The Stink that Binds ch2

A/n: Here we are again;) You'll get 2 chapters tonight since FF was epic fail again last night;)

BTW, Edward DOES have a real/serious issue…it's NOT all Bella's pregnancy hormones…just hang in there.

Some of you have come up with creative names, but my fav is Stinkward…sorry, I can't do Fartward;(

Enjoy!

BPOV

How could not realize? Is he just oblivious to the fact that he reeks? Or is that he just doesn't care?

Outside of our house he is the man I fell in love with, a perfect specimen. Outside of the house his appearance impeccable and he has the most delicious natural smell on his skin.

I ponder what to do about my worries as I walk into our bedroom to find him scratching his balls as he stands in front of the closet.

I stand there and shake my head at the sight before me; gorgeous, hot and naked husband which sets my body on fire but then he…he burps, farts and continues the scratching of his nut sack.

I shake my head and he finally notices me.

"Baby, you need to start getting ready if we are to make it on time." He said as he started to walk towards me.

I put out my hand to stop his movement, I'm not altogether sure I could handle any more of the nausea right now.

"I'm going to get ready in the other bathroom my things are already laid out on the bed in the guest room." I tell him as I grab my makeup bag off the dresser.

"Okay, I needed to use the facilities anyways, so that works for me." He said as he stepped up to kiss my forehead while I held my breath.

He ran his hand around my swollen belly and smiled, "Has the little one moved a lot today?" He asked. He watched his hands roam around my protruding skin when he lifted my shirt to see it better.

"A little, a lot right now actually…as always when you are around," I said with a smile and love the feel of his hands on me.

He kisses me softly on the lips and I feel his body tensing up. That is his sure fire sign that he needs to go to the bathroom, so I pull back and smile.

"I've got to get ready." I say and he nods before making a b-line to the toilet.

I head back downstairs to grab a can of Lysol and a few candles before I made my way back up the stairs to get ready.

Forty-five minutes and three burning candles later I'm dressed. The odor that wafts through our bedroom is musky pine and Lysol.

I sit on the edge of the bed and wait, "Are you almost ready, Edward?" I call to him as I lie back and rub my belly.

"Just a few more minutes," he yells back and then I'm hit with an idea.

I get up and head down to our office and grab the video equipment to set up in the living room.

I've got the camera ready and in place just as he comes down the stairs looking as handsome as ever in his tuxedo.

Then the odor hits.

Damn, I forgot to refill the automatic air-freshener in here.

A/N: He he he...see ya in a few hours;)

Kyla