I stayed at Tasha's house well over two hours…mostly giving my attention to the very cute Leo Rathbone. He was an absolute angel; there was nothing of him that you could get bored with. Despite being the same, he always looked different somehow.

He always managed to look so beautiful; whether he was sleeping, smiling, frowning, or deep in thought. He slept a lot, and didn't actually cry as much as babies sometimes did. That was really cool.

Rachael cooed over him, but I was more impressed with how she hadn't had a cigarette yet. I just hoped that she would stick to it; not just for her and Jackson, but for her gorgeous new baby now too.

Jackson was absolutely adorable. He was the panicking one, like me. Any time that Leo made a noise, he was by his side, checking to make sure that Leo was alright. He was such a proud father, that it was just so lovely to see.

Rachael took the more casual approach, letting Leo discover and do things more on his own. The panic was still reflected in her eyes, but she understood that the more Leo learnt, the more he'd understand about things.

I went home to find the house quiet. I walked around to see if he was home as I had been a couple of hours, before trying the music room. I walked in, and watched him at the top of the stairs, singing on his piano.

He was singing the new song to be on the Breaking Dawn album and it was amazing to see him lose himself in the music, right up until the song played out until the end of the song where he gave himself a moment to come back to this room.

He had changed since he came home from the interview; instead of his usual, casual shirts with jeans; he had on a stunning, black leather jacket, and jeans which looked amazing on him. Not his usual style, but god, he did look amazing today.

I cleared my throat then, making him jump slightly in response. He turned around in shock, making me smile a little. I walked down the stairs carefully, noting how he had a black, fitted vest underneath his leather jacket which looked simply swell on him too. I licked my lips involuntarily as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

He got up from the piano, walking towards me, with the same smile on his face as mine. I reached for him, and my arms were around his neck in moments; the smell of his leather jacket luscious against the smell of his smoldering aftershave.

''How are you this afternoon?'' He asked me casually, watching my eyes rake in his face. I was desperate to kiss him. Even now.

''Uh hum. Good.'' I replied, before standing on the tip of my toes, and reaching my face forward to meet his. He groaned in shock, but I could tell that the shock was good as we fell lightly against the wall behind him.

One thing that I missed during this pregnancy was all the intimacy that we had before this pregnancy. I was happy to be pregnant too, but I definitely wanted back our intimacy after this baby was born.

Our lips moulded together perfectly, urgently crashing against each others in our eagerness to see each other again. His own hand was running in the back of my hair, pushing my face closer as he deepened our kiss.

But all too soon he had to pull away, giving us time to get our breath back. He grinned at me in response to my eagerness. ''What was that for, Mrs Pattinson?'' he asked me playfully. I laughed in response.

''Only because you're the best Husband in this world…Mr Pattinson.'' I added, making him laugh this time.

''That is what I like to hear.'' He admitted, making me laugh again in response.

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