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Edward POV (chapter 4)

I couldn't believe it. The nerve of him to come in my house and order me around! I glared at his retreating back before turning to Bella. "Well, since you're in charge, what should we do now?" I knew I was being a bit of a brat about it, but really? I know I'm not the center of the fucking universe!

Bella bit her lip. "Edward…he told us that his ways are unconventional. I won't…you know…make you cluck like a chicken or anything…"

I knew she was trying to make me laugh, unfortunately, it wasn't working. I glared at her and then tromped up the stairs. I made my way to our liquor cabinet. Perhaps a shot of something just to settle my temper? But when I opened the door…there was no alcohol. "Bella! What the fuck? I had a twenty five year old bottle of scotch in here!"

I turned to see her enter the room, shamefaced. "Edward…Dr. Whitlock, Jasper, he told me you were in danger of becoming an alcoholic. Until you can control your temper and how much you drink…he suggested no alcohol in the house."

I blew a breath out of my nose. Why is the world conspiring against me? "Bella, love, I am not, nor have I ever been, nor will I ever be an alcoholic. I'm just…antsy, that's all."

She shot me a look that clearly said, "Yeah, right."

I blew out a breath. "Fine. No alcohol." I crossed my arms and realized I looked like a petulant child, but couldn't find it in me to care.

She bit her lip again. "Well, I'm going upstairs. Rosalie gave me a great book to read. Come to bed if you want or be pissy, either is fine with me." And with that, she stomped upstairs.

"God…" I said as I sank to the couch. Why couldn't I get over this? I mean…maybe he was right. Maybe I do need to just…I don't know, step back? Enjoy things? Find out if maybe there are some things in my life I don't like.

The rational side of my head accepted what Jasper had said. The stubborn side? Eh…he wasn't thrilled with it. I don't know how long I sat there, but finally, I decided it wasn't right to be mad at Bella because he told me I had to listen to what she had to say. Besides, part of me felt guilty for not listening to her more.

I walked through the house, turning off lights, locked the front door, and made my way up to our room. "Love?" I asked. She was sitting up in bed, reading. It looked as though she were pointedly ignoring me. Ouch. I suppose I deserved it though. "Can I join you?"

"I told you that you could." She said bitingly. Ahhh…the fire was still there. My Bella had a temper when she wanted to show it.

I slipped off my pants and unbuttoned my shirt. Took it and my undershirt off, then I padded in just my boxers and bare feet to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and did my evening routine before I came back to bed. I slid under the covers and decided; well, let's see how this will go…

I moved over closer to Bella and she let out a sigh. Huh. Not good. I put my arm around her waist and started kissing her shoulder. She was dressed in one of my beaters and a pair of boy shorts.

"No Edward." She said flatly.

Damn. "What Bella love?" I asked, turning on the charm she claimed 'dazzled' her.

She shot me a look. Apparently dazzling her would not work tonight. "Could you at least try to do as Jasper asks?"

"What are you talking about?"

She let out a huff. "Edward, did you even listen to a word he said?"

That put my back up. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I did. He informed me I was not the center of the universe, which, I never said I was, then he proceeded to tell me I had to do everything you said and then he proceeded to tell me I don't enjoy life."

She sighed. "That wasn't what he said. He said you like to be in control. And you need to give up that control. You aren't God, Edward. You can not be responsible for the whole world. Not every patient lives. The sooner you realize that, the better." She put her book down, turned off her light, and flipped over, away from me. "Good night Edward. Maybe a good night's sleep will help you to realize a few things."

I looked at her back in surprise. Is this some 'tough love' thing she and Rosalie cooked up? It sounded like the evil wench of a sister-in-law I had.

I sighed. I should take that back. Rosalie wasn't like that at all and I knew it, I was just being an ass. At least I was realizing said ass-ness now.

I sat there in the dark just staring, thinking. Jasper was right on a few notes. I knew that. I just…didn't know how to process it. I had one more week off of work before I was to be back. A month long furlough was supposed to give me time to 'get my head on straight' as my father said. I had three days before Jasper came back. I wanted to prove to him I could do this. My tenacious streak would show here. I would prove I could do this.

I woke the next morning to Bella brushing a kiss to my lips. I smiled and tugged her toward me. She let out a little squeal and pulled back. "Edward, love, I'm leaving! I have to get to work."

"Stay…" I whispered into her hair. She always smelled so good, like home.

"No Edward. I can't do that. Tonight we're having ribs, okay? And then I think I'll call and see if your mom and dad want to go out to dinner tomorrow night."

That jerked me fully awake. I hadn't seen my mother since this all began. I could barely handle the look of sympathy on my father's face, but I couldn't handle seeing her pitying me. "No."

Bella's eyebrow went up. "Edward…we talked about this. I am control of what you do and I say we are going out with your family. Your mom is really worried about you. I think if she just sees you…"

"I'm not going. I don't want to see the pity in her eyes."

Bella's jaw set. "Yes Edward. There will be pity in her eyes. She is hurting because you are hurting. She hates this happened to you. And if you would get your head out of your ass you might see that." She turned then. "I'll see you tonight. Please go, get out of the house and get some gas for the grill. We've run out of propane. Can you do that? Can you get out of this house and do a few things? For me? For yourself?"

I hung my head. She was right. Why must my wife always be right? "Yes. I can do that."

She smiled then and I wished I could pull her to me and love her all day long. "Good. Then, there is a list of errands for you to run today. It will be good for you to get out. You're meeting Emmett for lunch at The Thai Orchid. I know how you love Thai food and you know it isn't my favorite."

She kissed me once more, her lips lingering on mine, before she turned and walked out. My head hit the pillow again and I let out a groan. Operation take Edward's nuts away begins now.

I got up and turned on the shower. Huh. Might as well start this whole 'do it because it feels good' crap Jasper insisted on. I turned the water as hot as it would go and let the room get steamy. I turned my ipod on to some classical music and it filtered through the speakers in the bathroom. I then lit a few of the candles Bella had about the room, the ones that always made me think of her and bubble baths and making love on the fuzzy rug on the tile floor. That did a little more than I'd hoped and 'stimulated' me as I slipped out of my boxers.

The water was indescribable. I could feel it scalding my flesh a dark pink in color. It did feel good. I lathered the shampoo into my hair, the stuff that Bella says smells so nice, like an ocean breeze and took my time with it, massaging my scalp.

I then rubbed the body wash all over me, the bubbles tickling my skin. Huh. Again, something I'd never noticed. I ducked back under the spray and felt the water wash away the soap. I then moved to my lower region to my now straining cock. The scent of the candles and the smells of mine and Bella's soaps mingled in the air making a bouquet of desire.

Well, I was told to enjoy my shower…my hand fisted over my cock and I pumped a few times. It felt wonderful. I put a bit more body wash in my hand and added that. The slippery sensation almost caused me to cum right then, but I held out, pumping, picturing it as Bella's soft, warm mouth over me.

My other hand teased my sack and I fiddled with my balls, imagining her beautiful breasts under my palm instead. I sat on the seat in the shower, relishing the feel of the water sluicing over my skin as my imagination took hold of me. Then, I was imagining Bella sitting on my lap, riding me with reckless abandon as her hands played in my hair.

I felt myself growing closer as my mind switched on me again. Then, I saw a blond head bobbing over my member. Curiosity got the better of me and I reached down to tilt the head up a bit. Blue eyes, as bright as the sky, as deep as an ocean pool stared back at me. Then I took in the face, the sharp, angular chin, dark eyelashes, Jasper Whitlock was sucking my cock.

"AHH!" I cried out, even as I came.

My heart was racing and I put my head back onto the cold tile, the water now too hot for me. I flipped around and switched it to cold. What the hell was that? I don't like guys. I've never…it's just because I was thinking of the treatment, of my therapy. That's it…surely that's all. My thoughts switched to Bella naked and I felt the stirrings of lust once more, even though I was standing under frigid water. Yes, I'm still as straight as I was when I entered the shower.

I shivered due to the cold and flipped the water off. I dressed, in a hurry now to escape my thoughts and ran down the stairs to see my list. Bella wanted me to run by the drug store, pick up her birth control pills, run by the "Painted Flower" which, despite its name, was a sex shop we frequented, to get some more of that Aloe Vera lube she liked, have lunch with Emmett, then run to the grocery store for a few things, which also, were listed. Yes, I could do this today.

I did the first two things on the list, not even browsing in either store. Though, I couldn't help myself and picked up a few extra things in the sex shop. They had some new chocolate body oil I thought Bella might like, along with some strawberry. Perhaps if she were willing, I could give her a massage? Thankfully, no thoughts of Jasper popped into my head as I shopped around, though he did come to the forefront of my mind when I noticed two men shopping together. They were not just friends.

After that, I made my way to the Thai restaurant near the hospital to find Emmett already waiting. "Hey bro!" He all but shouted.

I smiled as I slid into the bench across from him. "Hello Emmett."

"I was so glad to hear that Bella had you out and about today."

I was wary of what he meant by that, but being a bit smarter than my brother, who didn't know when to keep his mouth shut, I said, "Yes, well, we had some things that needed to be done, so I ran a few errands." I shrugged. "No big deal."

"Ed, you do realize you didn't walk out of your house for three weeks, right? I mean, this is epic that you're here with me now. That Dr. Whitlock must be something."

"No, no, he's just a normal man. Why would you say that? There's nothing special about him." Okay, I was starting to panic slightly. You can't blame a guy for that. I mean, I did envision him sucking my cock earlier. Shit. I need to bleach my brain.

Emmett looked at me funny, but went back to his menu. Thank God for small favors. I looked down at my own menu and tried to decide what I wanted. Jasper said I should eat for the sake of enjoying the meal. Well, what I really liked was the Cashew Nut Shrimp, but I also felt like getting the Honey Duck. Hell, I'll just get them both. I can always eat the leftovers tomorrow. If Emmett didn't finish them both off.

I was still perusing the menu when Emmett said, "YO! Dr. Whitlock!"

My head popped up and I know my eyes grew as round as saucers as Jasper walked over. He smiled. "Hello Edward and…Emmett, isn't it?" Emmett nodded. "I've seen you around at the hospital. You work in plastic surgery, correct?"

Emmett's chest puffed out in pride. "I do. I took over the family biz when Edward decided to go into General Surgery. Hey, you wanna join us?"

Please say no, please say no, please say no, I thought in my head.

Jasper smiled. "If you don't mind." And then he slid into the booth next to me.

Fuck! My mind was racing a million miles a minute as I was trying not to imagine him sucking my cock.

"Edward? Are you well?" He asked me.

"Huh? What? Why wouldn't I be?"

Jasper chuckled. "You seem a bit flustered."

"What? No…I'm fine." Lie. "I, uh, I just…am not used to being out and stuff. I didn't realize I had been closing myself off for so long."

Jasper nodded. "I see. Well, I'm glad to see you look healthy enough." He turned to Emmett then and they started talking. Apparently they had a healthy dislike of the other's football team and were currently cursing the fact that neither team got into the Superbowl. I was just trying not to drown in the horror as my body seemed to respond every time Jasper's touched me. The littlest things, like the fact that when he cut into his chicken, his right arm touched mine, or how when he sat back, his legs spread, his knee touching my own, it was mortifying and I was never so glad as when he said, "Well, I must be going. I have a one o'clock."

"Shit," Emmett said, "Me too. It was nice to talk to you Jasper. We'll have to have you over sometime. Rosalie isn't the best cook in the world, that would be Bella, but she can make a mean Bolognese sauce. Her pasta is out of this world."

"I would like that Emmett. Thank you." Jasper said with a smile. He reached for his bill and Emmett snatched it up.

"Allow me." Emmett said. "If you can fix Edward, I'll buy your lunch ever day for the next five years."

Jasper laughed at that. "I claim to fix no one. They have to fix themselves. I just…lead them along the way." He turned to me then. "See you on Friday Edward."

I gulped. "S-see you Friday."

He smiled at me again and walked out the door. I couldn't quite help watching him go, nor could I help staring at his ass as he left. Odd. He was rather well formed. Not quite as muscular as me, but I felt like he had some muscles he was hiding under all those clothes he wore.

"Eddie?" Emmett said, jarring me out of my reverie.

Fuck. I'm staring at my male therapist's ass. What the hell is wrong with me? "Yes?" I asked.

"Where'd you go? Thinking about Bella?" He grinned. "Man, I bet she is a little firecracker. Of course, Rosie's a whole fucking fireworks stand."

I laughed nervously. "You need to go, remember?" I asked.

"Shit. Yeah. See you tomorrow night for dinner with Mom and Dad."

"You're going too?" I asked.

He nodded. "Bella got us reservations. She's cool that way."

Yes, I knew she was. I watched him go and just sat, collecting my thoughts.

The rest of the day passed easily enough. I went to the grocery, where I almost got accosted by the little teenager behind the cash register because I had "like, the best hair in the world!" I sighed as I stepped into my house. I didn't know what the deal was with people and my hair. It made me want to shave it all off so people would quit talking about it. I shook my head and went about putting the food away when I got home. I was hooking up the propane to the grill when Bella breezed in. "Hi!" She said cheerily.

I sized her up. "Why are so giddy?"

She giggled. "I just…I talked to Emmett. He said you met him for lunch." She came over to me then and wrapped her small arms around me. "I'm so proud of you Edward."

I was caught off guard for just a second before I wrapped my arms around her as well. Yes, I had been a total and complete ass the past few weeks if my going out and eating lunch with my brother constituted praise. I kissed her lips and smiled. "So…are you hungry? Or do you want to do something else? I got some extra things at The Painted Flower while I was there."

Her face took on a mock-angry look as she said, "I didn't tell you to get anything else. I suppose I'll have to punish you."

My lips curled into a smile. "Well then, I shall have to take the punishment my master places upon me." She giggled again, bit her lip, and led me inside.

The next day also seemed to pass by in a flurry of activity. I had a few more things Bella wanted me to do, pick up dry cleaning, run some things to the local Habitat for Humanity, run to the hardware store and pick up some supplies for the shelving unit Emmett and I were building on Saturday, along with a few other menial tasks that were meant to keep me busy.

Not that I minded. I rather liked staying busy. It was…refreshing for once to be doing something and I found myself missing my work. I missed the smell of the gloves and talking to the patients, missed the nurses, though not Lauren, and I missed talking to Dr. Grayson. Talia was a rather nice lady. She and her husband had gone out to dinner with Bella and me on occasion. She was an ass kicker if I'd ever seen it, but the love she showed for her husband was all too apparent. I did, how ever, enjoy seeing her knock her interns into shape. That was always fun to watch.

All too soon, I was getting dressed in some slacks and a nice button down with a jacket, as was customary for Palisade, the restaurant Bella had gotten us reservations for. I was to pick Rosalie up as well, so I swung by their house and walked to the door. She answered, looking rather pale. "Rose? Are you okay?" I asked, concerned for my sister-in-law

She nodded. "I just haven't been feeling well." She also looked like she had lost weight. The doctor in me wondered if anyone else had noticed it or if it was just me because I hadn't seen her.

"Are you sure you're alright?" I asked again.

She nodded. "I'm fine Edward. Really. Now, let's go. I'm hungry." I shot her a questioning look, but in true Rosalie fashion, she just brushed her hair out behind her, pointedly ignoring me.

I grinned at that and held open the car door for her. She smiled at me and said, "Thank you."

I nodded. We drove to the restaurant in silence. She and I never had that much in common. Sure, we both enjoyed working on cars, she owned a high-end custom restoration shop, but that was about it. Finally, we pulled up and Emmett strode over to my car, opening up the door and all but pulled Rosalie out of the car, squishing him to her. "Hi baby!" He said as he nuzzled her neck. It was a bit grotesque, I wasn't a fan of watching PDA, but then I saw Bella, and, well, couldn't help but to do the same thing.

She smiled as I pulled away and she said, "Did you have a good day dear?"

I nodded with a smile of my own. "As a matter of fact, I did."

Her smile grew. "There he is."

My brow furrowed. "There who is?"

"The man I married." She said softly. "I knew he'd come back to me."

Her statement had tears clogging my throat. So, instead of crying like a little girl, which would result in Emmett to tease me to no end, I pulled her close and just kissed her again.

"As much as I enjoy seeing my son having fun, this isn't quite what I have in mind." My mother's gentle voice said.

I pulled away, my face warming up slightly. I didn't mind making out with my wife in front of people, but my mother? That was a different story. "Hi mom," I said, pulling away from Bella to grasp my mom in a hug. "Sorry I've been absent lately."

Her grip on me tightened and she whispered in my ear, "As long as you come back, you stay gone as long as you need to. I'll always be here for you."

The tears had to be swallowed again as I said, "Thank you Mom."

She pulled away and smiled, tears also in her eyes. "Well now, Bella informs us that we are going to enjoy ourselves tonight. In fact, she demands it."

I laughed at that. Bella had been enjoying telling me what to do for the past two days. And to be honest, I enjoyed being told what to do as well. She wasn't being domineering, like I'm afraid I would be if the situation was reversed, and I had to admit, I liked seeing the dominant side of her during our love making.

The six of us walked in and were seated immediately. The name "Cullen" went far in Seattle. My grandfather had also been a great surgeon, helping to start a few of the smaller hospitals with his substantial wealth.

We all sat around enjoying just chatting with each other when my father asked if we wanted wine. I looked at Bella, who was looking at me uncomfortably, so I spoke up, "My therapist doesn't want me to drink for a while, at least until I get some things in my life under control."

My father looked properly chastised and it hung heavy in the air for a moment before Rosalie said, "That's alright. I shouldn't be drinking anyway. It might be bad for the baby…"

At this, I'm certain all of our mouths fell open. All except for Emmett's. He knew, apparently.

My mother was the first to spring out of her shock. "Oh! My goodness! I'm going to be a grandmother!"

Rosalie smiled as Mom jumped up and ran to her, hugging both her and Emmett tightly. "Esme, we wanted to tell you at dinner tomorrow night, but since Edward and Bella made other plans, we wanted to share the news with you all tonight. I hope Edward and Bella didn't' mind…"

I smiled and shook my head. If anything, this would take the heat off of me and my issues. I couldn't have been happier for the distraction as well as the move of attention from me and onto someone else. Bella squeezed my hand under the table. I knew she was happy for them, even if she also wanted one. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Soon love, I promise."

There were tears in her eyes as she nodded. "We'll both know when we're ready." She stated confidently.

I stood and wrapped Rosalie in a hug before clapping Emmett on the back. "Good luck brother. You'll need it. Let's hope it's a boy, because if it's a girl, you'll need to keep a shotgun handy."

He smiled at my joke. "Yeah, a girl of Rosie's won't be allowed out of the house until she's thirty, thirty-five at least."

Bella hugged them both as well and we all tucked in to our meal. I realized then how much I'd missed. If I had still been huddled under the covers I would have missed out on finding out my brother was about to become a dad. I would be an uncle. This was a great day and I, for once, saw the light at the end of the tunnel.

We ate, drank, well, soft drinks anyway, was merry, and then we each headed in separate directions. My father said he wanted to come and help us with the shelves on Saturday and I knew that meant the girls would all be over discussing drapes and the like. Our dining room was the next project Bella was overtaking and I, for one, was eager to get rid of the horrid green paint that adorned the walls.

When we got home, Bella smiled coyly at me. "What?" I asked, somewhat wary.

She smiled. "You were a very good boy today Edward. You admitted you had a problem, you didn't drink, you were happy for your brother and sister-in-law, you did as I asked and finished your errands, and for that, I believe you deserve a reward."

My cock strained at the now sultry tone her voice took on. "Really?" I asked, feigning shyness. "Well, I do aim to please Mrs. Cullen. Tell me. What type of rewards do you have in mind?"

She sauntered up to me and ran a finger over my chest, circling my still-clad nipple. I shivered. "You. Naked. Bed. Now."

I smiled and ran up the stairs, tossing clothes off as I went. Yes, I rather liked domineering Bella. She was hot as hell. I finished stripping in time to throw myself onto the bed, all but aching with need. I waited, but she didn't come in. "Bella? Love?"

"I'll be just a minute. Don't start without me!" She teased from somewhere down the hall. Naughty little minx.

I turned on my side, waiting for her to walk in, and then…she appeared. Wearing a black and red lace bustier with black fishnet stockings and matching panties. The heels she had on weren't stilettos, she knew she couldn't pull those off, not with her almost debilitating clumsiness, but what she had on made my tongue all but fall out of my head.

She sauntered over to me and smiled. "Do you see something you like?"

I shook my head. "Not like, love."

She blushed and said, "Tonight I'm going to pleasure you beyond your wildest dreams."

Famous last words, I thought. She pushed me flat of my back and began teasing me, taunting me with the lace as she nibbled on my chest. I wanted to touch her, to rub her, to caress her subtle curves, but she slapped my hands away. "No. Tonight I'm in charge Edward. I am going to pleasure you first before I allow you to pleasure me."

I swallowed hard, but nodded. I put my hands under my head so as not to tempt myself and let her lead the way. She kissed down my stomach, laving her tongue along the hairline before she dipped down to take me in her mouth. I let out a moan and bucked my hips. She pulled away. "No. You are to stay still." She commanded.

I nodded and she smiled as she continued her ministrations. She sucked, nibbled, licked and teased me until I felt like I would explode before she pulled away. "Now," She said with a grin. "It's my turn."

Her leg went over my body and I gasped as I felt her wet heat envelop me. My eyes rolled back in my head. Shit. She must have on crotchless panties and hose. I bit my lip so I didn't scream out as she slowly started to ride me, gentle waves that were to stimulate me, not to make me cum. It was driving me crazy not to touch her, but I knew she would command me to do so, so I had to wait. She rode me until she came, and then, just as I was getting ready to fall off the edge, she pulled away and I slid out of her.

"Fuck," I moaned at the loss of contact.

The evil witch smiled at me. "All in good time Edward." She walked over to the ihome and flipped on some sensual music. "Watch me." She commanded.

I opened my eyes and took in the beauty that was my wife. She sashayed back over to the bed and slowly slid her panties off, taking care to shake her ass at me a bit. They hit the floor and she repeated the gesture with her pantyhose, almost stumbling as she took them off her feet, and I resisted the urge to chuckle. My wife was sexy, even if she wasn't exactly what one would call coordinated. Finally, she stood back up and started unhooking each tiny hook on her bustier before flinging it off and exposing her luscious body to me.

I swallowed, licked my lips and said, "Bella, love…please?"

She smiled that sexy little smirk and came back up to me. She slithered onto the bed, and just when I expected her to let me slip back into her, she took my cock in her mouth again.

I cried out at the heat and bucked my hips, but her mouth was already gone. Instead, her perfect pink tongue was licking each of my balls, sucking them into her mouth. The feel of her teeth almost caused me to lose it, but I held on, because I knew she wasn't done with me yet.

"Sit up slightly." She commanded. I moved so I was propped up on both our pillows in an almost sitting position. She then flipped around, jumped onto my cock backwards and we both gasped at the change of sensations.

"Edward," She said, her voice strained now. "I want your finger in my ass. Can you do that?"

I smiled. That was something I'd found out almost by accident that she liked. "With pleasure," I said as my hands moved. One went to her puckered hole, and the other went to her breast. "Is this what you want?" I asked.

"Y-yes." She muttered as she rode. She bent down then, grasping my ankle with one hand while the other played with her clit. She got herself off again and then slowed her movements. I was almost at my wit's end.

"Bella love, I'm going to have to come soon," I pleaded.

She didn't answer, but she ducked down again, bending and I thought it was her clit she was going to play with. What I wasn't expecting was two of her fingers to slide into my own hole. I gasped at the sensation, the intrusion. It wasn't horrible it was just…uncomfortable. "Bella…"

"Shhh…I read about this," She said as she upped the pace of her movements. She rocked and I bucked and then she hit a spot on the inside of me that had me scream out and I gushed into her, dragging her with me over the edge.

She collapsed between my legs and my head fell back and hit the headboard. "Oh my God. Holy shit. What was that?" I asked.

She pulled away. "Did you not like it?" She asked softly.

"I-I did," I answered softly. More than I should. What man likes to be…but damn if it didn't… She was looking at me, gauging my reaction. So I pulled her to me for a searing kiss. "Thank you love. That was…beyond words."

She brushed a sweaty, sleepy kiss to my lips and then snuggled into me. "I love you Edward. Are you ready for tomorrow night's session?"

Truthfully? No. But I knew I needed it, so I kissed her forehead. "Yes love, I'm ready."