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Chapter 12 – Family

As Bella pulled me down the hallway toward where her father was talking to Ara, I was silently wondering where my father was and if he wouldn't mind officially meeting Mr. Swan in my place as I hadn't seemed to make a very good first impression.

I think Bella in all her intuitiveness noticed my hesitance when it came to meeting her father and paused in the doorway for a moment.

"Daddy loves pancakes just like me and Curly, and Mommy makes them special for Timmy so we're all hellfee. Timmy can't have candy, but Mommy makes him treats and we share, and Daddy buys us all sorts of stuff to make them so Mommy can make whatever she wants. I haven't had wiggly noodles in a long time, but that's okay. I didn't really like them and I was still hungry. I'm not hungry anymore."

Bella gasped at that, covering her mouth and I pulled her into my arms trying to comfort her. "You did your best," I whispered in her ears. "She's happy and hellfee," I teased her and gave her a wink.

She giggled, giving us away.

"Wiggly noodles?" Mr. Swan questioned.

Bella shook her head, "Ramen, we ate a lot of ramen noodles."

"Why, Bella? If you were tight on money…" her dad started, but she cut him off.

"We were making it on our own. I didn't want to take from you. It's not like you're rolling in the dough, either, Dad. I'm not stealing your retirement fund."

"It's a father's right to provide for his children."

"Well, there's no providing needed, we're doing quite well on our own," she said smiling at me.

"If he's forcing you…" he started again.

I knew Bella was beautiful and way out of my league, but I had to admit it hurt that he was reminding her that she could do better.

"Stop it; he's not forcing me, Daddy."

I pulled back from her, looking down at the floor scared. Maybe I was forcing her and I didn't even know it. She pulled back on my hand, bringing me back to her and cupped my cheek. "You're not forcing me," she said looking into my eyes.

I grimaced, "You don't…"

"Stop it," she snapped.

"Anything, Bella, I'd give you anything, you don't have to…"

"I want you, Edward." She pulled me down to kiss her lips lightly and rested her forehead against mine. "I love you and want to marry you. I told you what I wanted."

I let out a sigh of relief. She kissed me again, "You, I want you. Don't forget that," she said and released me, only to turn a wicked glare on her father. "I'm getting married to a sweet, wonderful man who would give or do anything for me, whether I was married to him or not. I love him, Daddy, and he loves me and Ara. He's my family and you'd better except it right now or you'll be going home and missing my wedding."

I was shocked she took such a harsh tone with her father, but after a pout, he just nodded at us.

"Don't you like my daddy, Grandpa?" Ara asked like she was at a loss. "He's so nice that Santa is his friend, Grandpa. You don't want to get on Santa's naughty list."

Mr. Swan was grimacing when we heard a loud thud and Timmy shouting for me.

"Daddy! Daddy, save me!"

I went running in to find Emmett curled up on the floor. Timmy leaped into my arms where I held him tightly. "What happened?" I asked.

"He tried to kill me!" he said pointing to Emmett.

Emmett was groaning on the floor, cupping his groin. I could just imagine what Timmy had done to my brother.

I looked to Jasper for some insight. He looked stunned and then seemed to snap out of it. "He was a patient. He was a patient!" he seemed to finally realize. "Emmett was offering him some candy."

"What?" my Bella screamed stomping into the room and shoving my brother over with her foot. "You give it to me now!" she shouted, smacking at his hands and causing him to release the wrapped caramels. "All of it!" she growled patting down his pockets and digging out the bag. She snatched them all up and got right in Emmett's face, "If you ever bring outside food around my son again, you'll pray that you were just wracked in the balls!" She stormed out and moments later I heard the toilet flushing. We all knew you couldn't just throw the candy away; it would be too much of a temptation for a little kid. I had discussed this with Bella before and she completely understood. Unfortunately, my brothers didn't.

"Wow, she's a real…" Emmett started, but I cut him off.

"Lifesaver, Timmy would have been in a coma and possibly lost his life or had severe brain damage if he was tempted enough to take just one of those candies, Emmett. Do not offer my children any sort of food or treats," I said firmly, "Do you understand?"

He nodded yes, properly chastened.

I hugged Timmy to me for a moment and spoke softly. "He didn't know, Son. Emmett didn't mean to scare you. He wouldn't hurt you on purpose." I looked to Emmett for back up.

He nodded yes and Bella came back and pulled Timmy into her arms and kissed his head. "You did so good, honey. Thank you for getting us. That's just what you're supposed to do."

Ara marched in and stomped on Emmett's foot, "You don't hurt my brother!"

Emmett was more stunned than hurt and Jasper burst out laughing. "Yeah, man, don't mess with her brother or she'll take you down."

"Geez, I swear, I'll never buy candy again, I promise," he surrendered putting his hands up. Ara nodded in acceptance and whipped her hair around as she turned and marched out.

"Holy cow, Edward, if these girls are holding you hostage…" Emmett started, causing me to laugh. I pulled Bella into my side and kissed her cheek.

"No, Emmett, there are no hostages."

"Alright, but if you are, you can give me a sign," he said winking and twitching.

Bella looked at me like she was confused. "Are you sure you're related?"

I chuckled. "Half brother, so he's a half-wit," I commented and Jasper started harassing Emmett, saying he got burned.

"Fine, see if I save you from your pretty kidnapper!" Emmett snapped causing us all to laugh.

"Hello, anyone here?" I heard Carlisle call.

"Down here, Dad," I called. "What have you been up to this morning?" I asked curious. I knew everyone else's assignments, but not his.

He just smirked, "That's only for me to know now isn't it. Now, where are my grandkids?" he asked and Timmy and Ara both jumped on him, giving him tight hugs. He set them down and kissed my soon-to-be wife's cheek. "How are you holding up, Bella?"

"Good, now that the uncles know there's to be no candy in here, we should be fine."

"Candy?"

"Ah, man, you just had to go and tattle on me. Your girl has no mercy," Emmett whined.

Carlisle came forward worried. "You had candy? We told you that Timmy was Edward's patient!"

"I know, but I didn't get that until just now, alright?"

Carlisle shook his head, "I should have made it more clear to them that outside food could be life-threatening to Timmy. I'm sorry," my father said to Bella and me.

Mr. Swan cleared his throat, grabbing our attention.

"Daddy, this is Carlisle Cullen, Edward's dad. This is my dad, Charles Swan," Bella introduced.

"Yes, and this is Emmett, my brother, and Jasper, my brother in law," I said.

"I've met Emmett," Mr. Swan said.

"Right, the car ride," I muttered and suddenly felt stupid. This was why I didn't talk to people. Bella squeezed me with the arm she had on my waist. I think she noticed how uncomfortable I was and asked me to come to the bedroom to make sure my tux still fit.

"Your father hates me," I said as soon as the door closed.

"He's just worried. You'll freak out just as bad when Ara brings home a boy."

I shook my head, "She isn't allowed to bring home boys, ever. I don't mind supporting her so she can stay happily single the rest of her life." Heartache was not something I wanted my kids to experience.

She smiled, kissing my lips. "Sweet, but not realistic. Now come take your clothes off," she said pulling my belt open. Once my pants were undone, they just dropped from the weight of my belt and wallet. I couldn't help the way my body reacted to her. I knew I was supposed to be trying on clothes, not getting excited, and I felt bad.

"Sorry," I said when she looked down at my bulge.

She gripped it and smiled at me. "I'm not," she said pushing me into the closet and closed the door. I was gasping trying to catch my breath, but it was impossible because Bella had her hands working me over. Doing this with our families in the house was completely inappropriate.

She surprised me as she whipped her shirt off and pushed me down on the ottoman in my closet. I must have looked both confused and turned on because she was smirking at me. "You need to relax, Edward. Let me help you."

"But-but-but…" That was all I got out before she silenced me with a kiss. I felt her squirming in my arms as we kissed, and then her naked body made its way into my lap.

"Just relax," she smiled and then I felt myself being engulfed by the heaven that was Bella's body.

I groaned and bucked, unable to stop myself and she responded in kind. She moved my hands and mouth to where she wanted them and it wasn't long before I felt her tighten around me, making me lose it myself. I held her tightly against me, not able to move. Her soft body conformed to my stiff one and she finally relaxed against me.

"I needed that," she whispered against my skin.

I was still trying to catch my breath and looked down at her in awe. She seemed to settle down and then got up slowly on what she would call jelly legs. I looked up at her worried, but she just looked at me with a wide grin. "I'm fine, Edward. Now get up and try on that tux of yours. I've been dying to see you in it."

I did as she said because I wanted to keep my girl happy. I put the tux on and it fit perfect, just like I knew it would. When I turned away from the mirror to look at Bella to get her reaction, I was shocked by what I saw. Her shirt was open again and she was touching herself. Her eyes were hooded and she moved forward slowly like she was stalking me. "I want you," she said and I couldn't believe she was ready for me again.

What she did next left me completely stunned. She popped open my pants and dropped to her knees, taking me into her mouth. I couldn't stop the moan of pleasure from escaping my lips as I called her name. In no time, I was hard again and she was shoving me down on the floor and riding me hard and attacking my lips. "I can't wait until the honeymoon," she panted.

I definitely had to agree with her. I found my strength, setting her on the ottoman and pounded into her on my knees. I was not experienced in sex, but I was fast finding that you just did what felt good, and this definitely felt good.

Our activities left us a sticky mess. Bella pulled me into the shower. We cleaned up quickly and made our way back out to the front room where everyone had moved and seemed to be waiting. To Bella's credit, she was able to act like it was perfectly normal to shower in the middle of the day. I, on the other hand, was discreetly hiding behind her, away from her father's glaring face. Emmett was grinning hugely and Jasper seemed to be fighting a laugh. My father just looked downright worried.

"I have some errands to run, but we're supposed to all meet for dinner at five o'clock," Bella said kissing me lightly on the lips and moved to get her coat. I took it from her and helped her put it on and then pulled her back against me, kissing her neck and hiding my face. I didn't want her to go. "Angie has found this vegetarian restaurant that has a menu we can feed Timmy from. They'll be catering the dinner as well tomorrow," she continued, wrapping her arm around my head, playing with my hair. I breathed her in deeply, trying to hold onto my peace a little longer. "I'll see you soon, I promise," she said turning in my arms and kissed me again. I deepened it a little and felt her smile against my lips. "Soon," she whispered, kissing my cheek. "I love you."

My heart thumped hard for her. "I love you, too," I whispered in return, wanting to keep our moment private. She smiled and slipped out the door. I stood there staring at it, wanting her to come back.

"Well, that wasn't awkward at all," Emmett said loudly.

I finally looked away from the door, but only looked at the floor instead. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder and when I looked up, I was surprised to see Mr. Swan standing next to me. "So, you love my little girl."

I swallowed hard and nodded yes.

"Well, I guess you'd better ask me for her hand in marriage then." His eyes didn't seem harsh and glaring now.

"Sir, may I have your daughter's hand in marriage?" I asked amazed I didn't stutter.

"You can call me Charlie, Son. Welcome to the family," he took my hand shaking it hard, "But if you hurt my baby, I'll kill you." He said it so casual and serious that it was terrifying. I just nodded in agreement.

"Great, now that that's settled, it's time for some catch-up," Emmett called, pulling me from Mr. Swan.

We all sat in the dining room and Emmett, Jasper, and my Father all talked with Mr. Swan. I did my best to just nod and act like I was in the conversation, but I had never been one for chatting. I hoped I was hiding my awkwardness from Mr. Swan. I wanted him to believe I was worthy of his daughter. His eyes would often fall on me, but the others were good at pulling his attention away from me. Thankfully, Ara came in asking for help dressing Curly and I excused myself to help her. A few moments later, Timmy came into Ara's room and climbed up in my lap with her. Both seemed to be feeling a little insecure so I just sat with them, talking to them about their toys.

"A lot is happening today. Mommy's been busy."

"Yeah," they both agreed and Ara dropped her head on my shoulder. I played with her curls and kissed her head. I squeezed Timmy tighter to me so he didn't feel left out.

"It's only for this weekend and then we're going to officially be a family."

"Will it go back to normal?" Timmy asked.

"Yes, everyone will go home and Mommy will be back here looking after you both in no time. She just needs to spend some time with some big girls to get the dresses and flowers ready." I hoped they could understand.

Timmy let out a huff, "Dresses are so much work. I'm telling you, boys all the way."

I couldn't help but smile, "I thought Nana Esme got you two to agree to one of both."

"Yeah, but that was before we realized that there'll only be one room. Do you think the babies would mind sharing?" Timmy asked.

"Yeah, I like my room; I don't want to share with a stinky boy!" Ara complained.

I couldn't help but chuckle, "We'll figure it out when the time comes. You know, we can always buy a place with more rooms," I offered.

"Really? Can it have a back yard?" Timmy begged.

"With a swing?" Ara added.

It was pointless to fight off their double puppy stares. "I'll talk with Mommy as soon as she gets home. I think a house with a yard is a good idea."

"And a swing, too, right?"

"Yes, Ara, and a swing, too, can't have a yard without a swing in it, that's just silly," I added and she smiled widely. Both kids hugged me tightly and I let their sweet spirits bring me some peace. When I looked up, I saw Mr. Swan standing there with a smile on his face. He nodded at me and walked away.

I think maybe I had finally won him over.

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