Chapter 6

I was snuggled into Kid's arms as we reclined in the comfy bed of the hotel. It was like sleeping on clouds. He was feeding me potato chips.

This might be close to heaven.

Of course, it had to be ruined by that pesky feeling of guilt.

"I need to. . . You know—" I started choking on the words. "Apolo. . . Sorry!"

He rubbed my head like a dog. Humph. "Sorry for what, Sweetheart?"

"For when I smother you in your sleep for calling me, 'Sweetheart'," I stated with a glare. "I joke."

I sort of smiled and he cracked up laughing. "Thanks for the apology first before my untimely demise."

I hugged him, as he continued to chuckle. I swallowed my pride to say, "Edward, I'm sorry about screwing up our wedding."

"You said my given name. This must be serious." He sat up on his elbows to look me in the eye. "Isabella Marie Swan-Cullen, don't you think I know how you operate by now?"

I scoffed, "I'm an enigma like the mysteries of the deep ocean and the creation of the pyramids."

"Not really." He kissed me. "I have pretty much figured you out. If your ticks haven't scared me away yet, they never will."

"I'm a weirdo, Edward." He had to know for sure what he impregnated.

"I'm absolutely certain that you are the most amazing weirdo ever, wife." He pulled me back down onto his chest. "Stop calling me by my name. It's creeping me out."

I looked at my kid. He knew me better than anyone else, including Chief Charlie. It was horrifying, but I loved it. I remember seeing him standing in the baseball field in his Forks High School uniform chatting to Teeth about boy stuff. He would look over to me and smile. It would be so easy to hate him for annoying me and I just couldn't. I reluctantly wanted his smiles. He drove me crazy like no one else. It was the oddest feeling to like it.

"I love you more than Annie Oakley. You know that, right?" I stared at him then up at the ceiling.

He turned my face back to his. "I do."

"I'll probably love the spawn more than anything else. The alien is a piece of me," I admitted.

"I wouldn't expect anything else." He kissed my forehead. "I love that."

"Annie Oakley is still my feathery child."

"Mine too." Kid pulled me even closer. "She takes after you."

Kid used to walk through the hallways with a smile on his face so bright that it made the sun dimmer in comparison. He greeted everyone with kindness. I envied his ease of being friendly with everyone some days. It was refreshing. Not enough to try it myself, but it looked good on him.

"I only cared about Chief Charlie and animals before you. It's a pretty big thing for me to let people in. I was certain I was going to be a bitter, cat lady before you."

"If I was eighty and met your angry, cat loving self at bingo, I would still pursue you. I would invite you to the early bird special for Salisbury Steak at a diner." He kissed my wrist.

"That's the most romantic thing I've ever heard."

Kid nodded. "Food has always been a way into your heart."

"As long as there's mashed potatoes," I added. Then it occurred to me. "I'm not good at admitting my feelings in front of people. It's hard enough by myself in front of a mirror."

"I realized that."

I continued, "Also, Elvis's rhinestones distracted me from hearing your vows."

"I know how you are with shiny things. It's like you're a bowerbird." Kid smiled. "There's a video of me saying how much I love you. I talked about how when I first saw you I was drawn by the way you weren't concerned with what others thought. How you were the most beautiful thing I ever saw, only you didn't know it. That you displayed infinite kindness to others, but took no credit. The story about the day you saved the caterpillar."

"What?"

"You saved a caterpillar the day I first met you. You had just walked across the parking lot for the first time and stopped traffic. The new girl who stopped the school buses, cars and random motorcycles to rescue a tiny caterpillar and move it to a tree. I knew I had to meet you and that one day you'd be my bride."

I looked at Kid like he was insane. "I have no recollection of that at all. Good thing you're cute, Stalker."

"I didn't think you would, Bella." He rolled us over and stroked my face. "I love you."

"I love you." I really did.

All of a sudden I felt it. A rush so intense it made me woozy. "Edward, get off."

"Oh, my Bella!" He said huskily. He kissed my neck and his hands traveled down my body. It tickled. This was bad.

I started banging on his back. "Move, Cullen!"

Kid scrambled up in a panic. "What's wrong? Is it the baby?"

"I have to pee!"

Romance and pregnancy it seems weren't always compatible.