Disclaimer: We do not own Twilight, or any songs, movies, and ya in these chapters. But, they do call me… Tator Salad… No, Hayden, sweetheart, they don't. Well, you call me Tator Salad. I call you a lot of things, one of them being my sexy, sweet, cute, adorable, amazingly perfect baby boy. Wow… you know how to make a boy blush, baby.Good, now strip and get your ass in bed. I'll make you do more than blush.

To the TGIF Gang. I give you all tickets to the Twilight movie…*insert fangirl scream here* LOL!

All offers to take me on a picnic have been accepted due to the fact that with every chapter we post, I get more threats of girls stealing Hayden. LOL! You guys crack me up. Beware though, he aches.

I really do apologize for the incredibly late chapter (as I'm sure Hayden will express his apologies as well). Last week really was a horrible week. Hayden was sick with this really awful flu and I was in a car accident (walked away without a scratch…unfortunately my car had to be totaled). SO that is our excuse…lol. I hope this little chapter of fluff makes it up for it, not to mention the lemon *wink, wink*.

To Swiss Wolfie for all her amazing compliments the made me swell with pride (that's right, swell!). To Stalle who I hope had a WONDERFUL birthday. You asked for a shout out, so here it is: "You know you make me want to SHOUT, throw my hands back and SHOUT, lift my hands up and SHOUT!" Wow I feel like I was just in Animal House…crazy. To E. for buying an Air Supply CD and Journey CD…be proud!

So I hope you all bought your advanced tickets to the Twilight film (or plan to, for those of you in other countries who won't get it til a little later)!! I am proud to say that I have mine. My little brother and I are going together :D. And I also have the soundtrack (it was, in fact the source of my accident…lol. Most expensive CD EVER!!!). So for all you other Twerds out there….LIVE FROM WISCONSIN, ITS FRIDAY NIGHT!!!!!!!!

Apparently, this is the area for insert Hayden here… and the girl thinks it's dirty. So guys, this chapter is not beta-ed because our BETA was AWOL, but we found her. Hopefully, once she's fully operational, we'll get a better edited version of this chapter. So, I'm sorry for that, but it's just edited by me…Sigh…

So ya, I have the Edwardian flu… it was horrifying, but sadly, no vampires bit me to save me from it, I just ended up being okay. I've just been feeling horrible lately, ask Ash. I've either got stomach cramps, kidney problems, back problems, knee problems, headaches, vomit issues, and so on and so forth. I'm sure I'm whining, although Ash says I'm not…

Ugh… the car accident, horrible. And if anyone has a better link to the "Meet The Cullens" behind the scene footage, let me know. I can't stand the screamy ones that were posted on YouTube…

As Rob says in his song, Never Think, I command you to never think (really those were the only words I could actually understand in that song so far…lol). But here's something we can all understand, ON WITH IT….


EPOV

Libby's hand was gripping mine and her mother's as we walked out of the airport, eyes in anguish from the sunny sky. Bright pink, Disney Princess sunglasses perched on her pointed noise, and soft pink lips that were pursed gave my daughter the appearance of a diva.

Alice was laughing silently as we walked towards the limo. Turning her body towards Libby, she knelt down and began taking pictures with her imaginary camera, "Ms. Cullen, now that you're in Hawaii, what do you have to say?"

"JAZZY!" The limo door had opened as Alice was taking pretend pictures of my daughter, and a grinning Jasper had climbed out. Libby's hand tore away from mine, and Bella's as she made a beeline towards her uncle. He lifted my daughter, and hugged her close, pulling his wife towards him as well.

"Well, look at that, my two favorite girls in the world!" As Jasper held my daughter, I closed the distance between Bella and myself, gripping her hand gently. She turned towards me, her hands moving towards my shoulders, arms lacing around my neck. Before our lips could get any closer, we heard someone clear their throat from behind us.

"Excuse me, Mr. Cullen, please remove your hands from Ms. Swan." Bella squealed, and turned, hurling herself at a sturdy looking Emmett.

"Em! What are you doing here!" I smiled as Emmett and Bella hugged. He looked quite official in his dark suit and sunglasses.

"Well, since Edward is going back to med school, and Rose is on leave for a bit, we figured that a visit to Hawaii, and a new bodyguard for you was in order."

Bella cocked her head to the side, "You're going to be my new bodyguard?"

Emmett smiled, "It may not be permanent, but it's true for now."

My voice broke through their conversation, "Is Rose…" I let my voice trail off as I lifted my hand towards the limo.

Emmett nodded tersely, and I winced, hoping that the nod wasn't directed at me for some reason, "Yes, she's in the limo. And now that Alice, Jasper, and Libby are inside; I suggest you two join them. I'll be in, in just a moment."

After holding the door open for Bella, I helped her inside to find my daughter talking with a smiling Rose, "And then Mommy bringed Daddy's laugh back! The end!"

Rosalie brushed Libby's ever-growing hair away from gorgeous, sparkling eyes, "Good, I'm glad your Daddy got his laugh back, princess. So glad."

Leaning against Rose's chest, my daughter smiled, and nodded. Jet lag was beginning to settle in as her eyes closed, and she slept. For the first time in a while, I noticed that her sleep wasn't restless.

When the limo stopped, I realized that we were staying at a new location. Jasper smirked as he understood my revelation, "The studio heard about Bella's little problem, so they decided that it would be best to move out of the condos, and find a more suitable location, with better security, hence Emmett. Bella also has other security guards that will be posted outside of your penthouse, and you and Libby have your own guard, Edward."

I cleared my throat, gazing at the hotel from the limousine window, "Well, I'm not sure I feel comfortable letting someone I don't know guard my child."

The limousine door was pulled open, and when I saw who was wearing the suit, I couldn't hold back my grin, "Liam! What the hell are you doing here?"

He smirked, but quickly covered the emotion that was spreading over his face with a mask, "We'll discuss it later. Right now, it's my job to get you and Libby somewhere safe. Let's go."

Pictures were taken as Libby and I moved alongside of Liam, and questions were shouted in our direction. I noticed the photographer who had run into Bella was among the reporters stationed outside of the hotel. I waved at him, and Libby smiled in his direction when she saw that I was acting friendly towards him.

Once inside, Liam moved us towards the elevator, and I noticed that Bella wasn't far behind, with Emmett's hand on the small of her back. It worried me that Emmett wasn't with his girlfriend, and that I couldn't protect Bella.

Libby tugged on the bottom of my shirt, "Daddy, lift?"

With my daughter resting on my hip, and Bella by my side, I wasn't worried. I had my girls, and my best friends surrounding me. Nothing could go wrong.

The elevator dinged, and we stepped off onto and empty floor. Liam led us down the hallway, to another elevator. He pulled three cards out of his pocket; one was hanging on a necklace, smaller than the rest.

"Each of you has a card. Besides the three of you, I have one, Emmett has one, and Jasper has one. No one can get in here, not even the hotel manager because these keys were made special for your visit. All you do, is wave these underneath the barcode," Demonstrating with the necklace, Liam waved it underneath the scanner, and it beeped, a green light allowing access to the elevator, "and the door will open. Anyone using a card that is not valid will lockdown the elevator until someone comes along with the correct card. The elevator has a warning that will alert you if some tries to come up."

Liam knelt down and hung the necklace around Libby's neck, "Keep this safe Libby Bug, if you lose this, don't be scared to tell one of us. We have to know, okay?"

She nodded, and tucked the card underneath her shirt, hiding the necklace from view, "K, Uncle Li. Where are Bren-Bren and Aunt Heather?"

My best friend kissed his goddaughter's forehead, letting his lips linger before pulling back, "We have a room on the same floor as you, sweetie. Your bodyguard has to be close, so we're just down the hall if you need something."

Emmett nodded, "That goes for Rose, myself, and Alice and Jasper."

Bella cleared her throat, "What about Jacob?"

The elevator behind us made a dinging noise, Alice, Jasper, and Rosalie stepped out. Jasper spoke in answer to Bella's question, "Jacob is still living in one of the condos. Since the movie company didn't see him as being threatened they left him alone. But if there is any sign that he has become a target, he will be moved to a safe location."

My girlfriend turned, looking at me with a worried expression, which caused me to ask her unanswered question, "Can't he just come here now?"

Jasper winced, and nodded at Emmett and Liam. Liam hurriedly scooped my daughter into his arms, "Come on, Libby. Let's go see your Aunt and cousin."

Libby squealed, and as they disappeared from my site, I eyed Jasper, "What's going on."

Emmett spoke up, "Since we don't know who is threatening Bella, we can't invite anyone in unless we are absolutely certain that they mean no harm. And we haven't known Jacob long enough to say that he means no harm towards Bella. Uncertainty could be harmful, Edward, you know that."

Bella sputtered when she spoke, "But he doesn't mean me any harm! He could have killed me that night I went to his doorstep, the night---"

Her voice trailed off and I winced, knowing exactly what night she was referring to. Sighing, I wrapped my arms around her lithe waist, kissing the soft skin of her neck "Don't worry love, Jacob's a big boy. He can take care of himself."

She relaxed into my arms, closing her eyes as I continued to kiss her neck, whispering soothing words. I watched Alice smile at Rose, who was beaming, "Ready to go upstairs, lovebirds? Maybe we should take Libby Bug out and give you the night to yourself?"

I smirked, winking at Alice, hoping that she took the hint, "Whatever Bella wants, Alice. Whatever Bella wants."

BPOV

When Edward opened the doors to our penthouse, my jaw hit the floor. The condo along the beach had been beautiful, but this was downright amazing. Though I had stayed in a few nice places before, this trumped them all.

Straight ahead, inside the door, were floor to ceiling windows that looked out over a balcony and the ocean, just behind the living room space. The carpet the couch sat on was modern, like the rest of the suite. The color pallet for our penthouse seemed to be greens and browns. Circles were mixed with straight lines giving it a contemporary look that made it feel refreshing and homey at the same time.

"Oh Edward!" I gasped as I walked into the room to take in more of our suite.

To the right of the doorway was a closet jutting out from the wall and when I walked to the other side, I was dazed, the kitchen area was gorgeous. The countertops were marble and the dark wood matched the tables and framing of furniture throughout the rest of the space.

"I take it you like it?" Edward asked as he came up behind me, starting to kiss at my neck again.

"Edward, it's magnificent!"

"Good," he sighed into me, making his breath skid across my skin and causing my body to shiver. "I have dinner plans for us tonight as well. Now," he continued as he turned me around to face him, "go through the master bedroom to the master bath and take a bath before you ready yourself for our night together. With everything that'll be coming up, who knows how many more of those we'll have."

I nodded my head before the two of us went to get the trolley with our luggage. I had taken my suitcases into what would be our bedroom, while, for the time being, Edward took his to the smaller bedroom where Libby would be sleeping.

The master bedroom was even larger than the one we had at the condo. The dark oak of the dresser and vanity matched the chairs and flooring throughout the rest of the suite, and the accessories kept with the color scheme of green, brown, and just a splash of blue, letting the colors reflect those of the ocean. The comforter was a sea green with dark gold stitching, and the pillows were just the opposite. Simple, yet very beautiful.

I put my bags down near the oak armoire and headed to the adjoined master bathroom. It was bright with marble that matched the kitchen counters and silver faucets for the sink. The toilet lay to the left of the door, and further into the room was the shower with its clear glass doors, letting me see the four shower heads. One poured down from the ceiling, and three poured from the back wall of the shower.

To the right of the door stood a countertop with the sink and a counter to place toiletries and a mirror hung on the wall above the sink. Next to that was the bathtub, though it looked more like a Jacuzzi. White porcelain completed the clean look.

But what shocked me most, was that the tub was already full of hot water, steam rolling off from the top. On the surface of the water floated purple petals of orchids. Next to the tub lay oils, soaps, and bubbles, for my use.

With a smile on my face, I slowly stripped off my clothes, anxious for the feeling of this magnificent luxury. I slipped into the water gently, not wanting to spill any over the sides, and sighed, my back resting against the tub.

For a while I simply sat, looking around at the bathroom, amazed that I was actually in a place like this. Alice and Rose must be feeling at home and loving every minute of this, I thought for a moment. But soon, I didn't want to think about anything anymore. I had been doing far too much thinking in the last month or so, so instead, I let my head loll on the porcelain and my eyes drifted closed as I breathed in the scent from the flowers.

I wasn't sure how much later my eyes fluttered open, but the tub was nowhere near as hot and my fingers felt like prunes when I rubbed them together. I took that as my cue to get out and emerged to wrap myself in a white fluffy towel that felt like plush against my skin. I shrugged into one of the hotel's comfortable robes before draining the tub and going to find something appropriate to wear for the night.

Edward hadn't been too specific on where we were going to dinner, but anywhere someone had to make 'plans' for seemed more formal than casual. So, I shifted through my bags and suitcases until I decided on a short, black, chiffon dress.

It caressed my body as I let it slide down into place. The top clung to my chest and the thick straps made sure everything was secure down to below my breasts, before flowing out and hanging freely down to a little above my knees. I looked through my shoe bag to find a pair of black strapped shoes that went perfectly with the outfit and grabbed my make up bag before heading to the vanity to touch up after a long plane ride.

Another half an hour later, I considered myself 'ready' and as I walked to the door of the bedroom, I heard three tiny raps at the door.

"Bella? Are you decent?" Edward asked in an old fashioned manner that made me smile.

"Yes," I answered softly before he opened the door and walked in.

"Bella, you look ravishing," he breathed out as he took in my appearance.

"You don't look so bad yourself," I countered. And it was true. Edward was wearing a black button down dress shirt tucked into his black slacks as a white tie hung down his chest. The dark color made his eyes sparkle more than usual.

"Are you ready for dinner, my love?" he asked as he held out his arm for me to take.

"Yes, just let me grab my purse," I said, but as I turned around to look for it, Edward grabbed my hand and started to lead me out of the room and into the living area.

"You won't need it," he assured me as we walked.

"But I thought you said we were going out to dinner?" I asked him, confused.

"I said we had dinner plans. I never said anything about going out," he whispered before turning me towards the floor to ceiling windows.

I felt the tears sting my eyes as I took in the sight. Out, on the balcony, there was a table set for two and dinner waiting for us. Candles adorned the top of the railing and large candelabra sat in the center of the table where we were to be seated. On either side of it sat a bouquet of roses.

Edward led me to the French doors and when he had opened them, I found that the entire balcony porch was littered with red rose petals on the ground, reminding me of that first night Edward and I had ever spent together.

"Do you like it?" he asked as he held me from behind.

"It's incredible," I said, trying to swallow the lump that had come to my throat. "You're incredible," I said, turning and reaching up to cup his glorious face.

He turned his head to kiss my palm before moving away from me and to the table. He pulled out the chair and then gestured to it. "Your dinner awaits, milady."

My heels clicked as I walked over to him and sat in the chair before he pushed it closer to the table and then headed to the chair next to me to seat himself.

"I could be wrong," I said in a teasing tone, "but when it's a dinner for two, doesn't the couple sit at opposite sides of the table?" I asked.

He gave me his stunning smile before answering. "Traditionally, but I just couldn't bear to be away from you for that long."

After that we began to eat our dinner of smoked salmon, which was absolute perfection. It was accompanied by some vegetables smothered in an unidentifiable sauce. Edward informed me there was also dessert, as soon as we were finished. Chocolate cheesecake with drizzles of raspberry over the top of it, making it taste so rich and sweet, it was almost unbearable.

"Edward, that was fantastic!" I exclaimed once I had practically licked my plate clean. "Did you cook all that?" If he did I had no idea how I would be able to make this up to him.

But, to my pleasure he let out a chuckle followed by a "Heaven's no! I had the restaurant prepare it for us," he smiled, trying to dazzle me.

"Well it made it the perfect night," I sighed, admittedly dazzled. I'm only human.

"But it isn't over yet." With that, he got up and walked over to a rather large stereo that was in the corner. I hadn't even noticed it before. He pressed a button to turn it on and sound immediately wrapped itself around us like a blanket.

The song "Wonderful Tonight" by Eric Clapton poured from the speakers making me smile. I had always wanted to dance with the man I loved to this song, as cliché as it was; it really was a fantastic song that made me think of love every time I heard it.

Edward came back to me, holding out his large, pale hand. "Isabella Swan, may I have this dance?"

I put my significantly smaller hand in his and he helped me stand before wrapping his arms around me, my own linking around his neck. I let my head rest on his chest as I breathed in my Edward and we swayed slowly to the music.

"You were wonderful tonight," Edward whispered as the song ended and he leaned down to kiss me and I knew I would never be able to survive without this man in my life.

EPOV

Her lips left mine with a soft, slick sound, and her forehead pressed against my shoulder. It felt amazing to not have to worry about anything, my daughter was in good hands, and Bella was in mine. Tracing my fingers over the fabric of her dress, I pulled her closer, savoring our time together. We had missed too much time, and I wasn't willing to miss anymore.

My thoughts drifted to how the rest of the night was to happen, and I couldn't wait to fulfill Bella's every desire. To taste her entire body, I missed her scent, and I need it to overtake my senses, for us to become one again. I needed to touch her, trace every inch of skin. Kiss the amazing beauty marks that she seemed to hate, the ones that I loved.

Bella, head cocked to the side, lips kissing my chin, lingering, sucking softly. Her voice was music to my ears, and when she spoke it sounded like an angel, an angel that had been between heaven and hell, "Edward?"

" Hmm?" Words could not explain how I was feeling, and I certainly wasn't going to try now. Dazzling brown eyes held mine; I felt as though I could never look away. Bella's arms unlinked from behind my neck, and she began to fidget with my white tie, fingering the fabric.

"How did you plan this? When did you plan this?" I chuckled at her obvious confusion. It was adorable the way her forehead scrunched when she was confused. The way her nose wrinkled, and her eyes squinted.

"A magician never reveals his secrets, love."

Bella pouted, "But you're not a magician," she paused, "which by the way brings another question to mind."

Both of my eyebrows rose as I waited for her to ask the question. Bella pursed her lips and backed away, eyes squinting more, as her right hand moved towards her forehead, pushing away a loose strand of hair, "How will you finish med school, if you're here?"

When I chuckled, her hands fell to her hips, left hip swaying outward slightly, as she stood, staring me down, "Bella, love, we have a break for now, and I emailed my professors to see if I could work on my dissertation while taking a vacation with my pregnant girlfriend. They approved, telling me to take the time I needed. Though I'm not sure whether it was because I'm dating the famous Bella Swan, or because my father is Dr. Carlisle Cullen, who just so happens to have graduated from there."

"Or maybe it's because of your grades? That could be helpful."

I laughed softly, "Well, either way, I only have a few weeks worth of work left to complete. I had already started my dissertation when I dropped out last time, so, it won't be long before I graduate."

Closing the distance between us, I moved my feet in sync with Bella's once my hands were back on those soft hips. She giggled as I traced small circles over her skin, through the fabric of her black dress, "What has you giggling, Ms. Swan? Hmm?"

Instead of answering, Bella's lips crashed into mine, and I couldn't help but let my tongue dart out to taste her. Her soft moans encouraged me, and when I lifted her onto my hips and started towards the bedroom, she didn't object.

"Edward, please, don't make me wait tonight, I need to feel you inside of me. I miss it, miss you." When I set Bella on the ground, small fingers trailed up my torso, gently undoing the knot of my tie, pulling the silk away from my neck. Her hands popped my collar, and after giggling she began to unbutton my shirt.

As the shirt and tie fell to the floor, I was pushed back onto the bed, Bella's nails teasing their way down my chest. Her fingers dug into my skin, leaving light red lines from my shoulders to my torso, and she let her pointer finger dip into my belly button. My pants were becoming tight as Bella began to gently suck on my stomach, my hips involuntarily rocking, praying that my cock would come in contact with something.

She moaned, and her teeth bit into my skin, making me hiss loudly as my cock bumped against her soft, perky breasts. I could feel her hard nipples through my pants, and prayed that she would take a hint and un-tuck me from my restraints.

Her fingers rapidly undid my belt, and it too was cast aside, clanging as it hit the floor. My reaction was too slow, and before I knew it, Bella's right hand was gently massaging my erection, as it pointed upward towards my stomach.

"Oh God!" Dragging her body downward a bit, Bella moved so that the top of my cock was resting against her full lips, and when she opened her lips I had to grip the sheets, not wanting to hurt her by bucking. There was a drop of pre-cum pooling on the tip, and Bella's lips formed into a smirk. Her tongue darted out to collect it and I cried out, unable to stop myself from bucking.

My hands reached down to grip her hair, gently tugging on the silky strands, weaving my fingers in the gorgeous brown locks. Bella opened her mouth, barely sucking the tip. Her actions made me bite the inside of my cheek, chewing on the sensitive skin of my mouth, not wanting to yell, and alert someone living close by.

"Bella… love…. fuck!" As she giggled at my obvious pleasure, the humming reverberated around my sensitive cock head, almost pulling my orgasm from me then. Stretching her mouth over the head of my cock, Bella lowered full lips onto my thick erection, trying to swallow me. She began to bob, gagging on my cock.

When those sinful fingers moved to squeeze my balls, I almost lost it, and I knew Bella could sense it. I could smell her aching core underneath her dress, and I wanted nothing more than to thrust into it, impale her on my cock. It slipped from her mouth, and snapped up straight, ready for Bella to lower her dripping pussy onto it. The tight, wet hole would squeeze my cock harder than her mouth.

"Missed you, Edward, please, fuck me!" I flipped her, wanting the gorgeous body underneath me. My hands bunched the dress up around her hips, and I almost came for the second time when I noticed that she was not wearing underwear. Guiding my cock towards her wet, soft pussy, I pressed the head against the soaked hole. It felt as though she had already cum once that night.

"Give me your cock! PLEASE!" Hurriedly silencing her, I pushed my lips to hers as my cock slipped easily inside of her pussy. Jerking my hips, I thrust deeper into Bella, wanting to cum inside her warm belly. She locked her arms around my neck, kissing me harder as she came close to orgasm. I knew she would scream when she came, I was sure I wouldn't be quiet either.

"Edward, can you cum? Please? Cum with me!" My teeth sunk into her neck as I pulled away from her lips, needing some of her skin to silence me. The taste of her was amazing, and as she bucked against me, her hole clenching my cock, I emptied my cum into her quivering pussy.

Collapsing onto the bed, I rolled Bella on top of me, afraid that I would crush her small body. She sighed contently into my neck, but whimpered when my cock slipped out of her, "Edward…"

Pushing my body up, I looked down at her from arms length away, crawling from her body, crouching down onto the floor. I reached for my discarded pants, searching hurriedly for something as Bella watched me, "Sweetheart, it's a little late for a condom."

My hand grasped the object that I had been looking for and when I glanced up at Bella, I grinned, the crooked smile that Libby and I both had, "But it's not too late for this."

I snapped the velvet box open and held it out towards her, my eyes searching hers. Her hands went up to cover her mouth, face holding a shocked expression, "Isabella Marie Swan, I've loved you since I laid eyes on you. I know this is sudden, but it feels right. Will you marry me?"

BPOV

I almost froze on the spot. A proposal. A normal girl would be tearing up and jumping up and down on the bed she just had sex on, but it was so sudden that all I could do was stare wide eyed at Edward and then the ring. Edward, ring, Edward, ring. Did he really just ask to marry me? Clearly, why else would a man give a girl a diamond ring? I wondered for a moment if I could pinch myself to make sure that it wasn't a dream.

"Hmmm…" I thought as I wondered about pinching without Edward being able to see.

"Hmm?" I heard him echo. "Bella, you can say no if you want," he said and I looked up to see his face deflated. Crap, I had 'hmmm-ed' out loud.

"Oh no, that's not what I meant. I was wondering if I could pinch myself, cause I might be dreaming, but then you'd see me and wonder, 'why is she pinching herself as I sit here naked with a ring in my hand'…." I rambled on until Edward put one of his large hands over my mouth as he stared into my eyes.

"Bella, you're not dreaming. I am here, and so I would like to know. Will you marry me?"

I could feel myself smile at how lovingly he was looking at me, and with his hand still over my mouth, I nodded slowly with a muffled "Mhm."

My smile grew larger as he withdrew his hand from my mouth. "Mhm?" he asked with a smile of his own. "Is that a…" he trailed off.

"Edward, that's a yes," I laughed at him.

In a flash, he had removed the ring from its box and placed it on my ring finger before both of us started to stare at it on the place it would stay for the rest of my life. For as long as he would want me. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks.

"Holy shit, I'm engaged!" I giggled and screamed. Now it was Edward's turn to laugh as I got up in a giggling fit and started to jump up and down on our enormous bed. "Oh my god, I'm gonna get married!" I yelled as I jumped higher and higher.

"Yes, love, now please come down before you hurt yourself," Edward said, his voice more stern towards the end of his sentence as I'm sure he thought about everything that could happen to me. But despite his warning I continued to laugh and jump up and down feeling freer than I had in a long time.

"Alright, you asked for it," he muttered before he ran up to me and threw his shoulder into my legs, making me stumble forward so that he was carrying me like a cave man.

"Edward!" I squealed. "Edward, put me down!" Though I was serious about being put down, I couldn't stop laughing, and the view of his still naked butt wasn't too bad either.

To my surprise, he listened, and he flung me back onto the large, soft bed, before crawling on top of me to stare down into my eyes. My arms went around his neck and I smiled up at him, trying to let him see how incredibly happy I was.

His head came closer to mine, until the tip of his nose met mine, both of us smiling like fools. "Guess what?" I whispered as my arms tightened even more around him.

"What, my darling?" he whispered back.

"We're going to get married," I smiled up at him.

"Yes we are, my love."

With those words it was as if the night had started anew. We made love until the morning, stopping only to rest for a couple moments or sleep for an hour before starting up again. It was the most perfect night of my life. If our first time was a poem written of love, the night Edward proposed was an entire romance novel with tales so wonderful, they could only be fiction.

That being said, you can imagine my dismay when I had to wake up the next morning to get ready for shooting. Edward chuckled at me when I said he would make me late after yet another 'romp' in the morning. But what could I say; at least I started my day out right.

I was positively aglow as I walked onto set with Emmett by my side. Edward had gone to pick up Libby and Alice met me on set. I'm sure Edward would have a great time watching some sports with Jasper and Liam as Rose played with our little girl. Though Rose was one tough girl around us, get her around a baby and her normally sarcastic exterior melted away.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Alice screamed from across the studio lot where the trailers were located. "BELLA FUCKIN SWAN! HOW DID YOU NOT TELL ME?!?!!"

I looked over at Emmett who seemed to be just as confused as I was at the slightly fuming Alice. She stalked closer until she stood in front of us with her hands on her hips.

"Alice, what's wrong?" I asked, a little afraid of what she thought I had done.

"How did THIS happen," she said picking up my left hand, "and you not tell me?"

I looked down and my smile immediately widened at the sight of the princess cut diamond set in white gold. "Oh, that happened last night," I gushed as my cheeks turned warm. "Hey," I said, snapping out of my thoughts of last night…and this morning, "how did you know from all the way over there?" I asked, pointing to the other side of the lot.

"Huh?" Alice asked before looking up away from my ring to my face. "Oh, yeah I could tell from that stupid smile you have on your face," she laughed. "Not to mention the amount of light this sucker reflects," she said going back to examining my ring. "Damn, he did good, Bella. This diamond is flawless, beautifully cut. You show this to Rose and she might want to put it under a microscope," she laughed.

The rest of the work day went on, and I found it refreshing to not have to act happy in front of Aaron, Marcus and the rest of the crew. I could joke around with Jake off set and in between takes and I noticed that along with mine, his smile came back as well. I hadn't realized just how much my hurting was hurting Jacob (and all my friends as well) in turn.

I decided I wanted to make it up to them and take them out that night to dinner and some fun. After all, the last time the entire group was together was before Hawaii Part 1, and I think we would all enjoy each other's company.

I rode back to the hotel with Alice, a little sad that Jacob couldn't stay there as well. I understood the reasoning, but Jacob was such a good friend to me. I didn't want him to be seen as an outcast to our group. I told her of how I wanted to do something for everyone that night and she was giddy as she helped me decide on the exact plans. Sure, what we had ended up planning would be a good time, but what I was really looking forward to was everyone being a family once again.

EPOV

"ROSE!" I nearly growled when I saw the make-up coating my daughter's innocent face. She had come to show me how pretty she looked, and after inquiring as to where the make-up came from, I become furious.

The culprit, twirling a long tube of god knows what between her fingers, stared at me, while Heather stood close to her, smirking, "Can I help you, Edward?"

"You will not dress my daughter up like a baby prostitute. For God's sake, she's four! She doesn't need make-up, she's gorgeous without it."

The tube clattered to the floor, and I heard Jasper and Liam chuckling from behind me. Liam's whispered, "Oh he's gonna get it," did nothing but worry me.

"Edward, do you think wearing make-up makes one a prostitute? Hmm?"

I was already in deep shit, shovel more on, Edward…

"I don't think my daughter need to be wearing such things; I've seen what it does to little girls."

Heather cleared her throat, "And next you're going to tell me that little boys that run around in football jerseys become drug addicts, popping performance pills. Come on, Edward, she's just dressing up!"

I felt someone tugging on my pants and I looked down to see my four year old, batting her long eyelashes up at me, hair braided, the gunk now gone from her face, "Daddy, what's a prostitute?"

Jasper shook his head, waiting for my explanation, "Ya, Daddy, what's a prostitute?"

As I stood, conjuring up every ounce of courage that I could, wondering what the best way to approach such a topic would be, I grinned when I realized my out, "Libby, pumpkin…"

She noticed my pause, and used this opportunity to pout at me, her tiny lip poked out, quivering slightly, "Yes, Daddy bear?"

I caved, I had to tell her, "Libby, sweetheart…Ask your mother."

Liam looked at Jasper, and before anything else could be said, my two best friends were laughing. Liam was gripping the armrest for support, his entire body shaking from the loud chuckles erupting from his lips. Jasper was covering his mouth, trying to maintain some dignity as his body slid away from their shared seat. Libby cocked her head, pointing, small giggles falling from her tiny mouth as her uncle's made fools of themselves.

The elevator dinged, and Liam quickly stood from the chair, in an attempt to compose himself. As he stood by the door of our penthouse, I scooped my daughter into my arms, holding her close to me. She rubbed her nose against mine as the door opened, and Emmett, Alice, and Bella walked it.

Libby giggled, her warm breath ghosting over my face as she gave me Eskimo kisses, and she didn't notice her mommy creeping up on her.

Bella squeezed Libby's sides, making my little girl squeal, loud, "Mommy!"

I felt as though my eardrum was about to burst. At least I knew Libby would have no problem screaming if a stranger got a hold of her. I smiled at my fiancée, leaning in to kiss her soft lips, covered in a light lip gloss that tasted like strawberry, my favorite, "How are you, love?"

Our daughter was peppering Bella's face with kisses once I got mine, once her mother picked her up, causing Bella to stumble backward towards the couch. I moved hurriedly, grasping her waist to keep her from falling, one hand supporting her back, "Easy Libby Bug, you might hurt the baby."

Her lip began to tremble, and I watched as fat tears began to roll down her cheeks. As the tears fell, left over mascara dribbled down Libby's cheeks leaving tracks across the rapidly reddening flesh. Bella bounced Libby, shushing her, eyes narrowing at the dark tracks.

Shaking my head, I backed away slowly as we held a silent conversation. At the end, Bella looked over at Rose who was smiling, and holding up the wretched tube from before. Once Libby was finally calm, Bella sat on the couch, cuddling her close. I could tell she wanted to speak, and as I gazed lovingly at her, she smiled before talking softly, "I was thinking that since we're all together, that it would be nice to celebrate the time we get to spend as a family again."

Watching her mother intently, Libby nodded, and when Bella saw her head movement, she used her thumb to clean of the black tracks of color that were marked across Libby's face, "What is this, peanut?"

"Aunt Rosie put macksara on me, she said that macksara would make me look purdy, Mommy. Does it make me look purdy?" I smiled at the way Libby said mascara. Sometimes the child was too cute for her own good. I noticed that as she spoke her nose seemed clogged, and as I left to get Libby a tissue, I heard the question I had told her to ask Bella, "Mommy, what's a prostitute?"

With the tissue in hand, I stood by the doorway, laughing silently at the stunned look on Bella's soft features, "Well…Libby, honey… It's a job, baby."

"A job? Is that what you do, Mommy? Do you prostitute?" From the way Bella was grinding her teeth, I could tell that someone was in trouble. Emmett was biting his lip to keep from laughing, and Alice was clutching Jasper, tiny giggles spilling from her lips.

"No baby, Mommy doesn't do that. It's a bad thing, peanut. Prostitutes are bad."

"Do they get spankings?"

Emmett snorted, and I heard his booming voice, clearly say, "Some do." This earned him a look from Rose, that said, "And how would you know?"

Bella snapped her fingers at both Rose and Emmett, before turning Libby so that she was facing her, "Libby, some of them go to jail. Where your Daddy, and Uncle Li put people. Where I picked up your Uncle Emmett one time; it's not a fun place to be."

"But why do they go to jail?" My fiancée looked as if she was about to combust, so I came in, lifting Libby away, and cleaning off her leaky nose.

"Baby, it's just a bad career choice. They make money for doing bad things to other people, okay?"

She nodded, finally 'understanding,' "Yes Daddy! Thanks!" She kissed my cheek. After climbing off of my lap, Libby ran towards her bedroom, tissue in hand.

"Who corrupted my baby girl?" Bella's tone was terse, and I winced, knowing that I would have to own up.

When I raised my hand meekly, Bella pointed her finger at me, jabbing it into my chest, "You. Come with me. Now. Rose, will you take Libby to your room? Edward and I need to have a little chat."

Rose hurried to retrieve Libby, and when the room was cleared out, Bella grabbed the collar of my shirt and drug me into the kitchen. After backing me up against the counter, she began her tirade, "How did our daughter know that word, and why did she ask me? Hmm?"

I winced again, I was in deeper shit than earlier, "I told her to ask you, and after Rose put make-up on her, I called her a baby prostitute and she heard."

She grabbed my belt loops, and jerked my body, her lips moving to my ear. Her breath ghosted out, making me shiver. Pissed Bella was incredibly fucking sexy, "I should tie you to the bed and beat your ass, Edward Cullen. Our daughter IS NOT supposed to know such words, do you understand. I'm gonna fucking punish you for being such a naughty boy."

I groaned out, fingers digging into the granite counter tops. Bella skated her hand over my jean clad bulge, "So much trouble. But we won't deal with it until tonight, will we, big boy? I think maybe I'll tease you, all night. I made plans for a luau, you see. I invited our friends, but guess who won't be having fun?"

"Me?"

She grabbed my cock through my jeans, and squeezed, "Yes, you. And little Edward. Both of you are being so fucking naughty. Can't wait to punish you. Do you think you can go and get ready like a good little boy? Or should I fucking dress you myself?"

"You, please Bella." When she started rubbing my cock, I couldn't stop moving my hips, wanting nothing more than for her to free me, and jerk me slowly. Her hand slipped into my pants. Jerking my long cock, she began to bring me to full hardness. Cock swollen and as quick breaths exploded from my lips I felt myself becoming close, and she could sense it too.

Suckling gently on my ear lobe, she began to talk dirty, panting obscenities into my ear, as I tried to get myself off, "Baby, so hard in my hand. Your head's a little wet, Edward, what are you thinking about? Me dominating you, hovering over you, letting my pussy barely sink down on the head of your cock? Rub my dripping slit across your fucking abs. Leave a trail, then lick it off, as you watch, wishing it was your cock I was licking instead of your stomach. You're close, aren't you?"

I couldn't answer; coherent thought wasn't possible with her tiny hand clutching my dick, pumping it. Apparently, nodding wasn't good enough. She tugged my cock, hard, and I cried out, my head snapping back to hit the counter, "Answer me! I didn't ask a fucking question for it to go unanswered, now tell me before I fucking leave you, panting, wanting. If you're a good boy, you'll get a treat."

"Yes, Bella. Close. Please!" Her throaty laugh turned me on even more. My reward, faster jerking. I felt myself coming close, my hips bucking hard, needing that tightness of her pussy on my cock. In and out. I was so close, and with my orgasm fast approaching, Bella squeezed the base of my cock, hard.

"I think a set of blue balls are in order for you. Such a bad fucking boy. I was going to let you cum, until I remembered why I was punishing you in the first place. No cumming, no touching. I will make you cum later, and you will not waste a drop until your cock is in my pussy. Do you understand!"

She left no room for an argument, and I knew that she wouldn't accept my nod for an answer, "Yes."

With a raised eyebrow, she backed away, "Yes, what?"

I swallowed, knowing the answer she wanted. Sex was dripping from her tone, and I couldn't wait until I was dripping in her, "Yes, mistress."

Bella kissed my lips sweetly, "Good boy. Now go get ready." I glanced down at my obvious erection, and she giggled, "And you might want to get rid of that. Kyle Jacobs in a frilly pink tutu should help. Hurry along, Edward. We don't have much time."

I snapped my teeth, making Bella smile, "Now, now, Edward. You're not a vampire, dear. No need to bite. Now go get ready."

"Please, love, just one taste. You're my brand of heroin."

When she leaned forward one last time and licked my lips, I had to stop myself from tearing off her clothes, "Guess you'll get your fix later. Now go change." She paused as I walked away, and when she spoke again, her tone was dripping with sex, "Don't worry, Edward. You'll cum later. I'll let my wet pussy milk you. Can't wait to feel that warm cum inside of me, and I know you can't wait either."

I braced myself against the wall, panting as she brushed past me. The only word I could say, the only thing on my mind was, "Fuck."

So, I was extremely horny after writing this. It was really hard…Hey…mind out of the gutter. If Kyle Jacobs in a pink tutu doesn't get rid of it, think of a morbidly obese man dancing to "Swan Lake" that should help…Or a cold shower?

Sorry this is late, don't hurt me, I'm already damaged enough. Plus, Ash would prolly beat your ass if she had to hear me whine anymore. Oh, and I WROTE YOU TWO LEMONS!

Until next time,

Hayden

How's that for steamy? Phew, Hayden needed to wipe the sweat off his forehead after writing that! Lol.

This chapter, though very late (we apologize again) was real fun to write. Alice screaming from across the lot just made me laugh in my head and I hope it had the same effect on you!

And admit, that ending made you as horny as my baby boy!!!

Until next week (we promise!)

Much love and even more writing

ashel-13