A/N- So, hey, listen I'm so sorry about me not posting sooner. Check out my other story for Rosalie and Emmett in Rosalie's pov, kay? If you haven't figured that this is always going to be in Edward's pov then walk away now. BTW I'm giving this a posting schedule and it's always going to be delivered to you on Mondays so I can work on my other story on Fridays.

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As I walked through the cool air towards my apartment I realized that tomorrow was going to be hectic. There would be no way to keep Nina a secret - not that I wanted to – but still having to explain that I had a kid to my parents while un wed would either give them a heart attack or thrill them to death. Each ending in death no doubt.

I thought back to Rosalie, my sister in law. She had met my brother Emmett in college. Two years after college Rosalie started up a clothing line and Emmett had started on our business. Things were success for them, but with no huge outrageous diamond on Rosalie's finger, Rose got pregnant. Although it didn't last long because of miscarriage both Rose and Emmett agreed marriage wasn't right for them, but having kids was. So, against both my mom and dad's better judgment they tried having kids, but only resulted in finding out that Rose couldn't produce. I guess it was devastating to find out the news. How devastating will it be to find out that I can have kids and she can't? Would it be like throwing it in her face? Would she hate me? Could I even live with her hating me? Oh, well I'm going to have to make sure she can spend as much time with Nina as she wants.

Finally walking into my apartment, I thought, this is it. No more not caring when and where I go because someone will be depending on me. No more bringing one night stands because someone would be there. Would I still feel attracted to anyone else or vice versa because I had Nina? Or will I even be interested in anyone knowing I could all to easily seduce that college girl? Isabella Swan. Isabella Swan I thought, as I lied down into bed. Come to think of it I didn't notice everything about her. I was to wrapped up in my own sexual frustrations that I hadn't noticed how her British accent was so damn hot. I had never bend attracted to any accent before but on her that British accent fit perfectly.

I finally fell asleep, but it wasn't as deep as I had hoped it to be. When I woke my phone was going off.

Lay where you're laying, don't make a sound
I know they're watching, they're watching
All the commotion, the kiddie like play
Has people talking, talking

You, your sex is on fire

The dark of the alley, the breaking of day
The head while I'm driving, I'm driving
Soft lips are open, knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying, you're dying

You, your sex is on fire . . . . .

I grabbed my phone and chunked it against the wall, yet it still rang throughout the empty cold room. I got up in nothing but plaid boxers and a white t- shirt towards the stupid device that interrupted hot wet dreams of a certain college girl.

I answered with a shout, "What?"

My mother's terrified and hurt voice pieced my ears. "What? What? Do you know who you're talking to young man?"

God, this was not a good day to get off on a bad foot with my mother especially because in less than twelve hours I would be sitting at her dining room table at her house eating her food then notify her that she would have a grandkid .

"Sorry, mom. I just . . . . I was . . . .asleep and . . . Why would you call me at seven am. anyway, uh?

"Hey, now don't turn the tables on me young man. I just assumed you be getting ready for the day, that's all and wanted to call and remind you about dinner. No excuses this time on why you shouldn't come, okay?"

Although I'm positive I don't want to be there, there is no doubt that I won't be there I wanted to say. "Okay, mom. Now can I go and catch fifteen more minutes of sleep while I can?"

She sighed deeply into the phone, "Of course you can darling. I just think you're working yourself to hard. I wonder . . . How would you like to take a vacation and spend some time with the family?," She mused.

God, help me. "No, mom I can't. I got to go okay? Good bye." Then the phone went dead and so did I more or less.

Only for about four minutes when the phone rang again. I had no idea what it was that compelled me to pick it up but I did. When I saw the caller ID I was more than happy for whatever magical force compelled me to do so. It was Isabella. Why would she want to call me this early in the morning? Then everything from last night came rushing back.

~Flashback~

"Well, I had a nice time and all, but I needed to post some of these fliers around campus. " She said gesturing to the stack of papers in her purse. "A lot of students do it to get roommates to share rent with. My friend Leah met Alice's husbands cousin and next thing I know I'm without a roommate, money, and I'm about to be left without a place to call home."

I whole heartedly felt bad about it all. So I stupidly, unthinkingly blurted out," I have an idea."

"What?"

"Uh . . . I . . . Um . . . I'm going to have to move into a condo for Nina and thought maybe you could . . . "

"I could what, Edward?"

"Move in with us on one . . . one . . . condition'."

"That would be . . . "

"To learn how to parent and help out some with Nina. If you do this, then rents free."

~End of flashback~

So could it be about that offer or maybe something else. I stuck with the offer. While holding up the phone I tried to regulate my breathing.

"Cullen, speaking." I acted as if I had no idea who it was I was answering to.

" Hi! It's me, Isabella, I hope I didn't catch at a bad time or wake you up . . . . ," She trailed off with that adorable accent.

"No, it's cool I've been up for awhile running. You know exercise and all." I lied. I didn't need to exercise because I was naturally fit.

"Really? Me too. Well, down to business shall we? I thought about you're offer and I want to take you up on it." She hesitated for a few moments before saying, "On a couple of conditions of course."

Shit, thought. I'm not good with rules. I was good at taking what I wanted with no exceptions or expectations. "Okay. Those would be . . . . ."

"One the condo needs to be fairly clean. Two the same with the dishes, we do our fair share. Three meals costs and cooking is split between the both of us. Four I do realize that this only benefits you because I'll be doing what a mom should be doing for Nina, so no making fun of me if she catches on to my accent which is easy to do young. Five the most important of them all, no sex with anybody there at the condo because encounters during the night or day is plain discussing and rude by both you and the other party involved. Okay?" That was a lot to take in, but damn they were understandable rules.

"Okay. Listen I have to go, but when are you going to start the move because I don't go condo looking until tomorrow?"

"Um , well I don't have any classes Wednesday so maybe I could go with you?"

"Yeah, sure sounds great. Talk to you later about the details, kay?"

"Sure. Bye."

With that I was free to sleep once again. One problem it was time for me to get up.

I got back out of my bed and found my way to my all to dirty closet. There I picked out some khaki slacks and a bright red shirt. After searching for what seemed like hours of my time I found something remotely close to food. Then I rushed out the door to only find I forgot my shoes. Now, I'd definitely be late for work. Not that it mattered because I was in fact the CEO and co founder the business, but still I had to with hold and image.

My day started off as 'bad' and continually fell downhill from there to why even 'bother trying'. When work was finally over I found myself begging to go home, but didn't. No, instead I had to face what needn't to be faced. As I walked into the large spacious house of on the countryside of things here California. Immediately I found myself face to face with Alice.

Alice was my little sister who could dance like hell. I felt so bad watching her dreams crumble because of what happened back in her high school performance. Both Emmett and I thought it would be hilarious to scare her while she was doing some ballet move. When I cut the lights and Emmett zoomed across the stage as she fell I could faintly hear her cries for help while Em and I roared in laughter. We finally realized that she was crying because she was hurt and not because she was scared we freaked. Apparently when she fell she broke a very important bone in her ankle for ballet dancers; one that is rarely used but important to them at least. Now Alice owns her own dance studio for smaller children. Living through them and their dreams must be hard, I thought.

Alice also has some weird power to foresee the future. So as much as I shouldn't have been surprised at what she was going to say I was still shocked. "How old is she? What's her name? Can I help you shop for that new condo? Can I set up her room? What does she look like? Answer my questions, Edward? It's rude to ignore, you know?," She added. Well, it's rude to not let me even answer, I silently said.

"Sure, you can help me shop for her and pick out the new condo? Keep your mouth shut until I get a chance to tell them, okay?" That's when I heard a few bodies shift behind me. As I turned around Rose spoke up and asked all the questions everyone was thinking.

"Her? New condo? What's going on, Edward? Does this have to do with why we're here?" Rose said.

After a few minutes of stare offs between a few people my mom gave her input, "Son, we're waiting for a response and this all sounds serious. So, please do us the honors of explaining."

I cleared my throat and got ready for the words that would change my life to pour out.

A/N- You guys tell me what you think about this so far. In a review tell me should Rosalie be more than happy or extremely angry about Nina? If you don't tell me then I will be forced to choose myself, please don't make me do that. Do you think it's cool for Miss Swan to have a British accent? BTW The more reviews and alerts the longer the chapter. THANKX FOR READING.