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Chapter 8 – Fast Family

I woke up to something warm beside me and realized last night wasn't a dream, but Bella was fast asleep in the nude next to me. I peeked under the blanket and realized I was in the same state of dress. I was quietly freaking out in my head not wanting to disturb her. I wasn't sure what the heck had happened last night, but I was positive I had lost my virginity.

I slipped out of the bed to use the bathroom. I had just finished brushing my teeth and was leaning against the counter trying to figure out how to handle this morning. I wanted to act cool and relaxed. I wanted to pretend that it didn't mean anything to me and that if she blew me off now or came to her senses this morning, I was fine with it. The problem was I wasn't fine with it. I closed my eyes, fighting back tears when I felt warm arms wrap around me and light kisses on my back. My body relaxed under her touch and when I opened my eyes to see her smile in the mirror, I knew everything was going to be okay.

"Morning," she whispered against my skin and pushed her way in front of me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my lips softly and for a split second, I wondered if she had a chance to brush her teeth and then told my mind to shut up. I was surprised by the minty goodness that was her mouth moments later.

When she pulled back, I glanced at the clock.

"We have about an hour before the kids are up. When do you have to go into work?" she asked.

I was on call, but I didn't have to go in. I figured I would go in later this afternoon to check on patients just because, but I wasn't really needed.

"I don't," I finally said and her answering smile was huge. She rewarded me with another kiss, this one much more vigorous, causing me to groan loudly.

She pulled back and grabbed my manhood in her hand. "Let's make the most of our time together before the children wake," she said pulling me back to the bedroom. To be honest, I was nervous. She had done everything last night and now I feared she expected me to be an experienced participant. She pushed me down on the bed and started kissing me again and would often move to my neck, face, and chest, just peppering me with affection. I reached up cupping her cheek, willing her to understand that I wanted to show her the same appreciation, but I was not sure how. She seemed to understand as she took my hand and slid it down to her breast. She pressed my fingers into her flesh, showing me what she liked. I gave her a nervous smile and kissed her again softly.

She surprised me by leaning up over me, aligning her chest with my mouth and I looked at her unsure, but her finger pulled my bottom lip down and she thrust her breast forward and made it very clear what she wanted. As I suckled her, she moaned and called my name as her fingers dug in to my hair and shoulders in a pleasant way. I switched and she responded the same way, more breathless. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes dilated to a bright sparkling shine. I quickly found myself attacking her lips with vigor and she impaled herself on me, causing me to grip her hips with such a force I was sure she would be bruised.

Our bodies seemed to know what they wanted and worked in tandem as we gasped and struggled to kiss through the movement. I lasted longer this time, but still not long enough for me not to be ashamed. She fell against my body, resting on me as I held her in my arms. I averted my eyes, hoping not to see the disappointment in her face. After a few moments, she grinned up at me and slid down to my side. She kissed under my chin as she grabbed my hand, "Now my turn."

Her free hand pulled me down to kiss her lips as her other directed my hand between her legs. She again used her hand to teach my fingers the movements that she wanted and as she responded to my touch, I gained more confidence in my actions. I watched as her body unraveled in my arms, in awe of her beauty and willingness to share this with me. When she finally relaxed back sated in my arms, she gave me a lazy smile. "That was wonderful," she whispered. She snuggled closer, dragging her knee over me. She giggled when she realized I had 'risen to the occasion' as I watched her explode. She pounced on me again, letting out a much more vocal response than before. I was up to the challenge and hoped to have her reach completion with me this time. Third time was the charm, right?

It wasn't long before I felt her body start to pull and grip onto me, causing me to lose all sense of myself as we both ended up calling each other's names loudly. This time, she collapsed on me, snuggling close and mumbled, "Oh, Edward, that was wonderful."

The dork I was actually said, "Third time's the charm," which caused her to erupt into giggles.

She kissed me several times all over my face and smiled down at me. "Yes, and you certainly are full of charm." She pulled the blanket up over us and glanced at the clock, "We have another twenty minutes to get our legs back. I doubt I could hold myself up right now."

I looked at her worried, afraid I had hurt her. "Are you alright, have I injured you?"

She shook her head no smiling. "No, my beautiful sweet man; that last orgasm just left me feeling like I'm made of jelly." She snuggled deeper into my side hiding her face, but I could feel her smile against my skin.

It was much too soon she was pulling herself from my arms and dressing, insisting that she had to make breakfast for everyone. I wanted to protest, but I was pretty sure she wouldn't give in.

I did follow her into the kitchen and watched as she made breakfast quickly for us. The kids had woken up and fetched their own cereal and were sitting in the other room quietly arguing about something. We finally came into the dining room to sit with them and were shocked by the turn the conversation had taken.

"Dad, you need to settle this, please tell me we're getting a boy," he said shaking his head and continued on his rant. "I want a boy, but Ara wants a girl. She says her doll gets a vote, too, saying girls win, but I say she doesn't because she's just a doll. Dolls don't get a vote, right? What did you guys vote for?" Timmy asked us very seriously.

Bella turned to Ara, "A boy or girl? What are you talking about?"

"Timmy said when mommies and daddies say their names funny and loud in their bedroom together it means they're trying to decide if they want a boy or girl baby."

Bella and I looked at each other shocked. We were sure the kids were still asleep.

Bella cleared her throat and calmly preceded, "Timmy, who told you that?"

"Jeff, he and I used to have beds next to each other and he told me that and now he has three brothers."

"Why didn't they pick a girl?" Arabella asked innocently.

"Because girls are too much work," Timmy said sternly.

"Hey, that's not nice," I cut him off.

"But it's true, you got to keep them safe and keep people away from them so they don't say mean things and make them cry. You have to give them lots of money to buy pretty dress and then you have to give them more money so they can brush their hair fancy," he ticked off on his fingers. "Us boys, you only need to feed. I'd be fine in my PJ's, too; you don't have to buy me clothes," he said nodded like he had just proved his point.

Ara huffed, brushing her hand down her dress and flicking her hair off her shoulder like a little prim princess. Bella, on the other hand, looked like she was about to burst out laughing.

"That's all good and well," I started, "But mommies and daddies don't necessarily get to pick if they have a boy or girl, they just get whatever is available."

I also realized that Bella and I had not used any sort of protection and wondered if we would have a baby and how she would feel about that. "Now, if Ms. Bella and I ever decide to have a baby, it would be just between us," I said pointing between her and I. She reached over taking my hand, making me feel less nervous about it. "I would hope to be able to marry her first, but any babies that come into our family are welcome," I said and looked up at her worried that she would not feel the same way.

She smiled brilliantly at me and kissed me firmly. We did keep it somewhat chaste because the children were in our presence.

"So, is Ms. Bella my mom?" Timmy asked. Before we could come up with an answer, Arabella chimed in, "Yeah, is Dr. Edward my dad? I asked for one for Christmas," she said excitedly and grabbed my leg. "Did Santa tell you to be my dad now?"

I looked to Bella, worried this conversation would upset her. Her expression was so confusing. She had tears in her eye, but a soft smile on her lips.

"Ara, Edward will be your daddy when we're married."

I looked at her surprised. She didn't say if, but when. I couldn't help the smile that lit my face. This was all moving so fast, but I didn't want it to slow down.

"Can I call you dad now, though?" Ara asked.

I looked over at Bella and mouthed please with hopeful eyes.

She smiled nodding yes firmly.

"Of course, honey, I would love to be your dad."

"Great!" she said and kissed my cheek. "I knew I liked you," she said and skipped off like we had just told her we were going to the park.

"If she gets to call you dad, can I call Ms. Bella Mom?" Timmy asked. I gave her a hopeful grin.

"I would love to be your mom, Timmy," she said walking over and hugging him.

When he finally broke free, he ran after Arabella shouting, "Hey, Ara, I have a mom now, too! We both have a full family."

Moments later, the pair came running back in and Timmy was quick to ask excitedly, "Does that mean we're brother and sister?"

We nodded yes and they both squealed and took off running down the hall, laughing and shouting how excited they were to have more family.

I looked over at Bella timidly as she sipped her tea. I wondered if she felt like we were rushing things. The way the kids were laughing in the other room brought a smile to her face and gave away nothing. "Bella," I finally got up the nerve to say her name, but it was more of a whisper. She still heard it and turned her smile on me as she scooted closer.

Her hand came up to my face, "What has you worried now?" she asked.

I wondered how she knew I was worried and wished I could read her just as easily.

"Do-do you think we-we're moving a little fast?" I got out stuttering like a fool.

She tipped her head to the side and smiled softly, "If you aren't sure of your feelings for me yet, we can slow down. I'm not in a rush to get married again," she said patting my leg.

"Are you sure of your feelings?" I finally got the courage to ask her about her feelings and I wondered if she really had any for me.

She leaned in and kissed my jaw, "My sweet man, that first night I met you," she sighed and shook her head, "You spoke to each child, dressed as Santa, and then took Timmy aside and spent the evening with him. Angie told me you tucked him in and made sure he felt cared for. I thought, what a sweet man. I had no idea who you were, but I knew your heart was good.

"Then you came to my apartment and threw your coat over my shoulders trying to warm me without a thought of yourself. You spoke to my daughter and her doll easing her fears and mine when we decided to move. Your relaxed, patient nature when your car was stolen was astounding. I knew then it would be a struggle not to fall in love with you. Then you did everything in your power to give Timmy a home for Christmas after opening your home to me and my daughter. You treated her so sweetly, always giving her attention and never pushing her away. I wished so many times I could hug you so effortlessly and not betray how I felt about you. I watched you with our little family and your patients. I watched the respect the RN's have for you and how the parents step back and let you calm their child.

"There's a beautiful kindness that just makes people trust you and know you would never hurt them. I'm afraid I'm not only in love with you, Edward, but I've become addicted to being around you. Your soft, gentle manner of caring is something I will never get enough of, so just know that I am in love with you and you don't ever need to question my feelings for you. They've grown over the past couple months rather quickly, but believe me, they're definitely real and strong."

I sat in awe with my mouth hanging open. Bella was amazing. She started to look a little nervous so I did the first thing that my instincts told me to do. I kissed her. I was glad the kids were out of the room because I didn't want to stop or keep it chaste.

When we finally did pull apart, she was smiling.

"So," I said trying to catch my breath, "You'd be open to marrying me sometime in the future?"

She nodded yes.

I grinned widely, and then I heard another loud giggle and squeal from the other room. My thoughts were brought back to what we had done this morning. I glanced at her stomach and took her hand. "You do realize we didn't use anything?" I said painfully awkward.

She kissed my forehead and smoothed my worried brow. "After Ara was born, I had an IUD put in that's good for five years and my husband and I were never with anyone but each other so I'm clean."

I nodded, not offering up that I had never been with anyone. She pushed into my lap and kissed my lips softly, "The IUD will run out soon, though. Do you want me to get another or do you want to try…" She didn't finish her sentence, she just left it there hanging and I was pretty sure she was asking if I wanted to try for a baby with her.

My mind was a jumbled mess. I would love to have more kids. Kids, my god if we married, I would have two and she wanted more. I quickly looked at her face. "Do you want more?" I asked.

She smiled, "Edward, you're an amazing father, it would be a sin to deny you more children."

I took a deep breath digesting her words. She wanted to give me more kids. She wanted to have kids with me. She wanted me to be the father of her children. It didn't matter how I said it, it still freaked me out and excited me at the same time. "Can we get married first?" I finally asked and she kissed me hard, leaving me gasping for air.

"I would love to marry you."

"Wow." Yes, I did attend university, but that was my genius response.

She just smiled back at me, "Yes, definitely wow," she said leaning in kissing me again. I was getting lost in the kiss when we heard a thumping. I was sure it was the kids, but since no crying followed, we didn't bother to stop kissing.

Moments later, we heard Ara's voice ring out, "Daddy, the door's for you."

I pulled away reluctantly only to be shocked to see my mother and father watching me with much too wide of grins. "Yes, Daddy, it's time you introduce me to my grandchildren," my mother said running over to me hugging me and Bella both at the same time a little too tightly. I was worried that Bella would be put off, but she just smiled, chuckling at my mother's response and then leaned back into my side. This was going to be fun.

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