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I realized that even thinking about becoming Rosalie's surrogate was a stupid idea, but I couldn't get it out of my head. I mean Edward would be very disapproving, but there was always a way around that since I recently found my powers to make Edward bend at my very will. Of course Edward would be very happy about the nine more months thing.
Would I be willing to give up a baby? A living breathing little life? My living breathing little life? I don't know if I would really need this one experience. It's not that important just one little thing in life. Okay, it's a huge thing in life, it creates life and it's not like I'd be a surrogate for some random stranger, it would be Rosalie and she and Emmett would make excellent parents, Esme and Carlisle would make amazing grandparents, Edward and Jasper would make amazing uncles, and Alice would be the world's greatest aunt. What would I be? Another aunt? A second mommy? Uncle Edward's Wife?
This is way too tiring. I said a goodnight to Charlie and headed upstairs. I took a long, warm shower and brushed my teeth. I looked at the clock, a half hour until Edward gets here. Maybe he can just make me forget about this whole Rosalie, surrogate thing, Edward could always make me forget about anything just by kissing me, I wonder how long I could keep that up.
I kept thinking about Edward and trying not to think about Rosalie's favour. Every once in a while my eyes would stray to the clock, one more minute until Edward jumps in through that window, approximately. Okay maybe he'd be a minute early.
"Hi, Edward."
"Hello, love." Edward came over and layed down on the bed next to me. "Penny for your thoughts?"
"If you got a penny for peoples thoughts, you'd be rich."
"Already am." He answered smugly.
"I really don't need to know about the amount of money your family has or just you for that matter." I said, my mind already reeling back to the surrogate problem.
"What is with your aversion to the amount of money I have?"
"Edward, people think the reason I'm dating you is because you're rich and I already feel so small and incompetent next to you and the money just makes it worst." I whined.
"Bella, we know we love each other right?" I nodded. "And we both know that you are the most beautiful, wonderful, selfless person in the world and that I'm a monster, right?" I shook my head. He was so wrong there, he and his family weren't monsters, I wouldn't give a baby to monsters, ugh, I'm back to that again. "Well you are just that and I am a monster."
"No, you're not Edward. You're beautiful." He just laughed. "Edward, I have my mind on something and I want to get my mind OFF of it. So I was wondering since I can't seem to form a coherent thought when you kiss me that . . . " I couldn't finish that sentence because Edward's cold lips came in contact with my warm ones. His lips moved softly against mine, parting them slightly, but I couldn't help but think about a cry spilling though a little baby's mouth. I pulled away and groaned silently, not that it mattered with a vampire's hearing.
"Bella did you just . . . " He hesitated. "Pull away from kissing me?" He asked, slightly amazed and slightly annoyed.
"It didn't work." I groaned out.
"What didn't work?" He asked.
"The one time."
"The one time what, Bella?" He questioned, impatiently.
"I could think, the one time you kiss me and I can think is when I don't want to. You kissing me and ridding me of my thoughts, didn't work."
Edward grabbed my chin and brought my lips back to his again. His lips moved quickly against mine, parting them. I breathed in his scent but I could still think about babies and Rosalie and pregnancy. I started to pull away again and give up, but he quickly threw the blanket aside and put his hand to the small of my back and pulled me flush against him. His hand travelled down my side and grabbed my calf and hitched it around his waist, yet again.
I loved kissing Edward but I could still think about nursery colours and rattles. I started to pull away and shake my head, but Edward just used his other hand to grab my head by the hair. He moved his lips from mine, up my jaw line to my ear.
"Only I pull away." Edward whispered seductively in my ear.
"But I can still think Edward, coherently." I complained.
Edward growled. I didn't know if this was a hit to his masculinity, but apparently he was taking this badly. He flipped me so I was on my back and moved so he was hovering over me. I didn't want to do this right now, I sighed and rolled back over. "Goodnight, Edward."
He grabbed the blanket from the floor and moved off of me and draped the blanket over me. "Night, Bella." He mumbled and started to hum my lullaby.
Soon I drifted off to sleep.
