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Chapter 18

Edward

Being home is not like I imagined it would be. I imagined Bella screaming my name while I was balls deep inside her, my mouth never leaving hers.

"Edward! Edward!" Bella screams my name from the bedroom followed by a series of hacking coughs.

No, instead it's filled with my very sick, whiny fiancé. I love my baby with everything in me but she is a terrible ass sick person. All she does is call my name for every single thing.

'Edward, I'm cold. I need another blanket.'

'Edward, I need another pillow, this one is flat.'

'Edward, my water is cold. I only like room temperature water.'

She's literally driving me crazy and I've been hiding out in my office while she naps. Bella started not feeling well near the end of our trip in Forks and by the time we landed she was full on miserable.

We flew home the day before yesterday so we could be home for New Year's Eve. She's the worst damn sick person ever, but I'm taking care of her because I worship the ground she fucking walks on. Now I see why Jasper takes Alice's crazy pregnant moods.

The buzzer rings letting me know my delivery is here. I rush to the door, pay and then walk over to the counter. I pour the soup I ordered from Sophie's into a bowl, nothing like Cuban chicken noodle soup to set you right. Then I get the antibiotics that Dad prescribed and put them down on the tray with a tall glass of orange juice. Have to keep my girl hydrated.

I put the other food in the fridge for later; I can't wait to eat my damn Cuban sandwich.

When I come into the room, Bella's sitting up in the bed blowing her nose looking all cute and miserable.

"Hey, baby. I bought you lunch and your antibiotics." I set the tray down on the nightstand.

"Ugh, Edward I'm so hot can you take one of these blankets away?" she asks.

"No, baby that's good, you're fever's breaking." I put my hand to her forehead.

Leaning over I pick up the ear thermometer and take her temperature. Still over a hundred but lower than what it was.

"It's dropping so stay in bed a few more hours. You should be good by New Years Eve, but we're staying home."

"I want to go out. It's our first New Year's Eve together," she says taking the pills and the orange juice.

I bend down and kiss her forehead. "It's okay as long as we're together."

"Ugh! You are a sickeningly sweet asshole today," she says pushing me away.

"Just doing my job as a faithful fiancée, so stop being a brat and eat your soup." I pull the tray closer on her lap.

Picking up a spoonful of broth, I blow on it and then offer it up to her lips. She takes it cautiously. I continue to feed her until every drop of chicken and broth is gone.

I move the tray to the bedside table and then turn back to Bella. She pulls me in next to her and I don't' give it a second thought when I pull her closer to me. I know I'm a lovesick puppy because if it were anyone else, I would give it a second thought.

"That was so yummy," she says burying herself deeper into my side.

We fall asleep with her wrapped securely in my arms. I'm going to take care of her for the rest of my fucking life.

~FYR~

The next day Bella is feeling much better. Her fever is normal but she's still sniffling and coughing.

"Can you make me some tea Asshole?" she asks smiling at the plate I put down in front of her.

"Sure baby." I give her a peck on the forehead and then go to make her tea. "Take your pills, I'll be right back."

"If I'm better can we go out tomorrow?" She takes a big gulp of her orange juice.

"We're staying in and that's final." I point to her.

"Oh! Bossy asshole alert! She smiles eating her breakfast.

The buzzer rings and we look at each other before I go answer the door after kissing Bella's temple.

I open the door and Alice flies in with Jasper behind her, his arms full of bags.

"Sissy! How are you feeling?" Alice asks.

"What are you doing here? I'm sick, I don't want to get you and the baby sick," Bella says staring at her.

"I wanted to make sure you're okay, and …" Alice digs into her purse pulling out a thin folded up film of paper. "To bring you this! It's your niece or nephew."

She unfolds the pictures handing it to us. Bella and I both smile widely looking at the tiny person on the screen.

"You just came back from the doctor? What did he say?" Bella asks excitedly.

"He said everything looks great," she says smiling happily. "Now how are you?"

"It's a cold, I'll survive. You could've held the pictures for a few days. I don't want anything to happen to Auntie baby." Bella pats Alice's belly.

"She's right. Why your husband didn't think about that before he let you come here, I'll never know." I glare at Jasper, because honestly, he should fucking know better.

"Don't look at me, she wanted to check on Bella," he says setting down their bags.

"And if she wanted to drink a bottle of vodka would that be okay? You need to protect the baby from her brand of crazy." I point my finger at him.

"I'm not crazy. I'm worried about my sister." She pouts sitting next to Bella.

"Thank you for checking on me, but I'm fine." Bella stands up putting her dish in the sink. "Asshole took the best care of me."

"Think next time." I glare at them.

It's nice she wants to check on Bella and to show us a picture of the baby. I know how close they are, but she's pregnant and at some point, you have to be smart.

"We were in the neighborhood and wanted to show you both the baby. Next time we won't stop by," Jasper says with a little venom.

"Good." I stand up, walking towards the kitchen. "Since you're here, are you hungry, Alice?"

"I am! You're the best brother-in-law, ever." She smiles at me.

I walk back into the kitchen and kiss Bella. "You into bed, now." I demand.

"I'm not tired, Asshole." She tries to fight me.

I walk over to her picking her up and throwing her over my shoulder. Both she and Alice are screaming at me to put her down but I ignore them all the way to the bedroom.

I lay her down on the bed and start putting the covers on her. "Sleep. I'll feed the two of them, get a picture of our niece or nephew, and then kick their asses out."

~FYR~

Bella is much better on New Years Eve as we lay in our bed watching Kathy Griffin and Anderson Cooper. We're laughing our asses off while drinking champagne. Bella loves these two and I have to admit seeing straight lace Anderson Cooper so uncomfortable is fucking funny.

Ten minutes before midnight, I mute the TV and pull Bella close to me. One of my hands cups her face as I stare into her eyes.

"I love you, so much, baby. I can't wait until you're my wife. Two-thousand and sixteen is going to be the start of our forever." I pull her into me kissing her lips.

"Hmmm, I love you, too," Bella says straddling me. "And, I miss you. We've never gone days without having sex." She grinds into my hard cock.

My hands grip her ass while I kiss her greedily. She's right, the only time we don't have sex is if she's on her period, other than that, I have to have her.

I pull back lifting her tank top over her head, throwing it on the side of the bed. My lips take a pert nipple into my mouth sucking on it as she arches into me. Her fingers pull at my hair and I lift her up flipping us over so that she's under me.

"God, I fucking want you so bad," I say sitting up to remove her sexy-ass boy shorts.

"Then take me, Asshole." She teases, yanking my jogging pants down and stroking my cock.

She sits up and engulfs my cock into her mouth. My head falls back and a sigh leaves me.

I wrap one of my hands around the nape of her neck guiding her in and out of my cock. "Fuck! You really are feeling better."

She deep throats me, hollowing out her cheeks. I take a deep breath trying not to come.

"Baby, I want to be inside you when I come," I grit out.

She releases my cock, turning over to wiggle her plump ass in my face. I give it a playful slap before I stand up and remove my pants completely.

Crawling back on the bed, I line myself up, rubbing my cock into her wetness. She feels so fucking good.

"Stop teasing me, Asshole," she says.

"Stop being a brat, Brat." I slap her ass one more time before I slide home.

"Shit, four days is too fucking long," I hiss out bending down to kiss her bare shoulder.

She pushes back against me desperate for me to enter her. I sit up and grip her hair pulling it roughly so that she slams against me.

"God yes!" she yells throwing her head back.

One hand pulls her hair while the other holds her small waist setting a grueling pace.

She clenches around my cock. "Ahh … yeah, baby, that's it."

Bella arches her back, burying her head deeper into the pillow while I release her hair and grab the other side of her hip. I slam her hard against me the sound of skin on skin filling the room.

"Edward! Right there! Right fucking there," she yells out.

"That's right, let me hear you, baby." I grit between my teeth trying to hold back my orgasm. "I need you to come, Bella."

I bend down rubbing her clit. My mouth finds the sensitive spot on her neck and I greedily lick and suck. Her body shivers with her orgasm and her pussy grips my cock for dear life.

"Oh God!" she cries out in pleasure.

I thrust into her repeatedly until I am hit with my orgasm. Stilling inside of her, I bite down on her, sucking hard.

Bella reaches back and weaves her fingers through my hair, pulling hard. I grind in her one last time before I pull out and crash down on the bed bringing her with me.

Moving her head towards me, I greedily kiss her. Looking over at the time, I see that we have missed New Years.

"Happy New Year, Brat," I say pecking her lips.

"Happy New Year, Asshole. I love you," she whispers.

If I spend every New Years like this, I'll be the happiest man in the damn world.

Bella

Getting back into the groove after the holidays is always hard, but I usually bounce back by the second week of January. This time, however, I seem to be still lagging and we are at the end of February.

Having the worst cold in the history of colds seems to have really kicked my ass. Edward taking care of me did make things better, although I'm not the best sick person I'll admit.

I look up from my textbook to look at the clock almost midnight and still no Edward. I hate advertising. Especially since it feels like I haven't seen my fiancée home at a decent hour in days.

Deciding that it's better to go to bed than study for my midterm any longer. I close my book and make my way to the bedroom.

Finally, able to find sleep, I feel the bed dip a little after two-in-the-morning. Wet kisses trail down my neck waking me up and I roll over, throwing my arms around Edward's neck.

"Did you deliver the videos? I mumble as one of his hands slip inside my panties.

I don't' even bother wearing pajamas anymore. Every time he works late we end up attacking each other when he's home.

Two fingers enter me and I arch up into him as he bites my nipple through my tank top. I recoil back from the pain, whimpering a little.

"Shit, you okay? What's wrong?" Edward asks removing his hand.

"Nothing, they've been a little sore lately. Just no biting or pinching that's all." I pull him towards me, kissing his lips.

"How long have they been sore?" He sits up looking worried.

I crawl on top of him. "Maybe a week, don't worry about it. My period's coming."

I kiss him all over until he finally relaxes. As we make passionate love, thoughts run through my head and I realize I can't remember the last time I had my period.

When Edward is finally asleep, I sneak into the front room with my phone and pull up my calendar.

Shit. My period is two weeks late.

The next day after work I go to the drug store and pick up a pregnancy test. Rushing home, I follow the instructions to the letter and set the test on the sink. I set my clock alarm for three minutes and go wait in the bedroom. If I stay in the bathroom, I'll just watch the stick.

Finding it hard to sit still, I pace around the bedroom. All I can think is I'm pregnant at twenty-four. My wedding is in June, I'll be showing, people will probably think that's why he's marrying me.

I'm starting to freak out when I hear Edward come into the apartment. The alarm on my phone beeps taking me out of my thoughts. I walk into the bathroom and pick up the little white stick.

"Bella! You want to go out for dinner," He asks walking into the room.

I walk out of the bathroom in a daze and stand in the doorway.

"Baby? You okay? What the hell is that?"

I look up from the two blue lines into the face of the man I love.

"Holy. Fucking. Shit. I'm pregnant."

A/N: Well! That happened! LOL! One more chapter to go and an epi! Love you mean it! It may be over two weeks for the next chap. My beta is traveling and I'm working in NY for a few weeks.