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Chapter Three

Confession #3: Not embarrassed by the fact that the first question I wanted to ask the doctor about was sex; I am a man, after all.

I remember once being a normal, level-headed guy who didn't stress out over every little thing. I hadn't seen that guy since coffee girl told me—well, showed me would be more accurate—that she was pregnant. Yeah, calm, cool, and collected Edward disappeared the moment he learned he was going to be a daddy.

I'd spent the last half hour pacing the foyer while Bella finished getting ready for her first prenatal doctor's appointment. I'd been ready to go for about an hour already. You would have thought I was doing some sort of red carpet event and not possibly seeing the little coffee bean growing inside my wife. My nerves were shot.

I glanced down at my watch and saw we only had forty-five minutes until her appointment. "Come on, love. We gotta go!"

I heard the clop, clop, clop of her flip flops as she came down the stairs. I glanced up and saw she was wearing one of her little sundresses because it was still warm outside. But I groaned internally, wishing she would have used the elevator because the stairs were dangerous.

It was as if Bella could sense my thoughts because she rolled her eyes. She did clasp onto the rail for my sake, though, and I appreciated it.

As soon as she was in front of me, Bella put her hands on my chest "You really need to relax, Eddie. I'd like you to be around when the bean arrives. You're gonna give yourself a heart attack if you keep this worrying up."

"I'm just so excited to see the baby." It was half of my coffee girl and half of me. He or she would be the best of both of us. "Just remember that traffic is always guaranteed. So let's go."

I locked up while she headed for the car. I ran to her so I could open her door for her and help her in. Once she was safely inside, I rushed over to the driver's side and climbed in. I drove carefully to the doctor's.

When we arrived, we were escorted in through the back so there wasn't a chance we would be hounded by other expectant moms or women who knew who I was.

Bella was weighed and asked to give a pee sample before we were led into a small room where a nurse took her blood pressure and other vitals. They asked some odd questions and then took blood as well. Bella hated needles, so she turned her head into my chest while the nurse worked. She was then asked to change into a paper gown and remove all her clothing. Was this a doctor's appointment or an invitation for me to seduce my wife?

I wasn't given ample time to allow the dirty thought to grow before the doctor entered. Dr. Dora had delivered Emmett and Rose's two children and came highly recommended by other women in the industry. I was just glad she was a woman, because that pussy was mine. I wasn't afraid to make that information known to Bella either when it came time to choose said pussy doctor.

"How are you today, Bella?" Dora asked.

"Exhausted. Tired of throwing up, but happy to be pregnant."

"I bet. Well, based on the last date of your menstrual cycle, your due date is April first."

"An April fool?! No way. You have to double check," I commanded. My bean was not going to be a fool.

Both women laughed at my outburst, but this was serious to me. My little coffee bean was not going to grow up being the butt of jokes.

"Relax, Mr. Cullen. Only five percent of babies are actually born on their due date." I knew the doctor was just trying to ease my fear, but that wasn't good enough.

"I need better odds than that, Doc. Can't you change it to March thirty-first or April second?"

Dr. Dora had the nerve to raise her eyebrow at me. "If I did that, there would then be a ninety-five percent chance she would deliver on the first."

Shit. She had me there. "Fine. A little April Fool it is."

My gorgeous and spectacular wife snorted at my comment. That little noise was enough to make me forget about our fool for a few seconds until the doctor told us she was going to get pictures of the baby.

I didn't flinch when she coated the long, narrow wand with some blue goop, but the second she aimed for Bella's pussy instead of her stomach, I cringed. I'd been expecting it since she had used the same device when we first decided we wanted to try for a baby to check for any cysts on Bella's ovaries. Luckily there was nothing wrong then.

Instead of focusing on the woman with her hands between my wife's legs, I focused on the wall-mounted television screen as it came to life. The black and white static was very confusing at first until I saw a rapid blinking. I froze in awe, my breath gone in an instant.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

It was music to my ears when the heartbeat began echoing through the tiny room. It was chaotic and fast. My eyes left the screen to seek out Bella's.

"That's incredible."

She nodded as a few tears made their way down her cheeks. "Amazing."

I squeezed her hand and then kissed her knuckles before returning my gaze to the screen.

"Can you record that for us?" I asked. I knew we could get pictures, but after hearing our baby's heartbeat for the first time, I knew I'd want to listen to it again.

"Sure. I'll also add a few pictures to the disc for you to share. Just remember to bring it with you to every appointment so I can add the additional pictures and such." I just nodded along, my eyes still focused on our coffee bean.

I was disappointed when the lights came back on in the room because I wasn't ready for the magic of the moment to end. Sure, I had a ton of questions I wanted to ask, but the first glimpse of our baby was over way too soon.

With an equally light and heavy heart, I helped Bella clean up and redress before we went to meet the doctor in her office. Before we left the room, I looked down at the love of my life. Not only was I astonished by her ever-growing beauty, but by her strength as a woman. She truly was magnificent.

"Thank you." She shook her head to stop me, but I wouldn't let her. "No, I mean it. Thank you for wanting this as much as I do. For taking the time to do what needed to be done to give our baby the best start in life. I'll never, ever be able to thank you enough for the gift you're giving me. I love you so damn much, coffee girl."

"Oh, Eddie," she cried. "It was an easy choice to make. Having your child means just as much to me as it does to you. I love you so much, and our little coffee bean just makes me love you more." She wiped her eyes. "Now, let's go get all your questions answered. I'm sure you have hundreds for Dora, but I'd like to get out of here soon...I need more chicken."

I chuckled internally; of course she wanted her chicken. "Okay, love. Besides, right now only one question really matters to me."

I needed to worship the woman who had given me everything, and thankfully the doctor gave us the go ahead. I wasn't going to waste any time when we got home showing her exactly how thankful I really was.

I did have to wait for her to finish her chicken first, though.

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The next four weeks passed slowly. It was difficult to avoid our mothers, but we managed. After Bella's second appointment with Dr. Dora, we planned a get-together with our families and close friends.

I was outside prepping the grill for the chicken and steak I'd be cooking while Bella was inside making potato salad, macaroni salad, baked beans, deviled eggs, and so much more. The twelfth week of pregnancy had changed something in Bella. Her morning sickness had ebbed, and she was now all about satisfying her cravings but also making sure she had all the fruits and veggies she could. Odds were she wouldn't eat half of the rich dishes she'd prepared, but she still made them for everyone else.

As I entered the house, the doorbell rang. I quickly jogged over and let the first of our guests in. We had told everyone to come over for a barbecue and a day of relaxing by the pool since it had been so warm lately. It seemed like the perfect ruse to tell everyone our news.

"Hey, guys! Come on in."

"Uncle Eddie!" I was tackled by my two three-year-old nieces. They were the only ones besides coffee girl who could get away with calling me that.

"My munchkins! How are you ladies doing?"

"We're good," Lily and Daisy said simultaneously. "Where's Auntie Bella?"

"She's in the kitchen. If you ask nicely I bet she'll give you each a cookie."

They took off like bats out of hell, shouting for Bella the whole way, and I couldn't help but smile at the increased noise. Soon, that would be a permanent fixture in our house, and I couldn't wait.

"Nice, Edward, bribing my kids with sweets. If they get any more hyped up I may decide to leave them here for the night so you can see exactly what sugar filled kids look like." Rose sauntered in while Emmett followed behind with bag after bag of the girls' belongings.

I honestly forgot how much stuff came with children. We were going to have to start preparing sooner rather than later. I was sure the next six months were going to fly by.

"Don't worry, Rose. Bella's on a health kick again so they're sugar free. Dessert is even a low-fat, low-sugar carrot cake recipe she found on the Food Network's website."

"Aw, man. I was hoping for some of her killer cheesecake pie," Emmett groaned.

"Sorry, man. I love sex too much to argue with the wife."

"You're such a pushover." His complaining wasn't going to change anything; I knew my wife ruled the roost.

"I am, but then again, so are you." Emmett knew I was right since he was wrapped around three girls' pinkies.

Before I could even get the door closed, both of our parents pulled up to the house. We rarely kept the gates open, but since we were expecting people, we did this time. Angela and Ben were right behind them, and soon our house was bustling with activity.

While I manned the grill, Emmett was in the pool with his girls. Dad and Charlie had grabbed a couple beers and were watching over the kids, and by kids I was including Emmett. The womenfolk had been coming and going, setting out bowls and platters of food along with pitchers of lemon water, iced tea, and punch on the outdoor bar. Even with the ten of us, I was sure we would have leftovers for days.

With the meat all cooked and plated up, everyone was invited to serve themselves. Conversation continued to flow around us as I whispered in Bella's ear, "When do you want to make the announcement?"

When she finished chewing, she replied, "After dessert has been served."

I nodded and went back to eating, but I couldn't keep my eyes off my wife. She was glowing in her striped cover-up dress. The tiny bump she'd developed was hidden by the gauzy material. I wanted to caress them, hold them both close and never let go.

By the time our meal was finished and cleaned up, I was ready to explode. I'd kept this information to myself for over six weeks; I was at my breaking point and the sun hadn't even set.

When everyone was seated again—the carrot cake was obviously a huge success because they were all quiet as they ate—I cleared my throat and stood. I took hold of Bella's hand as everyone waited for me to speak.

"Bella and I want to thank all of you for joining us today. Each of you has been a part of our lives together since the beginning, and we couldn't wait to share this moment with you." I looked down at my beautiful wife, a watery smile on my face. "Bella's pregnant."

"Oh my God! I knew it! We're going to be grammies again, Esme!"

Renee was still quite the character, but her heart was always in the right place and she did love Em and Rose's girls as if they were her own.

"What's pregnant, Daddy?" the peanut gallery asked simultaneously, causing all the conversation to pause.

"Yeah, what's pregnant mean, Emmett?" I tried to tease my brother, but it backfired.

"Ask Uncle Edward. He's the one who did it to Auntie Bella."

Like a deer in headlights, I was fucked. "Uh…"

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