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"Hey Jazz, what's up?" I asked when I picked up the phone and realized it was him.
"Oh nothing, bored you know. Alice is at the store so I figured it would be a good time to call because you know how she is! I call ya and all I hear is her nagging me to hand the phone over. Geez, I love the girl. I do a lot, but sometimes, sometimes I need to be able to speak to a guy ya know?" He rambled.
I chuckled and peeked over to my wife. "Yeah, yeah I know."
"So, how's the big ol' move been?" He asked. "You like it there?"
I cleared my suddenly dry throat. "Hmm, yeah. We like it here. It's nice. A big change."
"Must be. Already settled in?" He questioned.
"Pretty much, it already feels like home." I smiled though Jasper couldn't even see it.
"I bet. It's always nice that first move. Hell, I remember the first move with Ally. We both were beyond happy. Shitty ol' apartment though." He chuckled. "Still, it was awesome."
"Yeah I know the feeling." I assured him. "So how are things holding up back there? Feels like forever away."
"I know! But good, nothing new, and it's pretty much the same. James is gone now and no one new." Jasper explained boringly.
"Oh, I see." I replied causally. "Alright, how's the store?"
"Uh, it could be better. But Christmas is around the corner so we should get some business. Nothing better than a good book for Christmas, eh?" He asked in response.
"Oh yeah, I know I'm already getting Bella one." I told him truthfully. Bella loves to read, almost anything. "So when are you two planning on visiting? Got any free weekends?"
"Hmm, well shit. I think Ally and Bells already talked about plans for the holidays." He replied.
"True." I agreed. "Knowing them."
"I know! They chitchat for hours on end. I wonder what the hell they talk about sometimes." Jasper laughed. "Girls will be girls."
"Yes they will." I agreed.
"Alright, well… Oh crap. Ally is back, gotta help her unload the groceries. I'm sure she'll call y'all soon. See ya, Edward." He rushed out the words.
"See ya," I replied and hung up the phone. I walked over to the charger and placed it back onto it.
…
Would it be rude to ask my wife to go pee on the stick now?
Yeah?
Shit.
I was impatient. As always… but I wouldn't rush her or push her. I could afford to be patient for once, right?
I squeezed her hand.
"I do not know what to cook for dinner." She sighed softly. "What do you want?"
I shrugged.
"You're such a guy, Edward." Bella shook her head and leaned closer to me. "Name something."
"Doesn't matter." I replied evenly.
"I can't cook that." She joked. I chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
"Why don't we go out for dinner then?" I asked her. "I mean, we're new in town still and we've barely been out. We just got settled and now it's time to explore."
"There better be a good restaurant here." Bella stood up straight. "'Cause I'm hungry and I'm not eating no crap."
I laughed and grabbed my keys off the counter. I really needed a new place to put them. "Alright, lets go. I was talking to Eleazer the other day and he said on the main street there's a good place… I can't remember the name, was it … uh, it was an Italian word?"
"Giardino Fresco?" Bella asked as we walked into the living room and put on our shoes by the door.
I nodded. "That sounds about right."
"Yeah, Carmen mentioned it to me when I asked about places to eat." My wife replied.
"What does gardonio fresha even mean?" I asked and poorly pronounced the name of the place.
"Giardino Fresco," Bella corrected. "Means fresh garden."
"You're smart." I laughed.
"You just need a better Italian accent and a dictionary." She told me. I rolled my eyes at her and held the front door open for her. She stepped outside and I followed, closing and locking the door behind me.
"Well, this driveway is really small." I commented as we walked over to the car. I held the door open for Bella and she giggled as she got in.
"I prefer this driveway to our old one." She replied softly. I nodded in agreement and closed the door, jogging over to the driver's side and getting in.
"Fasten your seatbelt." I muttered and slid on my seatbelt.
"Do you even mean to say that?" Bella asked me. "You say it a lot."
"Say what?" I asked.
"Fasten your seatbelt." She mocked my tone. "It's pretty funny."
"Oh, well I'm glad I amuse you." I replied and started up the car.
…
"I can smell the food cooking." Bella crinkled her nose in disgust. "It's very strong."
"Hmm," I sniffed the air. "I can barely smell a thing. I must be catching a cold or something."
"Let's hope not." Bella shook her head and took a sip of her glass of water. "Oh, there's lemon in this water."
"You don't like it?" I asked.
"It's fine. Just unexpected." She replied evenly. "I'm starving."
"Me too, I'm sure it's nearly done though." I looked down at the watch on my wrist.
"Oh wait, I think I see the waiter." Bella looked over my shoulder. "Yeah it's him with two plates."
"Oh goody," I replied jokingly. Sure enough, the waiter appeared before us and set our meals down in front of us. I instantly grabbed my fork and when I looked up I saw Bella do the same.
It smelled delicious.
Bella ordered mushroom ravioli and I ordered this chicken meal. It had a fancy title like all Italian restaurants' menus but it sounded good. It sounded especially good when Bella sounded the name out properly for me.
Eh, what can I say? I don't have a good Italian accent and pronouncing words from other languages just isn't my forte.
Oh, forte. That's a smart Italian word. Wait, it's Italian right? Never mind my little ramblings.
"Do you like it?" I asked when Bella swallowed her first bite.
She nodded, "Yeah, it's a little creamy though. I still like it nonetheless."
"That's good," I agreed and took a bite of the chicken before me. "This is good. Wanna try?"
"Yes." She replied quickly, eyeing my plate. I chuckled and cut a piece off and fed it to her.
"That is good." She smiled.
"Told ya." I winked and cut another piece off. "Glad the neighbours told us about this place."
"Me too."
…
"Okay, now I got to pee." Bella told me when we were home on the couch, our stomachs stuffed and smiles on our faces. I was watching the news and Bella pretended to do the same. I know she wasn't though, she had no interest in the news half the time but whenever I would offer to change the channel she wouldn't let me.
So I just watched the news.
"Then go pee." I laughed, not realising why she'd even mention such a thing to me.
"Okay." She nodded slowly and got up, I saw her walk off but when she got to the end of the coffee table she bent down and grabbed the box.
The box.
The pregnancy test box thing.
Yeah…
I forgot about that actually.
That's why she told me she had to use the bathroom.
Shit.
That's when I became nervous. Like extremely nervous and I wasn't even the one to pee on the thing. Okay, I was then being childish.
Suddenly, the news had absolutely no interest to me and I leaned forward on the couch and watched my wife walk off with the box in her left hand. Her hips swayed as she walked and I swallowed. Hard.
Shitty shit of all that ever shitted.
My head spun and spun and I began to tug at my hair. Why was this so nerve-racking for me?
…
Waiting. It's one of the worst things to do. If not the worst thing.
Ever.
Especially if you're impatient, like myself. Every few minutes I'd tap my chin or click my tongue. I'd bit my tongue and run my fingers through my hair. Sometimes I'd count to one hundred then backwards until my brain got so twisted that I'd have to go back to tapping my chin of clicking my tongue!
Yeah, so all in all, waiting sucked.
A lot.
Bella looked down and her mouth made a little 'o' shaped before she began to bite her trembling lip.
"Bella?" I asked worried.
She didn't reply. Instead she handed me the pregnancy test. The moment of truth. I took it and looked down.
Hmm.
"Uh, Bella." My hand was shaky and even though I thought I knew the answer, I had to ask. "What does two lines mean?"
She came up and placed her hand on my shoulder and gently squeezed it.
"It means I'm pregnant."
Well...
Holy shit.
Shitty shit of all that ever shitted.
Ah!
Why was my brain feeling ticklish suddenly? I couldn't wrap my head around anything.
"Baby?" I said dumbly. It came out like a question and at first I didn't even recall saying it. It was like my brain detached itself from my body and I was left there completely stupid. Now don't start those jokes, 'you're stupid anyways Edward'. I know, whatever. I was so shocked and confused that's how I felt.
"Yes a baby." Bella replied slowly and in a soft voice. She sounded as though she was on the verge of tears.
But why?
Oh yeah, baby. We're having a baby.
Wait… We're having a baby!
Holy smokes.
"Bella!" I exclaimed loudly. "We're having a baby."
She nodded and laughed but a tear strolled its way down her right cheek. I dropped the pregnancy test ran over to her the three steps she was from me and wiped her cheeks before kissing her.
Hard.
And she tasted like her. As always.
Her fingers came up and wound their way through my tousled land of hair and I wrapped an arm around her waist, the other hand was still resting on the side of her face gently guiding her mouth up to mine. She was on her tiptoes I knew it. I sighed against her mouth and pulled back in a daze. And I wasn't dazed just by her kissing.
"Yes," She breathed softly and looked down at her still flat stomach. "Yes."
I followed her gaze to her stomach and rested my hand on it. I didn't expect a kick especially so early, and I didn't get one anyway. It still was the first time I ever touched my child. Even in my wife's stomach.
"Bella," I kissed her forehead. "I love you."
"I love you."
"Looks like we need to call Alice." I sighed. "That's going to be a lot of squealing involved with that conversation too."
"And Rosalie." Bella added. "They both will want to visit sooner now."
"Oh gosh. We're having a baby." I blinked a few times still trying to comprehend everything.
"Yes, yes and yes. We are." Bella told me over and over again. It was just hard to believe.
"Oh yeah." I smirked. "From now on you can call me Daddyward."
Bella laughed. "Oh goodness." She rolled her eyes and kissed my cheek. "Whatever will make you happy. Daddyward."
A/N: Well, Lucy must have been right. Should have listened to her, there Eddie.
Sorry it's short. It's the writer's block and my busy, busy days. Once the holidays are done I *SHOULD* write more. Should.
Happy holidays!
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