the room. Everyone is minding their own business. I shift onto his lap and his arms immediately wind around me. I sit sideways and gently stroke his hair. His green eyes quietly gaze at me and I kiss his forehead.

"Hey, if you don't want to share something with me… it's okay. I understand." I whisper and he shakes his head.

"No, I want to tell you. I haven't shared this with many people. Not even Alice."

"Okay, tell me."

"Well, at one of the piano bars, I befriended three guys. They were a few years older than me. I've already told you that I used to chain-smoke but what you don't know is that I started smoking when I was sixteen."

I gasp hearing that. I did not know that. That's shocking. I can't imagine Edward getting influenced by bad company. But nobody is perfect, I guess.

"Yeah, and my parents caught me with those friends smoking one day. They told me to stop hanging out with them and I agreed. Those guys would sneak me to towns outside the city to smoke and drink. And that's how I stumbled upon this place."

I nod, taking in the information and feel overwhelmed. I can't imagine how mentally torturous this must be for Edward and his family. They love him dearly. And to watch him be influenced by the wrong people must have been terrible.

Edward continues. "I used to play piano here regularly. Randall used to hate me but I garnered a lot of customers so he let me play. He never liked me because I used to drink and smoke at such young age. He didn't like my friends and presumed I was a spoiled brat… which I was,"

"Since, I was the youngest in the group; they used to bully me to buy them drinks since I always had a lot of cash on me. They knew how well to do I was. One day, after I was done playing a couple of songs, my friends asked me to buy them drinks. I refused to give them money and they ganged up on me. We had a messy fight, the customers were running around, we literally broke half the place and I was terribly injured since three guys were beating me up."

My heart breaks hearing that. Poor baby. He must have been so hurt. Those jerks beat Edward because he wouldn't pay for their drinks, how abusive is that?

"Oh baby, what happened then?" I ask softly and caress his face with my hands.

"Randall threatened that he'd call the cops so they fled. He checked up on me and took me to his house which is right behind this restaurant. Tammy treated my wounds and they called my parents to inform them about what happened. They left out the part where I was drunk. My parents would've killed me if they had known I was drinking."

"Randall and I spent the entire night talking and I shared everything I had pent up inside me. He gave me great advice and I was so thankful that I had spoken to him. He told me that I could come here and play any time I wanted but only if I didn't smoke or drink—until I turned twenty one. I was pretty sufficed by that offer. My parents were too scared to ask me what happened that night and I didn't share anything with them."

"It was going great after that, I told my parents how I loved playing piano and I would keep going to the bar. They even met Randall and Tammy a few times. I was accepted to Julliard and Randall was so happy, he gave one complimentary drink to every person that day," Edward chuckles sadly. "One night, I was playing right here and mom called to tell me that nana had passed. We were on our way to Naples within an hour."

"After the incident with…" He shrugs, silently talking about his overdose and how he ended up in hospital. "I came back here and I had never been more broken in my life. I had to cancel my Juilliard acceptance and apply to MIT instead. I shared this with Randall and you wouldn't believe how sad he was."

"But, he encouraged me to give it a shot. I was not happy but I still did. I called Grandpa Victor and told him that I'll study architecture instead of music. I was feeling lonely living in Chicago and while playing the piano one night, I made the decision to move to Seattle. That was over a year ago. So yeah, this place is very special to me."

I smile and peck his lips. "I'm so glad you brought me here. And I am touched you wanted to share this place and experiences with me, although I wish the bad company of friends and the fight hadn't happened."

"Sorry," Edward whispers and runs his nose down mine. "I wanted to share every aspect of my life with you before we spend the rest of our lives together."

I giggle. "I think we are already doing that, Cullen."

"Right, that's what I meant," He smiles nervously and gives me a chaste kiss. "Anyway, I just hope our baby won't turn out as bad as I did."

"Hey!" I frown and cradle his face in my hands. His green eyes bore into mine and I take a deep breath. "You are an amazing person. You are going to be a great parent. Our baby will look up to you and see how brave and willful you are to have overcome your problems. I'm so proud of you. And so is our baby."

Edward gives me a loving smile and sighs. "Oh Bella, I love you."

"I love you too."

His lips crash against mine and I moan softly. I deepen our kiss and feel his teeth graze against my bottom lip. His hands massage my behind and I sigh soundly. I play with his soft hair and gasp for breath when his lips brush against my neck and collarbone. I gasp when he playfully bites against my skin.

"Oh, lovebirds. Hello!"

Edward and I break apart startled when we hear Randall's loud voice. We turn and find him staring down at us with a smile on his face.

"As much as I would like for you to continue, I'd prefer it if you ate something." He suggests dryly and I flush.

"Bella dear, you should try our pork ribs. They are delicious. Purd!" He yells at somebody at the bar. "Get me two pints of beer for Table 6."

"Oh, we're not drinking, Randall. Thank you," Edward says and the silver haired man frowns.

"That's new. Since when?"

"Since we found out there is somebody in here," He whispers and strokes my belly. I smile and shyly nestle against him.

Randall stares at us in shock and a few seconds later it's replaced with a big ass smile. "I can't wait to tell Tammy! Congratulations! This is wonderful news!"

"Thank you. We are very excited." I say and gaze at my boyfriend who is grinning from ear to ear. He really loves this place. No matter how nightmarish his fight was. I control an internal shudder as I think about it.

"Edward, you should play something tonight," Randall suggests and Edward's smile disappears.

"No, not tonight please. I'm not in the mood."

I pout. "Come on sweetheart, please? Just one song? I want to hear you play."

"And sing." Randall adds and I gasp excitedly. I can't wait!

"Edward, please?" I pout more and he sighs defeated.

"Fine."

I squeal and kiss his lips soundly. "Thank you. I love you."

I stand up and Edward rises to his feet. I take a seat and Randall settles next to me. I watch Edward make his way to the front where the jazz band is. It's too dark to clearly see everyone but I can see his figure from here. I watch him speak to someone and the person playing the piano ends his song.

Edward takes off his jacket and rolls up the sleeves of his shirt. He settles on the bench and warms his fingers. He taps on the mic and clears his throat.

"Good evening ladies, gentlemen and Randall," I chuckle. "I'm Anthony, as some of you know me. Hi, Reese. How are you?" He smiles at some old woman and winks at her.

"Do people know him here?" I ask Randall and he turns to me with a grin.

"Oh hell yeah. We have our regulars all the time. Edward is quite popular. He goes by his middle name here."

"Oh." I whisper and stare fascinated as my boyfriend makes small talk with a group of people.

"Alright," Edward clears his throat. "I would like to dedicate the first song to my beautiful girlfriend. I love you, baby."

I blush and smile softly. His green eyes meet mine and I mouth 'I love you too' to him. His lips curl into a loving smile and he starts playing a song. My ears perk up when I hear a familiar melody.

The whispers in the crowd die down and my Edward starts singing Lady in Red in his beautiful voice. I can't help feel nostalgic as I remember that it was the first dong that we danced to at the gala. It had been a magical nigh; almost as magical as tonight. I watch him play the notes with his eyes closed and he has a hint of smile on his face.

I can see the crowd quietly mouthing the lyrics as he sings and I just want to go over and kiss him but I restrain myself. I listen with rapt attention as he croons and feel tears brim in my eyes. I feel utterly loved and content at this moment. Once the song finishes, the crowd starts applauding and cheering which makes him laugh.

I hear someone shout a request to him and the jazz band along with my boyfriend start playing upbeat music. People get on the stage and start swaying and rocking to the music. A few songs later, I frown when I watch a young lady stumble over to Edward and try to grab his face.

"Ah, this happens all the time," Randall mutters and stands up. "I'll catch you later, Bella. I have to keep these drunken ladies away from your boyfriend."

Edward returns by my side twenty minutes later with a huge smile on his face. He cradles my face in his hands and kisses me deeply. I smile and kiss him back. His tongue tangles with mine and I moan softly. I could kiss him forever.

"Hungry?" He whispers against my lips and I nod.

"Yes," I stroke his cheek. "Thank you for singing that song for me. It was beautiful."

He chuckles and pecks my lips. "I love you."

"I love you too, Edward. And thank you for sharing this place with me."

"I've wanted to for a long time and I finally got the chance. It felt like the right timing to show you tonight."

"And why is that?"

He just kisses my cheek. "You'll see, baby."

Okay.

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"Bella, wake up." I hear a velvety voice whisper and I frown. I want to sleep.

"No." I mumble and sigh softly.

"We're home, darling."

"'Kay."

I shift closer to the window and try to fall back asleep. I'm so tired and I can't wait to sleep on the comfy mattress in the bedroom. Every time I fall asleep, Edward carries me. Why can't he just do that now? I have no energy.

"Bella, come on baby. Wake up." Edward says softly and kisses my forehead.

"No!"

"Do you want us to sit in the car all night?" He asks and I open my eyes to gaze at him.

"Fine." I yawn heartily and get off his lap. I open the door and step out. I shiver from the chilly air and rub my hands together.

I close my eyes and try not to fall asleep before we reach the bedroom. Edward winds his arms around my waist and I look into his vibrant eyes. He looks happy and excited about something. What though?

"Can you wait here for two minutes? I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere." He says and I turn to see a man from security, driving the car towards the garage.

"What is it?" I ask and yawn again.

"Just two minutes, darling."

"Okay."

Edward kisses my hair and walks away. I close my eyes again and take a deep breath. I run a hand through my hair and frown when I see light glowing somewhere. I snap open my eyes and frown when I see a luminous shadow coming from the mini forest in the backyard.

I haven't been there yet and we've been busy this week so I never got time to see it. Plus, Edward never showed it to me. I gasp when the trees suddenly illuminate with pink fairy lights. The trees are wrapped up in the radiance and they look magical.

Am I dreaming? I feel like I'm sleep deprived. Maybe that's why I am seeing this.

"Edward?" I call out and turn towards the house but I know he probably won't hear me. He did tell me to wait here.

Maybe I should call him. I reach for my phone in my coat and groan when I realize it's with Edward. Damn.

I gaze at the glowing, lush mini forest and feel like it's calling to me. I start walking towards the backyard and my face breaks into a grin looking at the gorgeous trees. I look at the ground and see the pathway is filled with purple flower petals. I can barely see the road but I decide to follow where the flowers lead me.

This place looks like a scene straight from a fairy tale. There is snow on bushes and plants, the trees create a canopy at the top, making the space look cave-like. As I continue walking, something catches my eye.

I see string lights hanging from different branches with photographs attached to them. My eyes spring with tears when I see they are all pictures of Edward and me. Wow. I still feel like I'm dreaming or hallucinating. I see photographs from the fundraiser, Thanksgiving, Christmas, our trip to Vienna, and pictures of me that I have never seen before.

How the hell did Edward pull this off? He made this place seem like I'm in a whole other universe. I continue walking and gazing at our pictures and stop short when I see a painting perched against a tree. I kneel in front of it and marvel at my boyfriend's creativity.

Edward has painted a shadow that resembles me cradling a baby bump. It's so beautiful. I wipe away the tears streaming down my face and smile. I suddenly sense him near me. I stand up and turn to see him standing near me.

"I thought I told you to stay near the car." Edward says with a smile and I blush.

"I couldn't resist."

"I knew that." He whispers and nods.

"This is gorgeous. I can't believe you did this. These photos," I point to the numerous pictures of us and shake my head. "It's unreal. I feel like I'm dreaming. It's a fairyland."

"Do you want to take a proper look around?" He asks and I nod eagerly.

Edward leads me further into the forest and I giggle when I see two very familiar books placed on a chair. Oh my god, that's similar to the chair I had in my bookstore. The books are the ones I helped Edward pick out the first time we met. I see a miniature hot air balloon surrounded by tiny lamps.

"Our first date," I whisper and lean against Edward. He smiles and kisses the side of my neck, sending tingles through me.

We take a look at many artifacts decorated everywhere that we have made memories with. I can't help my tears when I realize how thoughtful and loving Edward is. It took so much effort to do this. I fall in love with him deeper every single day. We walk back to where we started and I tightly hug him.

"This is the most amazing thing you've ever done for me, Edward. Thank you. I can't wait to make more memories with you." I whisper and feel his lips pressing against my hair.

"I feel the same way, baby."

"Do you know which one I like the most?" I pull back and he smiles curiously.

"Tell me."

I drag him to the painting he made for me. I walk closer to it and sigh. "It's so beautiful. I know it must have taken many hours for you to make this. And it holds so many promises for the future. I love it so much." I whisper and my voice breaks.

I turn and become paralyzed when I find Edward on one knee, holding a red ring box in his hands with a shiny diamond ring perched inside. I look into his soulful green eyes and get lost into them. He holds my gaze and I can feel tears silently streaming down my eyes.

My heart starts thundering in my chest and I can feel my palms getting sweaty. Oh my god, he did this all to propose to me tonight! Oh my god, he's going to propose! Oh my god, it's happening! I think I'm going into shock.

Edward clears his throat. "I'm not going to say a long speech and profess how much you mean to me. I think you already know that you are the reason why I want to become a better person every single day. You taught me to love unconditionally and never take anything for granted. I promise to always protect you, cherish you and love you. So, Isabella Swan will you do me the extraordinary honor of marrying me?"

A sob escapes my chest and I feel lightheaded. Oh my god! I can't believe this! I feel so grateful tonight. This magical scenery, the snow, our memories and this man in front of me. My heart is filled with so much joy; I'm not able to speak. We'll get married soon and our baby will be here in few months. Oh, my life cannot get any better than this.

I realize I haven't said a single word. I stare at my boyfriend and find him anxiously gazing at me. I stop weeping, enough to choke out a 'Yes'. Edward's answering smile is jubilant as he slips the ring onto my left ring finger and rises to his feet. He sweeps me up into his arms and spins me around. I laugh and tightly hug him.

"Fuck, you scared me for a second, love. Plus, it's really cold." He murmurs against my ear and I snort.

"I'm hormonal, give me a break."

Edward sets me on the ground and touches his forehead to mine. "I love you, Bella."

"I love you too." I whisper and crash my lips against his. He passionately kisses me back and I moan softly. We breathlessly break apart few minutes later and I finally take a good look at my ring.

It's shiny, gorgeous and huge. A cushion-shaped blue diamond is perched between two smaller white diamonds on either side. It's simple, nothing too blingy and I love it. It's perfect.

"It fits." Edward whispers and kisses my hand.

"It's the most beautiful ring I have ever seen." I marvel and he smiles softly.

"It was my nana's. Mom gave it to me last month. She said that nana wanted me to give it to the woman I would share my life with." He says and I blush.

Tears blind my vision again and I cry. "That's so sweet. I love it."

"Oh baby, don't cry," Edward hugs me again and I snuggle against him.

"Shut up, I'm happy."

He chuckles. "Okay. Let's go inside."

"No," I pout and gaze at him. "I want to stay here forever. It's so beautiful."

"Do you want to freeze to death on our engagement night?" He asks and I laugh.

"Probably not."

Edward puts an arm around me and we start exiting the mini-forest. He has a huge smile on his face that probably matches mine. I stare at my ring and smile. We're going to get married soon. I feel Edward's gaze on me and I meet his eyes.

"How is the baby?" He asks and I grin.

"Very happy," I pat my belly and look at him again. "Tonight is very special, Edward. Don't you think—" He cuts me off.

"No sex, Bella. I don't care how excited we are. We just can't." He says firmly and I can see his self-restraint.

"I was just saying that don't you think we should celebrate with some hot chocolate?" I flutter my lashes and smile innocently.

"Really?" He raises an eyebrow and I nod. "Sure, hot chocolate sounds nice. You are a smart ass, Bella."

I giggle. "What did I do? Anyway, remember you'll have to make up for five weeks of abstinence later on."

He nods. "I promise I won't let you down, ma'am."

"Promises, promises Cullen. We'll see."

"I can't wait." He mutters and stares at me with longing.

"I second that."

Tonight was one of the best nights of my life, not even the 'No-Sex' Rule can ruin that.

Maybe the rule ruined tonight, a little. Never mind.

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