A/N: Yesterday was a doozie with the story disappearing. I sure hope it's over with. Someone said it was probably the browser. The app that you use for your phone and or tablet/Kindle/iPad, worked the entire time. This will be the true chapter. I'm so sorry that happened, but I'm also happy to see so many people wanting to know what happened. For future reference, I will always give notice if I'm pulling a story. Also, I post on Stars Library, as well.

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

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7/03/2023

Cherry Pies and Backwards Baseball Hats

Chapter SIXTEEN

BPOV

28 weeks pregnant

My hormones were in complete disarray. I spent most of my time crying, eating, crying some more, and peeing every thirty minutes. I've nearly ripped Emmett's head off when he asked me to help with a patient that needed shots.

If that was how pregnancy treated me, then one baby is definitely enough.

"Bella, Carlisle and Esme need to see you in conference room one." Amanda, one of the medical assistants informed me as I stepped out of another room. Mr. Cutter was my last patient of the day.

As soon as I entered the conference room, Carlisle and Esme were sitting together at the head of the table with Myra from HR. "Thank you for coming in," Esme says. "Carlisle and I need to have a discussion with you about your maternity leave."

"Are you firing me?" I felt the tears start to well up in the corner of my eyes.

They chuckled at me. "No, far from it. We just wanted to discuss how long you'll be out, and some other responsibilities with you."

"Thank God." I sat down and wiped away the few tears that had fallen. "Lay it on me, then."

Esme opened a file she had in front of her. "We understand that most maternity leave is six weeks, but we're different. We allow eight weeks, and the time you're out, you'll receive a third of your regular salary. That keeps your medical benefits paid up. After that, you're entitled to two more weeks due to your vacation. You had four weeks saved up, but you used two for your honeymoon."

Have I told anyone how much I love my bosses? I couldn't ask for better people to work for.

"Two months? I'll never want to come back after being gone that long." Esme slid a piece of paper towards me. "What's this?"

"Well, as you know, it's review time and we waited on you for last." Carlisle pulled out a few more forms for me. "Carlisle and I have been scouting out a new manager for the office since Ms. Jane retired, so we've made our choice by picking you. The chain of command will be Ms. Gail, you, then us. Your salary will increase by five percent."

"Wow! Okay. Thank you." I was flabbergasted and happy as ever. "So, I'll assume Gail will cover for me while I'm out?"

They smiled at me. "Of course, and you know that Emmett will probably demand that he be your pediatrician."

"He's already made that perfectly clear to us." I signed the papers where Carlisle pointed to. "How is he anyway? I've barely seen him lately."

Carlisle chuckled. "Rosalie has him wrapped around her tiny finger. We can tell he's head over heels for her."

"That's so great to hear. Mason and I should invite them over again sometime. We always have such a great time with them."

"We think he's going to pop the question," Esme said, predicting her sons future with a huge smile on her face. "She's such a great girl and her parents are funny as ever. I can see why you go there for lunch so much."

"Other than the fact that they're now my aunt and uncle in-laws, I think they're pretty great, too. You'd never know those two are in their sixties."

They smiled at me. "It's the sarcasm. We swear it helps you live longer and keeps you looking younger."

"I guess me and Mason will always look like we're in our twenties, then."

"I know you can't tell, but Esme and I are in our hundreds. She's 120 and I'm 125. We're actually vampires."

I laughed. "You do kinda look like the mom and dad vampire from Twilight."

"We're true vampires because we don't sparkle," Esme said jokingly.

I stood from the table. "Okay, Mr. and Mrs. Vampire, I have a ton of paperwork to do before I go home."

The smile on my face was a permanent fixture as of late making the rest of my day go easily. I texted Mason and told him the news. He said we needed to celebrate and offered to pick up dinner, but I felt like cooking for my husband. It was a Thursday night and I looked forward to my three day weekend.

Jake and Jose were finally moving into Mason's house. They didn't have much to move because the fire destroyed all of their stuff. Jose's family was donating a lot that they'll need. I even offered the bedroom set from the room they were staying in downstairs.

They hoped to have their insurance settlement within a few more weeks so they can replace their cars. They were still using mine for the time being. It had become easier for me to carpool with them than Mason. They only worked about two miles away from me, and was definitely easier.

Except for today, though. When I walked out, there stood this sexy as hell guy leaning against his truck with his hat on backwards, his greasy uniform and work boots. "You waiting for someone?"

"Yeah, you might know her. She's about your height, has a perfect plump ass and tits. She's also pregnant with my kid."

I gave him a weird look. "I'm not sure I know anyone like that."

"How can you not? She's the sexiest woman I've ever seen, and let me tell you what she an do with her mouth." He gave me a seductive smile. "She definitely knows how to use it."

"She's that type of girl, huh?"

He stepped towards me. "You kind of look like her." He kissed my cheek. "And she's definitely that kind of girl. Are you that kind of girl?"

"Well, I didn't get pregnant just by looking." I rose up on my tip toes and kissed his neck. "I could definitely have a good time with a hot piece of man meat like you."

He jumped back and put his hand on his chest. "I beg your pardon. I am not man meat."

"Oh, but you are. You look just like this guy I married not too long ago. He knows how much I get turned on when he wears his baseball hat backwards. Every time I see him like that, my insides melt."

"Are they melting right now?" He stepped up to me again and looked down at me. "Because if that's the case, I may need to put you in my truck and take you home with me so I can fix your melting organs."

"And how exactly would you do that?"

"First, I'd have to shower to get all this grease off of me. Then I'd undress you, lay you out on my bed then shove my face between those beautiful thighs of yours..."

"Stop right there because if you keep talking to me like that, then you'll have to put my fat, pregnant ass in your truck and take care of me in this very parking lot."

"You're not fat. You're sexy and beautiful, and I don't have a problem pulling your scrubs down and fucking the shit out of you right here."

I slipped my arms around his waist. "I'm definitely the girl you're looking for, then."

"I was hoping you'd say that because my wife would kick my ass if she knew I was flirting with a woman that wasn't her."

"Okay, no more pretending. You need to take me home."

Mason leaned over and kissed me. "I think I like role playing."

"Me, too, but right now, I'm past the point of just a little horny after all that."

We made our way over to the passenger side and he helped me up then rushed to the driver side. As much as I wanted to mount him in this very parking lot, I could wait until we got home.

Thirty minutes later, we pulled into the driveway only to find Jose walking out with a box. He waited a few minutes for us to get out of the truck. "Moving already?" I peeked into his box to see a few pictures and books.

"Mason left the keys for us the morning. We're just getting a head start. My uncle's coming with a truck load of furniture on Saturday."

I felt Mason's hands on my shoulders. "Hey man, I can help when I get off work on Saturday."

"That would be greatly appreciated," Jose said with enthusiasm. "Jake doesn't think I'm strong enough to carry half the stuff."

I chuckled. "You are a little scrawny."

"Bite me, AnaB." Jose put his box down and moved only to pick me up bridal style. "Who's scrawny now?"

I laughed. "Okay, I believe you. Now put me down."

"Yeah, put my wife down, please." As soon as I was on my feet, Mason playfully pushed me towards the front door. "My wife and I have a date with the shower and our bed."

"I did not need to know that," Jose said as he bent down to pick up his box. "That'll be one thing I won't miss hearing. You two are loud enough to drown out a rock concert."

"Whatever," I said, rolling my eyes. "Besides, Mason can't be gagged the whole time."

Jose barked out laughter. "And here I thought it was you doing all the yelping."

"I do not yelp," Mason said defending himself before slapping my ass. "I grunt and groan and she screams and yelps."

"Oh, good God! Blah, blah, blah. I'm not hearing this," Jose chanted. "I'm leaving and I'm not coming back for at least an hour because we don't have a TV yet, and Jake isn't home to keep me company."

32 weeks pregnant...

"Do I have to go? There's going to be all these cackling mother hens and they're going to want to put their hands on me."

Mason gave me the look. "Yes, you have to go if I'm going. It's a baby shower slash BBQ. You'll have to act surprised when we get there. My mom will have a cow if you aren't. Plus, your mom said she'd cut my nuts off if you didn't go."

"Oh, we can't have that, now can we?"

My poor husband put his hand over his junk. "No, we can't. If your mom wants more grandchildren, then my jewels need to stay."

"Fine," I relented. "But you're not getting road head. I can barely move as it is. I'm never going to be able to push this baby out of my poor vagina."

"Baby, your pie will be just fine. You're practically a doctor and should know this or has our son sucked all your smartness out of you?"

"I'll have to ask Esme if that can really happen." I knew it couldn't, and I knew I would eventually be okay. On the other hand, I've never had a baby, so I had no clue what I was in for.

Mason looked at me funny. "Are you serious?"

"No, jackass. I want to pretend that the moment the baby's born that my body will instantly get rid of all my baby weight, and my crotch can sustain the beating it'll get when I give birth."

He reached up and scratched at his ear. "I didn't need that visual."

"Too bad. It's going to happen and you'll get to watch all of it."

"Let's go." Mason demanded. "You just had to say that shit because now, I have a horrible image of you having to throw your pussy lips over your shoulder just to walk." He walked over to the kitchen to put his wallet in his back pocket and his hat on.

I watched him as he adjusted his button up shirt that he had tucked in. It was still hard to believe how good looking he is. I feel lucky that he's in my life and chose me to spend his life with.

"You're staring at me, again. I can feel your eyes on me," he says as he turns around. "You do that a lot, you know."

"You also make my heart race, and you mesmerize me with your good looks. I can't help myself when it comes to looking at you. I feel lucky and fall more and more in love with you every day."

Mason took four long strides over to me and cupped my face with one hand. "And you get more and more beautiful every day." He pressed his forehead against mine. "I'm the lucky one. Not only do I have you, but our son, too."

I smiled up at him. "I love you."

"I love you, too." He pressed his lips to mine which led to his tongue pressing his way inside my mouth. The kiss was slow and loving until his free hand found my breast. I pushed him away. "We need to go now, or we'll be late."

"Yeah, I really want to keep my balls; we're pretty close."

I giggled. "Yeah, I kind of like them, too."

Thirty minutes later. "SURPRISE!"

As soon as we walked through the door at my dad's house, I was truly blown away by the loud, boisterous yell from everyone waiting on us. There were so many people in attendance that I'm absolutely stumped.

I covered my mouth from the shock and tears welled up. "Oh my God. What is this?"

My mom and Lizzy pulled me into a hug then Leah was next. "I know this is your day, but I have some news for you."

I pulled back and looked down at her stomach then back to her face. A huge smile spread across her face as she gave me a slight head nod. Then she put her finger to her lips for the universal sign to keep quiet. "We'll talk later," I told her.

I looked around at all the familiar faces. My little brother came running at me as soon as our eyes met. "Sissy!"

"Hi, buddy." I knelt down in front of him. "How's school with mommy?"

"Mommy's a good teacher. You should let your baby be here, too, for school."

I kissed his forehead. "That will be a while, bud. My baby is going to be your nephew."

"Nebfew?"

"Nephew," I corrected. His speech has come a long way over the last few months. I knew Leah was spending extra time with him for that very reason.

"Nephew," he repeated. "Do you want cake? There's cake and pigs in a blanket. Your name is on the cake."

I laughed. "Okay. I'll eat in a few minutes. Where's daddy?"

"He's by the grill with Phil and Chief. They're pretending to cook."

I looked up and saw my dad and a few other people with beers in their hands.

Mason slipped his arm around my waist, kissed my cheek and went to get a beer.

My dad saw me making my way towards him. "There's my girl."

"Hi, dad." I wrapped my arms around his waist and he kissed the top of my head. "Is Jake here?"

"Last time I saw him, he and Tinkerbell were in the kitchen."

I laughed at him. "I think Jose is far from a Tinkerbell. Maybe Deadpool."

That made all the men around me laugh.

"I take that as a compliment," I heard from behind us. We turned to see Jose and Jake walking up to where we were standing. "I think Jake is more like Tinkerbell."

"Screw you!" Jake said defensively. "Maybe Tinkerbell on steroids."

"At least you two admit you're fairies," dad says.

"Oh stop," I said playfully smacking my dads chest.

"Yeah, dad," Jake said. "Stop."

Jake had been calling my dad 'dad' since we were little. His parents are like my parents, too.

"Bella," I heard my mom as she stepped out onto the back patio. "We have some gifts for you and Mason to open. We really don't have anything planned out, so you can open them whenever you want."

I moved to hug her. "Thank you for doing this. We're not even close to being ready for this little guy." I rubbed my hand over my ever growing stomach.

"Do you have a name picked out yet?" Leah asked as she came to stand next to my dad.

"Phillip is a good name," my moms boyfriend says. "A good strong name."

"So is Edward," my husband says from behind me. "We really haven't talked about names, but those two names don't make the list."

For the rest of our stay at my dad's, we laughed, ate, laughed some more and opened our gifts. There was more than what we really needed or knew what to do with.

The doctors Cullen: Esme, Carlisle and Emmett chipped in to purchase an entire nursery set for us.

It was too bad they couldn't make the party. All three of them were out of town for the weekend for a conference in New York. Emmett promised to bring me a t-shirt back and a tiny Statue of Liberty nick-nack for my curio cabinet.

By the time we made it home, I was exhausted. The back of Mason's truck was full of stuff, so he waited for Jake and Jose to get home to come help him unload.

I wasn't sure how long I'd been sleeping when I felt my husband climb into bed behind me. I scooted closer and pressed my ass into his groin. "You get everything unloaded?"

Mason moved my hair away from my neck to kiss it. "All done," he mumbled against my skin. "And now I'm gonna do you."

"Mmm..." I hummed and pressed my ass into him more. "I think I'd like that very much."

I felt him ease his hand over my stomach and down between my legs where only my panties covered his target. "Your panties are already wet; you been dreaming about me?"

"Every night. You've been my dream guy ever since the day I woke up in your bed and screamed at you."

My panties were pushed to the side so Mason could slip his fingers between my wet folds. I lifted my leg to give him better access.

Our sexcapades seemed to last forever, but I wasn't complaining. He honestly turned me on just thinking about him. Once the baby is born, we were going to have to be creative to get each other off. He would be easy to take care of, but me, we'll have to wait to find out.

"We need to do this as much as we can before Chester is born." I was ready to straddle my husband when I pulled a name out of thin air to call our son.

"Chester?" Mason questioned.

"Yeah. You know Chester Bennington from Linkin Park. He was their lead singer until he committed suicide." Mason nodded as he gave me a look at said he wasn't born yesterday. Who doesn't know who Linkin Park is? "Our son is going to come out screaming like him."

"We're not naming our son Chester." He grabbed my hips and pulled me over him.

"No, we're not." I reached down and grasped him so I could ease my way down over him. We sighed in relief as soon as he was completely sheathed inside of me.

He didn't last much longer after my second orgasm hit me. "I'm going to miss this for six weeks."

"Me, too," I replied as we climbed back into bed after cleaning up. "Yeah, I'm sure me sucking you off will suffice until I get cleared from my doctor."

"I don't know if I could last six weeks without your pussy." He was whining like a spoiled child.

I rolled over to face him and placed my hand on his cheek. "I love you, and you'll be fine."

Thank you!

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