A/N: Welcome back... I KNOW! It's been FOR-FUCKING-EVER. I'm sorry. Forgive me?

So, I know Cinco de Mayo wasn't on a Saturday this year, but let's pretend? K, thaaaanks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

BPOV

Things were tense. Like, REALLY tense. There was this huge elephant in the car, and the tricky bitch followed us up the elevator to our floor, too! He knew I was upset with the way he ran off to Africa, and had his tail between his legs about it. Edward followed me to my door and we both just sort of stood there in all our awkwardness.

"Um, well… It's pretty late, and you must be tired, so I guess I'll just…" I motioned to my door in lieu of finishing my sentence.

"Can I tuck you in?" He looked at me with a sheepish smile.

How can I say 'no' to that face?

I nodded and smiled softly as I reached for his hand and, weaving our fingers together, lead him through my door and back to the bedroom. As soon as we passed the threshold, Edward pulled me back against his chest and wrapped his arms around my waist before resting his chin on my shoulder, causing us to waddle to the bed. I giggled as I hugged his arms to me and wiggled against him.

"I feel like a penguin," I said and kissed his cheek as we reached the edge of the bed.

His arms tightened around me. "What if I don't want to let go?"

"Then sleep with me," I whispered.

"Yeah?" he replied in an equally quiet voice.

"Mhm," I nodded and peeked shyly over my shoulder at him.

"Okay," he tilted my head back and placed a soft kiss on my lips. "You are my girl after all. Why shouldn't I sleep with you?"

"Right." I smiled and kissed him again before leaning over as far as his grip would allow, pulling back the blankets, "Are you very sleepy, my handsome?"

"I've been sleepier, sweetheart." His hips pushed into my ass and he chuckled as I was leaning forward.

I looked over my shoulder at him with a smirk as I planted my hands flat against my mattress and pressed my ass back against him. He growled playfully and moved his hands to grip my hips as he shifted his against mine. I swallowed thickly, the burning between my thighs growing, and whispered 'don't tease me' as I locked my eyes on his.

"Do you want me to fuck you, my darling?"

The combination of the crude wording with the soft endearment had me wet and clenching with primal need. I nodded slowly. My eyes slid shut as I felt his hands run over the swell of my bottom.

"You're sure? I can just hold you, if you'd prefer." He was bluffing. I could hear a need in his voice that rivaled my own.

"I need to feel you inside of me." I pulled the corner of my lip between my teeth as I felt my pulse race, sending a prominent throb to my heated center.

Quicker than I could realize, Edward unfastened and pulled my jeans and panties down to my knees.

"It'd be my pleasure." His fingers caressed my ass before skimming around my hip to slide through my wet folds. "I love how you're always ready," he growled again.

"It's wh-what you do to me." I screwed my eyes shut tightly as his fingers passed through me, a whimpered 'oh my god' barely audible from my lips.

With one hand still nestled between my thighs, Edward unbuckled his belt and pushed his jeans over his hips to pool at his feet. As he thrust against my bare bottom, I hummed at the feel of his thickness sheathed in the soft material of his boxers, sending goose bumps over my skin.

"Can you feel what you do to me? How hard you make me?" He pushed a single finger into my entrance, moving it slowly as his thumb pressed lightly over my clit. I whimpered again and rolled my hips in a circle against his hand.

"Ffffuuuuck it's been too long." I reached one hand back to palm him through his boxers. "This is mine. This is for me." Something about claiming him as mine sent a new surge of desire through me, seeping down my thighs.

Edward chuckled as he leaned in to nudge my head to the side with his chin and bit my shoulder.

"My gorgeous eager girl!" He kissed over the sting caused by his teeth as he pulled his hand away from my core, dragging only the nail of his thumb up my thigh and side to tilt my head further, allowing him to kiss wetly over the heated skin of my neck.

I hummed under his lips and sighed a moan as his nail sliced a path up my body, shifting my bottom into his lap. The rustle of the fabric moving over our skin combined with the feel of him thick and pulsing against me causing me to tremble with want.

"Be my good boy, Edward." I felt Edward grin against my skin.

"I shouldn't have told you how much I like that. How hard it makes me." He kicked my legs closer together. "Cross your ankles, my love. And grip hold of the bed."

"Mmm, it makes you hard for me, baby?" I grinned wickedly over my shoulder at him, "I'm going to enjoy this." My hands fisted in the sheets as I drew my legs together and obediently crossed my ankles.

Edward kicked his jeans and boxers across the floor and thrust against my ass, speaking in a warning growl, "So hard, and all for you, baby. Hold tight!" He pushed into me quickly, filling me to the hilt, barely pausing before pulling out completely and slamming back in. Each thrust harder than the one before as he seemingly aimed to get even closer; even deeper.

I cried out piercingly as he ploughed into me, the force of his thrusts pushing my face into the bed. "FUCK!" I shouted, turning my cheek to lie on the mattress, groaning at the rough pleasure.

"Say it, Bella. Say you're mine." Each word was punctuated with a deep, strong thrust as his fingers dug into my hips. "Scream it!"

"Y-YOURS! Shhhiiiit," My back arched sharply and I tossed my head back on my shoulders, "Forever yours, Edward!" I groaned as the head of his cock rubbed repeatedly against my cushioned spot. "Oh, fuck. FUCK! Fuuuck meeee."

Edward scooped my hair up in his hand and twisted it around his fist, laying across my back before pulling my head back almost roughly, "I fucking love your hair around my fist." He pressed his lips to my neck, growling against my pulse point and sending vibrations through my body, "Rub your clit, my good girl." His teeth scraped against my neck with every rough thrust, his grunted breath fanning over my sweat-slicked skin.

I moaned at the forcefulness in his movements as my hand covered my mound to rub furious circles over my clit before taking it between my finger and thumb and pinching, pulling, and flicking. Our moans joined the slapping of our skin in the air as I bucked my hips to meet his violent thrusts, with Edward circling his hips every time he was fully sheathed in me. Using his hand in my hair, he pulled me up from the bed. With my back to his chest, he ran his hand up my stomach and chest, pushing my shirt up and palming my breast, his thumb and finger mirroring my actions on my clit on my nipple.

"Cum for me. NOW."

I gasped urgently and my eyes widened as he plucked at my nipples. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" I screwed my eyes shut as my body tensed, my muscles locking into place as I screamed out and came violently. With my free hand, I raked my nails up the length of his thigh, leaving angry red streaks, "EEEEEDWAAAARD!" My hips again rocked and my muscles relaxed slightly as I rode out my high, my head lulling against his shoulder as I fluttered around him.

The coiling of my body drawing him closer to the edge, he slowed his movements, fucking me slow, deep, and hard. I felt him twitch inside of me as my nails dug into his thigh. "Fffuck. Fuck, Bella! You're so good, baby!" Thrusting into me a final time with his face buried against my neck, he released into me, his eyes closed tightly as tremors overcame his body. "So good, baby."

Smiling lazily and glowing from his praise, I lowered us to the bed as I felt him heavy against my back. "No one has ever, or will ever, make me feel like you do."

"I only hope to make you feel how you make me feel." He leaned back to roll me over, and with an 'arms up' warning, he pulled my shirt off and tossed it carelessly over his head. "I want to make you feel cherished, wanted, needed… craved. I want you to feel beautiful and precious and important." He moved to lay next to me on the bed, "I want you to feel, beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are someone's world; that someone loves you more than they even knew was possible."

Edward linked our fingers on the mattress between us and whispered, "I'm sorry…"

And that was all I needed to hear. Edward left me without words. I loved him so much. The all consuming love I have for him? I shook my head at the thought. He couldn't imagine the impact he has had on my life. He showed me the strength of love, how far love could go, and how much my heart could hold. When I talked to him or made love to him, I could literally feel my heart swell with unrestrained love and devotion for him. Sure, I wished things had been handled differently with the Africa trip, but the way it happened seemed to have freed something in us.

-xoxo-

"Y'all this bass is bumpin' through me."

Rose, Alice, and I had just sat down at a Mexican restaurant to celebrate Cinco de Mayo and were at the table right next to the speakers.

"If you see my 'O' face, I apologize," Rose continued.

Little Alice's head snapped up from situating her napkin on her lap to look wonky eyed at Rose. She just waved Alice off and flipped through the menu while I laughed it off.

"So, things have been better with Edward since he's been back?" Alice asked, having recovered from Rose's comment.

Edward had been back for a few months now and, aside from some minor arguments about me working with Drew B so often, things had been going very well. Our relationship weren't perfect by any means, as he and I both were adjusting to having to share our lives with someone else. We may make our own decisions, but our decisions don't just effect us.

"Yeah, we're doing really well. He keeps me more informed with his work now and I try to keep my insecurities at bay and not take things so personally," I replied before turning to the waiter to place our drink orders. We were getting virgin margaritas because Rose had banned everyone from alcoholic beverages since she wasn't allowed to drink.

"Holiday or no holiday, this bitch is still pregnant!"

I smiled gratefully at our waited as he left and turned back to the girls.

"That doctor he went with to Africa is opening her own private pediatric practice here, well in Royal Palm, and she wants Edward to come on staff as a partner. He's been very forthcoming with me and includes me when he's going through his contracts and pro/con lists. That makes me feel good and I really appreciate that he's recognizing my feelings and concerns as valid…. Which means I should probably be the same way with him when it comes to Drew B."

"Yeah, what the frig is going on there? I would have thought Drew would have stopped sniffing around your skirt a long time ago, clearly you're not interested!" Rose asked as she shoveled chips and queso into her mouth.

I shrugged and shook my head, "I don't know. It's weird, right? I think he's up to something; he's been acting very smug underneath the 'overly sweet' demeanor he's got going these days. Like he volunteered to do the whole production work for the Saturday Morning line up today. That's out of character for him."

Alice looked between me and Rose with a tilted head and a perplexed look on her face.

"Oh, that's right; you have no idea what we're talking about!" I laughed lightly.

The next hour and a half was spent with me spilling the torrid details of my fling with Drew, and how he apparently couldn't get over me. She looked very surprised and slightly concerned as she tucked her hair behind her ear and turned to face me.

"Bella, I think you should tell Edward about this."

"Nope! Ooooh no. That doesn't need to happen," I said as I waved my hands in front of me and shook my head vigorously. "It would cause nothing but problems; details do not need to be hashed out."

"Well, you don't have to go into the naughty details but I think if Edward knew more about the situation, he'd handle it better. Or, at least he'd know what he was up against. Imagine what would happen if Edward found out from a third party. Something that you don't think is a big deal could very much be a big deal to him. If you don't tell him things directly, he'll think you're keeping it from him for a reason. Omission is not too far from lying. It has the potential to be the same sort of thing that happened with Africa-gate 2011!"

She was right. I needed to inform Edward as to why Drew was so obsessive, at the very least. As Rose, Alice and I laughed, chatted and ate, I resolved myself into telling Edward as soon as I got back to the apartment.

Little did I know that when I got home, Drew B would be the least of my worries.

-xoxo-

Butterflies were swarming in my stomach as I unlocked the front door, only to drop dead completely as soon as I took in the scene before me.

Edward was sitting on the edge of my couch with his elbows on his knees and his hands fisted tightly together between them. His head was dropped forward between rigid shoulders, shaking slowly from side to side.

I took a hesitant step inside.

"E-edward? Baby? What's wrong?"

I saw his torso expand as he heaved a heavy breath, his voice so low that is resembled more of a rumble.

"Did it ever occur to you that I might not prefer to have my personal life broadcast across the Palm Beaches, Bella?"

What? I was confused. I took a moment to look around the room and absorb everything.

The radio was on.

Set to Wild 95.5.

During the Saturday Morning Replay.

And my voice was telling the world of Edward's allergy.

"What do you mean he's allergic to vagina?" Rose screeched.

It was Monday morning and Bella was recounting the 'fade to black' portion of her vacation. They'd already recounted their Orlando trip, and Bella was now clueing them in on her and Edward's date Thursday night. Leaving out, of course the Renee drama.

"He has an allergy to vaginal fluid," Bella repeated.

"He's gay," Emmett stated flatly. "I spent the week with you and him, he really seemed in to you… but he's gay."

"He's not gay! Trust. It's a real condition," Bella exclaimed.

"How do you know, B? The kid could just be using you as his beard," was Emmett rebuttal.

"First of all, Em, You're just pissed because he told you off on Wednesday. Secondly, I know this because I googled it after I left," Bella said, triumphantly.

"Well what does this allergy entail? Condoms, latex gloves, dental dam? I mean this could be a real deal breaker, Bells!" Rose commented.

"Well, he'll just like, break out in a rash or something. It's a, and I quote, 'Human Plasma Hypersensitivity'. It can be fatal, but his isn't that bad. He just has to wash right afterwards," Bella explained. "As time goes on, he'll build up… not an immunity but a sort of "desensitization" to my, uh, "proteins", so it won't be as much of a hassle."

"Send me the link," Rose mumbled distractedly…

"Edward, I-"

"Don't even say you're sorry, Bella. Did… how…" Edward stood and started pacing the room in wide strides, his hand coming up to run through and tug sharply at his hair.

"I am a public, medical professional, Bella!" He turned to face me then and the look on his face both terrified me and broke my heart.

He was angry, that much was certain, but the look of complete defeat and hurt made me choke on a sob. His forehead was rumpled, his eyes were rimmed in red, and he looked utterly exhausted.

I brought my hand to my mouth as fought to keep quiet as silent tears streamed down my face.

"Do you have any idea the predicament you've put me in? You've put at risk my credibility, my integrity, and my professionalism. My colleagues, peers, and even the parents of those children aren't going to take me seriously now. Do you think parents are going to trust the lives of their children in the hands of a man whose love-life has been broadcast to hundreds of thousands of people? I had heard bits of your broadcast, Bella, I knew you would talk about our relationship and the things we all did as a group, but never did I think you'd go this far."

I held my chest as I fought through the sobs to speak. "I-I'm sorry, E-Edward. I was-sn't thinking. The show is l-like my therapist; I vent there! I didn't mean t-to," I shook my head and wiped at my eyes. I couldn't for a coherent sentence; my thoughts were a mess.

I took a stumbled step towards Edward, only to stop abruptly when his hands flew up, flat against the air. I stood, shaking in place, waiting for his next move. My heart dropped to my stomach as he made for the door, pausing with his hand on the knob.

"I can't do this, Bella. I'm… indescribably angry right now. This whole thing is just completely unfathomable. I cannot even begin to wrap my head around what you've done or where to go from here. I'm at a loss for words and not in the right state of mind to even sit down and talk about this."

I found my footing as soon as he turned the knob, lunging for and taking hold of his hand.

"Edward, please. Please don't go. I'm sorry! I'll never talk about our personal life on the radio again. I-"

He cut me off again and when I looked into his eyes this time, my whole spirit broke. Tears dripped from his lashes as he lifted my hand to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss to my fingers and squeezing his eyes closed. His lips brushed my skin as he spoke just above a whisper.

"It's too late to apologize, my darling."

He turned from me then and walked out the door, leaving it wide open for me to watch him disappear through his.

I watched through detached eyes as a shaky hand lifted into view and pushed my door closed before I dropped to my knees on the floor, my arms curling around my waist as wrecking cries ripping through my body. I hugged my torso tightly as I felt myself coming apart at the seams, my face being cooled by the tile as my cheek pressed against its surface.

My life had just walked out of … my life.

A/N:

So, I have a lot going on in my life right now: I just got a divorce, moved 3 hours away, and had to go back to work. So, again, I'm very sorry for the delay in this chapter. Just one more and an epilogue left, kiddos!

I'm looking at being in the UK again in August, so if you'd like to have tea, PM me!