Previously…

"You did such a beautiful job with my son, I wonder if at some point you would consider giving me another?"

She gasped not expecting him to say that. He kissed the left corner of her mouth, "I want to see you carrying my child. I can only imagine how beautiful you would be."

She trembled, her heart pounding. Her head was spinning in confusion and something else, excitement. He then kissed the right corner of her lips just as lovingly as the left. "I want to trust you again, to give my heart to you without fear of losing you love. I think we are the real thing destined to be together by fate. What I need to know is…" He kissed her full on the lips pressing his head against hers, "What do you want?"

She gazed into his eyes for countless moments before standing. She moved to the window, it was simply impossible to think when he was so close. Her mind would tell her one thing and her body another. He was her passion, her heart, and her one weakness. She would always be a slave to his desire not that she minded. It did, however make her vulnerable.

He stood moving closer and sat on the arm on a nearby chair. "Love, I won't rush you. I will give you time to think about it. I know we both have things to deal with. I will do whatever you want, and I will be honest with you, if you wish to end this here than…I will let you go. I love you enough to do that, just as you did with me."

She turned to face him. Their eyes met, green against brown.

"You continue to amaze me." She smiled slightly. He was such a delicious contradiction. She never knew what he was thinking. She used to until he began acting, and he was now very good at hiding his feelings. She wanted to learn how to read him now, how to decipher his moods. If she was honest with herself she just wanted him.

Her eyes drifted closed remembering their past, the many times they had spoken about their future hopes and dreams. She felt him pulling her close, his hands tugging at her waist. Her eyes opened and locked with his. His delicious sent embracing her like a lovers touch. He was still sitting and rested his face against her stomach.

She involuntarily sighed, as she raised her hands running them through his lush hair. It was soft just as she remembered.

He moaned, "I love when you do that. It is always so calming."

He looked up, his eyes sparkling. She knew she was lost. She was falling, drowning, sinking under his spell. His lopsided grin made her heart beat faster, a warmness passed through her resting in the pit of her stomach. She wanted nothing more than to surrender.

She watched unable to move, as his warm hands lifted her shirt, exposing the creamy pale skin of her stomach. He met her eyes again checking for her reaction as he placed gentle kisses on her flesh. She gasped as the sparks shot through her. His right hand drifted around her to the small of her back, pulling her closer to him.

"So beautiful." He whispered passionately.

"Oh my god." Her breathy moan caught his attention. She was at his mercy, and he wanted nothing more than to show her how he felt. He loosened his grip and stood brushing against her. She bit her lip fighting a moan, only for his body to still as he brought his hands up to cup her cheeks.

"Let go Bella. I want to hear when you like something I do, I need to hear it."

He brushed her hair back where it cascaded on her shoulders, and ran his hands down to her forearms.

"How is it possible to be so flawless love? You are utterly the most beautiful creature on this planet. Your eyes sparkle, you skin glows. Did I ever tell you that you are the first thing I think of, when I wake in the morning? I lay in bed wondering what you are doing. If you are thinking of me too."

She was mesmerized by his words. He always had been one to admit anything he was feeling. When they were together he had always been that way, even when he was young. Her face flushed, and he leaned closer kissing her nose. Pulling her, he led her to the couch and sat her down easing her back.

"Now, where was I?" He teased lifting her shirt up. He made sure to keep her bra covered, as he began kissing her again. He rubbed his nose from side to side on her sensitive abdomen. "You smell like lavender love, so sweet and mouthwatering."

He felt her pushing up into him but held her hips down with a chuckle, "Slowly my sweet, I want to savor this." She felt the goose bumps cover her skin, his hands burning through the sensitive flesh he touched, even through her jeans.

"Tell me love, what would you like me to do? I can show you unbridled passion. I can show you the power of lust. I can also show you the joys of love. Say the words Bella and it's yours, everything and anything I can give, it is yours."

She wiggled unconsciously searching the heat of his body. She felt cold and alone even with him this close. It wasn't enough. She needed him closer. She wanted the fire to consume her and burn her to embers.

"Tell me beautiful, what do you desire from me?"

"Please." She pleaded.

"Please what? Do you want me?" He coaxed with a perfect purr. His silky fingers caressed the exposed portion of her ribs. She was panting, just his words pushing her mind into overdrive. His lips fell to her stomach again. She laced her fingers in his hair. He was addicting, his touch, his breath, his voice. She wanted him to consume her. Her arms trembled and her stomach quivered beneath him.

He lifted himself on his strong arms to move above her. He was against her fully now, hardness against softness. Nestled close against her inviting body. She could feel his heart pounding against her hand. He tenderly stroked her face, "I want you Bella, I want to kiss you inch by perfect inch. I want to prove to you we are meant for one another."

His lips fell to the tender spot under her ear, "I ache for you…I just…ache for you."

She gasped as fire started humming in her blood, his words setting her aflame.

"Edward, please." She breathed.

"What love? What do you need me to do? Do you want me to stop? I am your to command."

"More kisses." Her voice sounded hot and raspy to her own ears, but she didn't care. She wanted him, she felt the desire radiating from him and knew she could no longer resist.

"Where love? Where would you like me to kiss you?" He whispered pulling her ear lobe gently with his teeth.

"Everywhere, anywhere. God, just touch me." She begged. He looked into her eyes and was lost in the desire that radiated through her heavy lids. His lips crashed onto hers, his hand immediately slipping under her delicate waist to pull her to him.

"So, so sweet." He whispered sucking her lower lip. "I have something to show you." He gripped the hem of her shirt pushing it higher until she stopped his hands.

"Timmy." She said struggling for air. He knew immediately what she meant and stood offering her his hand.

She took it falling into his hard body when he pulled her up. He smiled pulling her closer, his lips on her shoulder blade. "I'll follow you." He said against her neck, the warmth of his breath causing her to shiver. She turned taking his hands behind her and leading him towards the bedroom.

The door shut, and before she could turn he was against her leading her to the bed. Her body had a life of its own, and she didn't try to resist. She welcomed the sensations he was creating. He laid her back holding her firmly so she would not fall.

"Tell me you love me." He said thickly as his eyes held hers.

"I love you Edward."

He moaned, almost growled as his lips danced with hers passionately. He was lost in her so thoroughly, that he didn't hear the noises. She pushed at his hard chest for a few moments before he lifted his mouth in realization.

"What is it?" It was then he heard it, Timmy was screaming. He immediately jumped up, and opened the door running into his room.

"Mommy!" He was crying. She sat beside him pulling him into her arms, "It was just a dream sweetheart, everything is fine mommy is here." She rocked him gently, "Shhh, it's ok baby." Edward wished he could help, he would do anything to comfort him, but he knew Timmy had no idea who he really was, and it would scare him. He sighed and sat on the bed watching their interaction.

Timmy turned feeling him at his feet.

"You stayed." He said sniffing. Edward smiled, "Yes, for a while."

"Would you stay with me?"

Edward and Bella looked at each other and then back to him.

"Do you want me to?" He asked moving closer. Timmy nodded, "I had a bad bream, this mean wolf is chasing me. He tries to eat me." Edward smiled, "I won't let the wolf get you, I promise."

Timmy nodded pulling his bear tighter, "That's what daddy's do."

"What?" Edward asked curious. Timmy moved closer to him, "They keep the big bad wolf away."

Edward nodded, "I guess they do."

Timmy moved again until he was finally against Edwards arm. "I don't have a daddy, but if I did I would want him to be just like you."

Bella felt her eyes tear up as he spoke. Edward smiled at him brushing a lock of hair from his face, "You would? Why is that?"

"You are nice to me and my mommy."

Edward chuckled, "I will always be nice to you and your mommy." He looked up catching Bella wipe her face and winked at her. She stood, "Sweetheart you want to get back under the covers?"

"Is Edward going to stay with me?" He looked down at him with fear in his beautiful eyes. "You promised."

Edward moved to lie beside him, "I did promise and here I will stay."

Bella leaned over him kissing Timmy, "Good night sweetie."

"Night mommy. I love you."

"I love you too baby, so much."

She smiled at Edward then headed toward the door stopping when she head Timmy.

"Can I call you daddy?"

She was frozen in shock until he spoke, "I would like that Timmy." She smiled to herself and walked out closing the door. She laid on the couch and flipped on the TV, she had not realized she was asleep until someone lifted her in two strong arms.

Opening her eyes she saw Edward's alabaster neck. He laid her gently on her bed.

"Is Timmy ok?" She asked, her voice laced with sleep. He smiled, "He's fine. I'll go back in a minute I just wanted to check on you."

"I am glad he likes you so much."

"Me too sweetheart. Sleep my love. I'll be here in the morning."

"I'm sorry about earlier."

He leaned over kissing her lips. "It's ok, we have a son to worry about. We'll just have to work around him."

"He doesn't have nightmares often." She said turning on her pillow. He chuckled, "It's fine. Go back to sleep." She couldn't help but admire the way his shirt molded against his perfect chest. The muscles in his arms flexing as he held himself up. He was so perfect. To imagine all the world wanted him and he wanted her, but the world didn't know him. They had no idea who he really was, what he felt and thought. No one cared, but she did.

"It's funny you know." She said suddenly.

"What's that?" He asked running his fingers through her hair.

"You. The women who go out with you and say things about you. I used to watch the talk shows and would listen to the things they said. It was so unlike you, it was as if you weren't the same person. I guess I often wondered had you changed that much from the person I knew? Then when we talked on the phone you were the same wonderful man I always loved. It was kind of confusing."

"I'm not who they said, you know that. My family, Emmett and Rosalie, and you are the only people who really know me. I would never trust some random woman with my personals affairs. I never know what they want. You never wanted me to be anything other than who I was."

"I fell in love with who you were."

"I know, and I fell in love with you. It is what has kept me sane all of these years. I am discovering I love you more than I ever imagined."

"How so?"

"I already found you an amazing woman, and now to find out that after all of this time, you are the mother of my child." Her breath caught when he stroked her cheek. "Bella, I know why you didn't tell me. I do understand, but it still hurts. I know you never intended to hurt me, but it happened. I just have to try and deal with it and get to know my son."

"I'm sorry." She admitted softly. He smiled, "I have told you love, I'll get through it. We will together if you allow us that." She sighed. The knowledge that she had caused this would always be her burden. Perhaps with time she could even forgive herself. She wanted to be truly happy, and she knew together they would be. The situation wasn't ideal, but they would make the best of it.

It was as if his emerald orbs could see through her soul as he kissed her palm. "It will work out, stop worrying. I will make it work out. I will keep you safe and not let anyone hurt you. I will guard your heart my love. You and Timmy are my life and we will be a family."

"So where does this leave us?" She asked as he rubbed his chin in thought. His eyes turned back to hers and he smiled, "It leaves you coming with me and letting me finish the movies. After that well…I guess we'll figure it out."

"I can't stay hidden."

"I know." He answered, the pain evident. "I am worried what it will do to Timmy. It's a lot to put on a small child."

"What was it you said? We'll figure it out? We will, it will take time, perhaps some pain, but it will work out in the end. If it doesn't then we will always be friends. I never want to lose that."

"Me either."

"Promise me." She said reaching up to rest her hand on his hard bicep. "If this doesn't work then we will be friends. It's not fair to Timmy that we aren't. He didn't ask for any of this."

"We have to tell him baby, he needs to know as soon as you feel he's ready."

"I don't even know that I am ready, I mean I still can't believe you are here and finally the secret is out. It was so hard to look into your face and lie to you. It tore my heart apart." It hurt to think about it, she had cut herself off from her emotions so long it was hard to open them to him. She had locked up her love and desire to prevent getting hurt and now she was with the one person who could break her.

He knew she was worried. The tension around her eyes had deepened. He smiled caressing her cheek, "I will protect your heart love. You must trust me. I imagine you held your feelings inside for fear of pain."

"Yes. You are the one person." She stopped a moment then decided it was too late to back out now. "We've always been so close, but I am letting myself open up for more, allowing my heart to betray me, guide me. I would be lying to you if I didn't admit I was more than a little scared."

"I understand. I had to keep myself closed as well, untrusting of what people say. I mean when they say I was great, were they being honest or were they simply flattering me? I called you and knew you would tell me, hey you sucked, and it would be the truth. I am afraid here too you know, afraid of you walking away and saying this life is too much, afraid of one day coming to pick up Timmy from your house. The one you share with your normal husband and family."

"Edward."

"No let me finish. We are both going into this relationship with baggage and worries. Time is the only thing we have. We can't guess what will happen."

She decided to lighten the mood, "You know earlier, you said you had something to show me." A smirk crossed his face, "I did?"

"Yes, you didn't tell me what that was." She said smiling softly.

"Nor am I, I promise to show you soon." He raised an eyebrow, "When we have time to further explore the subject."

"Really…does it take time?" She teased.

He knew she was baiting him, but decided why not indulge her a little. Leaning over her, he hovered not quite touching her, his head bent close to her ear. "I promise to take at least a couple of hours, I suspect we will need to make sure Timmy is otherwise detained." His tongue darted out and flicked her ear lobe, "You won't regret it."

He felt her inhale quickly and chuckled standing. "I better go lay down with my son before he figures out I am gone. I did promise him after all."

"See you in the morning?"

"Positively." He said with a wink and turned walking out and shutting the door. She smiled. It was like a dream come true him being here like this, the truth being out finally, and him over the initial shock and being angry with her. She had a lot of decisions to make, and whatever she decided would determine the fate of their relationship and her son's future.