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To the TGIF Gang. We apologize for you being the TGIS Gang for a while now but we will get back on track… I hope.

So last night I went to see the Twilight movie yet again. And guess what? It was just as good the second time!!!

To Twilighter620 for admitting her girl crush on Kristen Stewart in gray underwear. I have a girl crush on Nikki Reed who I think is just beyond gorgeous! To ilovelucas4lyf for inviting Hayden and I to a swingers party in case we get bored…haha! Also for choosing Bonnie Tyler, Air Supply, and Journey for you kinky karaoke…you make me proud.

Thanks to everyone who had wished us a happy anniversary and who appreciated us bringing Nessie into the story. I like Gabe, but I gotta say, I'm more of a JJ girl…lol. Meanwhile, onto the boy…

HELLO! Happy Belated Turkey Day and a half… So last night, I was watching these home videos with my cousins, and his girlfriend. And all of a sudden his parents crack a sexual innuendo…Who wants to hear it?!

So, my uncle opened his slippers, and he's like, oh these are going to be too small. My aunt's like, well we can always get you a bigger pair, I'd rather they be too big then too small. And my uncle goes… "YOU ALWAYS DID WANT IT BIGGER!" Hahahaha! Oh yeah!

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EPOV

I stood in the moonlight, watching Bella as the rays of the full moon cut through the glass of our bedroom. She had wanted me to caress her, touch her, make her forget it all, and I had accomplished that. Just not in the way I'd expected.

Since our balcony was secluded, I could step out onto it, even in my current state of dress. But, I didn't, I needed to be near Bella incase she had another nightmare. What worried me most was that she hadn't even heard what the stalker said, and she was having nightmares.

Soft vibrations made me tear my eyes away from my fiancée, and I leaned down to remove the phone from my pants pocket. Mom flashed across the screen, and I smiled sheepishly when I realized that I had yet to call them.

"Hey Mom, did you get a house decorated for Bella and I?"

"No, Edward, she didn't."

The voice was soft, and menacing, the same one that I'd heard earlier that night. Taking a deep breath, I gripped the head rest above our bed, "Where's my mother?"

"Dead. They're both dead, just like your little Libby. Maybe you should check on your friends, and don't forget Bella."

My breathing began to quicken as I pulled the covers away from Bella, "BELLA!"

I woke in a cold sweat, droplets beading on my naked chest as I turned to look at my angel, sleeping, her face serene. At least she was getting some much needed rest.

After carefully climbing from our bed, I walked to Bella's side, and brushed her hair aside. I let my lips linger against her smooth forehead, kissing her softly.

The clock next to her head read 7:30 a.m. and Bella would have to be up by 8:00. I showered quickly, after grabbing clothes to slip into once I was refreshed. My jeans slid up my legs, I had decided that boxers weren't necessary, and Bella had taken mine from our night before.

Once the pancakes were cooking on the stove, I hurried over to Liam and Heather's room, knowing that my daughter needed some nutrition. It was 7:39, when by the time I reached my friends room.

Knocking softly, I waited for the door to be open, and Heather finally answered, holding a sleeping Brennor, "Hey, Edward, I'll go get Ms. Libs."

I smiled, embracing my best friend's wife, "I'll go get her. You need your rest. Go back to bed; I'm sure Liam has something you might enjoy."

Heather stuck her tongue out at me, and as she turned away to walk in a different direction, I heard her call over her shoulder, "Nice choice of wardrobe. Don't let Li see you shirtless, might think we're up to something."

I chuckled, "No thanks, I've got a lady at home who certainly knows how to satisfy."

"I imagine you're quite rested, after your exhausting sex, Cullen."

Liam had emerged from the bathroom, his palm flat against the wall, hair sticking up in 84 different directions, "Awww, come on Li, the only exhausting sex I have is with you." I winked but before I could push open Libby's door, she rushed out.

"Come on, come on, I'm hungry!"

Carefully hauling her up onto my hip, and nodded my thanks at my two best friends, "You heard the lady, I need to go. Bye Heath, see you, Michaels."

"Later, Edward."

"Bye, you two. Libby, be nice to your Daddy!"

Once we were in our apartment, I sat Libby on the counter, my eyes glancing at the clock, "7:54, we still have a few minutes."

Bella's breakfast was on a plate, and Libby was sitting quietly at the table, her little legs dangling from the chair, as she ate her breakfast. She smiled when I dropped a kiss on her head, and told her that I'd be right back.

My fiancées lips were slightly parted, and I could hear her shallow breathing as I got closer. With her breakfast securely on the bedside table, I crawled on top of her body. Dipping my head down, I began to softly kiss her bare neck, my tongue darting out to taste her.

Bella's hands reflexively moved to hold me close to her as I suckled at her neck. When I received a moan of pleasure, I knew that my plan had succeeded. She was awake.

"Hey handsome." Her voice was rough with sleep as she spoke to me, and I smiled, brushing small wisps of hair out of her face.

"Hey yourself. May I have a kiss?" Bella shook her head, lips clenched shut.

"Why not?" I was pouting as Bella's hands slid down to palm my ass.

"Because, I have morning breath; no kisses until I have a human moment." As I moved to kiss her lips anyway, the alarm went off, playing music from the orange Ipod that I had docked the night before. I began to rub her stomach as the Ipod played, my fingers splaying over the bare skin.

Driving through town just my boy and me
With a happy meal in his booster seat
Knowing that he couldn't have the toy
Till his nuggets were gone
Green traffic light turned straight to red
I hit my breaks and mumbled under my breath
His fries went a flying and his orange drink covered his lap
Well then my four year old said a four letter word
That started with "s" and I was concerned
So I said son now where did you learn to talk like that.

"Hi little man, how are you? Daddy can't wait to meet you, no he can't. Your mommy and I need to pick out a name for you. What do you think, buddy? I like the name Bronx, but I bet your mommy hates it. She'll say it's goofy, won't she, Bronx."

He said I've been watching you dad, ain't that cool
I'm your buckaroo, I wanna be like you
And eat all my food and grow as tall as you are
We got cowboy boots and camo pants
Yeah we're just alike, hey ain't we dad
I wanna do everything you do
So I've been watching you

Bella rolled her eyes, and smiled, hiding any emotion towards the name that she may have had. Instead, she spoke softly, "What if we have a little girl? What then, Edward?"

There's two things I know for sure:
She was sent here from heaven and she's daddy's little girl.
As I drop to my knees by her bed at night she talks to Jesus and I close my eyes and
I thank god for all the joy in my life

I shrugged, "She'll be my precious little angel, just like Libby is. And she'll have her Mommy's eyes. Gorgeous, chocolate brown, melt in your mouth, Hershey kiss, eyes."

My fiancée smiled, so I set the plate on her still flat stomach, "Here you go, love, eat up."

Oh, but most of all,

For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer; sticking little white flowers all up in her hair;

"Walk beside the pony, Daddy, it's my first ride."
"I know the cake looks funny, Daddy, but I sure tried."
In all that I've done wrong I know I must, have done something right

To deserve a hug every morning and butterfly kisses at night.

BPOV

I would've loved more than anything to stay home (home being our hotel suite) and be with Edward and our Libby. But production was back on schedule and I had work to do. So, I regrettably left my two loved ones when Emmett knocked on our door, suit and shades in place, his back straight and professional.

When I had first met Emmett, it was shocking the transformation he could make for his job. As I had seen the night before, he could be fun loving and goofy. But the moment he was on the job it was all about checking the nooks and crannies of ever place he entered, trying to see the exits or the possibilities of how people could get in.

"Hey Emmett," I said as cheerfully as I could, knowing that it would be a long day of shooting. He nodded in response, a small smile on his lips. "It's going to be a long day today. I hope you can keep yourself entertained," I laughed. Fun Emmett could entertain himself by playing with his fingers all day, but I had never worked while having Professional Emmett in my presence.

"Bye, love," Edward said, coming up to kiss me on the cheek as he held Libby in his arms.

"Daddy, can we got and see Mommy at work today?" Libby asked.

I almost cringed, knowing the answer. None of us wanted Libby out and about after what had happened last night.

"You know what? I think Brennor wanted to play with you," He said, looking at his daughter.

"Besides, there's nothing to do at my work," I assured her.

"Yea, very boring," Emmett added.

"I'll see you when I get home, Peanut," I told her, touching her nose with my index finger, making her giggle before kissing her soft cheek.

As we rode in the bullet proof car Emmett and Edward both deemed 'necessary', I thought about life after the movie was finished. I had some real good money, enough that we would be beyond financially sound while I was on maternity leave. But, I knew I would have to return to work, not that I minded, I loved my job. But I started to think about what would happen to our children. Perhaps Charlie could help….

Shit. Charlie. I had yet to tell him I was not only engaged, but also pregnant. Of course, having a failed marriage, himself, he would assume we were only committing the act of matrimony due to my current "state".

I would be beyond difficult to assure him that Edward and I were in love. To convince him that Edward wasn't after me for my money and fame, or that this wasn't just because we were having a baby together.

The driver pulled up and shut off the car once we had arrived at the lot. Of course Emmett got out first, checking the perimeter before opening the door for me and helping me out.

We would have to take a boat to a remote island, like we had done before, but today we were shooting the love scene. As I said, it was about to be a long day. With Alice and Jacob in tow, the cast and crew sailed over, the morning wind picking up the smell of salt from the water. It was deeply refreshing and I wished that I had enjoyed it more often. It was peaceful out in the middle of the water at this time. No families on the beaches and no parties on yachts. Just our small boat cruising through the waves.

"So, did you have fun last night?" I asked Jacob as I nudged his shoulder with my own.

"Dear god, you too?" he feigned annoyance, but the smile on his face let me know that he didn't mind people asking about his new found girl. "Alice already forced the details from me earlier."

I looked over to my other side to see a smug Alice staring out into the water. She must have felt my stare because she looked over at me. "What?" she asked. "I'm Alice, it's to be expected," she shrugged with a smile.

I laughed at that, it was indeed to be inspected. Alice loved news and loved to be the first one to hear it even more.

I turned back to Jacob, "I'm not getting details from Alice. You know she'll add in the things that are in her own, sick mind," I told him with a laugh, to which Alice punched my shoulder. "It's true!" I defended. "You'll add in things like, 'and it was so romantic as he looked into her eyes and they kissed'" I mocked.

Jacob let out a bark of a laugh. "Yeah, that's probably true, and we all know I would never tell a story that way."

"Well excuse me for trying to spice up stories," Alice stuck her tongue out at the two of us.

"Mmk, details, mister," I told him.

"It was really nice," he said with a smile.

"Nice?" I repeated.

"Yes, 'nice'. I spent the entire night with her and Gabe. He's a funny little dude. I like him a lot. When she was busy with tables it was me and him talking about what he likes to do, and how much he likes Libby," he laughed. "Then, afterwards we walked a little through town. Got little Gabe some ice cream. Well, alright, we all got ice cream," he laughed. "It was nice. Nothing more than that happened."

I looked at him. "Not even a kiss?!" What a letdown.

"No, not even a kiss," he glared at me.

"Why not?!" Alice and I both yelled at him, though I'm sure she already knew this.

"Because I really like her, you guys. She's…" he sighed, "amazing. I just don't want to rush into this. I want it to be special every step of the way."

Alice and I smiled at each other, proud of our friend for wanting to do this right.

"Looks like he learned a thing or two from our guys," Alice whispered into my ear with a giggle.

"LAND HO!" Emmett yelled out from behind us, shades still in place and his back still stiff and straight. It was such a funny image that we couldn't help but laugh out at our friend. Professional or not, he was always just simply and wonderfully Emmett.

"May the day of love commence," Aaron said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Jacob and I looked at each other with suddenly nervous expressions. This would be…different.

EPOV

Libby had my headphones over her tiny ears as she bounced on the couch, her bare little feet slapping the leather. I was close by, prepared to snatch up my daughter in case something were to happen, and she'd lose her balance.

She was singing, belting out lyrics from High School Musical 3. I smiled as she sang.

I'm kickin' down the walls.
I gotta make 'em fall!
Just break through them all!
I'm pushin', crashin', I'm gonna
Fight to find myself,
Me and no one else!
Which way I get down, pushin',
Searchin', can't find a
Road that I should take,
I should, tomorrow left us!
Like nothing works without you!

The four year old mind was an astonishing thing, and the way my daughter sung these lyrics without problem made me ponder. Libby was extremely smart, and her environment had helped her develop what I could consider a "brilliant mind."

I don't know, where to go, what's the right team?
I want my own thing. So bad I'm gonna Scream!
I can't choose, so confused! What's it all mean?
I want my own dream. So bad I'm gonna Scream!

While Libby was bouncing, I settled myself on the couch next to her, and she flopped into my lap. My phone vibrated in my pocket, so I pulled it out, and bit my lip when I saw my parent's home number. The dream from the previous night made me stutter, but I knew that it would be one of my parents, not the stalker.

"Hey?" My voice held a tone of question, as I was unsure of whom I was talking to.

"Hey sweetie, it's Mom. We found you a house."

I grinned, my mom always had an eye for luxury, and I knew that anything she picked out would be amazing, and well decorated. She had been the one to help pick out the first one; now she was obtaining a house, when I wasn't even around.

"Really? Do I get to see pictures, or am I supposed to guess." I winked at Libby whose head was cocked with curiosity. At my wink, she shrugged, and turned the Ipod back on, undoubtedly listening to more songs from her new favorite Disney movie.

"I emailed you pictures of the house. I just need your okay, and it will be all yours. The realtor understands the circumstances, and has been very helpful with accommodating your needs."

"That's great, Mom. I'll look at them, and have Bella take a look. Once I know for sure, I will call you."

I could almost see the bright smile decorating my mother's face; she was happy as long as I was happy, "So, how are my grandchildren, and their mommy?"

"Bella's working, of course, and Libby and Bronx are just fine."

"Bronx? Really Edward, don't go all movie star on me. Give the child a normal name. I swear to God, if you name her Apple, I will beat your ass."

Libby smiled when I snorted, "Don't worry, Mom, I won't name her Apple."

"Nana!? Can I talk to her, Daddy? Please, please, please?!"

I chuckled, before passing off the phone to my four year old, "Tell your Nana that I'm going to get the laptop to look at pictures."

"Nana! Daddy says he's gets the lappy to look at the pictures." There was a big smile on my daughter's face, and as I left the room, I heard her chattering happily.

After logging in, I pulled up the email my mother had sent me. Once the attachments were open, my jaw dropped, "Holy shit."

The first shot was taken from the back of the house, where an elongated pool was built into stone, and a jacuzzi tub was seated just beside it, also in ground. Two pillars held up an overhang, just above the outside doors, leading out to the pool. Stone was mixed in with dark green shingles, and a gray roof.

There were two floors, four bedrooms, and three and a half baths, a nursery, a study, kitchen, dining room, and family room. The basement was finished, with a bar and "game room." I sighed, my finger outlining the house through the screen.

"Daddy! Nana wants you!" Closing the computer, I hurried into the family room, where Libby was lounging comfortably, holding the phone out for me to take.

"Mom, it's amazing. I can't wait to show it to Bella."

My mother was glowing, I could feel it through the phone, "Good, once we get her okay, I'm going to hire an interior designer. Your father mentioned something about a 'movie theater room,' but I think he is absolutely nuts. Just ask Bella what she wants, and let us know. I just have to know if we need to acquire the house, as soon as possible."

I grinned, "Of course, Mom. I'm sure Bella will love it. I know I do."

"Good, now feed your daughter, apparently she's 'starving to death.' I love you, Edward."

"Love you too, Mom. I'll call you back tonight."

Scooping Libby up, I began to tickle her, clutching her small body close to me, "Oh, you're starving to death, huh?"

Just as I set Libby on the counter, there was a noise that I had only heard one time before, and it wasn't good.

Libby's eyes grew wide, and she jumped from the counter, wrapping her arms around my neck. Fearfully, she buried her face against my chest whimpering softly. She knew what that sound meant too. Someone was trying to get in, and they didn't have the proper key.

BPOV

I stared through my reflection in the mirror they had set up in a small changing booth on the island. I was wearing a black, silk robe, and I thought to myself about how much of a porn star I looked at the moment with it on. Under the robe were flesh colored nipple pasties and thong. It was beyond unnerving knowing that only Edward had ever seen this much of me, and now a whole production would be seeing it.

Due to the movie's PG-13 rating that the production company was shooting for, there would be no nudity in the film. I wouldn't have done any anyway, no matter how much they were willing to pay me. But, it did have very…intimate scenes that were involved in this scene, and the directors and screen writers believed that this may be the best scene in the entire film. No pressure to fake lust and love for a man you thought of as your brother.

I sucked in a huge breath of air before exhaling slowly as I heard the waves from the not too distant shore outside, before pulling back the curtain and stepping outside, Alice waiting patiently to fix any loose strands of hair, or dab any blemishes.

"Are you ready for this?" Alice asked. She seemed almost as nervous as I did.

"Not even close," I told her honestly.

She turned away to start leading me to the location of today's scene…the beach. Great, as if I didn't have enough to worry about as I attempted to fake making love to my friend, Jake, now I had to worry about the different kinds of bugs and crabs that would crawl up my ass.

"Don't stress too much about this, Bella," she said as we continued to walk. "It's only Jacob and I'm sure it's no big deal for him and it shouldn't be for you either. You have to do this Bella. Think of it as puberty. It doesn't look like it's a good thing until your boobs come in and you can advance onto adulthood. This is your puberty. You need this to advance your career, and I'm sure Jake can teach you a thing or two about the business as you guys…do it."

"Oh god," was the only response I could give as we arrived at the 'perfect' spot for the scene, being covered in nothing but the sand.

"Listen, Bella," Marcus said, coming up to me and swooping his arm around my shoulder, a gesture that was very uncomfortable considering what I was wearing beneath the robe. "Aaron and I were talking and we were thinking, that a nice wide shot would look amazing!"

I nodded along with him, wondering what this had to do with me. "Okay…" I said hesitantly.

"So, we decided, you need to lose the thong."

"What?!?!" I practically screamed at the man.

"You need to take the thong off so that we don't see the strings when we go to a wide shot. It's not a big deal, Jacob planned to be naked from the beginning, so…yeah," with that, he walked away, not even leaving me the room to say 'no'.

I turned; looking at Alice with what I'm sure was a terrified expression.

"Don't worry," she tried to sooth me…she failed. "Just imagine that it's Edward. You're a professional, he's a professional. He'll probably be thinking about Nessie and you can day dream about making love to Edward for the entire shoot."

"That's a nice daydream," I said, images of a shirtless Edward laying on the sandy beach coming to my mind.

"See? Not so hard, is it?" and I could hear the smile in her voice, even though my mind was still completely transfixed with a wet, naked Edward, laying down on the sand, his limp cock between his legs.

"No…" I breathed. I liked this daydream. I should daydream more often.

"Good, now go," Alice gave me a little nudge towards where Jacob was walking on the beach.

His tan skin was shining beautifully in the suns light rays of late morning. His sculpted chest chiseled and muscled and tight as it rippled with every movement. The dark skin covered his entire body, apart from the dark green towel that was fastened tightly around his waist.

He looked over, as if searching for me and our eyes met. His had always looked black, but for some reason, at that moment they looked even darker than usual. He offered me an awkward and nervous smile, and I'm sure mine looked the same when I returned it. His look was almost apologetic, as if he knew that I really didn't want to do this.

It was strange, I had thought as I walked to the spot where I would lay with Jacob, had we not formed so close of a bond, neither of us would have these awkward feelings. Had it been Devin Steal I was about to fake a sex scene with, it would've been beyond easy. We would've laid down and he would be naked and arrogant. I would be on top of him, and we would "mmm" and "yes" until the director called "CUT", neither one of us being aroused in the slightest. As a matter of fact, I would be counting down the seconds until it was over. We would approach it as it was…a job.

But for some reason, I couldn't approach it like that with Jacob. We were far too connected for that. I think the crew thought that would be a good thing, thought our chemistry off screen would help the chemistry on screen…and it did. Except when it came to this.

Jacob took my hands in his as he looked into my eyes. "Are you ready?" he whispered so that no one else could hear.

I breathed out an unsteady breath and nodded. "Yes."

EPOV

"Are you ready?" Libby shook her head quickly, tears sliding down her pink cheeks. Her eyes were glassy as she clung to me, curls bouncing around her ears.

"No!"

"Sweetheart, you need to stay here, and do not come out until I tell you too."

My daughter kept shaking her head, so I gripped her close to me, kissing her forehead, "Baby, please, listen to me. I'll be back in just a second--"

The phone was ringing, and as Libby watched me fearfully, I flipped it open, "Hello?"

"Edward, it's Liam. I left my key. Can you come down and get me?"

I wiped my daughter's nose off with my sleeve, as I let out a deep sigh, "Yeah man, sure."

Clutching Libby close to me, I opened the door to our room. Once we were in the hallway, I set Libby on the floor, "Go get Heather, please."

She nodded, and scurried down the hallway. Raising her knuckles, she rapped on the door, and Heather pulled it open, eyeing the two of us curiously, "Hey, is Li in there?"

Heather shook her head, "No, but the idiot forgot his key, and I figured making him wait down there would make sure that he didn't forget it again."

I sighed, "Can you watch Libby while I go let him in, maybe make her a sandwich? He scared the shit out of me."

Libby had already run inside, and Heather palmed her own face, staring out of their room, "Oh God, Edward, I'm so sorry! I didn't think that he would mess with the elevator when he knew he forgot his card. Idiot husband, I swear to God."

I shrugged and walked towards the elevator, checking my pockets to make sure that my card was there. Once I had it out, I waved back at Heather, "I'll be back in a second."

Liam looked sheepish when I yanked his stupid ass into the elevator. I growled at him, shaking my head, "Go watch my daughter, I need to get out. I'm sick of feeling like I'm living in a cage."

"Where are you going to go?" His voice was worried, so I figured I'd at least tell him where I thought about going.

"To the set. I need to see my fiancée." The elevator dinged, and the doors started to close, when Liam tossed something at me. It was his gun; the same one I used to have.

"Well, at least keep this with you. And call me when you get there."

"Yes mother."

A rental car was in the parking garage, and a doorman held the keys. None of us had used the car, but I was about to. I groaned when I saw the make, "A Mercedes S600…"

Running my hand along the roof, I grinned, climbing inside, before starting the engine. I knew the set of the movie was closed, but hopefully I would be able to get in. But with my luck, I'd be stuck sitting in the car until Bella was finished.

Dialing the number, I sat, waiting for him to pick up, "Edward?"

"Hey Emmett, I'm coming to surprise Bella. Would you be able to get me onto the set?"

"Sure, who else is with you?"

"No one, it's just me."

Emmett groaned into the phone. Apparently, I wasn't allowed out by myself anymore, "Edward…you should have brought Liam."

"And leave the girls without someone to protect them? No thank you, sir. I have as much training to protect myself, and Li made me take his gun before I left. Is that good enough for you?"

Emmett chuckled, "Fine, but check the gun at the door, no one on the set will bother you."

"Don't be so sure. I'm leaving now, I'll be there soon."

"Sure, Edward, see you soon."

BPOV

Jacob dropped his towel before lying down on the sand, his eyes closing as if he didn't want to see my reaction, or he felt he was invading my privacy as he watched me undress. Either way, I'm sure it was for the better as I stripped out of my thong from under my robe and then knelt down before taking the robe off (I figured less would be seen that way), the whole time, I tried desperately not to look at Jacob's "manhood".

Alice came to scoop up our clothing as I took another deep breath in. Aaron's voice rang out from his megaphone. "Alright Bell, now just get on top of him."

"That's what she said," Jacob muttered. I looked to see his eyes still closed, but now a smile on his face as he tried to lighten the mood.

"No," I corrected, "That's what she did."

I slowly made my way on top of the tanned man on the sand. He did look beautiful, there was no denying that. Jacob was a very beautiful man, someone whose beauty competed at Edward's level.

As soon as I let my weight sink onto Jake, his eyes opened and he smiled at me, his black eyes reflecting the light from the sun back at me. His eyes were dark and mysterious, and undeniably gorgeous, but they weren't the green I longed for. I knew that, but I tried to see those emerald orbs instead, thinking it would be easier that way.

"Hey," he whispered out, but his voice wasn't smooth.

"Hey," I smiled down at my pale, green eyed fiancé as he lay beneath me.

I didn't even hear the word 'Action', just saw Edward's face coming up to mine. His lips caught me off guard, and they seemed much larger than usual. But they felt just as soft, a little different, but still like kissing rose petals.

I felt his hand, hotter than usual; start to run up and down my back, teasing the skin on my backside, as his other hand knotted itself in my hair, pulling me closer to his mouth. I felt as if both of our bodies were on fire, and I began to rub against him wanting to feel the delicious friction only he could achieve.

When my lips pulled away from his, my lungs fighting for air, I could feel him roll us over, and his lips attached themselves to my neck. Didn't this man ever have to breathe? I didn't care either way, I just opened my eyes slightly and looked down to see a flash of black before Edward's messy bronze mane came into my view.

I moaned and my eyes slammed shut as I could feel the gorgeous man on top of me start to grind against me as well. I relished in the feeling of his hands exploring every inch of my body as I lifted my chest to press against his.

He was getting harder, I could feel it. I could feel how much he needed me, and I knew how much I needed him. He could no doubt feel my arousal with every lift of my hips, and the rhythm I had set only increased between us when his lips returned to mine, and I locked my fingers in his hair, which seemed longer than usual.

But, no matter how hard I rubbed, or how many times I tried to buck my hips at him, begging him to enter that large cock into me, he would simply moan and back away for a second before continuing to grind that hard boner into me. Into my thigh, or stomach, or leg, but never in the place I wanted it the most. Tease.

He was getting closer though. The wet head of his dick now pressing against the moist skin of my inner thigh. I couldn't help but start to screaming out things like "yes," or "mmmm yeah" as I felt how turned on I could make this perfect man. I had always been proud that I could have that effect on him.

But now, for some reason, his hands were rougher on me. They grabbed me tighter, as if he needed me more now than ever. I felt as if I was a jewel locked away for centuries, and he was the treasure hunter that had been looking for me all his life. Though, perhaps 'jewel' was too gentle of a word to use. I knew it was far too gentle, as his teeth sunk into the skin on my shoulder, making me scream in pleasure and buck wildly. No, I wasn't a jewel to him, not at that moment. At that moment, I felt like I was his air. It was as if he was suffocating and needed me to survive. As if the air was right in front of him, and all he had to do was fight for it, and it was his.

He was fighting…hard.

And I liked it.

My wet pussy started to quiver as his cock started to slide across my pink lips. We moaned out in unison, and though his voice was deeper and huskier, I ignored it, instead concentrating on the amazing feeling he could always give me.

I was beyond panting now, mewing noises escaping my mouth as I continued to create the sweet friction with the gyration of my hips. And soon, it became too much for me, and I screamed out as an orgasm rippled through me.

"EDWARD!" I screamed, digging my nails into his back.

He grunted out as well and then rolled us over so I could collapse on top of him. We lay there panting for a while, my eyes closed, enjoying the after effect as my head rested against his hot, and sweaty chest.

"Cut!" I heard someone yell out from somewhere far away.

I opened my eyes sleepily to see Alice running at me with a robe. A robe….

I looked down to find not Edward beneath me, sweating from our activity, but a very naked Jacob. I looked over at Alice as she draped the robe on me and started walking me away from the spot with Jacob.

I must've looked absolutely mortified, because the whole time Alice was whispering "shhh, its okay's" in my ears until I reached the dressing "room."

"Here are your clothes, honey," she said, "I'll be right outside if you need me, but I'll leave you alone to change."

I nodded at her, needing the alone time, and she left.

I turned to the floor length mirror in the curtain tent and dropped my robe. The pasties I had on over my nipples were still in place, but I quickly removed them, having no use for them anymore.

For a moment, I just looked at myself, thought about what had just happened and how I got so caught up in something that wasn't even real. I eyed myself down from my face, to my collar bone, my breasts, to my stomach….

I stopped, my eyes locked on my stomach. Or should I say, what was on my stomach.

There, lower than my belly button, was a white liquid that could only be one thing. I thought back to the feeling as I came, about how I could feel Edward… I mean Jacob twitch against me. I ran to the box of tissues on a makeup table and rubbed off the semen before dressing in a hurry.

I was terrified to ever look at Jacob again. He was my friend and now I could've just ruined all of that because of this. Not only that, but what about Edward? I couldn't even explain anything to myself; my head was in a place that allowed no rational thought, only extensive freaking out. I was trying to think about the situation and suppress it at the same time as I threw the curtain back and ran into something hard.

I stumbled back before regaining my balance and looked up to see a pair of very familiar green eyes staring back at me.

"Edward!"

EPOV

"Edward!" I was growling, literally. Emmett's arms were wrapped around my waist, as he tried to hold me back from ripping Jacob's head off as he thrust against MY fiancée. "Man! Relax, or I'll throw you out of here!"

My breathing was ragged from the struggle as I watched to two continue to thrust in the sand. Head spinning I closed my eyes trying anything to remove that mental picture from my brain.

"EDWARD!" That wasn't Emmett's voice. The bodyguard chuckled from behind me, and I couldn't help the grin that spread across my features. She wasn't "having sex" with Jake, she was having it with me. Emmett shook my shoulders, laughing as I relaxed, and slumped against a nearby set piece.

"It's okay to be worried, Eddie. I worry about Rose and these other guys, but, in the end, I know she'll come back to me. And even if she doesn't, I'll just shoot them with my 9, and get her back!" I rolled my eyes, and brushed a hand through my messy hair. Emmett shoved me towards the tent, his eyes shining, "Go get her, tiger."

I had taken my shoes off once I realized that the entire set was covered in sand. As I walked barefoot towards Bella's tent, I was grinning. I couldn't be happier when she screamed out my name. Part of it was me being self conscious, simply because I KNEW there was someone better for Bella. I was just too dangerous. Or I had been with my previous job.

Now I was going to be a doctor, a pediatrician. Little kids made me laugh, and I'd always wanted to look out for them. Especially since Libby.

My arms caught my fiancée as she stumbled out of the tent, and into my chest, "Edward!"

"Hey gorgeous girl." Bella blushed, her hands skimmed across my bare arms, and I could feel the sand between her fingers. Lowering my lips, I brushed my mouth across her neck, and over her collarbone. She seemed to flinch upon feeling my lips, so I stepped back slowly, releasing her from my arms.

"I'm so sorry, Edward." There was pain in her eyes; they were no longer that chocolaty brown that I could get lost in.

"Why are you sorry, love? You were absolutely amazing." Bella seemed stunned when she spoke again, unsure of my positive response to her acting. When she opened her lips to speak, I silenced her with my own. This time, her fingers buried themselves in my hair, and she kissed back.

A loud catcall interrupted our kiss, and raised my hand behind my back, curling down all fingers except for my middle. Emmett guffawed loudly, and I pulled back, releasing Bella's tongue with a slick sound. Bella pressed her face into my shoulder, and I turned to see half of the cast and crew grinning, "What?"

Aaron laughed, walking closer to the two of us, "The scene was lovely, Bella. We'll cut you screaming out in the throes of passion from the final edit, but you two were so into it! No one needs to ask who you were thinking about." The director wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, and I smirked, before kissing Bella's soft forehead.

"Where's Jake?"

My lip curled up reflexively, and when Emmett noticed he snapped his fingers at me. He seemed to know the answer to Bella's question, "He's in the other tent, Bells. Apparently, you wore him out."

Bella slapped Emmett's arm, and then whimpered after coming in contact with his "hard" arms. I clasped her hand in mine, immediately kissing the newly abused knuckles, which made her smile, "You need to stop trying to beat people up, love. You always end up hurting yourself."

"Edward? Can we talk for a second? Then I need to go find Jake."

I nodded, "Sure, sweetheart." Tugging her hands I walked her backward, into the tent she had just left.

She was watching the ground until I tipped her chin up so that those gorgeous doe eyes were locked with mine, "Hey green eyed guy." That crooked grin spread across my face, and Bella's eyes rolled, "Can I just say you look so damn handsome when you grin at me like that, mister? Edward -Melt my heart with a smile- Cullen…"

Laughing, I sat down on the sand, pulling her into my lap once I was settled, "Now what would you like to tell me?"

Bella was blushing again, and I realized that what she was going to tell me was about the frenzied thrusting that had gone on between her and Jacob Black, "He came on me."

"Excuse me?"

Ducking her head, Bella murmured out the same response that she had previously, "Jake came on me."

I scooped grains of sand into my palm, before rubbing my hands together, the small particles tickling the skin of my hands, "Where?"

"My stomach, I didn't realize until I came back here to clean up." Clearing my throat, I lay down in the sand, not caring that it was clinging to my hair, and I'd have to take a long shower. I pulled Bella on top of me, and she sighed contentedly, resting against my chest, "This would be perfect if your shirt was off."

Her fingers moved to the hem of my grey shirt, and she peeled it up, away from my abs, and up over my shoulders. My arms shot out as she pulled the fabric away from my body. She tossed it across the tent, and it landed on the ground, "Is that better, love?"

Bella nodded, kissing my shoulder, "Much better." She pushed herself away from my body, getting to her feet, "Let's go. It's stuffy in here."

I grabbed her arm as she started out of the tent, and I could tell she was trying to hold back a giggle, "What in the world are you up to, Isabella?"

She fingered the leather band that encased my wrist, digits reaching underneath it to feel the names that were engraved on the inside, "Nothing, I just want to see you in the sun without your shirt on."

"Do you think I'm going to sparkle or something?"

Bella laughed, her fingers still underneath my band as she walked backwards out of the tent, "Maybe?"

For the second time that day, Bella ran into someone's chest, but this time it was the one person she was slightly uncertain about seeing, "Hey Jake."

"Hi Bells. Can I, um, talk to you?" Jacob looked nervous as I looked directly at his face, my eyes burning into him.

"Sure, Jake, but Edward has to come to. He owes you an apology." Jacob lifted his hands, before extending his right one in my direction.

"I swear, I'd never hurt Bella, ever. I need you to know that my intentions towards her will always be friendly. I couldn't hurt her, even if I tried."

I nodded, trying not to smirk. I got the feeling that this would be how Libby's first real boyfriend would react when he spoke to me. Telling me that he'd never hurt my daughter because he'd know damn well that I'd beat his ass.

"I know, Jacob. You just need to understand that I can't trust anyone, but I promise I'll try harder… Wouldn't want my daughter to hate me if I was mean to you, now would I?"

"She's adorable, man, she really is. And Gabe is after her heart. But I'll keep him in check, no worries."

"Thanks Jacob. You two can go talk; I have to make a phone call. And Bella, I have something to show you when we get home."

She kissed my lips, and then she and Jacob went off to talk. I pulled my cell out to see that I had three missed calls from my best friend; probably calling to check up on me. I hit send to redial the number, and waited for him to answer.

"Hello Edward."

I stuttered, knowing that wasn't Liam's voice. This couldn't be happening; it had to be a dream, "Ever wonder what happens when your friend thinks you forgot your key too? Or that you're playing a joke on him now? This happens."

"DADDY!"

MY LIBBY BUG! So… ya, Libby's in trouble…

Anyway, how'd you guys like it? I was torn between pissy Edward and I'm okay with it Edward, and I think I got both points across? I dunno?

If you catch the Twilight reference, ask me a question. I'll answer… I never get questions…By the way, this isn't edited, but once it is, I'll repost it.

The songs in this chapter were not owned by us, but they are "Watching You" by Rodney Atkins; "Butterfly Kisses" by Bob Carlisle; and "Scream" by Zac Efron.

See you soon,

Hayden

Creepy? Scary? Are you afraid for poor Libby?!?! I am, and I'm writing it! So this was a fun one to write. I wasn't sure why, but I wanted to make Bella and Jacob do a love scene (hehe). I loved trying to capture the awkwardness and then her picturing Edward the whole time as Jacob just lost control. For the record, he does think of her as a friend…now. But at the beginning he had feelings for her. And when the girl you crushed on is naked and grinding into you…kinda hard (literally) I would think…lol.

Now, I am actually getting more questions, so like in MLOONAA I will answer them here. Rosette-Cullen asked: "What's your favorite lemon that you've written? I know Making Love Out of Nothing at all was a lemon bombshell on the face of fanfiction, but is their one that sticks out?"

ANSWER: I would have to say my favorite lemon actually was from MLOONAA. I really loved chapter 50 and of course the "Talk Dirty To Me". So those two were my favorites because I felt that chapter 50 was so sensual and slow deep love making and of course Talk Dirty To me coined the phrase DTE!

So, there you have it. Hayden had said that someone asked a question about what other Cullen would I chose to have sex with Hayden and I, but for some reason, I couldn't find it. If you ask again, I will definitely answer next time .

Thanks everyone and we hope you enjoyed it!

Much love and even more writing,

ashel-13