Disclaimer: Brief mention of sexual assault toward the middle or end of chapter.

BPOV

I slapped my palms on Edward's chest, trying to steady myself. His back was resting against our headboard as I rode him. I panted and tried blowing my bangs out of my face while he palmed my boobs with this gleeful grin on his handsome face.

He was so effing happy right now because I agreed and fell victim to his charms. I was so horny and something had to be done about it so here we were. He took my bottom lip in between his, sucking it lightly as I moaned like a wanton whore.

It felt really good physically, but mentally my red flags were going off telling me I was a cow. My stomach was hugely massive and this was the only position we could do it in. His lips trailed down my neck, causing more reaction from me. Whimper. Shudder. Cry. Moan. It was a continuous cycle.

"So beautiful, Bell," he mumbled against my skin.

He pulled away slightly cupping my face in his hands. I kept up my pace with him as he stared. And it was his lovey Edward stare that sometimes brought me to tears. That look alone was all I needed to know what he felt for me. Still in his grasp I moved my hands to his face as well leaning in to kiss him and that was almost all we needed.

I was falling and falling hard. He was right there with me and once the moment of pure unadulterated bliss passed we rested our foreheads together, hands still holding faces and our bodies slumped.

I had to smile at his warm breath hitting my face and I could feel him smiling too. I took a couple more breaths because man, I was winded and exhausted.

"Baby," he murmured.

I sat back a little letting my butt rest on his thighs, my vision slightly blurred from my bangs falling in my face. Edward's hands came into view brushing them back.

"You okay?" he smiled crookedly.

I nodded semi dazed, leaning forward again to give him a kiss.

"Let me help you," his gentle voice said, filling my sleepy mind.

I placed my hands on his shoulders as he carefully lifted me off him. My belly brushed against him and he kissed my nose. Once I wasn't on him, I snuggled into my pillow and heard him chuckle. I'm sorry husband, but you zonked me out. I felt a few random kisses. One to my temple, nose, lips, neck, side of my boob and finally my belly until I fully lost consciousness.

"Alice leave her alone," I heard Edward's raised voice flow up to our room.

"I'm waking her up," my best friend's voice chirped. "Jesus, she's fucking naked."

I peeked open an eye and saw Alice's retreating frame head back down the stairs. "I told you to leave her alone, but you didn't listen," Edward said over his shoulder, appearing in our room. "Hey, baby," he smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed next to me.

"Hi," I said sleepily.

"Bella, you better get dressed and not be doing it while I'm down here," Alice yelled.

Edward didn't hear her so when he came in for a kiss I giggled, shaking my head. His hand rested on my belly and his other hand brushed my hair away from my face. I noticed he was dressed for work. He looked good in his matching gray blazer and slacks and his navy button down made it pop. I felt the sudden urge to jump him.

"Bella," Alice belted out again impatiently.

What time is it?

Seven. Alice's flight got in an hour ago.

It's too early. I emphasized by giving him a pout.

He grinned biting my bottom lip.

Sleep. I'll tell she-devil downstairs to take a nap too.

I let out a sigh. Let me throw on my pj's and send her up?

Okay, I have to go to work now. I have your breakfast sitting in the microwave.

Kiss?

He obliged, giving me and Emerson both a kiss before getting up and grabbing my pajamas for me.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too."

I watched him run downstairs and I pulled his boxers on and slipped his shirt over my head.

"Horny bitch," Alice said coming back up the stairs.

"I'm clothed now," I announced.

"Thank God for that. I was blinded by your pale boobs and I saw a flash of whoo ha," she sighed, shaking her head.

"Nothing you haven't seen before," I waved my hand flippantly. "Sleep. Now."

"You guys fucked in those sheets, I don't think so," she spat disgusted.

I heaved out a sigh pushing off the bed and waddled over to the linen closet, grabbing a fresh pillow and blanket for the drama queen. I waddled back over to my bed dropping her stuff down before snatching up Edward's pillow and laying back down with it in my grasp.

"Lay on top on the comforter we only have sex under the sheets," I said truthfully.

She shrugged kicking her heels off and placing the pillow I gave her next to mine. She laid down facing me. I tugged my sheets and comforter up to my shoulders and Alice did the same thing with the blanket I gave her.

"You're here," I squealed.

"I'm here," she replied giddily back, staring at me. "And you have an almost full sized baby in there." She poked my huge lump under the covers.

"Trust me I'm very aware of that," I teased.

"I'm exhausted," she yawned, inching closer to me.

"Me too," I agreed.

We snuggled closer together. My best friend was here and everything felt perfect.

"These two are goofy," Emmett said from somewhere.

"I think it's adorable," Jasper added.

"You would," Em snorted.

"God, shut up," I groaned.

I opened my eyes to Emmett and Jasper sitting on my leather loveseat in our room. "Ugh, creepers," I said, throwing Edward's pillow at them.

"Hey, we just got here," Emmett defended.

I glanced over at Alice and she was still out cold, drooling on the pillow I gave her. I shifted a bit and felt Emerson move, giving me the sudden urge to pee. I got up doing a super waddle to the master bath. When I came back out, Jazz was sitting on the edge of my bed whispering with Alice. I plopped down next to Emmett.

"They're kinda gross," I said loudly.

"Tell me about it," he said equally as loud.

"Shut it, losers," Alice said, throwing her pillow at us.

I leaned into my brother and rested my head on his shoulder. He tapped my belly playfully. "We've got a live one," he joked when Emerson kicked back.

"She thinks your Edward," I smiled.

"What makes you think that?" he asked curiously.

"It's their thing. He taps and she taps right back," I explained, rubbing my hand over where her little foot was moving.

Emmett was watching me like I was some kind of alien and I heard Alice snort. "Are you just now realizing she's having a baby, you dope?" she laughed.

He looked down sheepishly. I just had to throw my arms around his neck and hug the big lug. My Emmy Bear. "I love you Emmett and you're going to be the best uncle ever," I told him.

"Smalls, not to be a perv, but you're hugging me and I can definitely feel your tits, it's freaking me out," he mumbled.

"Put a bra on, bitch," Alice chastised.

I shoved his head and he fell on the arm of the love seat laughing.

"That's okay, when I came up here this morning she was naked," Alice shared.

Both guys made disgusted noises.

"I'm sorry Mary Alice, I had sex with my husband last night in our bed, where I fell asleep. You barged in up here, that's on you," I glared, pointing at her.

Jasper and Em covered their ears running down the stairs. That's what they all get for coming into my house uninvited. If I wanted to sleep naked I could and it's not my problem I don't sleep in a bra. No one sleeps in a bra.

"You're so crass Isabella," she sniffed.

"I learned from the best," I snarked.

I heard the microwave start and hurried up the best I could to the overlook looking down into the studio to see Emmett heating up my food and Jasper in the fridge.

"Emmett, you eat my breakfast, you die," I hollered my warning.

Knowing Edward, he made me something special and if that turd downstairs eats it, he's done. He froze and smiled sweetly up at me.

"I'm heating it up for you, sis."

My phone buzzed on my nightstand and Alice reached over grabbing it. She fiddled around with it until I saw her grimace.

"Ew, Edward's sexting you," she shuddered.

"Picture or naughty words?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows.

"He's reminiscing," she said, handing my phone over.

Remember last night when we came together? You looked beautiful. ~E

I started to tear.

"That fucking makes you cry," she said disbelievingly.

"He's so sweet," I sniffled.

"Jasper says that kind of shit all the time, it's annoying," she grumbled.

"You're going to get yours," I pointed at her. "He loves you and you treat him like crap. Who makes their boyfriend fly on a separate flight as them?"

"This girl," she shrugged. "And besides, he's my lover, not my boyfriend."

I stared at her incredulously before a thought popped into my mind. "What's his favorite book?"

"The Sun Also Rises."

"Song?"

"Free Falling."

"Movie?"

"Fight Club."

"Uh-huh," I said walking downstairs, leaving the Queen of Denial confused.

As I stepped into the kitchen Em was making them all breakfast and Jazz was starting on making fresh orange juice. I walked over to Jasper, giving him a hug. He looked down at me and gave me a curious look as he patted my back.

"All things good lil' mama?" he asked smiling.

"You're a good man," I said frankly. "She doesn't deserve you."

I loved Alice, but she didn't give him any respect. She was still playing the same game with him that she was when I became friends with her and it wasn't right to him. He followed her to New York. Lives in the same building as her, but not with her because she wouldn't allow it. It was ridiculous. He was the only one making sacrifices in their relationship.

"Thank you," he responded quietly. "And thanks for talking to my sister."

"That was for him," I sighed, jerking my thumb behind me to where Emmett stood.

"Ed's really lucky to have you," he said, giving my arm a quick squeeze.

"I'm really lucky to have him."

Alice came huffing in and I ignored her as she did me. Emmett shook his head grumbling about us knowing how to ruin a good time. After breakfast I went back upstairs to get ready for the day. Not going to lie, but I loved Edward so much more for having the bench installed in the shower. I was being lazy and getting clean at the same time. Once I was finished, I threw on yoga pants and one of Edward's black t-shirts. Screw buying new clothes.

Emerson started kicking and I tapped her. "Hey save some of that for daddy," I told her. "You make him happy when you kick with him."

"Oh, God you're all Mommy track now," Em groaned.

"Stop, let's get a move on. I don't have all day."

Alice and Jasper stayed behind while me and Emmett went to the market to buy stuff for my shower. Mom and Esme said they had everything covered when we started planning, but I knew that meant Edward was paying for it. It was my shower and I wanted to pay for it, so before the Nosy Brigade could get here I told Emmett we were high-tailing it.

"Smalls, you need to slow down," Em panted. "It's to hot for you to be moving like that."

"I'm fine," I insisted.

He grabbed a cart from the entrance and I walked beside him. We weren't even in the store three minutes until someone stopped me and wanted to talk about the baby and touch my protruding belly.

"What's with these old ladies?" Emmett asked, slightly mystified.

"I've grown used to it," I shrugged.

"They fuss over you like Mom and Es."

"I know it's weird, but I live with it."

"Oh, you are so precious," another lady started.

Emmett again was dumb founded. Usually when Edward is with me people don't approach me. It might have to do with us signing. He signed a lot more in public and I would sign with him to make him comfortable. So people probably just assumed we were a deaf couple and didn't bother us because of the communication barrier.

I kept throwing things in our cart when I wasn't being accosted by sweet wrinkly hands. Emmett was being too quiet for my liking so I gave him a kick.

"Ow, why did you do that?"

"You're being weird," I glared.

"I'm walking and commandeering the cart."

"What's going on?"

"Bella," he sighed.

"You know, lately you concern me," I finally said.

"Me?"

"Yeah, you. Now spill."

"Things are getting serious with Rose," he blurted.

I clutched his t-shirt in my hand. Don't surprise a pregnant lady. Like. Ever. "She just came to speak with me last week. How serious are we talking?"

"I want her to move in with me."

"Emmett," I said sadly. I felt like I couldn't get behind this idea. She was an addict, a liar, cheater and thief. He shouldn't be this trusting with his heart, especially after what she did.

"I'm asking her and you don't get a say," he stated.

"If I don't get an opinion then why tell me?"

"You may not be my sister by blood, but you are my sister regardless. When I met the sixteen year old wisp of a girl, I knew I would always have to protect her. I didn't know she would protect me just as fiercely."

"Because Em, just like I am your sister, you are my brother and I love you. I don't want to see you hurting… But all I've seen Rosalie do is hurt you."

He blinked at me for a couple of seconds; letting his hulking shoulders droop in defeat. "How does Edward make you feel?"

That was a loaded question. I had been with that man seven years and the way he looked at me alone told me that he loved me. I can be doing something or talking and he gets this shy kind of smile, his eyes crinkle just a bit in the corners. Everyday he gives me that look and it's my look; one only for me.

"Edward… he's like this guy who loves me with his whole heart. I know that sounds cheesy but it's true. I can be lying on the couch when he gets home and he'll climb over me to get behind me awkwardly just so he's holding me. There's not a moment where I doubt his intention or decisions in our life. I feel loved and safe everyday I wake up," I sighed wistfully.

"That right that is how I feel about Rose. I have to keep her safe. When she was in the hospital, I was there when the doctor told her she couldn't have kids… She just sat there stoically. Bella, that fucker had done unimaginable things. I have to live with the fact that she cheated on me and I up and left for school. I ignored her and Royce rape… I can't say it. I can't say it," he cried. Emmett never cried.

I felt my tears as well. Here we were, in the middle of Whole Foods, bawling like a couple of babies. I knew Rose had been raped and stabbed at the same time. It took Edward until last week to tell me that after Rosalie had left. I think it was his way of protecting me. He thought I was too innocent to be exposed to the vileness this world had to offer.

I know Edward had his dark times and that was when he related to Rose most. Eddie left his mark on Edward. When we first moved into the studio he had issues adjusting to it. I loved it at first sight but what I didn't know was Edward was reminded of the apartment in Chicago he lived in with his parents the first five years of his life. He would wake up crying or screaming. Carlisle had believed it triggered his memories. The good thing was Edward would talk about it with me.

I would hold him as he broke down, telling me exactly what happened when Eddie's temper flared. I couldn't believe that his mother did nothing to protect her young son. After his father would hit him, he would grab Lizzie and they would paw at each other while Edward lay either motionless or crying on the floor. These stories he told were more than what he had told me when we were teenagers. He just had all these memories festering all that time.

"Emmett go out to the car. I'll finish up in here," I sniffled.

He rubbed the heel of his hands into his eyes before shaking his head. "I'm not letting you get everything by yourself," he sighed.

"Em."

"Smalls, I'm good… just, I only wanted you to know so I didn't shock you into labor when you found out."

"I wouldn't be that shocked," I mumbled.

"I think you would," he laughed a little. "Mom would murder me."

I rolled my eyes walking away from him. Once we were in the deli section, I didn't want to leave. The cold cuts were calling to my daughter. She was definitely her father's child. Edward went through a phase when we started college that he wanted to try my eating lifestyle. Two days after he started, I found him in our truck, scarffing down a Big Mac, well one of the two he had bought.

"I guess Mommy's going to have to get you a sandwich," I told her, resting my hand on the top of my belly.

I told the guy behind the case I wanted the turkey and provolone on focaccia bread. Emmett was watching me and smiled. "You talk to her a lot," he pointed out.

"Well she's my partner in crime, we have things, like sandwiches that we need to discuss," I shrugged.

"Does Edward talk to her?" he asked interested.

"Yeah, he does," I grinned. "The doctor encouraged him and so have I. We don't sign all the time and we want her to get used to both of our voices. Edward got this book and it says she can hear us. We'll talk around her, but when she's old enough we'll teach her ASL."

"Like Gracie and Claire?"

"Yep. I know Edward is anxious though. He wants to have communication with Emerson and he struggles with the limitations they'll have."

"He knows he's going to be a great dad, right?"

"I tell him that all the time, but he's nervous… we both are."

"We're all coming a long way, huh?" Emmett said thoughtfully.

And I had to agree. We all had grown up.

Edward and his friend Garrett were talking to Alice and Jasper when Emmett and me finally got home.

"Hi Bella," Garrett waved.

I gave him a hug in greeting before I settled against my hubby on the couch. Edward's hand covered my stomach as he kissed me.

"Hey baby," he smiled.

"Hey," I beamed back. "I missed you."

He leaned down, nuzzling my nose with his. I loved him so much it was disgusting and I wouldn't have it any other way.

"Ugh," Alice groaned.

"You guys have known them longer than me and you're telling me you're not used to this," Garrett snorted, waving his hand at us.

"Hush, you and Kate are just as bad," I teased.

Garrett worked research on the prototypes Edward makes at the med tech lab. They ended up being great friends from the very beginning. Garrett's sister-in-law was deaf so he knew some ASL. Edward preferred to speak to him though. Garrett and Kate were older than us, in their early thirties. I always felt kind of intimidated by them because we were still so young. Sometimes I felt like I was pretending to be a grown up.

They even had this huge house on the outskirts of the city. It was Garrett who offered to let some of our family stay with them while we had the baby shower. It was really nice of them to offer that so no one would have to stay in a hotel.

"Yeah, right. Hey are you guys ready to head out?" he asked Jasper and Alice, making me frown.

"Yes," Alice huffed, sticking her nose up as she went for her bag.

Jasper came over kissing my cheek. "She's in one of her moods. I think you struck a chord and she knows you're right. Emmett's going to stay here with Grace, but your Mom and Phil are already at Garrett's."

"Where's Grace?" I asked confused.

"Napping upstairs."

"Ugh, I better get her up now or she won't sleep tonight for me," I began, reaching for Jazz's hands so he could pull me up.

"I can get her," Emmett offered, coming out of the kitchen.

"You see her all the time so stop." I said as I went to wake Grace up.

She lay curled on top of my bed, tangled in the blanket I gave Alice earlier. She had her thumb in her mouth and I had to giggle at the adorableness that was Grace. As bad as she was, she still looked like an angel.

I sat beside her, brushing her hair back and kissed her little nose. She wrinkled it before burrowing into me.

"Hey sleepy head," I murmured, kissing her nose again.

"I sweeping, Bewwa," she mumbled as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I see that, but it's time to wake up," I explained as I held her.

She mumbled something against my neck. I heard our landline ring, remembering I took the phone I had up here downstairs last night.

"Bell, phone for you," Em called up.

"Bring it to me."

"Sweep," Gracie whined.

I watched Em run in and hand the phone to me. "Thanks," I told him. He went for Grace, but she held on to me.

"Hello?"

"Hello I've been trying to reach Edward Masen," the English accent confused me.

"Well, I'm his wife."

"Excuse me?"

"Um, I'm his wife, Isabella," I repeated slowly, as Emmett shot me a weird look.

"Edward is only twenty-two years old. Shouldn't he be in university?" she snapped.

"Ma'am not to sound rude, but I don't appreciate your snapping at me," I said firmly because who did she think she was.

"I've been trying to reach Esme Platt for days… I do apologize, but I would like to know where my grandson is," she said earnestly.

"Grandson? You're not Nana Platt," I said frankly.

Nana Platt definitely didn't have an English accent. It was weird though because sometimes I could swear Edward did have a hint of dialect in his muffled tones.

"I'm Margo Masen, Edward's grandmother. Edward's grandfather has passed and he is required to be at the reading of the will."

Say what, now?

A/N: Only a few chapters left! I do have two new story ideas, but I'm not going to do what I did the last time. Once this and is complete I'll post the new one and after Conversations it will be one story maybe updated a couple times a week. That's your heads up! Dolphin62598 and rainydays23 are my amazing beta's, huge thanks to them!