A/N: Alright, this will be the last for the night so I'm leaving you all with an EPOV. Just to clarify, Bella did not consider the consequences of having the baby. All she thinks about is helping the man who she loves unconditionally. Her love for him is brotherly... as far as she's concerned. I have 1 friend alone who I would kill for, including having babies. Good thing she's a girl, huh? No worries about crushing on her. LOL. Alright, I will see you again tomorrow for the conclusion. How about you all greet me with a review? Good night and sweet dreams.
* Goes to Bed dreaming of Ed scratching her scalp *
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Beta: HollBeth
Simply Promised
Chapter 37
EPOV
I'm fucked.
I'm so royally fucked.
I cannot look her in the eye without blushing.
Edward Cullen does not blush.
When I dressed her, I began to notice details, more details than I had before.
Like the way her hips have become fuller, her shapely legs are strong yet feminine.
When I pull the shirt over her breasts, I can not help but admire how much bigger they are from the last show she gave me and Emmett.
Then I caress the baby bump... my baby...
Our baby.
She has soft skin that pebbles underneath my touch, and instead of stopping I continue... entranced... until I reach the valley of her breasts...
And then I get hard.
Edward Cullen got hard after ogling tomboy Bella Swan no, pregnant-with-our-child Bella Swan.
I don't feel disgusted by this new development.
I feel... good.
And it only confirms that the baby is already changing things between us.
It needs to stop. I need to make things right.
I help Bella get her next appointment card and follow her to the pharmacist for her new heartburn medication.
It is not long into the drive home that she begins to fidget.
I know she is as uncomfortable as I am... but not for the same reasons.
I help her get settled and make a promise to return later in the evening for our usual get-together.
I feel the heavy burden settle in my stomach as soon as my foot pushes through the threshold of my own home.
I dread seeing T.
Confronting her is never good, which is why I usually do what she tells me to.
It's easier, less messy, less painful.
I steel my resolve and remind myself that I am a man...
A man with balls, and that facing my wife should not be a hard thing.
But then again...
It's not often one's wife thrusts in your face a recording of yourself dreaming, whispering, moaning your best friend's name while sleeping.
It's already bad enough that I said Bella's name while fucking T.
I was thinking about her last visit in order to stop myself from cumming...
But it had the damn opposite effect and I came saying her name.
And now I'm dreaming more often about her.
I tried to stay away. Tried to put distance between us and get a new perspective... an appropriate perspective on things...
I even too it upon myself to be a better husband to T.
We have been coming together at night, but it does not feel right anymore.
Bella is always there in my mind... I can not chase her image away.
Then I heard she was sick... and I had to see her.
But then I saw her alone and undressed...
Then I touched her and got hard...
And fuck if I didn't like it... a lot.
I'm fucked.
Completely.
A/N: Reviews are the same as Ed cumming as he thinks about you... Oh you just better leave me some luv.