A/N: 7 more to go...
* goes into hidding *
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 55
BPOV
I am eight-and-a-half months pregnant.
I am such a whale.
I haven't seen my feet in weeks.
The acid reflux has gotten worse.
Last week my vision even got blurry.
It's as if even my eyes are getting fat from all the food I've been inhaling.
To make matters worse...
Everyone keeps offering food.
It's not like I'm going to say no to a mustard-covered hotdog.
Ed takes advantage of that and constantly offers me food.
I'm starting to think that he has a thing for curvy girls.
The way his hands always drift to my hips, boobs, ass.
How he gropes me just a bit tighter in those areas and groans, thrusting as hard as he dares.
Yeah, he thinks I don't notice.
I wish I could shower by myself, get up without assistance.
I miss my independence... in all aspects.
Ed has finally moved in with me and even though I've finally admitted to loving the man, I can't help but feel disgruntled when I see his things slowly replacing the order of things.
How hard is it to close the damn toilet seat?
How hard is it to close the drawers after taking something out of them?
I don't understand if it's a guy thing or just an Ed thing.
I look around the room and expect to see Sushi chasing her ball... until I remember the damn pink cat left me for Charlie's stupid dog Jake.
What the fuck ever! I hope they bite each other.
I continue to put the baby's stuff away in the newly remodeled spare bedroom.
No pinks, like I instructed Alice...
Just soft cream colors that fill the room with light and serenity.
"Here is the last set," says Ed, handing me the little pajama and onesie.
I place them in the drawer and turn to face him.
I study his features and wonder how I never found him attractive before.
I give thanks that he feels for me just as strongly as I feel for him.
My feelings for Riley won't ever compare to the burning passion I feel for Ed.
Never before have I smiled when a man walks into a room.
I don't even mind the romantic gestures.
I actually look forward to them.
Like Emmett mocks...
I'm turning into a girl.
A/N: Reviews are the same as Ed massaging your body... Oh you just better leave me some luv.