A/N: Some of you were wondering why Bella doesn't have a strong connection to the pregnancy? She didn't want to be pregnant and she knew that the baby was going to be for Ed and Tranny, so forming a connection is not a wise thing to do. Is that impossible? NO! I'll tell you girls one thing. I did not feel anything for my baby until after about a week that she was born. I could not form a connection at all, not even the first time I saw her. She was a stranger to me and it took some time. I felt bad that I couldn't form that instant bond. I later learned that it was very common. It happened again during the second pregnancy. By the third I knew what to expect and I was fine. We cool? Good. On with the show and reviews? *wink, wink*

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Special Note: I'm all up for criticism in the reviews, I just ask that if you don't like it or disagree with something, I or any of the other authors write, that you be respectful about it. We do this for free and take time out of our RL and families in order to write such stories. We do this out of love.

Disclaimer: Stephenie owns all things Twilight. I own the bunny that attacked me to write this.

Beta: HollBeth

Simply Promised

Chapter 47

BPOV

I stuff my mouth with food, continuously.

If my mouth is full, I can't talk.

The TV has a bunch of interesting shows on right now.

Who knew that Nefertiti's tomb might be fake?

I didn't.

Ed clears his throat to garner my attention.

Oh, look! The tomb looks awesome with all those details and...

"Stop ignoring me, Bella. We need to talk."

Shit! Abort! Abort! Ugh, bad choice of words.

I swallow my last bite and savor the sweet and sour flavor mixed with the ham.

I just hope that after this "talk" the sandwich doesn't come back up.

"I'm listening," I say.

"Good," he replies.

And nothing.

He just stares.

At my mouth.

In a trance.

"Hellooo," I sing.

His mouth opens a bit and I see his tongue sweep over his bottom lip.

What the fuck?

I pucker my lips letting out a deep breath through them and notice his breathing increasing.

Well, this is interesting.

It is then that I see my reflection on the small glass coffee table we are using for lunch and notice that I have a small trail of red sweet and sour sauce in the corner of my mouth.

It makes me look like a vampire who just drank blood.

Oh! Ohhhhhhhhhhh.

I smirk.

Ed has a thing for vampires ever since he saw Kate Beckinsale wearing leather in Underworld.

I test my theory and slowly lick the trail of sauce from my lip.

He visibly shudders.

And I get wet... very wet.

I don't have a thing for the vamps, but I do have a thing for Ed.

And this is dangerous territory.

He's still married to Tranny.

I'm having his baby with her... and that sounds so wrong even in my head.

I'm having his baby, no, our baby and that sounds so right.

But maybe, just maybe, he is attracted to me, too.

Kiss him, come on, just a little bit. Do it, do it, do it...

Fuck if I don't want to do it... I really, really, really want to.

"Kiss me," I whisper, tempting the fates to either bless me or strike me.

Rosalie once said that orgasms were the same thing as comfort food, and right now, I'm hungry for the strong embrace of comfort.

"Kiss you?" he repeats.

"Yes, kiss me. Kiss me, Edward."

He leans over me and gently eases his lips on mine.

The feeling of his wet tongue collecting the rest of the sauce on the outside of my lips has me almost gushing.

The kiss increases in intensity.

Fuck the consequences.

It's not as if I need to worry about getting pregnant...

I need him.

Now!

A/N: Reviews are the same as Ed turned on by vampires... Oh you just better leave me some luv.