*I don't own Twilight*

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Chapter Seventeen

Edward Cullen

Bella had developed an addiction to Reese's, pregnancy yoga and Gossip Girl. I was fine with two of these but the third was just... dreadful. Even if that girl that was obsessed with Yale was kind of hot. I would often come home from work to find her sitting in some yoga pose, Gossip Girl on the television and Reese's on the coffee table in front of her. I was hoping the yoga would benefit me after she popped the kid out. She was pretty flexible at thirty-two weeks pregnant; I couldn't wait to see what she could do without the belly.

Two weeks after the trip to the hospital, we were finally going to close on the house. I was fucking excited. The next day, they would start painting and remodeling the kitchen. I was paying a fuck-load of money to have it finished in four weeks. That included all the furniture being delivered and the nursery set up.

"B, I'm so excited about closing," I told her right after I got home from school. She had actually gotten dressed today, which I appreciated. She'd become kind of lazy lately. She looked hot in a dark pink dress that kind of tied on the side and black heels. The dress was a little short but her legs were amazing and I had barely seen any of her in two weeks....

She started to say something but the legs and the heels distracted me and I had to kiss her, I couldn't help myself. Minutes later, when she pushed me away, her brown eyes were bright and sparkling.

"What brought that on?" she laughed softly, before turning and putting her B necklace on and fixing the hair that I'd messed up. I grinned and stepped closer to her and wrapped my arms around her from behind. My erection was pressing against her ass but I knew she didn't mind when she wiggled back against me. She was in a good mood. She had been since she stopped working. I liked it. We hadn't argued at all.

"Mmm, Bella. I miss being in you," I breathed in her ear, slowly running my fingertips up and down her arm. She shivered and goose bumps formed on her skin.

"Edward... you can't say stuff like that. I miss it way more than you. At least you've been getting blow jobs and whatever. I'm about to explode," she lolled her head back on my shoulder, snuggling closer to me. I kissed her lips, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth. We stayed like that for a few minutes before she finally pulled away, laughing again.

"As excited as I am about closing, I've missed this…" I murmured against her hair, holding her tighter against me. I'd been busy with work and the extras. We had the musical, then the piano recital and now I was coaching baseball, much to Bella's dismay. At least I had gotten her to a few of the games, opposed to basketball, which she claimed to hate with a passion.

"Just wait… a few more weeks and we'll be able to go at it anytime we want," she tilted her head and smiled brightly at me.

"Sure, anytime we want. Let's see what our kid has to say about that," I gave her stomach a quick pat before pulling away. She giggled and finished putting her make up on before announcing that she was ready to leave.

She chatted the whole time we drove to the realtor's office, showing that she was nervous.

"The baby's bedding is finally ordered, Edward. It's so, so cute! Serena and Lily, you know? That website I was showing you?" I nodded to show I knew what she was talking about even though the memory was vague. She'd shown me a thousand baby bedding websites. "I picked the Lulu collection because I love it and you said you liked it, right? Did you know that Rose got Henry's bedding from there? And it's called the Henry collection? Isn't that so cute?" She took a breath before continuing, "I almost picked the Hazel collection because it's organic and I thought it'd be really cool for everything to be organic but I thought the Lulu stuff was so much cuter and matched the paint perfectly, right?" I hummed in agreement, amazed at how quickly she was talking.

When we got to the realtor's office, I helped her out of the car. She held onto my hand as we walked inside and I held the door open for her.

"Can I help you?" the redheaded receptionist eyed me up, completely ignoring Bella. She was smiling brightly but all I could see were huge white teeth.

"Hey, I'm Edward Cullen. My fiancée and I are here to sign the papers to close on our house," I told her, wrapping my arm around Bella. The girl gave Bella a dirty look before smiling at me again, sticking her chest out. I rolled my eyes because she really didn't have much to show off.

"Of course, Mr. Cullen! James will be right out, if you need anything at all, you just let me know. My name's Victoria and I'll be right here!"

Bella glared at the girl for a second before tugging my arm and dragging me over to the seating area. Once we sat down, she leaned over, kissing me and moaning into my mouth. I knew exactly what she was doing. Staking her claim. I didn't mind at all. We made out until a throat cleared in front of us and she pulled away, her cheeks turning red.

"Edward, Isabella," James said, smirking slightly. Something about this dude had always rubbed me the wrong way. I'd only used him because we went to Morgan Park together. I thought he might not still be such a douche but it turned out, I was wrong. "Come on back and we'll get started."

The process took forever and we signed a billion papers. The previous owners weren't present, having continued their trip and faxed all the notarized documents. The redheaded receptionist kept coming into the office for various, seemingly made up reasons and she always found a reason to touch me. I thought Bella was going to kill her at one point and I had to admit, it was kind of trashy to be hitting on me with my pregnant fiancée in the seat next to me.

Not as trashy as it was for James to flirt with Bella, though. He kept joking with her and staring at her tits. By the time Bella went to use the bathroom, I had to restrain myself from punching him.

"So, doing rather well for yourself, Cullen?"

The question was innocent but the way he stared at Bella's ass as she walked out of the room was not.

"Extremely well, James. More than you'll ever know," I smirked at him.

"She's a pretty little thing."

"Yes. She's gorgeous."

"Wide eyed and innocent but I bet she's a tiger in bed, isn't she?"

"I don't think that's any of your concern. I also don't think it's appropriate for you to speak about a client like that."

"Come on, man. We're high school buddies, joking around."

Bella came back into the room and we both shut up. She looked back and forth between us, a small frown on her face. I wasn't sure if she could sense the tension or what.

"Sorry," she said as she sat in her seat and took my hand, "the baby likes to sit right on my bladder."

"No problem, baby," I told her, squeezing her hand.

Three hours after we'd arrived at the office, we were finally finished and had the keys in hand. Bella squealed and hugged me tight. I caught James smirking out of the corner of my eye but ignored him and lifted Bella, swinging her around, just like the day in the hall when she'd agreed to move in with me. She laughed and kissed me.

As we left the office, Victoria handed me a business card with a phone number scrawled at the bottom, saying that I should call if I had any questions about the house when the office wasn't open. All it did was make me wonder what the fuck was wrong with these two people and why they weren't together.

I drove us over to the house. Bella's giddiness was contagious and we unlocked the door together. I insisted on carrying her through the threshold, despite the fact that she pointed out that we hadn't just gotten married. We walked around the house, together then parted ways. I was in the kitchen, looking out at the backyard when I heard her.

"Edward?" Bella called me.

I walked up the stairs, "Where are you, B?"

"In our room!" she sang and I smiled at how happy her voice was. My smile widened when I stepped into the master bedroom and saw she had taken her dress off and was wearing a white lace bra and panty set.

"What are you doing?" I walked closer to her and she grinned, motioning for me to come closer. I shook my head, "Not until you tell me what you're up to."

"I thought we should christen our bedroom," Bella murmured as she walked over to me then kneeled in front of me. I immediately felt my cock harden at the sight of her almost naked on her knees in front of me. She brought her hand to the bulge in my pants and rubbed gently, causing me to moan quietly.

"Bella… you don't have to do this. Not that I don't fucking love it that you want to," I smirked down at her, burying my hand in her soft hair. She ignored me and unbuckled my belt. I helped her unbutton my dress pants and pushed them down along with my boxers.

"You're so hard, Edward," she said quietly. She wrapped her little hand around the base of my cock and stroked the length a few times before licking the pre-cum that had developed from the slit. "Mmm, I love the way you taste."

I groaned her name, my dick impossibly harder. Bella wrapped her lips around the head, sucking gently. It took everything I had not to thrust my hips. She gradually took me all the way in her mouth, moaning around me.

"Fuck, B. I love your mouth. So warm… mmm, yes," I groaned. Bella started bobbing her head slowly, sucking me hard. I finally couldn't help it and cupped the back of her head with my hands, holding her still before starting to pump my hips into her sweet little mouth. It felt amazing, it was almost as good as fucking her pussy.

She hummed softly in contentment and I gripped her hair as her hand found its way between my thighs and cupped my balls, rolling them carefully between her fingers.

"Oh, shit… Bella. Oh, God. I'm gonna cum. Are you gonna swallow for me, baby?" I asked, knowing she would. She always did. She gazed up at me with her wide brown eyes, silently agreeing and grazing her teeth along my length and I lost it. I stilled and came down her throat, moaning her name loudly. I felt her throat constrict as she swallowed and it made me moan louder.

She pulled away, giving the tip of my dick a tiny kiss before grinning up at me, clearly proud of herself. I ran my fingers through her long curls, trying to collect myself. She giggled softly. I helped her up and kissed the tip of her little nose.

"I think this house is perfect, Edward. I love it," she murmured, leaning her head against my chest.

"I love you," I told her seriously. It was true. We didn't say it much but I felt like this was an occasion where it called for it.

"I love you, Edward. You and our baby and this house. Mmm, let's go to the apartment. We have lots of packing to do."

~*~

I had people pack up my apartment. Bella refused to do the same, insisting that she was going to get rid of stuff she didn't need anymore. Instead, she kept everything but spent hours reminiscing about how she got each item. We viewed each photo album and I was amazed by her baby pictures. She was a gorgeous kid. I had never thought that of a child before and I didn't know if it was because I was so fucking in love with her or what. But she had a full head of dark brown hair, her huge eyes and rosy, chubby cheeks.

She insisted on having my mom bring over baby pictures of me and kept putting them next to each other, trying to decide who the baby would look like. We'd already determined she had my nose. Bella was rooting for my eyes but I was personally hoping she'd have Bella's big, brown doe eyes. They were beautiful.

In the next few weeks, I'd come home from either work or baseball practice or games to find her buried in piles of photo albums or books or clothes. Most of the time she'd be asleep and I'd have to jostle her awake to get her into bed.

Three weeks later, I was getting worried about her overdoing it and I think she finally realized she'd never be finished in time. We had to be out of her place by the first of June and it was May 18th now. I was amazed at how fast time was flying by. Bella finally conceded and called a company that would come and pack everything for her. She came up with some insane chart that showed them how she wanted everything packed and marked. I was pretty sure the packers hated her.

That night, we were lying in bed. She was leaning back against my chest, reading, and I had my hands resting on her bare stomach. Each time the baby kicked, her belly contorted.

"Does it hurt?" I asked her, rubbing the lump in her skin where the baby's foot was poking out.

"Um, no… it's uncomfortable, sometimes. Especially lately, it's like… she wants more room but I can't grow anymore?"

"I don't think you can," I laughed as the foot disappeared.

"I can't wait, Edward. You know, in twelve more days, I'll be considered full term. If I went into labor, it'd be alright," she told me, looking back at me.

"Give it thirty-two more days and you'll give me the best thirtieth birthday present ever," I kissed her softly.

"I mean… Edward, we can have sex. Or you could just make me… you know," she blushed softly and it took a minute for me to understand. She could have an orgasm because we didn't have to worry if the contractions started and didn't stop.

"Oh, we'll have sex on the thirtieth. Clear your schedule that day," I grinned at her and she giggled softly and nodded. Her face was still red. The baby's foot poked out again and I rubbed it gently.

She went back to her book and I watched television, keeping my hand on her stomach the whole time.

~*~

It took a few weeks but our house was finished. The rooms were painted, the furniture was delivered and set up, my piano was in the formal living room and our kitchen was finished. All that was left were the final touches. The beds had to be made, pictures had to be hung and books had to be put on shelves. We'd asked Jasper, Alice, Emmett and Rose to help on that Saturday, bribing them with food and beer. The house was big and we'd need plenty of help. Plus, Bella was huge. Everyone had agreed that her and Alice could make beds and set up the nursery while we all did the rest.

Alice was six months pregnant with what they'd just found out was in fact a boy. She'd finally stopped getting sick just a few weeks ago. I was pretty amazed that she and Bella were almost the same size, despite the fact that Bella was way further along than Alice. When I'd mentioned it, B had told me it was because it was Alice's second and people tended to get bigger quicker.

"Alright!" Bella announced to the group that morning, her hands supporting her back. It made her belly stick out more. "Alice and I are going to start making the beds. Edward, Emmett, Jasper… Well, Edward knows the gist of what I want you to do but Rose really, really knows how I want everything so… just listen to her!"

I rolled my eyes because I'd be listening to Rose on how to set up my own house but what Bella wanted, Bella got.

~*~

Bella Swan

Alice and I spent four hours decorating the nursery. And by decorating, I mean we put the bedding in the crib then cooed over all the adorable baby clothes. Everything had been washed and we worked on hanging and organizing everything.

"I kind of wish I was having another girl," Alice whispered. I nodded because it'd be sweet to have two girls.

"But just think, now you'll have one of each," I told her, smiling. She giggled and nodded in agreement. "Have you thought of any names?"

"We're down to a few… Charlotte has her own ideas," she rolled her eyes, "I'll tell you, if you tell me what you two decided on?" she teased. Edward and I hadn't told anyone because I wasn't sure if we would end up changing our minds when we saw her. I laughed and shook my head.

"Alright, fine! Well, our favorite right now is Chase. Charlotte and Chase. Is that silly?"

"It's a little matchy but cute! Chase… I like it. What does Charlotte want to name him?"

"Max," Alice rolled her eyes.

"Jax, Max?" I giggled.

"Max and Ruby," she reminded me, "she even asked if you'd name the baby in your belly Ruby so they could be brother and sister. She didn't really understand that it didn't work that way."

I laughed and set the last pair of shoes on the shelf.

"So next Saturday, shopping?" she asked. I raised my eyebrows at her. I was highly suspicious that my baby shower was scheduled for that day. I didn't press and just nodded.

"And I'll be full term on Sunday!"

"So you can do Edward again," Alice laughed, putting the shade on the lamp. I nodded enthusiastically.

"I don't even know how it'll work with this huge belly but oh my God, I can't wait," I blushed and she laughed harder before giving me tips on how to make it more comfortable and what positions would be easiest.

We finished working and both were famished. Edward had come in a little bit ago and told us pizza had arrived but we wanted to finish the room before we joined them. My heart soared as we walked into the kitchen. It was beautiful, done in gray and blue with black granite countertops. Our friends were sitting around the big table, eating pizza and laughing. This was my house. It belonged to Edward and me. It was where we would raise our child or possibly children, if I could get Edward to agree to more. And these were our friends, helping us. My heart felt fuller than ever as I sat down next to Edward, who put a plate with two pieces of pizza in front of me.

"How's the baby's room?" he asked and I smiled at him, taking a bite and nodding in response.

"Perfect," I told him after I finished chewing, "everything is perfect, Edward."

~*~

Everyone worked well into the evening. By the time our friends left, the house was finished. It was the fastest I'd ever seen a house put together and I was sure the amount of money we'd shelled out for the movers had something to do with it. I took a long, hot shower before climbing into bed next to Edward, who was lying on top of the covers in only his boxers. I tossed the towel that had been wrapped around me onto the floor, lying naked next to him.

"Well, hello there, naked Bella," Edward grinned as his eyes roamed my body. I giggled. Clothes were uncomfortable lately, especially to sleep in.

"Hi, almost naked Edward," I smiled as he moved so he was on his side facing me. He started stroking my side, down to my hip. I shivered and felt my nipples harden. Edward, never missing out on anything that went on with my nipples, grinned even wider and moved his hand up to cup my breast. I moaned softly and arched into his hand. He ran his thumb over my nipple and I whined his name, having gone far too long without his touch there.

"Bella, Bella… I don't know how we're going to wait another week," he murmured as he ducked his head down, sucking my other nipple into his mouth.

"Oh… mmm, I don't…" I squirmed, unable to form a coherent thought. He pulled away and kissed my lips softly.

"I should stop," he kissed along my jaw line. I nodded, agreeing, "Yes, we should stop. One week, Edward… just one week."

He nodded and situated us so my head was resting against his chest. It had been a long day and it wasn't long before his steady heart beat and gentle humming lulled me to sleep.

~*~

The following Saturday, Edward had a game so I was on my own for this so-called shopping trip. I knew, absolutely knew, when Rose came over to help me get dressed and she insisted on a dark purple, short sleeved dress, that it was the baby shower. Plus, she insisted that we had to stop back at her house because she forgot something. I rolled my eyes and went along with it. It was sweet of them to do.

We walked in the door and everything was quiet. I started to think I was wrong then we walked into the living room and everyone jumped out, shouting, "Surprise!"

I put my hand over my heart and laughed, "Wow!"

The room was completely changed. Rose and (I was assuming) Alice had all the furniture moved out of the room and a bunch of little round tables and chairs moved in. Each table had a lavender linen tablecloth and center pieces with flowers in vases. There were two long tables set up against the wall, one with a huge cake along with a bunch of other finger foods and the second table had presents, tons of wrapped packages and bags. I felt my eyes tear up a little at how much effort they had obviously gone through.

Not to mention all the people that had shown up. I was amazed. People from work, friends I hadn't seen in a while, a lot of Edward's aunts and cousins.

"Bella, were you surprised, dear?" Esme appeared out of nowhere, pulling me in for a hug. I hugged her back tightly and nodded, "I was. It's so beautiful!"

"Your friends have a lot planned. If it gets to be too much, you just let me know," she rubbed my belly.

Which, for the rest of the day, everyone did. Some people commented that I was so big for almost thirty-seven weeks while others said I was tiny. I liked them the best. Almost everyone got a chance to feel her move. It still amazed me that people had no problem walking right up to someone and touching their stomach, even Edward's aunts and cousins, who I barely knew. Then they all ooh'd and ahh'd over the engagement ring and asked to hear the story about how he proposed, which I didn't mind because it was perfect and I could tell it over and over without getting sick of it.

I wasn't one for being in the center of attention but it was kind of nice because not everyone was focused on me at once.

We played a few silly games. My least favorite was when people cut pieces of yarn to try to guess what would fit around my belly. Some people cut seriously huge strands, making me wonder how awful I looked.

I was exhausted by the time we were opening presents and having cake. It was a long process, even though I was very grateful for everything we'd gotten. Lots of people had picked up stuff like clothes and blankets. My favorite thing was that each present had come with a book, instead of a card. Alice and Rose had mailed out a poem with the invitations, requesting that, since they knew how much I loved to read and would want my baby to be read to all the time.

By the time Edward showed up after his game wearing jeans, a white t-shirt and a MPA baseball hat, most of the people had left. He came straight over to me and kissed me softly, "Were you surprised?"

"No," I laughed, "I knew it was today. I was surprised at how beautiful it was though."

"Yeah, it does look really nice. Hey, I'm gonna say hi to my mom and aunts real quick then we're gonna pack up the car and go home. I want you to get lots of rest for tomorrow," he grinned, slapping my ass and causing me to yelp before walking away. I smiled as I watched him interact with his family, hugging and kissing his mother and aunts. It was so cute. He came back over after he finished saying his goodbyes then him and Emmett loaded up the back of the car with all the presents. I was suddenly even more grateful for our house and not having to lug everything up an elevator to an apartment.

I said goodbye to everyone that was still there – really only Esme, the aunts, Rose and Alice – before joining him out in the car.

"How was the game?"

"Great, we won, baby. Three-to-oh," he was grinning and I loved how excited he got about this, about coaching the teams and seeing them win. I mostly loved the pep talks he gave the team before the game or after they lost. It suddenly occurred to me that I'd never asked about if he'd played.

"Edward, did you play baseball in high school?" I turned a little in my seat, the best that I could with the huge belly attached to me.

"Oh, uh. Yeah. I played when I was younger then stopped when I was thirteen just to get a rise out of my parents," he laughed softly, shaking his head, "I started up again my junior year. My parents said I needed something to keep me occupied so I wouldn't get into so much trouble."

"What kind of trouble? I mean, I know you were a trouble-maker but I've never heard what kind of trouble?"

"Just… sneaking out, drinking and shit. Going to clubs with a fake ID. Having a fake ID. Driving without a license, smoking pot. Sleeping around," his ears turned slightly red.

"Wow… sleeping around?"

"Of course that would be the thing you got out of that. Uh, that was later, I guess. Junior, senior years. I was popular, rich, good looking. The Cullen name has a lot of pull, girls flocked to me. What eighteen year old guy is going to turn away that attention?" he smirked, not looking over at me. I rolled my eyes.

"One with morals?"

"Yeah, I don't have a lot of those," he reached over and patted my rounded stomach, "I think this is proof of that."

"How many girls have you been with?" The question flew out of my lips before I could help it.

"How many guys have you been with?" he immediately countered, sounding defensive.

My cheeks turned red and I looked out the passenger side window, "My morality is not the one in question."

"Tell me and I'll tell you," his voice was tight and defiant and I could tell I'd unintentionally hit a nerve.

"Including you, six."

"Alright, six isn't bad. I'm kind of surprised you came home with me that night now, though. Well, I'm not a girl so I don't have an exact number but I'd say somewhere in the range of thirty. Probably more." My jaw dropped.

"Oh, wow, thirty?" I looked over him and for once, his whole face was red instead of just his ears. His whole body seemed tense. "Would twenty-nine be better?"

I rolled my eyes at him but I really was shocked. My fiancé is a man whore. Or was one. But he had proposed to me.

"No, I can be number thirty since I'm the last person you'll ever sleep with," I grinned at him as I reached over and rubbed his bicep. He relaxed just a little. He had obviously expected me to flip my lid and I probably would have a month or two ago but I felt more level lately, more like my old self.

"That's right, you're the only one I want to have sex with," he murmured, moving his hand to my thigh, under my dress.

"Mmm," I instinctively opened my legs a little even though I knew we had to wait until tomorrow. He grinned as he gently ran his fingers up and down the sensitive skin, making me shiver. Just the slightest contact, after so long without any, felt amazing.

"I can't wait until tomorrow."

"We have to, Edward... just in case." I knew it was probably fine but I was so scared after the preterm contractions. I'd had a few more, specifically when I was packing and would over do it, but they always stopped after I relaxed and drank a ton of water. Edward sighed and pulled his hand away.

"So out of all those girls…"

"You," Edward interrupted, "you're the best. At everything. Especially blow jobs."

"Good to know but that wasn't my question," I laughed as he turned red again, "it was how many were you in relationships with?"

"Uh, short term… a few. Long term, one."

"Wait, one?"

"Uh, yeah. You," he mumbled, turning even redder.

"Oh." He was full of surprises today. He pulled into our driveway, pushing the garage door opener. We sat in silence as it opened then as he parked the car. I wanted to ask more questions but figured I'd pushed enough in one day.

"There's so much stuff that has to be taken in," I changed the subject, groaning softly and stretching in my seat.

"I got it, why don't you go lie down?" he asked before getting out of the car and coming to my side to open the door and help me out. I shook my head, "I can carry some of the lighter stuff."

He reluctantly agreed and opened the trunk, handing me only bags that held baby clothes or blankets. After about fifteen trips back and forth, our living room had huge piles of baby stuff in the center of it.

"Do we really need all this shit for a ten pound kid?" Edward asked, gesturing to the piles.

"Uh, first off, you better hope this kid isn't ten pounds," I shuddered at the thought, "and no, some people buy clothes for when the baby is a little older, toys for when she's a little older, books for when she's a little older." I sat on the couch as Edward crouched on the floor, looking through all the stuff we got. He held up the breast pump, a questioning look on his face. I giggled softly, "Breast pump."

He dropped it like it was on fire and I giggled harder before stopping to yawn hugely. He came and sat next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders, "How tired are you?"

"Very," I yawned again to prove my point, covering my mouth, "would you nap with me?"

"Absolutely."

We went upstairs and I stripped my clothes, tossing them in the hamper. Edward did the same, down to his boxers, and was about to leave the rest of his clothes on the floor before I gave him a dirty look. I grabbed a tank top and shorts from my dresser and pulled them on before I climbed into bed and laid on my side, Edward did the same so we were facing each other. He grinned and cupped my cheek for a second before sliding his hand down my throat, over my collar bone to the swell of my breast. I pushed his hand away, laughing but when I closed my eyes, it was right back again so I turned onto my other side. Edward pulled me back against him, his erection against my ass.

I couldn't help but push back against him for a second, wiggling my ass. He groaned softly.

"Not happening, buddy. Sorry."

~*~

It was dark when I woke up and I rolled over, feeling for Edward but my hands met cold sheets. The clock on the cable box said 2:31 and I wondered where he was. I got up, out of bed, struggling because the bed was softer than I'm used to and my belly made it hard to get around.

I wandered out to the hall and could hear music being played softly from downstairs. In my sleepy haze it took me a few minutes to realize it was Edward playing. I slowly made my way down the stairs and stopped in the doorway. He was just wearing a pair of dark blue pajama pants.

He was playing a beautiful song, something I'd never heard him play before. There was no music in front of him. I quietly walked over and put my hand on his back. He jumped but didn't miss a beat. I stood behind him, listening silently. When he finished, he turned to me and I gasped softly at the intensity in his forest green eyes.

"Did I wake you?" I shook my head and he stood, stepping over the bench and pulling me against him. He leaned down and brushed his lips against mine, his hand gliding over my stomach. The baby was active and his hand settled right where her feet must be. He smiled softly at me, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "You weren't supposed to hear that."

"Why not?" I placed one hand over his, the other on his chest. I could feel his heart beat.

"It's for when Audrey's born. It's a lullaby."

"You wrote a lullaby?" I felt my eyes fill with tears and bit my lip. He wrote our child a lullaby. I felt myself falling more in love with this man. This man, who, at first, didn't want our baby, didn't want to speak about our baby. He'd made so many changes and he wrote her a beautiful, lovely lullaby… and finally referred to her as Audrey.

"Hey, hey. No tears," he murmured, wiping them away with his thumbs. I smiled before wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down to my level for a kiss. He tasted like mint, like he'd just brushed his teeth. I whimpered softly as our tongues tangled together. We were standing as close together as possible with my stomach between us.

"Upstairs," I whispered against his lips. I wanted to feel him against me. I wanted to feel him on me. I wanted to feel him in me. He grabbed my hand and led the way up the stairs, down the dark hall to our bedroom. He flipped the light on and I stood in front of him, feeling shy for some reason. His hands found the hem of my shirt and I lifted my arms. He pulled it off slowly, tossing it over his head. I blushed softly as I pushed my shorts down, stepping out of them.

"You're beautiful, Bella," he said as he ran his hands down my sides, making me shiver.

"I'm not, I'm huge… my belly… I look ridiculous," I whispered, looking down at my stomach and blushing deeper. He shook his head, gently lifting my chin to look at him, "You look beautiful. I love you like this… our baby is growing in here, B. I kind of love that this is because of us being together."

I smiled up at him before untying the knot on his sleep pants before pushing them down his hips. He stepped out of them and I ran my hands over his abs, loving how hard his stomach was and down to the deep V of his hips. He had an amazing body. Edward shook his head, his green eyes gleaming as he walked over to the bed and patted the edge of it. I sat on the edge but he urged me to lie back before kneeling between my legs, pushing my thighs apart.

He planted hot, opened mouth kisses up my thigh, stopping at the apex and sucking softly, biting down and making my cry out softly. He pulled away, pushing my legs a little further apart.

"I've missed tasting you," he said before placing a small kiss over my clit slowly running his tongue over it. He did this a few times before he slid a long finger into me, making me cry out. I knew I wouldn't last long; it had been seven long, long weeks. He worked a second finger into me, his tongue still lapping at my clit. He curled his fingers and pushed me over the edge, making me scream and constrict around his fingers.

My eyes fluttered shut, a small smile on my lips. I felt Edward move up his body before he kissed me. I tasted myself on his lips but I didn't mind, I felt too amazing.

"That was… amazing. So amazing. Mmm, Edward. You're so amazing," I was rambling in my post-orgasmic high but I didn't care how silly I sounded. I wanted him in me, now. Which I told him, making him groan softly.

"Um, what's gonna be most comfortable for you?" He was nervous or something. I turned to face him, wrapping my hand around his erection. He moaned my name and moved my hand away, "I'm going to cum quickly, anyway."

"I don't care, as long as I feel you in me," I told him seriously and moved to the center of the bed. I kneeled on my hands and knees, looking back at him over my shoulder. His eyebrows were raised and I giggled softly, "It'll be easiest this way." I grabbed a pillow and placed it under my belly, to support it.

I felt Edward kneel behind me, running his hands over my ass. He gripped my hip with one before guiding his cock into me. I groaned as he slowly slid into me to the hilt. I felt so full, so amazing. I heard him moaning behind me as he started slowly pumping his hips.

"Bella… holy shit, baby… you feel so amazing around my cock. Ughhh… so hot and wet," he moaned. He moved harder against me, making me cry out his name. "I'm gonna cum soon… oh god, Bella, I fucking love you," he let out a strangled sound before spilling into me, making me moan.

Edward bent over my back, kissing along my shoulders. I could feel him breathing heavily against my back. His softening cock was still in me and I squirmed back against him. He groaned softly in my ear before pulling out and helping me move the pillows and lie on my side. He lay next to me on his stomach, moving his arm around my shoulders.

"I love you, Edward," I whispered, running my fingers through his thick hair. His eyes drifted shut and his breathing evened out. I smiled and moved out from under his arm, getting out of bed. I took a quick shower before flicking the lights off and climbing back into bed. I watched him sleep for a little bit, loving how his face changed as he dreamt. He looked sweet, like a little boy. So innocent. His brow furrowed and I smoothed it out with my thumb before cupping his face. I leaned in and kissed his lips softly, whispering that I loved him again.

Eventually, I closed my eyes, snuggling as close to him as I could before falling into a dreamless sleep.

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long chapter but! aww, they're getting along. reviews get previews! or EPOV of that conversation about how bad he was in school and the women he's slept with – a sneak peek into his mind and you'll find out secrets that people that don't review won't find out til later. ;) let me know what you'd like and you'll get it!