A/N: A tall, hot, sweaty, dirty, shirtless, tattooed Mason awaits you.

I can't remember if Mason knows about Bella's love of backwards baseball hats, but he's about to find out.

No copyright infringement intended. All recognizable characters are owned by Stephenie Meyer. I own the plot and mistakes.

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7/02/2023

Cherry Pies and Backwards Baseball Hats

Chapter FOURTEEN

EPOV/BPOV

Bella 20 wks. Wedding Cont.

I watched as Bella approached me on the arm of her dad. He looked happy and content, and Bella looked beautiful as ever. She wasn't wearing a traditional wedding dress and she was okay with that. We chose to have our wedding the way it is because we're not the type to get all gussied up in tuxedo's and $10,000 wedding dresses.

Her dress was beautiful because she's wearing it. She chose a simple sundress that showed her sun-kissed, smooth skin. It was long, nearly touching her ankles. Her sandals laced up around the calves of her legs. Again, she was absolutely beautiful to me.

As her and Charlie approached us, Al stepped closer. "Who gives Arabella to wed Edward Mason?"

Charlie's eyes glistened with tears as he answered. "Her mother and I do."

"Very well," Al says then looked between us. "Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today..."

I zoned out as he read a scripture from the bible that Bella and I chose for him to read.

"God made them male and female. For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh. So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate."

Bella squeezed my hand only to get my attention to listen. "Arabella and Edward wanted to say their own vows." Al tilted his head towards me. "Edward, if you'll start."

I smiled down at Bella and saw her tears. "There's so much I could say to express how I feel about you. My life now belongs to you and our future children. Most of all, my heart is yours. You'll never have to worry about whether or not you're loved because you are. You'll never doubt if you're worthy because I'll tell you every day about how much you mean to me, and you'll never have to be alone as long as I live. You're the other half of my soul; my best friend. The first time I saw you, I couldn't take my eyes off of you. I'm glad I finally convinced you that I wasn't like other men. I will forever thank Eric and Tanya for the night we met, and I look forward to seeing where life takes us. I love you, Arabella Marie, for the rest of my life."

Her tears poured down her cheeks not caring if anyone witnessed. Most of all, she smiled.

Al gave Bella a small head nod to start her vows. "My mom always told me I'd know when I was in love, but she never told me that it would scare me half to death. You changed that feeling in me. Sometimes I feel like I didn't have a choice to love you because Winchester wholeheartedly approves of you. Unfortunately, he only loves you for your side of the bed." I heard small chuckles from our guest. She definitely knew how to lighten the mood. "You're my best friend and I'll never let you doubt my love for you. I love you, Edward Dean, with my whole heart and soul for as long as I live."

Uncle Al read more from the good book, making us repeat a few lines before he asked for us to give him the rings. He placed them on his bible and led us into prayer.

Finally, it was time to kiss the bride.

As soon as we pulled away, uncle Al announced. "Ladies and Gentleman, I'd like to introduce Mr. and Mrs. Edward Dean Mason."

The entire crowd of our family and friends broke out into applause and praises as they approached us. There wasn't a set of arms that didn't hug us and wish us congratulations.

BPOV

For the next few hours, we laughed, cried happy tears, ate, played volleyball and laughed more. Jacob and Jose had us engrossed with stories from their months in Venezuela, and my dad talked about retiring from the force. His State Trooper days were just about over. He wanted to spend more time at his auto body shop, and be at home at a normal hour. As much as he loved law enforcement, he loved the shop, Leah, and his family even more.

Emmett had stopped by our table and praised me for the thousandth time for getting him and Rosalie together. "Her age bothered me at first, but her intelligence bypassed all that."

"I knew you'd love her." I looked down at my plate and pushed some of my fruit around.

Emmett smiled. "I do. Mom and dad love her, too."

I looked around and saw Carlisle and Esme enjoying a conversation with Jasper and Alice. Rosalie was right next to them. I was sure they were poking fun at Jasper one way or the other.

My dad was off with another group playing with the smaller kids. Paul was right on his heels as a ball was being tossed around.

My husband...saying that was going to take a bit to get used to saying all together.

My husband, as I was saying, was off with Eric, some of his co-workers, some of my cousins, and his uncle Al were playing volleyball.

I'd glance over ever so often just to see his sexy, sweaty unclothed torso as he hit the ball back and forth. I knew what my night was going to be like once we got home.

"Do you think she's the one?" Tanya asked Emmett.

She, along with my mom, Leah and Grandpa Chief had joined us. Emmett nodded before he verbally answered. "Yeah. I really do think she is."

"I love weddings," Leah says.

"We're not at that step yet," Emmett says. "In due time."

"Well," my mom says. "You'd be a fool to pass that beauty up; she's the whole package."

"When it does happen," I started. "We'll be glad to help with the planning."

Grandpa Chief was dozing off, so we left him to his snoozing while we watched the volleyball game and the little kids playing.

Mom and Leah talked about a baby shower for me. I told them to let me know when and I would be there.

When the sun started setting people started leaving, and we knew it was time to go when Paul came crying to Leah that daddy wasn't being fair with the ball.

She babied him for a minute before telling him to come over to me. "Go sit with big sissy and I'll go beat up daddy for you."

Paul came and crawled into my lap. He latched onto me like a baby Koala Bear. "Was daddy being a meanie?"

My baby brother nodded. "Will momma beat hims up? Heez need ta go in time out."

He was all sweaty from where he had been running around. Mom pushed his hair back off his forehead. "He looks so much like your dad when he was the same age." Then she looked at me. "You have his hair and eyes." Then she gave me a sad smile. "We tried for another baby, and succeeded, but I miscarried just before I was three months."

"I'm so sorry, mom. I didn't know." I felt so bad for her. I knew years ago that she'd wanted more kids, but I never knew that she'd lost a baby.

"I'm over it," she says. "I have something more to look forward to. With you having a baby, your dad and Leah trying for baby number two, there will be plenty of little babies for me to love on."

"I'm sure she isn't pregnant yet." I was running my fingers through Paul's hair. "Unless she's like me and waiting to tell everyone."

Mason came jogging over. "You ready to take off?" He leaned over and pressed his sweaty lips to mine. "Your dad lost interest when Leah came over there."

Paul had fallen asleep just a few minutes before, so I pointed down at him. "As soon as Leah gets him."

"I'll take him," mom said as she reached over to take him. He snuggled into her chest as soon as he was on her lap.

When I stood up, I heard my mom release a small gasp. "Pregnancy looks so good on you."

I bent over to hug her. "Thank you. I'll message you as soon as we get to the hotel tomorrow."

"You better," she demanded. "Lots of pictures, too."

She raised her hand to put it over my stomach. "The perfect little baby belly."

"I love you, mom. I'll talk to you tomorrow."

I hugged grandpa Chief then made my rounds to everyone else. Phil wasn't able to make our little event because he got stuck at work. I was sure mom will fill him in on everything and show him pictures on her phone.

Tanya was my photographer for the wedding and the last for me to hug as we left. "Have loads of fun, have tons of sex and bring me some beach sand in a bottle."

"That's all you want?"

"Yup; it's for my collection," she smiled then looked over my shoulder at Mason. "I swear, Eric gets hotter and hotter by the minute. I must be in heat because we fuck every chance we get."

"TMI," I tell her. "I didn't need that visual."

"You could always tell me about you and Mason. A big man like him..." She sucked through her teeth. "He's got some pretty big feet."

"Stop looking at my boy..." I almost said it, but caught myself. "...husbands feet. His penis is my business especially since it's so big that he can hardly get it into my pie."

Tanya laughed at me. "Your pie?" She laughed harder. "It's just pie now since he popped your cherry?"

"Shut up, bitch." I slapped her arm. "Mason is very fond of my pie, thank you very much."

"I'd say so since he knocked you up. I'm surprised you didn't get pregnant just by looking at him. He's fine as hell. You're one lucky bitch and think about all those skanks out there that will be so envious of you."

"You touch my husband, and I'll pull your fancy ass fingernails out with rusty pliers."

"Oooo...you're mean. Pregnancy must've brought out your cruel side." She wrapped her arms around me. "No fear my dear. I'll stay clear when your husband is near."

It was my turn to laugh at her. "You're such a dork."

"Yeah, but you love me anyway." She kissed my cheek. "Call me when you get back into town so we can meet up for lunch or something. I'll want to see lots of pictures."

"Count on it."

By the time we climbed into Masons truck, I felt like I could sleep for days. We were leaving bright and early in the morning to head to California. We were leaving Mason's truck with Jacob and Jose so we could take my car. It was cheaper on gas for us. I had Jake take it to my dad's shop to get her checked out. They made sure my tires were in great shape and changed my oil. She was ready for a long drive.

"You tired?" Mason asked as he pulled his shirt on.

"Yeah, and your sweat is very potent."

"Oh, yeah." He scooted over to my side and rested his arm over the top of my seat. "Does it turn you on?" His armpit was practically in my face.

Don't judge because I'm not cringing away from him. From my point of view, my husband is sweaty, dirty, has tattoos, muscular, and has that damn baseball hat on backwards. To me, he's the sexiest man alive in my eyes, and I want nothing more than to pull my underwear off and mount his dirty ass.

He moved his face closer to mine. "Your wonderful step-mother and your mother shared a secret with me."

"Oh yeah?" I played innocent.

"My wife seems to have a thing for a hot guy wearing a baseball hat backwards." He grazed my lips with his. "I just so happen to know someone like that."

I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. "We need to go home."

"Why?" He asked in a low voice as he swiped his tongue over my bottom lip.

"Because I'm about five seconds away from tearing our clothes off and mounting you right here in the parking lot."

Mason reached down, took my hand, and placed it over his very hard erection. "I won't complain."

My entire nether region clenched from the thought of having him in the risky position we were in. "Mason," I warned.

"Bella," he mocked. "Look around us. It's dark out, my windows are tinted pretty damn dark and there's no other cars around us."

"You really want to consummate our marriage in a parking lot?"

"The parking lot, the entry way of the house..." He stopped his thought process right there. "Well, maybe not the entry way because Jake and Jose are there, but definitely the shower then our bed, and in the morning before we leave for California."

A few minutes later, Mason's basketball shorts were pulled down around his thighs and my panties were laying on the seat next to us. "Have a seat on my dick, baby."

Thankfully the cab of his truck was big enough to accommodate us as I climbed into his lap and sank down on him. Mason put his hands on my hips to help me ride him. This was one of those moments where our quickie was actually a quickie.

Jake and Jose weren't home when we arrived, so now, I found myself being held up against the wall as Mason took me in the entryway. The shower was next before climbing into bed and going at it one more time. I wasn't sure how much more pounding my vagina could take, but I was sure that I would be walking funny in the morning.

Thank You!

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