Bella's POV
Edward and I had just finished tucking in Renesmee – I still refuse to call her Nessie- and were now heading to our room. As I walked in I realized how lucky I was. I had a beautiful daughter and a wonderful husband. My family had been supportive of my every decision. I was a lucky vampire. Very few vampires got to stay in contact with their parents and I still had Charlie. And even though I hadn't seen Renee in two years we still talked through e-mail. She often wanted to visit but I had successfully come up with an excuse as why she couldn't every time she did. Jake and Edward were closer now and acted more like friends than enemies. Jake and Nes… I mean Renesmee – Damn it that name's rubbing off on me – were still on the friendship train – thank Goodness for that. I didn't need my two year old baby ( although she looked six) dating. Rosalie and Jacob were well, were worse than two years ago. It was always a competition to see you Renesmee had more fun with, who Renesmee spent the more time with in a day. My poor daughter. Although I did look forward to Jake's " Dumb Blonde" jokes. Alice was Alice. She thankfully moved from playing Bella-Barbie to taking Nessi.. I mean Renesmee on endless shopping trips. I really have a great life. wonder what Renee is doing right now. I really have to ca… My thoughts were interrupted as Edward crashed his lips into mine. I instantly forgot everything that was just going on. It was amazing that he still had this affect on me.
" What are you thinking about Love?" Edward asked as he kissed my neck.
Edward didn't respond he just continued kissing me. Edward pick me up bridal style as he gently carried me to the bed at vampire speed and gently laid me down – Ugh, still treating me like I was a vulnerable human.
I quickly took off the offending object, which was his T-shirt and threw it somewhere across the room, revealing his pale and muscular torso.
BAM!
Edward and I looked up startled as the door slammed open and revealed the last person I thought – and hoped – to see…
