Chapter 15

The weeks after our first date pass by quickly, and Bella and I fall into a comfortable routine. We go out on more dates and have a good time continuing to get to know each other better. The more I'm around her, the more I realize how deep my feelings for her truly are.

I make sure to give her some space though, because I know she's not ready for more than what we have. And, I can live with that. For now.

Bella makes an effort to spend some time with Esme as well. She tells me that although there is no rift between them, she understands that Esme still isn't fully supportive of our relationship. I'm just thankful for the fact that Esme is not hurtful to Bella because of me. Bella assures me that it will just take time for Esme to accept us being together, so I resolve to let it happen naturally.

One Saturday night, Bella and her friend Rose plan to go to a local bar and she invites me to come along. I invite Emmett to join us as well, hoping to have a fun evening with my best friend, figuring the girls will be occupied together. Bella and I arrive first, so I grab beers while she finds a table for us.

Emmett saunters in shortly after I sit down next to Bella, and loudly makes his presence known. "What up, E?" he greets. Turning to Bella, he says, "Looking lovely, as always, B."

"Good to see you, Emmett," she says before kissing him on the cheek.

We sit and chat for a few minutes, with Emmett ordering a beer from the waitress when she checks on our table. Not much later, I see a striking blonde heading toward our table. She's definitely a looker, appearing to be in her late twenties, but not my type. I'm not surprised when she steps up to the empty seat, asking, "Is this seat taken?"

Bella smiles brightly before jumping up and hugging her. "I'm so glad you made it, Rose!" She turns back to the table to introduce us. "Rose, this is my boyfriend, Edward."

I'll never tire of hearing her introduce me that way. I get up and step around the table, shaking Rose's hand. "It's nice to meet you, Rose. I've heard a lot about you."

"You, too," she says sweetly.

Bella then turns to Emmett to introduce them. When I look at his face, I swear I can see the little cartoon hearts floating around his head as he gapes at Rose. He stands up, takes Rose's hand and kisses her knuckles, then says, "Where have you been all my life?"

A look of amazement crosses her face, and I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from snickering out loud. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Bella doing the same. Rose hasn't said anything, but Emmett pulls out a chair for her and pushes it in as she sits.

My best friend, the self-proclaimed player, is completely smitten with this blonde teacher.

Rose and Emmett hit it off immediately and end up ignoring Bella and me for most of the night. Bella looks on happily at her friend though, so I leave well enough alone and end up spending more time with my girlfriend than I thought I'd get.

We stumble home from the bar, after watching Rose and Emmett leave together, giggling and acting silly the whole way. This is the first time we've gotten drunk together, and I love seeing the playful side of Bella, which she seems to let loose more and more each day.

"You know," Bella starts once we're in our living room. "Watching Emmett and Rose stare at each other all night was like free porn." She laughs at her own joke and I can't help but join in.

"Oh, Ms. Swan, are you a dirty girl?" I say in my huskiest voice. "Did it make you hot to watch their foreplay?"

I stalk toward her as she continues to laugh, letting out a squeal as I get almost close enough to grab her. She turns on her heel and sprints to her bedroom, but I'm faster. I grab her around the waist before she makes it to her bed and pull her back into my body.

"Tell me, Isabella," I whisper in her ear. "Are you wet for me right now?"

Her giggles stop and turn into a moan.

"I want to hear your words, baby," I say before placing an open mouth kiss on my favorite spot below her ear.

"Yes," she moans out.

"Yes, what?" I demand.

"Yes, I'm wet for you," she concedes in a small voice.

I growl and turn her around, tossing her body lightly onto the bed and follow her down. "That's good," I tell her. "Because I'm so hard for you right now." I punctuate my words with a thrust of my hips, grinding my erection into her.

Clothes begin flying and my hand is between Bella's legs while her jeans and panties are still around her ankles. I groan loudly and bury my face in her chest when I realize she wasn't kidding about being wet. "Fuck," I mutter as I move down her body, intent on replacing my hand with my mouth. "I need to taste you, baby."

She kicks her feet to get her clothes the rest of the way off, but I ignore that and get to work. I lick up her slit with force and she moans, then I suck her clit into my mouth and flick it with my tongue. Just as I'm really getting into the action, she squirms out of reach and sits up.

"What's the matter?" I ask, my eyes wide, wondering if I've done something wrong.

She shakes her head. "Nothing. Just lay down."

Her wish … my command.

I groan again when she straddles my face and leans over. I get back to work quickly, but hiss when she sucks my cock deep into her throat. With my hands on her thighs, I pull her further down on me, burying my face in her pink flesh as I continue to lick and suck, pleasuring her the way she's pleasuring me.

When my fingers enter her, she hums around me and speeds up her movements. I can't control the noises I'm making or the slight bucking of my hips when her hand reaches down to fondle my balls. Her oral skills are making it difficult for me to concentrate on one of my favorite things and I think tonight might end up as only a thirty-four and a half. But I persevere, adding a third finger and making sure to hit her g-spot on every thrust.

As soon as I feel her orgasm start, I slow down my movements and kiss the inside of her thighs. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, baby," I warn her. She's swallowed the few times she's done this before, but I feel like I should give her the option.

Thankfully, she doesn't remove her mouth and takes me slightly deeper. I moan and start to cum when I feel her throat muscles constrict around me. She continues to suck and lick until I'm empty, finally releasing me with a pop.

My head falls back against the bed in exhaustion as Bella scoots around and snuggles up to me. Another perfect night with my perfect girlfriend.

On a random weeknight after work near the end of February, Bella asks if she can talk to me after we finish dinner. Of course, I say yes, but not much more of my meal goes down as I worry over what she might want to talk about. Crazy scenarios run through my head, like she's found someone else or I put the toilet paper roll on upside down and she doesn't want to live with me anymore.

Finally, once the kitchen is clean, we sit in the living room with the TV off.

"So, what's up?" I prompt.

She pushes her hair behind her ear and bites her lip, both signs that she's nervous. "There's not really a good way to say this, so I'm just going to come right out and say it." Well, that's not making me feel very good. "Remember the first night we were together, when I told you I'm on the birth control shot?"

I gulp and nod, worried about where this is leading. But, she has to know I'll stand by her no matter what.

"Oh, god! Don't worry. I'm not pregnant or anything!" she blurts, probably taking in the whiteness of my face.

I let out a breath. "Okay, so what's this about then?"

She huffs lightly. "I'm due for my next shot, and I don't want to get it," she states, swallowing audibly. "I just … I mean, I thought this was something you should know about."

A little chuckle escapes me, and I pick up her hand in relief. "Yeah, probably something I should know. I guess … condoms?"

She nods. "Yeah, for now."

As thrilled as I was that we haven't needed condoms before now, using them is not really the end of the world. Then I take in Bella's words.

"What do you mean, 'for now'?" I ask.

"That's the other thing," she says, biting her lip again but not continuing. After several moments, I'm getting increasingly worried.

"Bella, whatever it is, you can talk to me, okay?" I implore. So far, we haven't hidden things from each other, and I don't want to start now.

"I know. This just … it isn't easy because it'll probably change things between us."

"Just talk to me, please," I say nervously, pulling her sideways onto my lap and hugging her close.

She lets out a sigh. "You know one of the reasons I was unhappy with Jasper was because I wanted to have kids and he wasn't ready." I nod and hum my acknowledgement with my head against her hair. "Well, I still want to have kids, and I'm not getting any younger. At thirty-five, I'll be considered 'advanced maternal age' and it may already be difficult for me to conceive.

"Look, Edward," she says, pulling from my embrace to face me but staying on my lap. "I'm not asking you to have a child with me or anything, which is why I said it might change things. This is something I'm prepared to do by myself … maybe not today, but not too far in the future, either. I had an appointment the other day and my doctor advised that I needed to give my body a few months to normalize after the shot anyway, but after that," she shrugs. "I don't know."

I chew on the inside of my cheek for a moment while I process her words. She wants to have a baby. Soon. She's prepared to do it by herself, but is that what she really wants? What does she want from our relationship if she's going to have a baby by herself? What do I want?

"Where exactly does that leave us?" I finally ask her with a gulp.

"I guess that depends on you. I mean, like I said, it's not going to happen today, but I needed you to know in case you don't want to be in a relationship with a single mom."

"And, you'd do this with a sperm donor or something?"

"Most likely," she says hesitantly.

My mind flits about for a moment with all of the options. I don't have a clue at this point what I want because I haven't had a reason to think that far ahead, but I don't think I'd ever forgive myself for letting her go just because she wanted to be a mother. I know I have to ask.

"What about doing it with me?"

A/N: Hmm … what do we think about that?

Thanks to Robsmyyummy Cabanaboy for coining and allowing me to use her awesome term of "thirty-four and a half." If you aren't reading her story Tip of the Spear, you don't know what you're missing!

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