Disclaimer: I am NOT SM. If I was, I wouldn't be here now would I? Nope I'd be out propositioning Kella Lutz to get in my bed...oh wait...she's married huh? See? Couldn't be her at all.

Warning: This story is Rated M for a reason. I have a potty mouth and a naughty imagination. You will see words such as 'fuck', 'dick', etc. I will say shit like 'Rape the review button' (which by the way is an inanimate object and can't actually be raped) *rolls eyes*, so yeah...if any of these things offend you that little 'x' in the top right hand of your browser? Click it. Otherwise, sit back and enjoy the ride :D

P.S: Blame my idiot internet providers for the lateness of this chapter. I've been in the cyber desert for a whole friggin week. Needless to say, I'm now a little crazier than I was before *giggles*

Chapter 43

BPOV

After I went back to my room, I actually lazed around a bit before actually getting ready. I was actually not feeling that sick this morning, and I put that down to the wonderful night that I just had. After a long soak in the tub, I got dressed and headed over to the main house, it was just after eight.

The housekeeper, Siobhan let me in with a smile, "Good Morning Ms. Bella, how are you?"

"I'm good, how are you Shivvy?" I asked with a grin, closing the door behind me.

"I'm doing wonderfully, my daughter had a daughter last night," she said excitement and love shining in her eyes, the lilt in her Irish accent deepened with emotion.

"Oh," I cried giving the woman a hug. "Congratulations."

"Thank you," the older woman said, hugging me back tightly. "I'm going to visit her after lunch."

"Where's everyone?" I asked as we stepped back.

"Mr. Edward and Ms. Pat have gone for their morning run, they should be back soon. Mr. McCarty went to the stables," Shivvy replied.

"So I'm in time for breakfast?" I asked when my stomach growled loudly between us.

"The little one is hungry," Shivvy said with a hearty laugh.

I grinned and placed a hand over my middle, still reveling at the feel of my slightly swollen stomach. "I guess she is."

"A she today hmm?" Shivvy asked as we headed to the kitchen.

I laughed and sat at the kitchen table and watched as the woman fixed me up something to eat. I really didn't care what she prepared, Baby was hungry. I felt as though I could eat an entire farm. By the time Shivvy put the plate in front of me, I believed I could've eaten the plate and all.

At the first bite I moaned and closed my eyes as the food washed over my taste-buds.

"Ohmm," I said nodding to Shivvy, "This is delicious."

"My daughter seemed to like this when she was pregnant," the woman said with a warm smile.

"What is it?" I asked, scooping some more into my mouth.

"It's rice pudding with honey," the woman said chopping some vegetables, "Nothing special."

"Nothing special?" I asked giving her a look of incredulity. "You should sell this and make a fortune. Call it 'A Pregnant Woman's Marijuana' or something like that."

"Oh Ms. Bella you are too much," she said and moved around the kitchen.

We went about our business in an amicable silence, she cleaned and got started preparing breakfast for the others and I finished my meal.

When I was finished Edward and Patricia hadn't returned and I was getting antsy just sitting in the house. I mean come on, Shivvy was good company but there was not much that I could do sitting in the kitchen watching her. The woman was anal retentive about anyone doing anything in her kitchen, even if I was quite capable.

"I think I'm going to go to the stables and see what Bernard and the horses are up to," I said standing up.

The older woman gave me a nod and moved my bowl into the sink. "Here," she said shoving a mug of hot chocolate into my hand, "Drink this, outside's changed. It's a bit nippy now."

I hadn't even realized the weather had changed, but I wasn't too surprised. I made my way to the door and was about to go out when Shivvy called out. I turned and waited for her to say what she was going to say.

"I've already started lunch, all you have to do is warm it and serve it, if you don't mind," she said.

I grinned, "Not a problem. I'll see you later and give your daughter my congratulations."

She nodded and waved before I closed the door behind me, inhaling the sweet, crisp air. It was relatively quiet, the birds cooing in the forest next to the house and I could hear the soft whinnies coming from the stables.

I sipped on my hot chocolate, glad for the warmth in my hands, and walked into the stables.

"Bernie?" I called.

No one else save his wife called Bernard McCarty, 'Bernie', but we had come to an understanding and we sort of adopted each other. When Emmett was at work and Patricia was lost in one of her many new designs, Bernard and I would hole up in his office devouring books for hours on end; then we would discuss said books, picking them apart page by page.

Bernard's salt and pepper head came around the corner, followed by his massive form. There was no mistaking where Emmett's build came from.

"Morning Bella," he said gruffly, making me smile.

I knew he was mostly bluster, but I let him have some small semblance of hope that I was intimidated by him.

I rest my cup on a small table that was nearby and walked over to the stall he was standing behind.

"Hey Bunny," I called softly putting my hands up over the door. Within seconds the warm head of the gigantic horse butted against my palm and I rubbed my hand up and down his nose.

"How are you boy?" I asked quietly as he neighed softly.

"He's a bit testy today," Bernard said coming out and closing the door behind him, patting Bunny's head just above my hand.

"He needs to have a run," I said staring into the equine's eyes.

"Tell his owner that," Bernard said with a snort.

"I will," I said giving the horse one last loving pat before turning to Bernard. "Shivvy is leaving shortly to go visit her daughter."

"Hmm," Bernard replied refilling one of the buckets with oats and hay. "I remember her saying that earlier."

"She's letting me do lunch," I said.

Bernard looked at me with a raised brow, "Really?"

I laughed and shrugged, "Well, she's letting me warm it and serve it."

"She must like you," he replied shaking his head. "I don't even remember what the kitchen looks like."

"It's really big," I said with a giggle.

Bernard chuckled, "I would imagine so. How silly would the house look to be so large and then have an itsy bitsy kitchen?"

I snorted out a loud laugh, hearing the phrase 'itsy bitsy' coming from a man such as Bernard's mouth, was far too hilarious to let go.

"Would you like to take Bunny out for a stroll in the corral?" Bernard asked as he refilled the last bucket.

Would I?

Of course!

"Sure," I said enthusiastically.

"You sound as though I've given you a Christmas present," Bernard said moving to get the horse out of its stall.

He was fucking magnificent.

And huge. Good Lord, he was huge.

Of course I knew this but having him stand directly over me really put into perspective just how huge he was.

"He's so big," I said with a gasp as Bunny rubbed his head against my shoulder.

Bernard laughed and patted the horse's rump, "A good breed."

He handed me the reigns and we made our way out of the stable out to the corral.

The next half hour was spent talking about when Emmett was a little boy, something we had never done before, and it made me realize just how proud of his son Bernard McCarty was.

We were heading back to the stables when Edward and Patricia ran up.

"You two having fun?" Patricia asked as she jogged on the spot.

I nodded and waved at her, "Hey Eddie."

My best friend raised his hand, but didn't say anything. Odd.

"We'll see you two back up at the house," Patricia said as she resumed her normal pace, continuing onto the house, Edward following behind with a small wave at us.

"You two alright?" Bernard asked.

I frowned, we had been. I couldn't think of anything that would cause Edward to not verbally acknowledge me. Well we all knew that I was gonna pester his ass as soon as we got back to the house.

"We're great," I said giving Bernard a smile and quickened my steps to the stables. I couldn't get Bunny rubbed down and settled fast enough.

-TA-

EPOV

Breakfast was a tense affair. Bella practically ignored me as she chatted freely with Bernard and Patricia. I caught Bernard's amused glance every now and again. Whenever I tried to engage Bella in conversation, she blatantly ignored me and continued on as though I hadn't said a word. I couldn't wait for breakfast to be over.

Afterwards she and Patricia disappeared upstairs, talking about a room for the baby and the things they would use to decorate.

Bernard gave me a pat on my shoulder as he headed into his study, a look of pity on his face even though he was chuckling lowly.

I'm an idiot.

Bella was gonna know something was wrong, and quite honestly, I had no idea what to say to her.

"Oh by the way I watched James getting sucked off by his boyfriend and I wanted it to be me."

I snorted to myself, sure, she'd love that.

Climbing into the shower, I let the water cascade over my head and down my shoulders and back.

The image of James as he reached his orgasm would not leave me. His flushed cheeks, his wild eyes and his fucking kissable lips with my name on them.

I groaned and slapped my palm against the tiled wall, trying to get a grip on my thoughts.

"Are you jacking off in there?" Bella's voice sounded breaking into my thoughts.

"What the fuck Bella?" I said pulling the shower curtain back and glaring at her, as she sat perched on the closed toilet.

"Nice package Eddie," she said raking her eyes up from my groin to my face, reminding me where I was and the state of undress I was in. I snatched the curtain and wrapped it around my lower region and my idiot best friend rolled her eyes and guffawed at me.

"Bitch please, it's not like I haven't seen a dick before," she said her laughter still going.

"Fuck off," I said resuming my shower. She wouldn't leave anyway, so why should I cut my bath short for her.

"What was up just now?" she asked.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," I said raising my voice so she could hear me over the spray of the shower.

"Don't fuck with me Masen," she all but growled. "Your ass ignored me and that's not like you...unless you're hiding something."

"What could I be hiding?" I asked lathering my skin.

"If I knew that would I be here watching your skinny ass take a shower?" she asked.

"You're a fucking pervert so you're probably getting off on watching me in the shower," I said with a smirk.

"You're gay as the hills, trust me, I'm not getting off on you," she said, pretending to retch.

"That's what they all say," I told her reaching for my bottle of shampoo and squirting some of the gel into my head.

"You're stalling you whore," she said and I could hear her foot tapping against the floor.

"There's nothing wrong," I said after I brushed the water off my face and my fingers through my hair.

"I can't believe that you, my best friend of all people, is lying to me," she said and the hurt in her voice sounded too real.

I sighed and rinsed the soap off my body before turning off the pipe and grabbing a towel. Getting out of the shower, I wrapped the towel around my waist and grabbed my toothbrush.

"Nothing's wrong B," I said again.

"Still with the lies," she said quietly.

I looked at her as I recapped the toothpaste and stuck my toothbrush in my mouth.

"I've never lied to you Edward Masen," she said rising to her feet, her little pouch quite noticeable in this shirt. So cute.

God, she was good. Using the guilt card and shit.

Ugh.

I brushed my teeth quickly and caught her arm just as she was about to go through the bathroom door.

She glared down at my hand before turning her icy glare on me.

I swallowed hard.

"I'm going through something right now and I don't even know what to make of it," I said.

She continued glaring at me, I sighed again. She wasn't going to make this easy.

"There's this guy I like," I continued slowly waiting for her to say anything. She was a rock; just stood there her large eyes blinking at me disdainfully.

"And he has a boyfriend but that doesn't stop me from liking him right?" I went on. Silence on her part still.

I rolled my eyes at her and moved to the bedroom to get on some clothes.

As I was searching through my drawers I heard the bed creak gently, signaling that she had sat down.

"And?" she said huffily, and I hid my smile before turning back to her.

"And nothing. It's just a weird feeling and then something odd happened the other night."

"What happened?" she asked.

I rushed out what had happened at the club, her eye widening but she remained quiet. Had to give her props for remaining calm and not outwardly freaking out. It wasn't often I shared parts of my lifestyle with her. Not that she wouldn't listen at any point, I just didn't feel comfortable sharing my personal experiences with her.

I let her mull over it for a few moments, joining her on the bed.

"So this guy is being blown by his boyfriend and you watch, and you call me the pervert?" she snorted before continuing. "And then when he comes, he says your name?"

I nodded, biting the inside of my jaw, something I did when I was hella confused or nervous.

"Hmmm," she said standing. "Let's go get some lunch, we can talk about this some more when I'm full and can think properly."

I laughed and hugged her as I stood up too, "You ate less than three hours ago."

"Baby is hungry," she said sticking her tongue out at me.

We walked down the hall and made it to the steps before she gasped and grabbed my hand.

"What's wrong?" I asked already panicking.

She shook her head and smiled and then placed my hand over her stomach.

What the...

Oh!

The baby's moving!

I could feel the little flutters under my hand and fucked if I didn't tear up.

"I can feel him," I whispered in awe.

"Her," Bella said rolling her eyes and slapping my hand away.

"I didn't realize she was a she again," I said with a laugh as she flipped me off on her way down the stairs.

"I thought you two had disappeared," Patricia said as we reached the landing. "I hope you don't mind that I invited James to lunch."

I was already stepping into the dining room, my eyes meeting James' over Emmett's head. I couldn't run because Patricia brought up the rear. I reached over and grabbed Bella's hand, causing her to look up at me, her brow puckered as she frowned at me.

"What?" she whispered before following my panicked gaze to James and then back to my face.

I looked down at her and I watched as realization dawned. Her mouth dropped open and she looked back at James, who was now really interested in the intricate design on his plate, Emmett looked as if he were holding back laughter.

Bella didn't however and she doubled over slapping her thigh.

"Stop it!" I hissed.

Her giggles continued as I sat at the table.

"Hey Jamie," she said trying to stop the laughter bubbling out of her chest.

"Bella," he replied so softly I almost didn't hear him.

"Eddie," Emmett said with a shit eating grin.

Oh great. He knew too.

Floor open and swallow me now please.

"Hey Bella," he said turning towards Bella and for that brief moment everyone else was forgotten.

I watched as my best friend blushed a bright red and scurried into the kitchen to get lunch.

Bernard and Patricia sat looking at each other, more than likely trying to figure out what the hell had caused Bella's sudden outburst of laughter.

I spared a look at James, to find him looking at me from under his lashes, a blush spreading across his cheeks as he caught me looking.

Bella came back and served us all before taking her seat next to Emmett. We said grace and dug into our meal.

Halfway through the meal Bella cleared her throat and posed a question to James. I wanted to strangle her, and I probably would've if I hadn't been busy choking on my food.

"So James, been to any decent gay clubs recently?"

A/N: Ahahahahah gotta love Bella huh? Smdh. Of course she would ask something like that. So during my week long sabbatical I've been really working out the tiny details in this story, and let me tell you the things I've come up with *snorts* I hope you all will enjoy them as much as I do.

mary ali cullen: She didn't react badly at all, now did she?

Cullen14: Your wish is my command...sometimes ;)

Guest #1: Yeah they are, I guess that's how best friends should be :)

wedeltrey: *shakes my fist at the faulty email notifier thingy* How dare you not let my boopsie know when there's a new chapter? Curses! I'll go with 2. :D

LillyZ: Glad I make you smile. I know right? He's too cute, I just wanna cuddle him up and everything. Emmett is the best! I'd love a best friend like him, no sort of judgment or anything, just acceptance and reality. I'll work on Bella, I agree she has to keep Em in the loop. And yes, he will make a great dad.

sam's-lurker-droid: Thanks babes :)

WestCoastGirl16: I'm glad you enjoyed hun :)

Mickeyluver33: You're so good it's scary *pouts* lol You're so mean to James...but I understand...he interrupted the nooky time *snorts*

tee hill: Thanks luv

Nonita: You hit the nail right on the head hun :D

fairylass24: Thanks sweetie :)

Marie One: Em didn't out James, he implied that he would, but looks like he didn't have to anyway ;)

KCLutz4475: *sighs* Oh yeah...love that too *grins* Jazz is holding mine hostage as we speak :D

manda2784: She thinks its hilarious :D

Lalina92: That's the spirit! Molest him all you want, I don't think he'll mind remotely :D

lissie boo: You can say it as many times as you wish sweetie. I love hearing it, and I love making you fall deeper in love every time *hugs*

teamhotmen: We can just all squeeze James. He won't mind at all. And of course we can count on Emmett for laughs. LOL

So there you have it, already working on the other chapter, but I've got to work on my other babies, Picture Perfect, Coma, and of course Private Thoughts. Plus, during my sabbatical, I've been re-working a story I wrote a long time ago based on another fandom, but I never shared into a Twi-Story. I've started the retyping process which is frigging long, but I loveeee that story and can't wait to share it with you guys. Enough blabbling, I'm off to catch up on my shows I missed last week, smooches. ~ Riney.