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Chapter Twenty

Bella Swan

Alice, Rose and I spent an hour plotting how I could get pregnant again without Edward knowing. I had been told that you couldn't get pregnant while breastfeeding, which is not true. Rosalie reminded me that she conceived Jax while breastfeeding Henry and she is still breastfeeding Jax and is pregnant again. I knew that because of just having a baby, I should wait a few months but I was anxious. At almost thirty, it could take longer to get pregnant again.

I felt slightly guilty for plotting this but Edward wasn't giving me any say in the matter so, I'd just have to take it into my own hands. I'd breastfeed Audrey and Edward would think I couldn't get pregnant so we'd just… have sex and let whatever happens, happen. Part of me was scared that he'd take matters into his own hands and get a vasectomy.

It was late by the time our friends left, all the kids were asleep. Except for Audrey, who was hungry… again. I got changed into shorts and a tank top and settled down in bed. Edward had taken Audrey so I could change, brush my teeth and wash my face before feeding her. I put my hair up in a messy bun on the top of my head and called for Edward.

He walked in the room, Audrey on his shoulder and a distressed look on his face. He had changed her from the dress into a little pink sleeper with deep pink flowers on it and ruffles on the butt.

"What's wrong, Edward?" I frowned, holding my hands out for our daughter. He walked to my side of the bed and handed her to me.

"I hate that I can't calm her down," he said. I pushed my tank top down and held Audrey to my breast, helping her latch on. I smiled softly at him. It was so sweet that he wanted to help more but there was no way I was giving my baby formula. Not that there's anything wrong with formula but I was lucky enough to be able to breastfeed and it felt so natural.

"It's just when she's hungry that you can't… you calm her down other times. Like when she's got a wet diaper and you change her… and she knows your voice, she knows you're her Daddy," I reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Yeah, I guess," he sighed and I rolled my eyes because I was the one who just had given birth, I should be the emo one. Instead, I felt like my old self, just happier. I did briefly worry that the other shoe would drop but I tried to keep that thought out of my head.

"You wrote her that lullaby, Edward," I reminded him softly. His face brightened and he nodded.

"True. Alright, I'm gonna shower," he kissed me softly and kissed Audrey's head before disappearing into the bathroom. I grabbed the remote and flipped on the television but there was nothing good on. I finally settled on an old episode of Golden Girls.

By the time Edward got into bed, wearing just his boxers, Audrey had fallen asleep and I was halfway there myself. He gently took her from me and she stirred slightly as he held her on his shoulder and rubbed her back, bouncing gently. I adjusted my tank top as she let out a quiet burp and Edward disappeared with her out of the room.

I lay further down in bed and snuggled under the blankets. I briefly woke up when Edward brought the baby back into the room and laid her in her bassinet but I fell right back asleep.

Sleep at home was far better than in the hospital. No nurses coming to check on you, no being poked and prodded. It was wonderful. Audrey woke up every three hours on the dot, her little wails waking both Edward and me. He would get up and get her from her bassinet and bring her to me.

I woke up just enough to move my tank top and help her latch then switch sides halfway through. When she was finished, Edward would take her and burp her then put her back in her bed.

It was the perfect arrangement and I had no idea what I would do without Edward.

~*~

At eight the next morning, I decided it was time to get out of bed. Leaving Audrey and Edward asleep, I took a quick shower. After I got out, I examined my body in the full length mirror. I stood sideways, running my hand over the small bump that remained on my stomach. It was small. I was amazed at how my body pretty much snapped back. There was still a bump but I knew it wouldn't take long for it to go away. I had been in great shape before I got pregnant and kept working out during so I guess that had something to do with it.

I turned and faced myself, gasping when I saw my breasts. I guess my milk must have come in because they were… huge. They were porn star boobs. They were also achy and leaky and I knew it was time for Audrey to eat. My eyes trailed down to my hips which were slightly wider but I liked the way they looked. They made me look more womanly. I smiled at my reflection and quickly brushed my hair up into a high ponytail before walking into the bedroom, wrapped in a towel.

Edward was up and holding Audrey, whispering to her. His hair was a mess and he looked exhausted but I couldn't help it when my eyes lingered at his amazing abs. When he looked up and saw me, his eyes widened into saucers, "Well, hello there, hot, wet Bella."

His eyes lingered on my chest and I knew he had noticed the change.

"My milk came in," I blushed softly and rolled my eyes at him.

"Mommy has lots of food for you, Audrey," he was speaking to the baby but his eyes were still glued to my boobs. I giggled softly and grabbed a nursing bra and panties, pulling them on before picking out a pair of jean shorts and a tank top.

Audrey started fussing softly and Edward brought her over to me. He leaned down and kissed me before letting me take Audrey.

"My boobs are killing me," I whined slightly.

"Audrey will help you out with that. So, hey. How are you feeling?" Edward asked, wigging his eyebrows at me.

"You're so gross. I just pushed this," I gestured to Audrey, "Out of there," I reminded him, gesturing to my lower body. He looked a little disappointed so I kissed him before walking downstairs with Audrey into the living room. I settled on the couch and fed her.

Edward came down a little bit later. He was showered, shaved and dressed.

"Let's go somewhere today," he suggested hopefully. I made a face at him because going out wasn't high on the list of things I felt like doing. I wanted to lounge around and count Audrey's fingers and toes seven hundred times. Plus, the baby was still so young and I didn't want her exposed to all the germs in Chicago. I guess my non-answer must have made Edward realize I wasn't in the mood for it because he sat down and sighed, turning on the television.

"You can go out!" I quickly told him, not wanting him to feel like he had to stay in just because I wanted to. I hoped he would though. I bit my lip and laid Audrey on the couch when she finished eating. Edward immediately scooped her up.

"Nah, I'll stay here with my girls," he smiled at me and I grinned back before grabbing the breast pump and set it up, deciding to pump from both breasts. I wanted to keep my milk production up so when Edward and I went out, we wouldn't have to resort to formula. I turned it on and the wooshing sound startled Edward.

"The fuck?" he said, looking at me for the first time since I'd attached the suction cups to my breasts.

"I need to keep my supply up!" I said defensively, "And when we get to go out and have some drinks, we need to have extra milk for Audrey to eat. And I'll just pump and dump after I drink."

"Pump and dump? Bell, that sounds gross," Edward scrunched up his nose at me and I laughed. He had Audrey on his shoulder and was burping her. All the sudden she burped loudly then spit up all down the back of his shirt. Edward didn't notice for a second, praising her for the burp before noticing the warm liquid on his back.

"Did she… aw, fuck," he mumbled and stood up, walking out of the room. I laughed. He was funny but pretty clueless when it came to what to expect. Audrey had spit up on me a bunch of times and even peed on me in the hospital. I knew it was just a matter of time before I got pooped on.

I steal the remote and turn on an old episode of The Office – the one where Pam and Jim's baby was born. Each year, I record each episode and keep them saved until they're available on DVD. The Office, 30 Rock and Gossip Girl were my downfalls, if I had a choice I would lay in bed and watch them all day and read in between.

My phone was resting on the arm of the couch and about halfway through the hour long episode, it rang. The screen told me that it was Renee Dwyer calling and that I could answer by sliding the bar. I groaned softly and leaned my head against the back of the couch. I knew she wouldn't stop calling so I slid the bar and put the phone between my ear and my shoulder.

"Hi, mom."

"Bella, honey! How are you feeling? I know your due date just passed so I wanted to know when I should book my flight!"

I know my immediate response should be to tell her that the baby was born on the on her due date and that she's perfect and healthy. Instead, I blurted, "Your flight? No, no. Don't come out here!"

"Don't you want your mother there when your baby is born?"

Her voice sounded hurt and I felt sorry for a second that I didn't want her there and I still didn't. I can't say this because I don't try intentionally to hurt her. Maybe subconsciously, I do. Because I didn't once think about her after pushing the baby out. In fact, we haven't talked since the conversation in which she found out about my pregnancy and engagement.

"Mom… she was born on Edward's birthday… the twentieth," I whispered.

"It's here? Are you okay, Isabella?"

She sounded so scared. So concerned that something's wrong with me. I wasn't used to hearing that in her voice.

"I'm fine, great, actually. Um, Edward's Dad was in the room and helped with the delivery, he's a cardiologist and she was seven pounds, nine ounces…" I trail off. Edward walked back into the room with Audrey in his arms. He was wearing a different shirt and she was in a bright pink romper with little white polka-dots and white frills around the neck, arms and legs. It was a little big on her but adorable and it was even more adorable that Edward dressed her. I smiled and waved at him.

"Who's on the phone?" he whispered and I realized I'd been completely ignoring Renee, who was calling my name.

"Mom," I said, answering both of them with one word, "I'm sorry, what was that?"

"I'm looking at flights right now and we can be there late tonight!"

"Oh… well… on the first and sure, if you want. Um, we bought a house so you could stay here?" I looked at Edward, helpless. He shook his head, frowning.

"Of course, I'll need to ask Phil if it's okay. What is that horrible noise in the background?"

I glanced down at the pump and was amazed to see that I had mostly filled both of the containers. I quickly turned off and struggled to take it apart and still keep the phone between my ear and shoulder, "It's a breast pump, mom."

I suddenly realized why I didn't want her to come. It wasn't because I didn't want her to meet Audrey and for Audrey to know her. It was because she wouldn't be coming to see Audrey. She'd be coming to size Edward up, his parents up. See if she could get anything from either of them. Then she'd spend the rest of the time partying in Chicago with Phil or telling us stories about their previous escapades and I just wasn't up for it. I just wanted peace and quiet and Renee definitely did not equal peace and quiet. Maybe Edward and I would take a trip to them when Audrey's a little older. We could stay in a hotel.

"Oh, honey. Don't tell me you're breast feeding! That's just awful for your body! And don't listen to what they say about it helping you lose weight. I wore my normal jeans home from the hospital."

Those genes must be contributing to me almost being back to my normal size.

"Well, mom, don't you want to hear about the baby?"

"Oh, yes. You gave me a grandson, am I right? I was on the phone with my psychic and she just knew you were having a boy!"

I had said she, hadn't I? Why didn't she call to find out? Though, maybe, it was my own fault for not contacting her.

"Uh, no. I most certainly didn't have a boy. A girl," I smiled over at my fiancé and our girl as I carried the containers of milk to the kitchen, pouring them into the storage containers.

"I see."

I couldn't believe she sounded disappointed.

"Her name is Audrey Elizabeth," I told her, hoping it would make her ask more.

"Audrey Elizabeth Swan… it has a ring to it. I'm disappointed you didn't use Marie, honey! It was my mother's name and Charlie's mother's name. It's your middle name and mine. A family tradition!"

I rolled my eyes because this family really didn't have any traditions. I finished sealing the storage bags and put them in the section of the freezer I had saved for them before washing out the containers and taking them back to the living room.

"No, her last name is Cullen," I ignored the comment on the family name of Marie as I packed up the breast pump and everything that went with it.

"Excuse me?!"

"Uh, well, Edward and I are getting married and she's Edward's daughter, Mom! Of course she has Edward's last name!"

"If you decide to leave him, you'll regret it! I couldn't tell you how many times I've wished I gave you my maiden name. When I finally left Charlie, I had to live with people's judgment for having a different last name as my daughter."

"I'm not going to leave him!" I shrieked, not wanting to hear her go into a rant about my father and how he was an awful man for not leaving her anything.

"He might leave you."

"No, he won't! I love him and he loves me and we're in a committed relationship and we're getting married and we have a baby, who we both love! I would never take Audrey away from him like you took me away from my father and he would never leave us because he's not a coward!"

"Isabella—"

"No, Renee. No, I'm done. Congratulations, you're a grandmother. Audrey Elizabeth Cullen; seven pounds, nine ounces; June twentieth at 12:01 AM, she has strawberry blonde hair and we don't know what color her eyes are yet but she's gorgeous! I'll e-mail you pictures and you feel free to call if you'd like to talk about her but that's it! Goodbye, mother!"

It took me a few tries because my hands were shaking but I finally hit 'End Call' then threw my phone onto the chair, covering my hands with my face and shrieking.

"Hey, hey," Edward murmured, standing next to me and pulling me against him with his free arm. I leaned my head against his shoulder and he kissed the top of my head over and over. Audrey fussed a little and yawned, squeaking softly. It made both Edward and I laugh softly and I snuggled closer to him.

"This is all I need," I whispered.

"Me too," Edward said softly. I tilted my head up toward him and he leaned down, kissing my lips softly.

"Love you."

"I love you, too, B. Thanks for defending me against your mom."

"Thanks for being someone worth defending," I said before kissing him again. I pulled away and grabbed the camera, snapping a few shots of my two favorite people. Then Edward set up the tripod and we took a few family shots. We made funny faces, stuck our tongues out, crossed our eyes, gave each other bunny ears. We even gave Audrey bunny ears.

When we finished, I felt like I had earlier in the morning. Happy and optimistic. I took out my laptop and e-mailed Rose and Alice all of the pictures from the previous night then sent an e-mail to Renee. Not long after it was sent, I got a response.

From: Renee Dwyer

To: Isabella Swan

Sent: June 23, 2010 10:59:51 AM EST

Subject: Re: Audrey

Bella,

Audrey is precious and reminds me of you when you were first born. The pictures of the three of you are lovely and you look fantastic. I would never be able to guess that you'd given birth just a few days ago. Edward is handsome and looks like a keeper. The three of you make a lovely family and I look forward to meeting both of them. Phil tells me to tell you he can't wait to meet his granddaughter and new son.

Isabella, I'm sorry you took offense to what I said. I was just trying to tell you my opinion and to make sure you're watching out for yourself. If you're happy, get married as soon as you can.

Make sure you get a pre-nup.

Love you and see you soon,

Mom (who hates it when you call her Renee!)

I rolled my eyes at the comment about the pre-nuptial agreement because it was just like her to say something like that. But to be honest, both Edward and I had agreed to it right after we got engaged. It wasn't that we thought the marriage would end or wanted it to but we both understood that things happen and we've only known each other since the end of September. There's a lot we don't know so it's best that we both keep what we come into the marriage with, financially.

It was a nice gesture from Renee and the comments about us making a lovely family thrilled me because that's what we are – a family. I wrote a quick reply, telling her that I hoped they come soon and they're welcome to stay in our guest room or that there are a number of hotels not far and I'd be happy to pay for it.

"You look happy," Edward commented after he came back from putting Audrey down for her nap. He set the monitor on the end table and when I struggled to put the laptop on the coffee table from my position lying on the couch, he came and helped me then laid down next to me. I grinned at him.

"I'm very happy. Those pictures came out so cute, we have to get them all printed," I nuzzled my face against his neck. He smelled wonderful, a combination of the sweet scent of Audrey and his natural scent. I trailed kisses along his neck and he moaned softly.

"That feels nice," he murmured against my hair, trailing his hand down my hip.

"You feel nice, Edward," I said against his neck as I kissed, licked and nipped. I found the spot on the base of his neck that drives him crazy and started sucking on it, determined to make a mark. He moaned my name and I could feel his cock, big and hard against me. I slipped my hand between us and rubbed him through his shorts.

"Oh, fuck," Edward groaned, throwing his head back. I pulled away from his neck and looked up at him. His eyes were lidded and his lips parted. He was breathing heavily and I knew it had been a while, that he needed this release.

"Edward?" I whispered as I unbuttoned his shorts and used both my hands to push them down. He wasn't wearing boxers which made this easier. I ran two fingers along the length of his cock slowly.

"Y-yeah?" he stuttered, moaning again. He was acting like he'd never been touched here before. I giggled softly at the thought before swiping my thumb over the head of his cock and using the massive amount of pre-cum that had gathered as lubrication. I spread it over his dick before I started stroking him slowly. I momentarily forgot what I'd wanted to ask him, too focused on how much he was enjoying this.

"Fuck my mouth," I whispered in his ear, breathing against it. I licked it slowly before sucking his lobe into my mouth for pulling away and watching his face.

"Oh… oh fuck, I'm gonna cum," he groaned and I moved my hand away, not wanting this to end. I wanted him in my mouth. I got up and kneeled on the floor, grabbing his hand. He stood and his cock bobbed in front of my face. I licked my lips. I couldn't wait to have him in my mouth, to taste him, to make him happy.

"B, you don't have to, you just…."

I interrupted him by gripping his hips and swirled the tip of my tongue around the head of his cock.

"Bella… fuck," he took the ponytail holder out of my hair, letting it fall down my back then he buried his fingers in my hair. I took that as my cue to take him into my mouth. I relaxed my throat and sucked gently, squeezing his hips to let him know to start moving. Immediately, he pulled his hips almost all the way back before slowly sliding his dick back down my throat. I whimpered softly around him as he started pumping his hips faster. I sucked harder and his moans got louder, his fingers gripped my hair tighter.

"I'm gonna… fuck, B… gonna cum," he ground out before clenched teeth. I hummed softly and very gently dragged my teeth along his cock on the next pass. He shouted my name as he came down my throat. I moaned as I swallowed quickly then licked his cock clean, getting every last drop.

Edward carefully removed himself from my mouth before he helped me up. He was panting heavily, his eyes closed. I stood on my tippy-toes and kissed him all over his face. When he finally opened his eyes, his Granny Smith Apple green eyes were sparkling and he grinned my favorite crooked grin at me as I helped him pull his shorts back on.

"Can I do anything for you, B?" he asked suggestively, his hands trailing down to my ass. He squeezed gently but I shook my head – there was no way I felt like being touched yet and I was still bleeding, which was normal and I told him so. "Did I hurt you? Shit, I shouldn't have let you—"

I frowned, covering his mouth with my hand, "Hey, buddy. As far as I remember, there was no way you could stop me."

He grinned again and nodded, "True. I like when you initiate."

"Mmm, I like when you take control. It's so hot when you fuck my mouth… and me," I stood on my tippy-toes again and whispered in his ear.

I heard Edward's breathing catch and laughed softly as he muttered, "Holy shit."

Edward kissed my head before saying he'd be right back and disappeared into the kitchen.

I laid on the couch again, turning my attention back to the television. There wasn't anything on so I looked at the options on onDemand. After a while of searching, I picked The Ugly Truth. I had never seen it but it looked alright so it was worth a shot.

I glance at the clock and frowned, it had been a while since Audrey had eaten but she was still asleep. I could even see her breathing on the video monitor so I knew she was alive and you know what they say, never wake a sleeping baby but… still.

Edward finally reappeared, holding a tray which had two plates and two glasses on it. The tray even had a tiny vase with two peach colored roses in it, from one of the bouquets I'd received in the hospital. I smiled at my sweet boy and sat up and he settled it across my lap, "Your lunch, m'lady."

"Edward! I need to give you blow jobs more often if this is the result," I winked at him to show him I was kidding, giggling. He always did stuff like this for me.

"Well, I also have something that might make you unhappy…" he said, handing me two pills. Percocet and Motrin. I scrunched up my nose to show my displeasure but swallowed them with a drink of water and a wince. Edward took his plate and drink off the tray, setting the glass of Coke on the coffee table. I gave him a look and he immediately grabbed a coaster and put it on that instead.

My sandwich looked perfect and I was starving which I guessed was from producing milk. It was tuna fish on toasted wheat bread and Edward had cut it into four little triangles, there was also an orange, already peeled and parted and some Baked Lays.

I ate slowly, taking my time. The simple meal tasted wonderful and my moans and sounds of happiness clued Edward in on the fact. When I finished, I grinned at him, "Thank you, Edward."

"No prob, baby. Hey, is it weird that Aud is still asleep?"

"Aud?"

"Just trying it out. No? I kind of like it."

"Maybe it'll grow on me. But, um, I dunno. Henry slept a lot when he was first born. I remember it scared Rose and she called the doctor crying and asking if it was normal that her baby slept so much but the nurse told her that some babies sleep almost twenty-three hours and only wake up to eat," I shrugged and yawned loudly. Edward took my tray and disappeared into the kitchen. I settled into the couch and closed my eyes.

I don't know how long passed but it seemed like only seconds when I was awoken by Edward trying to soothe the wailing baby. I groaned softly and took her. Edward handed me the Boppy and I got her situated, squinting up at him, "She woke up?"

"Uh… yeah," he said, shadily. He kept shifting his eyes around and I knew for sure that he woke her up.

"Edward! You don't wake a sleeping baby!" I knew I was snapping a little but the pain medication made me sleepy and loopy.

"I know, B. I know. I just got scared!"

"Oh, Edward," I sighed and patted the spot next to me. He sat down and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. Audrey was fussing as she ate and I hope she'd fall back asleep when she was done. She kept unlatching and would start wailing until I got her back on.

"She had a dirty diaper, though," Edward told me and I nodded, yawning.

"It was good you changed it, then," I smiled at him as I laid my head on his shoulder. When she finally finished eating, she kept crying. Her little face was scrunched up and her hands were in fists by her face.

We tried everything to get her to calm down: fed her, changed her, held her, put her in the swing, put her in the bouncy seat, gave her a pacifier, swaddled her. She cried for over two hours before Edward got another idea.

"Let's try the lullaby," he said, already up and on the way to the formal living room. I followed him with our swaddled, wailing child and settled down on the somewhat uncomfortable couch. Edward got settled at the bench, playing a few warm up songs before launching into the song. Almost immediately, Audrey calmed down and seemed to search for the sound with her eyes. Amazed, I carried her closer to the piano, sitting on the bench next to Edward.

The song was beautiful. I realized that I'd only heard it a few times but he played beautifully and I was still in awe that he had written this, for our daughter. During the third round of the song, Audrey was out and I had happy tears streaming down my face. Edward was so focused, he didn't notice. When he finished, he saw Audrey had fallen asleep and grinned but his face fell when he saw the tears on my face.

"What's wrong, B?"

"It's just… so beautiful. Play something else, please"

Edward nodded and started playing a second song, one I've never heard before. It was dark and broody at first then slowly flowed into light and airy. It was gorgeous, like going from the darkness of winter to the beauty of spring and blooming life. When he finished, he smiled nervously at me. Then I realized – he probably wrote that, too!

"Edward… did you write that?"

"Um, yeah. Did you hate it?" Edward ran his fingers through his hair and started playing another song that sounded vaguely familiar. It took me a minute to realize it was "The Luckiest" by Ben Folds Five, one of my favorite songs. I grinned at him.

"No, play the other one. I love this one but the other one… it was so beautiful. Like… blooming life," I murmured. He immediately stopped The Luckiest and went back to the other song.

"That's exactly what it's about," he whispered.

"What's it called?" I asked, adjusting Audrey. She was snoring softly.

"Isabella," he said so softly that I almost couldn't hear him.

"Yes?" I asked, perplexed.

"No, that's… that's the name," his ears were red and my cheeks flushed, my jaw dropping. He had written a song for me? And for our daughter?

"You wrote me a song?"

"I started writing it when… after that first night and that Monday when you rejected me… God, I already had feelings for you but you wouldn't talk to me. I was so fucking depressed. But when I found out about the baby and we started dating and things got more serious, I was happier. So it kind of reflected how I felt and all my feelings were about you so it's called… Isabella," he explained, still playing.

"Wow. I… love it. I wish I could give you something like this in return," I murmured, laying my head against his shoulder. He segued into a third song and I knew he wrote this one too.

"Who is this one for, another girl in your life?" I teased but he nodded and I lifted my head, frowning at him. He chuckled softly at the enraged look on my face

"Esme, Bella."

"Oh. Oh! You wrote your mom a song? That's so sweet."

"My mom has always been there for me, B. Even when I made decisions that my parents didn't exactly agree with. Did you know I went to law school?"

I stared at him, shocked. He went to law school? Yet taught piano?

"Harvard, four years, pre-law. University of Chicago Law School," he clarified. I was shocked.

"Did you take the bar exam, Edward?"

"Oh, yeah. I passed both the Illinois bar and New York bar. I worked. In New York from when I was 25 until last year. I just… I hated it, B. The hours were ridiculous and I was always working. My parents were livid. I mean, I get it. They paid my way through Harvard and U of Chi. Not cheap, you know. Plus, I partied through them. I'm lucky cause I've always done great in school, never had to try. Always an outrageously high GPA." Edward shrugged and I was still shocked that I didn't know this. My fiancé was a lawyer. Is a lawyer?

"Wow, that's just… how did I not know this?"

"Uh, I don't like to talk about it. I really disappointed my family. I missed a lot of things, Emmett getting married and shit. B, we would have met years ago but I fucked it up. Anyway, Esme was really supportive even when Carlisle was giving me a lot of shit so I wrote it for her right before I moved back to Chicago. I saved up a fuck-load of money; I made a ridiculous amount as a lawyer. I've always played piano and with as much school as I had, it wasn't hard and didn't take long to do what I needed to get accredited as a teacher here."

"Oh, Edward," I said quietly, stroking his hair softly. I was amazed at his admission. He had stopped playing and leaned down, kissing me softly.

"Thanks for not freaking out," he murmured against my lips.

"Why would I freak out, everyone has things in their pasts."

"How about you, Bells, any skeletons in your closet?"

~*~

they're still learning about each other, there's a lot they don't know. who knows what bella's answer will be?

ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE: i posted my new story, edward in charge, last night. please… read, review, let me know what you think!