A/N: Just a little insight. I'm not a doctor, nor do I strive to ever be one.
No copyright infringement is intended. All recognizable characters are owned by Stephenie Meyer. I own the plot and the mistakes.
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7/01/2023
Cherry Pies and Backwards Baseball Hats
Chapter TEN
EPOV
My uncle had finally hired two new technicians at the shop allowing me to leave at a decent hour. Instead of getting home passed midnight, it was more around seven or eight. We really were that busy. Thankfully, I was finally able to get back to my half days on Saturday's. That gave me more time to spend with my girl if she wasn't biting my head off.
Over the last few weeks, Bella has snapped at me more times than I can count. I felt like she was targeting me if she had a bad day at work. I still love her, no matter what because she's my everything. I had gotten into the habit of asking her how her day was before I left the shop. I wanted to know if I needed to go to my own house or risk getting my head bit off for no reason.
Then this last week, she was acting weird and not feeling well on top of everything else. She claimed she was just overly tired. A couple of nights she barely ate anything, and the rest, she ate like she hadn't eaten in days.
I finally convinced her to see a doctor, so she set up an appointment with one of her bosses just to prove there was nothing wrong with her. I had finally met them and realized I knew Emmett from high school. Bella and I had even gone on a double date with him and my cousin Rosalie. Emmett seemed pretty smitten with her. They had hit it off pretty well, and they thanked my uncle Jasper profusely for giving them a little push. He took every bit of credit that was given.
So, it was a Friday, and while Bella was at her appointment, I had my phone laying close by so I wouldn't miss her call. So, an hour and a half after her appointment and I hadn't heard from her, I sent a text, but she replied that all was well, and she would tell me all about it when I got to her house after work. I was just glad she was okay.
I pushed to be done and out the door from work by seven. There was only an hour to go and luckily, I only had two oil changes which doesn't take me long to do at all.
By 7:30pm, I was walking through the door at Bella's only to find her in the kitchen leaning against the counter. She was staring down at the floor with arms crossed and a finger tip in her mouth as she chewed away one of her beautiful fingernails. "Hey," I said before kissing the corner of her mouth. "Let me shower then you can tell me about your day."
"Okay," she said over her finger that remained being chewed on.
I turned back to look at her. She seemed off; definitely not right. Something was bothering her. "You okay?"
She glanced up at me nervously. "Um, yeah, sure. Why wouldn't I be?"
"You don't seem like yourself," I stated firmly. "Something's bothering you."
She shook her head vigorously. "No, no, I'm fine. Um, you go shower and I'll start some dinner for us."
Seventeen minutes later I walked out to the smell of cooking meat and garlic. My guess was that she was making spaghetti, so when I entered the kitchen she was buttering some french bread and adding some California Blend garlic salt to it. That was definitely one of my favorites. My mom must have told her that.
I grabbed a beer from the fridge and twisted the top off. "Need help?"
"You can get a couple of plates and forks for us." She put the bread into the oven before she drained the noodles and dumped them into the meat sauce she had made.
Once I got what she asked for, I walked up behind her, placed my hands on her hips and nuzzled my face into the side of her neck. "Dinner smells delicious."
"Sorry it isn't any better. I haven't shopped this week, yet." She continued to stir the sauce and noodles together. "If there's something specific you want, just let me know and I'll get it when I go shopping."
I squatted down a little so I could rub my dick into her ass. "I just want you."
She gave me a nervous chuckle. "Dinner's ready." She hurriedly twisted away from me, making me even more confused than I already was.
As soon as our dinner was on the small table in her kitchen, she hurried back to the stove to pull the bread out of the oven. I watched as she scurried around like she was late for something.
When we were seated and food mounded on our plates, I began shoveling the food into my mouth. It'd been six hours since I last ate and I was absolutely starving.
The bread was perfect, the food just as perfect and my perfect woman, well, she wasn't eating. So, I put my fork on the side of my plate and looked at her. "You're not eating."
She looked down at her food and pushed it around with her fork. "I had a snack about an hour ago, so I'm really not all that hungry."
I shrugged my shoulders and went back to eating as she watched.
There was nothing better than washing my food down with my ice cold beer, so I reached for my bottle and turned it up.
"I'm pregnant," Bella blurted unexpectedly.
What happened next would normally leave me punched, slapped or even kneed in the nuts, but all it did was leave a stunned look on Bella's face when I spewed my beer all over her face and the table. I even choked a little which left me coughing up a lung.
"Wha..Whe..How..When did this happen?"
"Well," she started as she reached for some napkins and began to wipe off her beer stained face. "You remember a couple of months ago when you actually took a Saturday off and all we did was have sex the whole weekend?"
"Of course I remember. That was one hell of a fuck-hot weekend."
"Well, you see, the week leading up to that weekend, I was sort of freaking out thinking that you were avoiding me which caused a little bit of depression to kick in, and then I was waking up every morning and you were already gone, so I was merely functioning on autopilot." She took a big deep breath. "And you know I've never been on birth control before now, and when I had it stuck in my head that you were going to leave me, I honestly just wasn't thinking straight and I pretty much missed that whole week of pills. Then we had sex about a million times over the weekend, and when I finally realized I hadn't taken my pills in over a week, I pretended to be stupid and ignored what had just happened because I've never done anything so stupid in my life, and when I didn't get my period, not once, but twice, that's when I realized I had been snapping at you, which I'm really sorry for, but then there's a lot of times that I can't think straight when you touch me. It's like I fall into a different world. My brain was completely mush, and I completely understand if..."
"Bella!" I said a little too loud. "I get the point, and you do the same to me except I can't get pregnant, so now, guess what?"
She gave me a sad, quizzical look. "What?"
"We're going to be parents and most people who have kids together, they live together. Are you getting the point I'm trying to make?"
She slumped down in her chair like she was defeated. "Yes, very clear."
"Are you not happy?" I jumped up from my chair and rushed around the table. I grabbed her chair and spun her around to look at me as I knelt down in front of her. "Don't you dare move from this spot. I'll be back in five minutes."
I took off out the front door, like Bella lit a fire under my ass, and headed to my house. I was excited that I was finally getting the opportunity to do something I've been wanting to do for a few months now. I grabbed what I needed out of my male-box. It sounded too girly to call it a jewelry box, so yeah, it's a male-box. Get it? Yeah, I thought it was a brilliant description.
It took me exactly six minutes to get back to the task at hand, and thankfully Bella hadn't moved an inch from where I left her.
She yelped when I dropped to the floor in front of her on one knee. "Don't you dare say a damn word." I demanded. "I know how you are, but I need you to listen and listen good." Then I thought of something that I didn't ask her. "Wait, are you happy or feeling regret about getting pregnant?"
Her brows knitted together with confusion. "I guess, but I think I'm more concerned with how you feel."
"I'm as happy as a damn lark, but don't ask me what a lark is because I don't know. I'm extremely happy that my swimmers work."
"That's all I needed to know, so yeah, I'm as happy as a damn lark, too. Whatever that means."
I gave her a huge smile. "Well, before my knee explodes from the pain of kneeling on your tile floor and this probably sounds and looks completely and utterly cliché and I'm starting to ramble because you're nervousness has rubbed off on me and I don't know how to put all my feelings into words without sounding like a complete sissy, but you've come into my life when I wasn't even looking for love. When I saw you at that party I couldn't keep my eyes off of you. Then that damn linebacker had to touch you. I didn't even know you or your name and all I saw was red. In my head, you were already my girl, so all it took was rescuing you from him."
I took her left hand in mine and kissed her ring finger. "When you woke up in my bed screaming bloody murder that I took your cherry pie, I thought you were nuts and that only made me want you more. I honestly think I fell in love with you right then and there." I don't normally cry and I hadn't cried since I was a little kid, but those damn traitorous tears came out of hibernation. The knot in my throat grew and I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Then you loved me too and shared something so precious with me. You trusted me and loved me enough to share your cherry pie."
Her hand went to her mouth when I opened my hand for her to see the ring my mom had given me. My dad had saved for two years to buy this ring. It was a two carat diamond solitaire set in white gold. It was plain and simple. Something I knew Bella would absolutely love.
"I love you, Arabella Marie Swan, and even if you weren't incubating my offspring right now, I'd still be down on my knee asking you to be my wife. Will you, please, marry me?"
She threw her arms around me which resulted in me falling backwards with her on top of me. "Yes, yes, yes. I'll marry you." She started peppering kisses all over my face and ended at my mouth, which led to us completely stripping right there on the kitchen floor, then her bent over the counter, the table, and sitting on the edge of the counter then finally the bed.
We lay on our stomachs with our heads facing each other. "I'm so happy," she tells me. "Can I make a suggestion to you, though?"
"Go for it." I pushed some hair away from her face then traced her bottom lip with the tip of my thumb. For some reason, at that very moment, I wanted my dick in her mouth. That had to wait, though. She was trying to ask me a question.
"I want us to live here. My house is paid for; I don't have a mortgage. I only pay property tax and any upkeep. Plus, I have three extra rooms downstairs with three upstairs. This is a perfect house to raise our family in. You could either put your house on the market or rent it out. How does that sound?"
I scooted closer to her and draped one of my legs over her. My dick was already hard, so I pushed it into her hip. "Other than you saying yes and having my baby, I think it's a great idea. I'm over here most of the time anyways."
"Good," she said. "Tomorrow, we start making plans, but right now, I have something to show you." She jumped off the bed and ran from the bedroom, completely naked, only to return with something in her hand.
When she climbed back on the bed, she sat with her legs crossed Indian style, so I adjusted myself to lay on my side facing her. "This is our bean." She handed me two black and white ultrasound photos that were attached to one another.
I took them from her and looked at the kidney shaped figure before reading the writing across the top.
Swan, Arabella 10w2d. Then it showed a bunch of numbers on the side. My eyes kept going back to the baby. You could see a head clear as day. I helped create the tiny human growing inside of my fiance.
I felt a tear roll down and over my nose as I stared at the colorless photos. I could see Bella watch me with a small smile on her face. "He's beautiful," I say then lower the pictures to look at my future wife. "Just like his mother."
"I think we'll have a boy, too, and I hope he looks every bit like his father."
It was my turn to hop up and run to the kitchen. I grabbed what I needed and sprinted back to our room. I stood at the side of our bed and beckoned Bella to me. She crawled over and sat back on her haunches. She was giving me a sultry expression as she looked up at me. I took her left hand slid her engagement ring on. "This was my mom's." I kissed the ring on her finger then gave her a big smile. "It's official," I tell her. "Now you can't stop me begging you to move in together."
"Shut up and kiss me you jackass," she says then rises up on her knees. We kiss a minute or two before she sits on the edge of the bed in front of me. Her best friend was already standing at attention begging for any hole that she could offer. She took the subtle hint as I stepped even closer. I waited for her hot mouth to engulf the head of my cock. She couldn't go much further than that, and it still felt fantastic.
Over the months that we've been together, she finally let me cum in her mouth. She said it wasn't so bad, but swallowing wouldn't be something she did every time. I was okay with that; it's her body, so she decides what goes into her.
As she sucked me off, I said everything to her that came to mind. Especially all the things I wanted to do to her next. I had never been so dirty minded or even talked so much during sex. This woman brought out everything in me that had lay dormant for so long.
We had sex one more time before we wrapped around each other and fell asleep. I had closed my eyes with a smile on my face.
Thank you!
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