Chapter 1

BELLA
"Kevin Allen Scott"
"Winifred Millicent Sherman"
Oh my, Millie's first name is Winifred. I'd go by my middle name as well.
"Carson Marcus Shultz"
Poor Carson, he was the only guy in my women's studies class.
"Henry Alabaster Simons"
Thank god I won't have to listen to him clear his throat a hundred times a day
anymore.
"Isabella Marie Swan"
This would be the third time I had listened for my name to be called at a
graduation ceremony. First time was from high school in Phoenix. Second was
from college when I received my undergrad, and now I was getting my Masters in
Literature from Cornell University here in New York. This particular graduation
had been a long time coming. There had been many days I didn't think it would
happen. To say I'd had a few road blocks in the past few years would be a gross
understatement.
Walking across the stage, I was careful not to trip over my own feet. The last
thing I wanted was to end up with the most hits on a YouTube video. Dean
Peterson smiled and extended his hand out to me. I was leery to take it, no
telling where or rather in which graduating girl it has just been. I plastered on a
smile and held back the vomit that threatened to come up as I shook his hand.
The picture was taken and I took my empty diploma folder. Heaven forbid I owe
this school one more dime.
I turned to the audience as I heard the reason for all the hard work these past
few years. Full class schedules, summer school, online courses when I had to. But
it was all worth it, she was all worth it. Her big blue eyes were shining in the
bright light of the June sun, her dark brown ringlets bouncing as my dad bounced
her on his shoulders. She was my reason for everything, my one-year-old
daughter, Jessica.
I stepped off the stage and waved to my little miracle. I watched as she was so
excited and waved back, stopping to blow me kisses. Her giggles and kisses had
kept me going more times than I cared to remember.
Having my dad here was the icing on my cake today. He was the only guy in our
world right now and as far as I was concerned, it would stay that way indefinitely.
Men were lying, cheating pieces of slime, my dad, of course, excluded. The killer
part was that they were all the same. They would say nice things to you, take you
to nice places, and then expect you to have sex with them. Then when you did,
they dumped you and moved on to the next short skirt. Some took their time and

made you feel special; told you how beautiful you were, how nice you smelled.
But in the end, the outcome was always the same. They were all the same.
I didn't always feel that way. I was in love once, with Jessica's father, Mike
Newton. I thought he hung the moon. He could do no wrong, and I just knew I
would spend the rest of my life with him. We started dating our junior year of
high school. Our fathers both worked in law enforcement and our families were
always around each other. He even proposed after my graduation from college.
We moved in together and life was really good, until I told him I was pregnant
with Jessica.
At first, he seemed excited and would talk to my stomach. Then shortly after we
returned from a holiday trip home when I was about five months along, he came
in one night and said he didn't love me anymore. He moved out and went back to
Phoenix. I was left to have our baby alone and raise her by myself. It was during
the first few months after Jessica was born that I ran low on money. My electric
bill was due, and I needed to buy groceries. I took the engagement ring Mike had
given me to the pawn shop, only to find out that it wasn't real. The pawn shop
owner was a woman, and she took pity on me and gave me one hundred dollars
for a cheap piece of tin and cut glass.
I called my mom back in Phoenix to cry on her shoulder about Mike, but she
became so angry that she refused to have anything to do with me or Jessica. My
father called me later to tell me that apparently Mike and my mother had been
having an affair. They had been together for a while. Now I understood why he
didn't love me anymore, he had my mother to take care of him.
A month later, my father filed for divorce and moved from Arizona to a small
town in the Pacific Northwest. He was offered the job of police chief and said he
loved it there. So in two days' time, I would make the cross-country trip with my
father and daughter from New York and begin my new life in in the tiny town of
Forks, Washington.
Three new "D's" were now my mantra. I was determined to make a better life for
my daughter, devoted to her above all others, and I would be damned if I'd ever
let another man have a chance to hurt us again.
Thank you so much to everyone for the over whelming response to this
fiction. As I said, this is a strong Bella story. Edward wont enter into the
picture for a few chapters. Several people have asked what my posting
schedule is going to be and the clear answer is, Sundays and
Wednesdays.
Thank you so much to Dollybigmomma, my amazing beta. Holly Higgins
who keeps my facebook page looking pretty. If you would like to see
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DIAPERS, DIPLOMAS, AND DEADBEAT DADS
Chapter 2

Cleaning out my apartment didn't take long. The new tenant who was taking over
was a broke college student and had bought all of my old furniture for cheap.
Once we had all our suitcases and Jessica's toys packed into my SUV, we headed
west for our cross-country drive.
I was glad I would have things somewhat settled before we arrived in Forks. My
Nana Swan had died when I was ten and in her will, she had left ten thousand
dollars to each of her grandchildren. My father was a smart man and had invested
it for me. With that money, I was able to purchase my car and put down a
deposit on the house I would be renting in Washington.
Jessica was secured in the center of the back seat, her toys surrounding her and
the DVD player playing all of her favorite movies. My dad thought we could take
our time and make a vacation out of it. He thought it would be cool for us to see
the little towns in between New York and Washington. I took the time he was
driving to begin planning ways to increase the number of activities the people of
Forks could utilize the library for; optimizing it's operating costs and boosting
patronage.
When my father first contacted me about the position being open, I highly
doubted I would get it. I sent in my resume and when I received a phone call a
few days later, I was floored when I was offered the position. My excitement was
dashed a little when Mrs. Coup informed me there would be conditions to my
employment. The city had been monitoring the number of people that visited the
library annually and sadly, the number had decreased each year. With the
technology of today, it was no real surprise. I mean why go to the library when
you could log into your computer at home while still in your pajamas. I had a
huge task ahead of me. But first I needed to take a look at what they had to offer
as far as books and periodicals.
My father told me the library was located on the main street in town and that it
was a fairly new building; beyond that, he wasn't certain. So my first task would
be to take a tour. I had planned to do that without introducing myself first. I
wanted to see how they ran the place without expecting me to be there, kind of
like visiting someone before they could do the quick cleanup people did when
they knew someone was coming over to visit. I wanted to see if the current
workers there were knowledgeable and helpful. I wanted to see what the layout
was like, whether it was accessible to all ages.
The first day of our trip went really well. Jessica slept off and on and when we
would stop to look at different attractions, she would point and giggle. My father
insisted on carrying her everywhere, it was nice to have a second set of hands for
a change. We stopped at a farmer's market late in the afternoon, they had a mini
festival going on in the town and we took a short walk with Jessica. She found a
puppy petting booth and she squealed with delight when the owner set her in the
middle of the puppies and they all surrounded her and began to lick her all over
her face.
When we pulled into a hotel not far off the interstate for the night, my father
went to the little grocery store located across the street and came out with a sixpack for he and I to share and a stuffed, floppy-eared puppy for Jessica. Her eyes
lit up when he pulled it out of the bag and handed it to her. She cuddled it into
her tiny chubby hands and hugged it and placed kisses on its face. She drifted off
to sleep with the dog still wrapped in her arms. Dad and I sat out on the tiny
balcony with the door open so we could hear Jessica if she woke. With my feet
propped up against the railing and a cold beer in my hand, I closed my eyes and

for the first time since I had given birth to Jessica, I truly exhaled. I cleared every
thought out of my head and just relaxed while I drank that beer. My father didn't
say a single word as I enjoyed every single drop. When he handed me the second
one, he softly began to speak.
"I'm proud of you, Bella."
I knew he was, but it still felt good to hear him say it.
"I know you could've given up and just settled, but you didn't and I'm so damn
proud you didn't."
I smiled back at him, extending my beer bottle and tapping his.
"Thanks, Dad."
As we finished off the six-pack that night, he told me about little things to expect
in Forks. How the meeting place was the local diner. How the school had an
incredible football team, which he said wasn't surprising as the coach was a
former NFL player.
"How can they possibly afford to pay that kind of money to the football coach? I
mean he had to make a fortune playing football."
Dad was in the middle of taking a drink. When he finished, he responded, "He
moved there to be close to his wife's family, the Cullen's. Good family, decent
people. Two of them are doctors in town. I'm sure you'll meet them"
Jessica woke at around three o'clock in the morning. Dad got up and told me he
would get her. I quickly drifted off to sleep, waking only when the smell of fresh
coffee filled my nose. Jessica was sitting in her roll-away crib, babbling to her
stuffed puppy. She smiled as I approached her and held the puppy up for me to
take. I placed several kisses on the puppy's face and then picked her up from the
crib.
"Mmmm, so good, my favorite Jessica kisses."
I continued to kiss and blow raspberries on her neck and cheek. She laughed and
hugged me back. Once we ate a light breakfast, we were back on the road.
I had been very blessed with Jessica being such a good and healthy baby. Dad
told me to pray that it stayed that way. I was never more grateful that the new
job came with medical insurance. As we continued our drive, Jessica included the
word "Papa" to her vocabulary. She learned very quickly that her papa had a very
deep soft spot for everything Jessica.
When we stopped the last night just outside Chicago, I received a response to an
email I had sent to the National Federation of Literacy. Depending on what
current books were available, they were willing to send us a number of best
sellers to add to our collection. They also had granted us a large amount of
money to install online access as they had no record of Fork public library having
internet connections in their system.
I had also contacted every major magazine in the country to see if we received a
current copy. Most denied and I knew that would be at the top of my to-do list. I

also contacted several children's literacy organizations and they were waiting for
me to advise them of any supplies we needed.
We had stopped in Chicago and my dad insisted we have some authentic Chicago
deep-dish pizza. While we sat eating, there was an emergency across the street
and the fire department was called. I watched as the firemen pulled out different
tools as they ran into the building. The police arrived as well as an ambulance
and I watched as they each did their different jobs with skill. When the
emergency was over, I watched as the firemen began to clean up. One really
large one in particular took his huge coat off and was standing directly in front of
me as he rolled up a large line of hose. Watching his very well-developed muscles
working as his arms and hands twisted and turned the hose, I noticed a hint of a
tattoo peeking out of his sweat-covered t-shirt. I wondered what it would be like
to touch that tattoo. Mike was a very skinny, scrawny guy. He had very little
muscle mass and I had secretly wished to be loved by a man who took care of his
body. I looked up to see the handsome fireman looking back at me. He caught
my eye and winked. I quickly turned my attention to my father who was sitting
between me and Jessica.
"He's just a man with a hose, baby girl."
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Dad, I have no interest in men or their damn hoses. They're nothing but
trouble." His eyebrow raised in my direction. "Present company excluded, of
course," I quickly added.
My dad chewed his food slowly; I knew he was working on something to say to
me. Jessica was pointing to the lights atop the fire truck mesmerized.
"Bella, I hope you don't really believe that about all men."
"What, that most men are lying, cheating, slime-balls who'll say anything to bed
you and then break you? All the good ones are either taken or gay."
He chuckled at me and then shook his head. "Mark my words, Bella, there'll be a
man come along who'll knock your socks off and you'll forget all about the crap
Mike did to you."
Not in this lifetime, I thought to myself.
We left Chicago and the hot fireman behind the next morning. Not before I had to
slip into the bathroom and release some pressure caused by the sight of those
rippling muscles, though. I had an arsenal of toys I had purchased even while in a
relationship with Mike. He wasn't particularly well-endowed and most times he
just couldn't hold off so that I could finish, so I'd learned to take care of myself. I
had the best of both worlds now, I always got off and I didn't have to worry about
whom else had been there besides me.
The last day we spent in the car was by far the hardest. Jessica was full on fussy
and sick of being in her car seat. I had gotten my period and wanted chocolate
and a heating pad, and my dad kept getting calls from the station that only he
could handle. I had never been happier to see the sign we passed that clearly
read, "Forks Welcomes You."

I just hoped it really did.

Chapter 3
I looked around at the various buildings and businesses as I was driving through
town to drop my father off at his house.
"Bella, that building on the left is the library."
While I waited at the stoplight, I noticed a pharmacy on the corner with what
looked to be a wide driveway, and beside that stood my new challenge. The brick
flat-roofed building did indeed look newer. The front windows looked to be in
need of a good cleaning and the parking lot had only a few cars in it. I wanted to
pull in and take a look, but at that moment, Jessica decided to let out a sobbing
cry, completely ending that thought.
I noticed the Thriftway wasn't far from the library, with a sporting goods store in
the same parking lot.
"Turn right at the next street."
I followed my father's instructions and drove down the tree-lined street. All of the
homes were on the smaller side, but all had very nice lawns and the houses were
well-kept. As I continued to drive, I noticed the street signs indicating the
hospital was close.
"This is my street. The hospital is just two more blocks that way," he pointed to
the front of my car and then gave me a knowing glance. "Just keep following this
road as it curves around."
This town was looking to be very easy to get around.
"There, that white house on the left there."
I had spotted his mailbox. SWAN was printed on it in black block letters. The
house was two stories, white, and very Charlie-like. His police cruiser was parked
in the driveway. I pulled in behind it, and as I went to turn the car off, I noticed
his front door fly open and a beautiful dark-haired woman came running down the
front steps.
"Oh, you're home! You're home!"
The woman wrapped her arms around my dad and he her. They kissed and then
looked longingly into each other's eyes. I blushed as I turned to open the back of
my car and get dad's things out. It seemed there were things my dad had
neglected to tell me. I wasn't mad; he deserved to be happy after
what she haddone to him. He was far braver than me if he was willing to open
himself up for heartache again.
"Bella," dad called my name as he walked hand-in-hand around my car with the
woman. Jessica had fallen back asleep and I hoped she would stay that way long
enough to get home.
"Bella, this is Sue, my girlfriend."

He didn't look at me as he introduced her. I could remember looking at Mike that

way once. I shook the thought from my mind and turned my smile on. I extended
my hand out to shake hers. She had other ideas, though, and pulled me into a
bone-crushing hug.
"Oh, you're even more beautiful than your pictures. I can't wait to meet Jessica."
She hugged me tighter and rocked me back and forth. I looked at my father over
the top of her shoulder; he could only smile wider as he watched us.
She finally released me from the hug, but kept both hands on my shoulders.
"Charlie, she'd be perfect for my nephew, Jacob."
Before I could protest, she threw her hands in the air excitedly and began
speaking so fast I was hard pressed to keep up.
"I know, I'll make my fry bread and have everyone over for dinner. It'll be perfect
as they stare at each other longingly. It'll be a May wedding; she can wear an offwhite dress since she clearly isn't a virgin."
I was certain she was no longer speaking to me, more like about me.
"Bella, you'll have to forgive Sue, she reads far too many romance novels," dad
chuckled as he pulled Sue from her fantasy wedding. They both began to laugh as
Sue completely admitted she read them far too much. Lovely.
I gently closed the back door and bid my father and Sue goodbye. Sue insisted
that I take a Tupperware container of food home so I could just relax from our
long drive. I thanked her and escaped once again from her bear hug.
I had placed my new address into my GPS when I first got the car back in New
York. I hit the find button and discovered my new home was only around the
corner. I was happy, but I was still leery as I feared Sue would feel the need to
mother me. A mother was the last thing I wanted right now.
I slowly backed out of the driveway and headed home. I checked my rearview
mirror and noticed Jessica was still asleep and I sent up a silent prayer that she
would stay that way until I at least got into my new driveway.
The houses on my street were a bit larger and also nicely kept. The leasing office
had sent my garage door opener and house keys with my father. As I pulled into
the driveway, I smiled, as for the first time in a long while, I felt like things were
going to be alright. It was as if I belonged here.
After pulling into the garage, I pulled my sweaty sleeping baby out of her car
seat. The motion caused her to open her eyes and a huge smile broke across her
face.
"Well, hello, my love."
I kissed her rosy cheek and she began to rub the sleep from her eyes. I shut the
car door and placed the new key into the locked door that led into the kitchen.

The property manager had explained that the owners had purchased this house
at a bank auction and then had remodeled it. She had sent me several photos of
the home, but none of them did it justice. I'd really lucked out when the agent
told me it came furnished and decorated if I wanted it. I ran my hand over the
polished granite countertops in the eat-in kitchen. The house smelled of new
wood and fresh paint. The kitchen looked as if it was ready to be photographed
for a magazine. I made my way out of the kitchen and into what I assumed would
be my new formal dining room. It was simple, yet it was decorated quite nicely
with red and gold accents. The next room was the living room, the high ceilings
and skylights made the room very inviting. Down the hall I found a bathroom that
was decorated in beige and white. It was classic and elegant. The next two rooms
were empty and smaller. I quickly decided one would be Jessica's room and the
other a playroom. I had gotten rid of her crib as I had plans of getting her a bed
she could grow with. I had ordered one from a catalog and according to the UPS
tracking site, it should arrive tomorrow. So for tonight, she would sleep in her
playpen.
The next room I was certain had been designed to be a den, but the owners had
made it into an office. I loved how it looked out into the backyard. It was then
that Jessica noticed the large play area out there. She pointed at the swing and
shouted, "Me!"
I chuckled at her joy and agreed with her, it would be hers while we lived here.
The next room blew me away. It was my bedroom and it was huge. It was
decorated to look so elegant. The kind-sized platform bed was set against the far
wall. The dark wood of the bedroom furniture only highlighted the gold and reds
in the bedding and draperies. The head of the bed was covered in a mountain of
pillows. I looked to Jessica as I walked quickly over to the bed. We both laughed
as I flung us onto the bed and into the pillows. I turned her on her back and
began to tickle her and blow raspberries on her belly.
Once we had roughed up the bed, I noticed it was getting dark outside. I pulled
Jessica from the bed and walked back into the kitchen. The Tupperware container
Sue had sent over held the makings for a large turkey and cheese sandwich,
chips, cookies, and two juice boxes. As we sat at the kitchen island and shared
that food, I couldn't help but think that a slice of turkey had never tasted so
good.
I cleaned up our mess and then unloaded the car. Once that was done, I filled the
large tub up in my bathroom that came complete with jets. I sat Jessica in the
warm water amidst the mountain of bubbles. She giggled and splashed and then
began to rub her sleepy eyes. I drained the tub and then dressed her in her
pajamas. I lay beside her in my bed as she took a strand of my hair and quietly
played with it. It was calming for not only her, but for me as well. Once she was
snoring softly, I placed her in her playpen so that I could go in and take a very
hot bath. I kept the jets off and the door open in case Jessica woke. There were
candles around the tub and I lit them, lying back and just enjoying the silence of
the house. Tomorrow I would need to hit the grocery store and see if I could find
a Target or Wal-Mart. I also needed to go visit the daycare center I had enrolled
Jessica in. But most of all, I was dying to walk into that library.
The next morning, bright sunlight streamed through the blinds that I had
completely forgotten to close last night. Jessica was still sleeping soundly in her
playpen. I decided to quickly jump in the shower as I had a lot of things I needed
to do today. I wanted to kiss the person who had decided the waterfall and side-

spraying shower nozzles were a good idea as I enjoyed possibly the best shower
I'd ever had.
Ready for my day, I found my sweet baby girl babbling away to her puppy my
dad had given her. Once she saw me standing in the doorway, her arms went up
and she smiled her famous happy smile at me. I quickly pulled her from her
playpen and showered her with kisses. Jessica loved Pop-Tarts and I allowed her
to have them only once or twice per week. With the grocery situation as it was,
today would be a Pop-Tart day. I had just finished cleaning her up and had my
keys in hand to head out when my doorbell rang. I rolled my eyes as I thought it
might be Sue making an early morning visit.
The heavy wooden door had the most beautiful cut lead glass inserts. It caused
the light coming in to be distorted. The two long windows on either side matched
the glass. I opened the door, not to find a waiting Sue, but the tallest blonde
woman I had ever seen. She stood at my door looking like she was ready to walk
the catwalk. Her clothes were a bit risqu for my taste as her shirt barely held in
her ample breasts. Her midriff was on full display and her short skirtwell, I was
certain Jessica could have worn it and it might have even been small on her.
"Oh, hello, doll," the blonde's husky voice sounded and it was quickly clear that
she was a heavy smoker. Her long red nails, clearly acrylic, wound around a
strand of her over-processed hair.
"Hello."
"I'm Tanya, I live across the street," I watched as she motioned to the house
directly across from mine. It looked like the rest of the houses on the street,
except for the white Mercedes parked in the driveway. "Is your husband home?"
I shook my head no, unable to explain that there was no husband before she
interrupted me.
"Ohpity. We could use some more men around this neighborhood."
She looked at Jessica who sat on my right hip.
"Well, with such a pretty little girl, there must be a boyfriend or baby daddy
around, is he available?"
Ladies and gentleman, we had ourselves a bonafide cougar. I had seen my fair
share of women like this one. She preferred the younger men, regardless of who
they belonged to; however, she kept a few older ones around to suit her needs as
well. I was certain that Mercedes was one of those needs some poor soul had
bought for her.
"I'm sorry, Tanya, I don't mean to be rude or anything, but I have a busy day
and I can assure you I don't have a man of any sort or fashion in my home."
She looked me up and down and scowled.
"Well, honey, if you don't mind me saying, you've got all the equipment, you just
need the right touches and we could fix your man situation. I mean despite being
as pretty as you are, your clothes are screaming old librarian."

I was certain she was trying to be nice. I took it as a compliment since I WAS a
librarian.
"Well, Tanya, I don't really want any of that type of attention, if you get my
meaning. I'm allergic to penicillin and don't want to worry about any new
diseases that are out there."
She placed her hand on her hip and smiled.
"I like you, if you change your mind; I'm right across the street."
With that, she turned and began sashaying back across the street, her skirt not
quite covering her ass cheeks. Her five-inch hooker heels clicked away as she
swayed her hips. I watched as she waved to several balding gentlemen who were
working on catching flies with their mouths hanging open. The house next to hers
had an older couple sitting on their porch and I watched as the old man held up
his hand to wave at her, only to have his wife slap it down.
"Wait until they find out about you," I said to Jessica as I closed the door.
This was going to be an interesting place to live for sure.
1. When will we see Edward?
Well, first I want to show that Bella is a hard-core working girl who can balance
everything. She's serious when she says that she feels all men are slime balls.
This particular Bella won't be found crying on her pillow or falling asleep in
anyone's arms. She's a stand-up-and take-charge kind of gal. Edward will make
his appearance when he's needed, not a moment prior.
2. Is Tanya going to be trouble?
Hehe...nope, Tanya will be for comic relief only.
3. Will this be HEA?
Come on, guys, who's writing this? I'm a HEA whore.
4. Is Jacob going to get in the middle?
I'm going to defer that answer for now. Trust me, the biggest drama will be
brought on by Bella and Edward themselves, they won't need any help.
Thank you...Thank you...Thank you to Dollybigmomma, my super speed beta.
Trust me, she did a lot of reconstructive surgery on this chapter. Also to Holly
Higgins, who makes the pages come alive with her photos.
DIAPERS, DIPLOMAS, AND DEADBEAT DADS
Chapter 4
After my interesting run-in with my new neighbor, Tanya, I finally made it out the
door and over to the Thriftway. I picked up just a few essentials since I was in a
hurry and approached the checkout. I stood there and watched as the slutty-

looking cashier talked into her cell phone and flicked old nail polish from her
fingernails.
I cleared my throat, but she ignored me and continued to talk into her cell phone,
her ass firmly parked on the conveyer belt.
"Excuse me," I looked pointedly at the back of her head.
She continued to ignore me.
I decided that the best approach would be to leave the grocery shopping to last
and hope for a shift change. That way I could hopefully check out with someone
who actually had a brain, and my milk, meat, and ice cream would still be good
when I returned home. With that in mind, I left my armful of groceries sitting
there and headed off toward Jessica's daycare. I hoped that by the time that
stupid checker hung up and looked on the counter behind her, the juicy package
of hamburger I'd left sitting there would have leaked nasty blood onto the
counter and soaked the ass of her white, too-tight jeans.
Happy Campers Playschool was located directly behind the library. I walked
through the front doors to find that the next set of doors was locked. I noticed
that there was a keypad on the left side of the door and an intercom button. I
pressed the button and waited patiently. Less than a minute passed before I
received a response. What surprised me was that a television monitor lit up and a
beautiful blonde lady appeared on the screen.
"Hello, how can I help you?" Her voice was very calm and pleasant and she was
even prettier than my neighbor, Tanya.
"Hello, yes, my name is Isabella Swan..."
Before I could even finish, the door buzzed and she spoke quickly as she
instructed me to enter.
"I've been waiting so long to finally meet you!" I was quickly grabbed into a tight
hug. "I'm Rose Hale-Cullen and I'm the owner around here. Chief Swan has told
me so much about this little beauty." She picked up Jessica's hand and stroked
her tiny fingers. What surprised me was that Jessica reached for her. "Oh, my
goodness, we're going to be good friends aren't we, little one."
Jessica began her babbles and then handed her stuffed puppy to Rose. Rose
answered her back as if they were having a conversation and she was interested
in everything Jessica was saying.
"Ms. Jessica, how about we take your momma on a tour and then I'm going to
steal you away for a few hours so she can get some work done."
Rose's smile was electric and Jessica was quite taken with her. This made me feel
a lot better about leaving her here. I followed them down a long hall, the smell of
bubble gum and sugar was in the air. We passed several doors that were made of
glass and you could see the children playing inside. Every room was brightly
decorated and they looked quite clean considering the children actively playing
inside.

Rose pointed out several safety measures they had, including direct lines to the
hospital and fire department. She also told me they had several high school girls
that came in the afternoon to watch children for their community service
requirement for graduation. I asked her about that requirement and she
explained that the school system here required every senior to complete at least
twenty hours of community service in order to graduate. Most of the seniors
wanted more hours than the requirement as it looked really good on college
applications. That information gave me a huge idea.
Rose asked me if I would allow Jessica to play with the other children for a few
hours today so that she would slowly get used to being here. I thought it was a
wonderful idea and so I agreed.
When I had rented our home, the property manager had sent me a form to
complete. It was a standard form that I was to fill out to note any damage that
was in the house when I moved in. I didn't see any so I decided to stop by the
office and drop the form off.
The office was directly across from the Thriftway so I quickly parked my car and
went in. Once inside, I noticed it looked like your standard real-estate office;
pictures and descriptions of current properties for sale. There was a chamber of
commerce gold plaque hanging on the wall, as well as a series of "Best of Forks"
awards for the past five years.
I approached the desk that stood just inside the office. No one was sitting at it,
but I could hear a voice talking on the phone. I blocked out the conversation as
best I could, but it was hard. The young lady was very adamant about what she
trying to tell the person on the other end.
"But she's such a pretty girl, Edward."
It was then she noticed me standing there and the look in her eye as she took me
in was one of surprise. She got this knowing look on her face and then held her
index finger up to me, silently asking me to hold on for one moment.
"Edward, forget what I said, I'll call you back, big change of plans."
She quickly hung up the phone and then hurried over to the desk.
"Good morning, you're Isabella Swan, aren't you?" I was floored that she knew
who I was. I smiled as I held out my hand to shake hers. "I'm Alice Whitlock and
I'm so glad you've finally made it. You've been the talk of the gossip circle this
morning. Have you gotten settled in at the house? How is your daughter, Jessica?
Rose said she's just the sweetest thing she's ever laid eyes on. Don't you dare let
that Tanya scare you away; she's just trying to latch on to any new man that
comes into this town. She's been trying for years to get my brother in the sack
with her, but he has taste. I swear that skank is so loose that when she was a
cheerleader in high school, she suctioned to the floor when she did the splits."
I would swear she'd said all of that without taking a single breath and I was
exhausted just listening to her.
I smiled as I made certain she was finished with her questions.

"Yes, I'm Isabella. However, please, call me Bella. I'm glad to have made it as
that was a very long drive. Not sure if I like the whole gossip circle thing. I have
several things I need to acquire to finally get settled in and get the house in
order. I have to agree with Rose about Jessica, but I am her mother. As for
Tanya, she's proving good for a laugh factor."
Alice began to laugh along with me as I finished.
"She's that and more, I can assure you," Alice added.
Alice was a classic beauty. Her bright green eyes stood out from her beautiful
porcelain skin. Her long wavy dark hair perfectly framed her face.
"So, tell me all about you. Any boyfriendgirlfriend?"
I laughed and dropped my head, "No, no time for men, and honestly, I don't ever
see myself being with women that way."
Alice continued to smile and look at me in a manner that was quite alarming. It
was as if she was seeing my future playing out in her mind.
"Listen, Alice, I have several things I need to get done and not a lot of time to do
them. Here's the form you asked me to fill out for you. The house is beautiful by
the way."
She took the form and smiled as she glanced over it quickly.
"Bella, I understand, and please let me know if you need anything. I'll tell my
mother that you like the house."
Her words stopped me in my tracks.
"I'm sorry; did you say your mother?"
Alice's eyes lit up again. "Yes, my mother has a hobby of buying houses and
fixing them up. She did yours and my brother's, mine and Rose's, too."
I wanted to meet Alice's mom, she had amazing talent and impeccable taste, and
I hoped she would lend a hand if I ever decided to buy a house. However, I had
to get through my conditional employment first.
"Well, please tell your mom thank you for me."
I quickly left the office and decided to stop by the library. I wanted to see for
myself what the problem was with it that was causing less and less people to use
it.
I parked my car behind the building and immediately noticed that there were a
number of empty beer boxes, broken beer bottles, and cigarette butts near the
back door, and random trash was literally everywhere. I would speak to my
father to see if he could have the police patrol here at night. I looked up and
noticed that the security light was completely busted and made a note to have it
replaced on Monday. The first thing I noticed when I went to open the door was
that there were no identifying markers that this was the library. I was certain that

if you had lived here your entire life, you would naturally know that. However, if
my dad hadn't shown it to me, I would have never guessed it.
There were no hours of operation posted and the glass doors looked as if they
hadn't been cleaned in several months. Once inside, my nose was hit with what
reminded me of an old wet diaper. I covered my mouth and nose as I continued
in. On one wall was a vending machine that was mostly empty. Next to it was a
very ancient Coke machine. I watched in horror as a cockroach crawled between
the Coke sign and the glass. There was a stain on the carpet that appeared to still
be wet. I glanced around to find the carpet torn in many places. The tables that
looked to have once housed lamps in the center were drawn on and only a few
chairs remained. I noticed two women working behind the desk. The first was a
very pretty dark-haired girl. She was busy stacking books and removing due-back
cards from the front sleeves. The second was a blonde-haired girl who was sitting
atop the counter, talking on her cell.
"Miss? Excuse me, Miss?" I tapped my hand on the counter to get her attention.
It worked only to aggravate her as she met my glance and then proceeded to
snap her fingers at the brown-haired girl whose arms were now full of books.
The brown-haired girl looked at her, the blonde mouthed to her that she was on
the phone, and then she pointed at me. The poor brown-haired girl looked as if
she was worn out. I shook my head at her and looked back to the blonde who I
had figured out by now was talking with a boy.
I had witnessed enough; this was going to be a very tough job; one that I wanted
badly to tackle.
"May I help you, Ma'am?"
The brown-haired girl had loaded the book cart and returned to help me. Looking
at her, she reminded me of myself in so many ways. Her long dress was nearly
touching her white tennis shoes. I could tell the grey cardigan she was wearing
was her favorite as it was well worn. Her hair was pulled back at the top half of
her head, her glasses perched and secured to her face.
"Yes, your name, please?"
"Angela, Angela Webber."
I saw the blonde roll her eyes and continue to talk on her phone.
"Hi, Angela, I was wondering if you could show me where any of your Jane
Austen books are located."
Angela pushed her glasses up against the top of her nose. "If we had copies of
any of Ms. Austen's books, I'd gladly show you where they were, Ma'am."
I looked at her puzzled. Had any?
"You don't have any?"
Angela looked to the blonde and then lowered her voice. At this point, I'd had
enough of the rudeness of the blonde, so I turned my attention to her.

I'd had this professor in college who was duller than watching paint dry. Many
people fell asleep in his class. When he caught one of the students doing that, he
would make his way over to their desk and place his face directly in line with their
sleeping one. When the sleeping student awoke, his face was right there to scare
the shit out of them.
I decided to use what I had learned from him. I turned my back to the desk and
then placed my hands behind me. I lifted myself up and sat on the desk. The
blonde was too busy talking and didn't notice me. I then turned my entire body
around and faced her.
Not certain how long I sat beside her before she noticed me, I learned that a guy
named Sam was screwing someone named Emily behind his cousin's back. I
learned that the football coach at the high school was very hot when he wore his
muscle shirt and flexed for the girls, and that her aunt had volunteered to take
Vanessa's baby to the doctor so that she could get a good look at Dr. Cullen.
I was becoming nauseous at her ramblings on others' lascivious behaviors. I
reached over and took the phone from her hand. She had wasted entirely too
much time on her personal phone call.
"Hey!" she shouted as I hit the end button on her phone. I tossed it back to her
as I pushed myself behind the counter.
"Don't you hey me," I spun around and pointed my finger in her face.
"Who the fuck"
I smiled as I cut off her sentence. "I'm Ms. Swan, your fucking boss. For how
long, that remains to be seen."
Her eyes became huge and she looked me up and down. I looked to an openmouthed Angela who quickly turned and made her way to the book cart.
"Hold it, Angela."
Angel stopped pushing the cart, but did not look up at me.
"You are?" I questioned the still-stunned blonde.
"Um"
I chuckled to myself, she wasn't as confident facing me as she had been bossing
around poor Angela.
"Hurry up, Pop-Tart, the questions get more complex from here."
She looked to Angela who was still looking down at the book cart.
I snapped my fingers in her face and gave her a look that said, "I'm waiting."
"Irina."
"See, I knew you could do it. Do you have it written on your hand somewhere?"

I watched as she looked at both of her hands, turning them as she continued to
look at them. This one was a real winner.
I heard the wheels squeaking on the book cart and turned back to Angela.
"Hold it, Mary Poppins. I have something else for you to do."
I watched as Angela released the handle of the cart, her head remained down.
"In the time I've been here, it seems that Angela does all of the work. So that
would tell me she knows what the procedures are around here."
Angela began to slowly look up at me. Clearly, no one had ever noticed this or
took the time to say anything to her.
"Irina, go and put those books away," I tossed my hand in the direction of the
book cart. "Angela, come and show me my office, we have things to discuss."
I began to walk toward Angela and left Irina to do some real work today. I looked
back to see Irina with her mouth hanging open.
"Irina, do you need something?"
I watched as she looked from the cart to me and back again.
"You want me to touch those?" she pointed at the cart.
"No, Pop-Tart, I want you to stare at them and see if they'll put themselves away.
Yes, I want you to actually touch them. Place them back where they go. Then
come see me in my office for further instructions."
I began to turn around and walk toward Angela. I noticed the sly grin that was
now growing on Angela's face. I would find out the story there. I turned one last
time to see if Irina had moved, only to find her reaching for her phone again.
"Pop-Tart, you call one more person and I promise you it'll be the last thing you
do as an employee here."
She then looked to me and I would swear to god that this was what she actually
said with a straight face: "But you said to see if they'd put themselves away."
Oh, dear god in heaven, after all I had witnessed today, I really hoped stupidity
wasn't something they put in the water here...
Thank you to my beta aka Dr. Dollybigmomma. She once again took the
scalpel to this chapter and made it a beauty queen. Also a huge thanks to
Holly the pretty lady that goes in search of pictures to make these pages
come to life.
With that being said, here in the US, we are about to celebrate Thanks
giving. I won't go into a history lesson as that is why we have Google.
The point to my rambling is that with the holiday comes family time and
all of you know that family is always first. The next few chapters may not
get updated on time and I won't apologize for that. To all my fellow

Americans, Happy turkey day and to all of my European friends, thanks

for staying with me.
DIAPERS, DIPLOMAS, AND DEADBEAT DADS
Chapter 5
My meeting with Angela lasted much longer than I had planned. I looked to my
watch to discover that an hour had already passed. The information, however,
was worth the loss of time. I discovered that the old director, Mr. Jenks, had
received many grants for improvements in the past years on behalf of the library,
but he had chosen to place all the money in an interest-bearing account instead
of doing the needed repairs. The cheap bastard deserved a swift kick in the ass as
far as I was concerned, and I wanted to know where the hell all that money had
gone.
I learned we had four full-time employees on staff, yet the library was closed on
the weekends, when it would have been the most prudent time to be open.
Angela shared with me that she had worked at the library since she was a senior
at Forks high school and that she felt at home here and had no desire to go
anywhere else. My blood boiled when she told me how she had made the mistake
of telling Irina of her crush on Ben Cheney, the owner of the local butcher shop.
Irina had told her sister, Kate, who had then told their aunt, who it didn't surprise
me to learn was my neighbor, Tanya. They had all teased Angela relentlessly and
now she avoided him at all costs. What did disturb me was how it was rumored
that Irina had intentionally seduced Ben with the intent to, and I quote, "Give him
a test drive for Angela." If this rumor was in fact true, it just confirmed yet again
that men were slime balls.
I decided that, based on this new information, some big changes were on the
horizon. I sent all of the employees a message that a mandatory meeting was to
be held this week and then said goodbye to Angela and headed out to pick up my
baby girl.
I felt terrible that I had left Jessica much longer than I had originally planned. As
I entered the daycare, I could hear my little girl squealing with laughter. Her
laugh was music to my ears and I quickly made my way to the playroom where I
had left her earlier. I found Rose sitting in the middle of the room, two little girls
on her lap. Jessica had Rose's face in her tiny hands, attempting to blow
raspberries on her cheek, while the other little girl did the same to the other
cheek. They were having such a good time that I almost didn't want to break this
up.
"Mama!" Jessica finally said as she noticed me standing there.
"Hi, sweet girl."
Jessica removed herself from Rose's lap and began to toddle her way to the door
to get me. I bent over and wrapped my arms around her, taking in her warm
baby smell.
"Oh, how I missed you."
I hugged her tightly and moved my body side to side, causing her to giggle.

Her tiny hands found my face and she began to blow raspberries on my cheek
now. I couldn't help but laugh and thank her.
"Nothing quite like baby spit on your face, huh, Mom?"
I looked to Rose who was now holding the second little girl. It was then I noticed
the child's bright green eyes and strawberry ringlets. I smiled as Jessica began to
blow kisses at the little girl and she returned the gesture.
"It seems our Lilly and your Jessica are best friends now."
I smiled as I looked back at Jessica. She was having a conversation with Lilly,
using words that only Lilly understood.
"Well, I'll have to contact her family and set up some play dates then."
Rose smiled at me as she shifted Lilly to her other hip. "Well, that'd be very easy
if you accept her grandmother's invitation to dinner this evening."
I shouldn't have been surprised, as I had learned all day that news traveled fast
in this small town. But I was, and total strangers leaving messages at the
daycare for me to just pop in for dinner was a little too freaky for me.
Rose picked up on my thoughts as she continued to collect the stray toys and put
them away.
"Relax, Bella, Lilly's grandmother is my mother-in-law. Lilly is my niece. Mom
knew you just got into town and feels the need to mother everyone. I know your
answer to this invite, but don't think for a second it'll be the last one you'll ever
receive."
I extended my apologies to Rose for leaving Jessica for so long, but she waved
me off and said Jessica was more of a help with occupying Lilly. I made my way
back to the Thriftway and this time a young teenage girl was working the
checkout. This girl had a clue and was pleasant, and I found out she was one of
the high school students that volunteered in Jessica's daycare. I asked her if she
would be interested in volunteering at the library. She very excitedly told me that
she would love to and that she would spread the word at school that the library
was now open to volunteers. She explained that due to the limited hours the
library was open; it made it impossible to do anything there. I assured her that
the hours would be changing.
Since it was still light outside, I took a chance and drove around the main part of
town. I noticed that there were several convenience stores and gas stations.
However, there were no movie rental places, no bakeries, and no coffee houses. I
found this last deficiency hard to believe as the home of one of the largest coffee
companies in the country resided not four hours away. I decided I would confirm
that this was in fact true and I placed a call to my father. Charlie confirmed that
the town had plenty of hunting and fishing supply places, but there were no
family-oriented places or coffee houses in town. The wheels began to turn in my
head.
After I unloaded my groceries and fed and bathed Jessica, I was itching to get
rolling on the offers I'd gotten from the companies I had contacted. I made
certain Jessica was fast asleep as I sat down and began to do my research.

The next morning, I had all four employees sitting at one of the tables. I went
around the room and asked everyone what they thought should change about the
way things were run. Irina said she thought everything was fine. Angela stayed
quiet, as she had already shared many ideas in our private conversation. James
shared that he would like to see more community involvement, such as using the
large empty space we had in the back for different classes like yoga, pottery, or
painting. My first impression of James had me questioning if he was gay or just
moved to the beat of his own drum. His zebra-print glasses, shimmery gold shirt,
and obvious use of manscara nearly made me giggle. He seemed nice enough,
though, and I agreed with him that we should constructively utilize every inch of
space available to us. He was so excited that I decided to have him do the
research on his ideas and then get back to me. You would have thought I'd given
him a million dollars as happy as he was.
Maggie was the last employee and she felt there weren't enough children's
activities. She said that she and Angela had put together a Saturday book reading
event for the local kids and it had been a hit, at least until Mr. Jenks decided he
didn't think it was economical anymore. This puzzled me and I asked her to
continue. She told me that the kids were given a snack at the end of the reading.
The library had always used local ladies to make the treats so it didn't come out
of the library budget, and it became somewhat of a fun competition for the ladies
to outdo each other as to who could be the most creative. However, Mr. Jenks
decided that the cost of being open and paying for an employee on the weekends
wasn't feasible anymore.
James informed me that Forks had its share of different ladies' organizations such
as church groups, quilting bees, and canning clubs. They had a number of
scrapbooking clubs and a few photography clubs. This information only served to
make the wheels spin harder in my mind.
I was far from surprised when Irina gasped as I announced that the hours of
operation for the library would be changing at the end of the month. I had given
myself three weeks to get everything together. I had heard back from each
company I had contacted and it was overwhelming what they were willing to help
us with.
"Ms. Swan, you may not have a life outside of this place, but I do and I can't
work on weekends or after three o'clock during the day."
I looked to Irina as she informed me of her schedule conflicts. "Actually, Irina, I
do have a life outside of this place. However, it doesn't mean anything if I can't
work and support myself. It seems you have a decision to make; you can accept
the new hours and be willing to work them, or you can hand in your resignation
and I'll hire someone else who'd be grateful for the job, the choice is yours."
Later that week, James came to me with his proposal. He had signed
confirmations from several artists in the community who would be willing to give
free lessons for one year to help build the program. One of the ladies' groups was
overjoyed at the prospect of hanging one of their quilts on one of the many
vacant walls. The photography club had called him and begged to let them hang
their pictures on the wall as well. James felt it would be a good idea to let them
change the photos once a month or so. That way everyone in the club could
display their work. He further informed me that his boyfriend's cousin was the
woodshop teacher at the local community college. They were interested in
building us anything we needed as long as we would allow them to hang a plaque

saying that they had built the piece. That way the creator could use this as a
reference when they needed one. I was thrilled and readily agreed.
Maggie had contacted the ladies in her church and they were ecstatic that the
reading programs would be started again. A schedule had already been worked
up and the menu was all set. Now all we needed was the children. That night as I
picked up Jessica, I mentioned to Rose the news about the reading program and
asked if I could hang some fliers on her boards. She was so excited, and then she
surprised me when she suggested I take some over to Forks Family Medical
Center, as that was the office of the only pediatrician in town.
So here I stood outside the medical center. I told Maggie that I would do this, as
I also needed to get Jessica a regular doctor. I opened the glass door and was
immediately assaulted with the smell of coffee and sugar. The fragrance was that
of sugar cookies baking. My yogurt I'd had for breakfast this morning had long
since worn off.
To my left was a large glass-enclosed room. A flat screen TV was mounted in the
middle of the wall, and The Little Mermaid was playing. The floor was designed to
look like different wooden blocks, Jessica would love that.
"Hello, Ms. Swan," a soft feminine voice startled me and I turned to face the
beautiful woman sitting behind the front desk. I smiled as I approached.
"Good afternoon, I'm sorry, but I don't know your name." I extended out my
hand to shake hers over the counter.
"Oh, my goodness, dear, why would you? I'm Esme Cullen."
Her face was warm and kind and I could tell she had earned every laugh line she
had on her face. Her smile was so real that I couldn't help but to feel content and
happy.
"It's so nice to meet you," I smiled, and it was. I could just tell that Esme was the
kind of person who came into your world and made it better.
"How are you adjusting to Forks? Rose tells me your daughter, Jessica, is the
loveliest child," she smiled and I could just tell that Esme's words were the truth
and not just an attempt at making pleasantries.
"I'm enjoying the challenge of the library and to be honest, it's both my position
and my daughter that brings me in today."
"Oh, how can we help with the library?"
I reached into my messenger bag and retrieved the fliers that Maggie had made.
I handed one to Esme and she quickly looked it over. A huge smile appeared on
her face as her eyes met mine again.
"Oh, thank god, you're bringing back the Saturday children's reading groups! I
was so angry at Mr. Jenks when he cancelled it that I went over there and gave
him a piece of my mind. He was always a cheap old bastard. He's the reason we
have copper tubing with the way he stretched pennies."

I couldn't help but laugh at Esme's choice of words. I knew I would love to get to
know her better. I would bet she was great fun and a pro at throwing parties.
"I'm sorry, Bella, but I just can't stand people who let their personal agendas get
in the way of helping others."
I gave her a questioning look.
She placed the flier down on her desk and placed her hand on the counter. "Well,
it's no secret that the reason he changed everything good in that library was
because he was busy screwing Tanya Denali. The more time he spent over at the
library, the less time he could spend with his face stuck between her fake boobs."
Suddenly, it made since why Irina had cake hours and got away with doing
nothing in return for her paycheck. Again, it confirmed that men were nothing
more than slime balls.
"Enough about the darker side of Forks, you're here now and by the talk of the
town, you're going to make a positive difference. Now, as to your darling little
Jessica, my son, Edward, is the town's only pediatrician and he's just finishing up
with his last patient of the day. How about you fill out some information forms for
Jessica while we wait for him."
Esme had this look on her face I found quite disconcerting. It reminded me of the
look Alice had had the other day in her office while she was talking to her brother.
In all honesty, it frightened me a little.
I smiled and took the clipboard she currently held in her hands. The forms were
the standard medical forms and HIPPA consent forms.
"Alright, Garrett, you're all set. Remember, rocks belong on the ground, not in
your ear."
I looked up to see a woman and a boy who I would have guessed to be about
nine or ten walking around the counter that Esme sat behind. It wasn't the
movement of them that caused me to look up, it was the sound of the other voice
I heard coming from behind them. I did a double-take as undoubtedly the most
handsome man I had ever laid eyes upon walked behind Esme and for a brief
moment, my lady parts stirred, but I quickly shut that shit down.
The little boy ran over to a cabinet, opening a drawer and removing a lollipop. I
watched as he reached in again for seconds, only to be corrected by the woman.
"Garrett Andrew, mind your manners, only one!"
The boy quickly shoved the second sucker back in the drawer and shut it.
"Oh, man, you just got middle named, dude. You're in so much trouble." I
determined, based on his white lab coat, that this was the doctor. He was
laughing and shaking his head. The little boy was laughing along with him.
"Just be glad we're in public, she would've smacked me otherwise," the boy rolled
his eyes.

The doctor chuckled as he nudged the little boy's shoulder. "Dude, you're way
lucky, my mom wouldn't have cared if we were in public. She would've smacked
me so hard my grandchildren would've felt it."
Everyone laughed except Esme who tisked at her son, "Edward, really."
The way she looked at him caused me to laugh, and this caused the doctor to
look in my direction.
"Edward, this is Bella Swan. She's the new director at the library. She has the
cutest baby girl. I want you to meet with her, as she's looking for a new
pediatrician."
It quickly became apparent to me at this point that Esme was trying to play
matchmaker. I looked at her to find that all-knowing expression on her face.
"You know, Edward, Garrett was your last patient and I think it would be nice for
you to take Bella out for an early dinner and show her around a bit."
That was my cue to end this shit before it got out of hand.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Cullen, although that's a wonderful suggestion, I have a ton of
work to get done and plans that I just can't get out of tonight."
Edward was undeniably good looking. His green eyes and fair skin were a winning
combination. His tussled hair looked as if he'd either just had a wrestling match
with little Garrett or a round of wild sex with his nurse. The thing about men like
Edward, they knew they were easy on the eyes and charming, and they used it to
their advantage. He might have been a doctor, and by the talk of the town, the
only pediatrician available here, but I wasn't interested in anything other than his
medical expertise.
"Oh, now, Bella, call me Esme, and I'm certain your plans can be moved around a
bit. I mean you have to eat."
I had to keep Esme on my side. I needed this office to display those fliers since
they served our biggest target audience.
"Esme, I love that you're watching out for me. But the truth of the matter is that
I have a very short time to get things in motion for the reopening of the library.
I'm asking you very kindly to let me post these fliers in your office."
I purposely kept my eyes away from EdwardDr. Cullen. I wasn't about to get
pulled in by him.
"Oh, Bella, of course we'll post those fliers. But first, let me introduce you
properly to my son, Edward."
I rose from my seat and walked the short distance to where he stood. Being up
close showed he was even more appealing. I was certain he'd never had a
problem having woman throwing themselves at his feet. I wasn't interested in
being one of them. I stuck out my hand and placed my best professional smile on
my face.
"Dr. Cullen, Bella Swan, new director for Forks library."

I watched his eyes as they took me in. Had I been interested, I would have been
melting in my shoes right now from the heat in his gaze.
He took my hand in his, and in a clichd move, he turned my handshake into him
kissing the back of my hand, those eyes never leaving mine.
"Your name suits you, Bella. It's certainly my pleasure."
Oh, dear god, like I had never heard that fucking line before. Bella apparently
translated to beautiful in Italian. I had heard that shit since I was in college.
I took my hand back and continued in my professional voice. "Thank you, Dr.
Cullen; it's a pleasure to meet you, too. As I was telling Esme here, we're having
the children's reading hour back on Saturdays. I was hoping to leave a flier for
your parents to see. I'm hoping for a good turnout."
"Well, BellaI can call you Bella, right?"
I smiled, "Of course."
"And in return, you must call me Edward."
I smiled again and quickly responded, "Oh, but Dr. Cullen, it took you far longer
to receive that coveted title, so you'll only hear respect from me."
He laughed as he reached out to take my hand again. "Oh, Bella, I sincerely hope
that's negotiable. You'll find that I can be a very patient and very persistent man.
I do so love the thrill of a good challenge."
Yeah, well, I hoped the thrill of the challenge would be enough for Mr. Patient and
Persistent because that was all the thrilling he was going to be getting from me.
Chapter 6
Progress at the library was in full swing. This morning, the UPS driver unloaded
thirty boxes of new books and Henry, our elderly postman, had another twentyfive boxes in the back of his pickup truck.
Twilight Media had sent us over one thousand DVDs for our use. According to the
contract they had for us, they would continue to provide new release DVDs to us
and we, in turn, would provide a space for them to advertise their other
merchandise. I was hesitant at first until I was shown what their idea of an
advertisement was. They provided us with rental cards and on the back was a
barcode. When the owner of the card used it to rent a movie, a receipt would be
printed, and on the back of the receipt was an ad for whatever product they were
currently promoting. Each DVD would cost only one dollar to rent.
This morning, I received an email from a sister company to Twilight, Eclipse
Records. They wanted to supply us with CDs and music downloads that could be
used by our patrons. I quickly replied with a thank you and found that by the end
of next week, I would be able to set up a music section.
But the most amazing news of the morning was the team of men that were busy
sawing and building in the parking lot. Seth Clearwater, an instructor from the
local community college, had introduced himself as soon as I'd pulled into the

parking lot. He was a very polite man, with a large frame and nearly jet-black
hair. He explained that he was from the local Quileute Indian tribe. I told him how
Native American art interested me and he invited me to attend one of their
gatherings. I quickly picked up that he was suggesting more than just a friendly
invite; he was fishing for an opportunity for a date. I smiled politely as I told him
I would be more than happy to post a flier advertising their event, causing him to
smirk when he thought I wasn't looking.
Angela came in only a few minutes after I did, holding the door for another group
of men carrying more boxes. Contemporary Coffee was a Seattle-based coffee
house that had agreed to open a coffee and pastry shop here in the library. They
had a phenomenal mission statement that supported literacy. When I emailed the
CEO of the company with the details of this town's lack of coffee houses, Marcus
Banner called me personally with an idea. They would open a small shop here in
the library and if all went as he predicted, they would open an entire store in the
near future. I was excited, as this meant the possibility of at least ten new jobs to
the community.
Angela had done some investigative work and discovered that Mr. Jenks had
invested all the grant money through a brokerage in Seattle. I contacted the city
council and they had a judge issue a release for the funds. With that money, I
planned to renovate the entire interior of the library. I had contacted several
contractors in the city and had each of them give me bids to do the work.
I was sitting behind my desk at a little after ten o'clock when my day began to
turn to shit. I watched from my window as a man carried a huge vase full of
flowers into the building. I returned to my paperwork, only to be interrupted by a
knock at my office door.
"Come in," I spoke loudly as I continued to complete my paperwork.
"Someone has an admirer," Irina's voice was like listening to cats in heat. I
glanced in her direction as she placed the enormous vase on my desk. The
flowers were so fragrant and simply breathtaking. "You must've rocked his world
to get something this big."
I glared at Irina as I rose from my seat. I quickly found the card and noticed it
was still sealed. I would have been pissed if she had opened it. Irina stood
waiting for me to reveal the sender, as if that was going to happen.
Bella,
I wanted to apologize to you for not being quicker on my feet yesterday and
allowing my mother to suggest dinner together. It's entirely your fault, however,
as I was completely captivated by you. I would love nothing more than to take
you out and get to know you better. Please call with a time I can pick you up.
Edward
555-8586
I quickly shoved the card into my pants pocket. I would tear it up later when I
was at home. The last thing I wanted was for Irina to get it and start spreading
rumors around. I then picked up the vase and made my way back into the main

room. I placed the vase on the front desk and then spun back around and
returned to my desk.
I had just finished sending a thank you email to Marcus when Irina appeared at
my door again, holding a second flower arrangement, this one even bigger than
the first. This time it was full of white roses. Irina was bouncing on the balls of
her feet as she stood there, waiting for me to react.
I walked over, took the envelope and again shoved it into my pocket.
"Take them and set them out there on the table near the front doors."
I didn't even wait for her to leave as I returned to my desk and continued to
work. For the next three hours, a new delivery of flowers appeared at my desk,
each one outdoing the previous. The library was starting to look like a funeral
home and I had finally had enough and placed a call to the florist.
"Emily's Blossoms," the chipper voice spoke into my ear.
"Good morning, this is Isabella"
"Oh, yes! Hello, Ms. Swan, are you enjoying the flowers Dr. Cullen sent you? He
must've really upset you to send that many flowers. My Seth stayed out with his
cousin one night and then came home the next afternoon covered in mud. Well,
let me tell you, I was mad at that man. Even then, he never apologized like your
Dr. Cullen. And may I say that you've caught yourself a real sweetheart in Dr.
Cullen"
"Ma'am," I practically shouted into the phone.
"OhI'm sorry, Seth says I talk a mile a minute, but what"
"Ma'am!" I shouted again.
For the first time, the line was quiet. I took the opportunity to jump in.
"Yes, the flowers have been beautiful, but I need them to stop. Please, the next
time he calls to order more flowers, let him know that it isn't necessary."
"But, Ms. Swan, he has a good number of deliveries already paid for. He gave
very strict instructions to keep delivering until he called and said otherwise. I
mean he's already paid for them and everything, and thank god he did as
business has been so slow since the end of the season. No hunters telling their
brides they're sorry for staying in the"
"Ma'am, I understand. Here's what you can do. Please have the remaining
deliveries go to the hospital. I know the nurses there would love some fresh
flowers around. Just don't send any of them with cards that could getinteresting
if you know what I mean?"
I quickly thought about what the quirky lady had said about finding a real
sweetheart and I needed to clear that one up quickly.

"One more thing, Dr. Cullen is only playing a joke on me. We're not in a
relationship; he's only trying to creatively welcome me to town."
"Alright, but he's given you his personal cell number and that isn't something he
gives out to anyone."
I chuckled as I quickly came up with a distraction. "That's just so that if I have an
emergency with my daughter."
"If you say so."
I took a deep breath as I hung up the phone. Dr. Cullen had been correct when
he'd said he would be persistent. However, I knew this would only last a little
while. He would figure out that I wasn't the type to drop to his feet with my legs
spread wide and my mouth open and waiting. He would be right back to the
regular stream of locals he was used to. I was just the shiny new toy around
town, my luster would wear off quickly and he would cool his jets.
I had just returned from lunch when Angela came into the office.
"Bella, we need to talk." I motioned for her to close the door. She did quickly and
then took a seat. "I know you've been getting flowers from Dr. Cullen. Irina is out
there telling the entire world that you've placed a spell on him and now he's off
the market. I'll warn you that Tanya and Irina are about to become your best
friends, or maybe your worst enemies, as they've been after him for years."
I leaned back into my chair as I took in her words.
"Well, you can let the Dr. Cullen fan club out there know that I have no interest in
a relationship with him."
Angela only shook her head and chuckled, "It's not the fan club you have to
worry about." This caught my attention. "You know Rose over at Happy
Campers?"
"Yes, she takes care of Jessica for me."
"Yes, well, when she moved here with her family, she of course turned many
heads. She's beautiful inside and out." I nodded my head in agreement. "Her
daddy made it known that she couldn't date until she turned sixteen. The day
that happened, several boys in town made it known they wanted to be her
boyfriend. Rose wasn't interested in any of the guys in town.
"Well, Emmett Cullen decided to pull out all the stops and overwhelm her with
gifts and crazy acts of chivalry. Everyone thought he'd get tired and give up as
she showed no interest in him. The weekend of the big homecoming game,
something happened at Rose's house. Her family to this day won't speak of what
happened. However, the very next Monday at school, Rose and Emmett were a
couple."
I found this to be odd, did he pay her or blackmail her?
"I can tell by the look on your face that you think he did something to make her
like him, but I happen to know what happened, as my father was called out to
the house as the family minister. Emmett did nothing wrong or evil. After nearly a

year of trying to get her attention by giving her gifts and opening doors,
decorating her locker, and even writing her a song he sang at the talent show,
one act of bravery sealed the deal for her."
This news had me intrigued. What could have happened that made Rose change
her mind about Emmett? And why would you call a minister to the house?
"What I'm trying to tell you is that the Cullen men can be very aggressive when
they want something. If you think that diverting his gifts to another location is
going to work, you're kidding yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"Please, Emily Clearwater couldn't keep her mouth shut if it was full of cement."
"Waitdid you say Emily Clearwater?"
Angela looked at me puzzled. "Yes, she owns the flower shop. She and Seth have
been married for about three years now."
"Seththe guy who" I pointed at the parking lot that was still buzzing with
activity.
"One in the same. Let me guess, he invited you to one of the tribe's gettogethers."
I nodded my head, but remained silent. Angela chuckled darkly as she tipped her
head back and then looked at me again.
"Well, at least he's still the same disgusting pig he's always been. The gettogether he invited you to is a bonfire, which turns into naked couples scattered
all over the beach. Every time they have one of their 'meetings,' Dr. Cullen has to
order penicillin shots for the entire reservation."
Once again, Angela had confirmed my belief about all men. I rolled my eyes as I
continued to listen.
"Seth is one of the many men in this town that'll use you and toss you. He only
married Emily because he had no other choice. His father and her father came to
an agreement. Too bad no one told Seth the definition of forsaking all others."
I instantly felt sorry for poor Emily. She seemed like such a lovely person on the
phone, a bit talkative, but still a nice person.
"I'm only telling you this because it would seem that Dr. Cullen has upped his
game, so to speak."
My eyes followed her gaze as she looked out my window that faced the street.
There, standing beside the flower planters, was my elderly neighbor, Harry. Harry
and his wife had the most beautiful, well-kept lawn I had ever seen. His wife,
Carmen, had come over the other day and brought me a casserole, welcoming
me to the neighborhood. I commented on how lovely her yard was and she
informed me that Harry had previously been employed by the government. He
had been responsible for keeping the White House lawn in pristine shape. His
specialty was the rose garden the first lady was accreted with. I watched as he

was removing trash and debris from the planters. I noticed his truck parked along
the street, bags and bags of various supplies piled up in the back.
"Please tell me you're not going to tell him to stop," her voice pulled me back into
the room.
"No," my voice was barely above a whisper.
I closed my eyes as I rose from my seat. I rounded the desk as I headed for the
front door. Once outside, I looked to see that a tent had been erected in the
parking lot. Several men were busy applying stain to the already-completed
bookcases.
"Ms. Swan," one of the workers tipped his hat at me as I walked by. He couldn't
have been more than twenty years old. I smiled and bid him a soft hello. I
continued around to the front of the building where I found Harry whistling. He
was in his element. He had several trash bags full of what I assumed was the
contents of the planters. He was now mixing different bags and feeling the dirt in
his fingers.
"Mr. Coop," I called as I continued to walk toward him. I didn't want to startle
him. He removed his large straw hat as I approached.
"Ah, Ms. Swan, what a beautiful day God has given to us."
I could help but to return his smile.
"Yes, Mr. Coop, I have to agree with you. The sun is a welcomed sight today."
He removed a red bandana from his side pocket and wiped the dirt from his
hands.
"Dr. Cullen came by the house this morning and asked me to take care of these
old planters, said that a beautiful lady such as yourself should have flowers to
look at every day. So here I am helping the young lad out." I smiled at him as he
began to place his gloves back on his hands. "Oh, Ms. Swan, before I forget, he
asked me to give this to you."
Mr. Coop handed me a white envelope that I took without a word and smiled as
he began to work again. The whistling started before his shovel hit the dirt.
I turned and made my way back to my office. Truly, I couldn't complain about the
flowers as everyone would be able to enjoy them. They would be an added
benefit to the aesthetics of the building.
As I rounded the corner, I noticed the workers taking a water break. I wondered
if they had eaten today as I hadn't heard the saw stop since I'd gotten here this
morning. I walked into my office and called the local pizza shop. I ordered
enough pizza to feed all of the workers outside as well as the girls in my office. I
gave Angela enough money to cover the cost and a sizeable tip. I settled back
into my seat as I began my work again.
Angela opened the door to my office, a burst of pizza aroma following her in. The
smile on her face was of someone who had been proven right. The white box she

held in her hand was wrapped with a large red bow. She chuckled as she sat it on
my desk.
"What's this?"
Her laughter filled the room as she took a seat. "This, fair Bella, is from Volturi
bakery in Port Angeles. The closest bakery we have. They're also famous for their
New York-style cheesecake, which I believe is what's nestled in that white box."
I stared at the box as if it would open itself.
"Oh, and by the way, here's your money back. Evidently, our good Dr. Cullen has
the entire town working for him in his pursuit of you. The pizza was already paid
for."
She slowly got up and left the room, closing my office door behind her, grinning
the whole time. This simply could not be real.
By the end of the day, several bookshelves had been completed and I had hired a
contractor to come and install new flooring. There had been enough left over to
purchase new couches, benches, and chairs. Things were looking like we would
open on schedule. My last email of the day informed me to expect the computers
to arrive next week and we would have online services shortly thereafter. Thank
god my day had ended with something positive.
I hadn't taken the time to open the bakery box. I believed that Angela had been
right most of the day so I didn't even question it. I walked across the parking lot
to get my baby and head home. I wanted nothing more than to cuddle up with
her and forget everything that had happened today. As I entered my security
code into the pad, I shifted the box to my other hand. It was then the door flew
open and I was face to face with both Rose and Alice.
"Oh, my god, he truly is smitten," Alice gasped eyeing the box.
"I can't believe he called Mr. Coop, though. I mean that guy is retired, why would
he want to take on such a big job?" Rose shook her head.
"Oh, Rose, stop, it's romantic. Mr. Coop was once romantic; they did have five
children after all."
"But can you imagine what'll happen if she continues to play hard to get?"
This back and forth banter between the two like I wasn't even here was getting
on my last nerve.
"Here," I spoke to no one in particular as I shoved the box into Alice's hands.
"Ladies, I'd love nothing more than to sit and listen to this, but I've had a long
day and I just want to get Jessica and go home and crawl into bed with her."
I didn't stand there long enough to get a reaction. I walked quickly back to the
room where Jessica would be. As I entered, I noticed that there was this huge
stuffed teddy bear sitting in the corner by my daughter's cubby. Jessica was
perched on its oversized lap as she pretended to read a book. The closer I got, I
noticed that the book was actually telling the story. I had heard about these
particular books, but had not seen one in person yet.

"Hi, sweetheart," I said as I knelt down to pick her up.

"Ahhhh!" she screamed and twisted in my arms.
I placed her back on the teddy bear's legs, frightened I had hurt her.
"Sorry, Bella, I should've warned you, she's been sitting there since the bear was
delivered this afternoon. All the children got one, but most were afraid of the
oversized things."
Alice danced her way over to the other bears that sat along the wall. She quickly
turned and threw herself into their collective lap. She had the white box open and
a fork in her hand. I watched as she took her fork and raised it to her mouth, her
eyes closing and a low moan coming from inside her chest. Rose joined her and
didn't wait for the use of the fork as she stuck her finger into the cheesecake and
then directly into her waiting mouth.
"When you don't have sex, there's Volturi cheesecake," Rose moaned as she left
her eyes closed. I watched as they continued to take bite after bite, enjoying
each one more than the last. Alice handed the box and fork over to Rose who
stood and walked away. Alice must have realized she was sitting in the middle of
several large teddy bears.
"Oh, god, they're so soft."
I reached down and felt that the bear wasn't hard as you would have imagined. It
was more like an overstuffed couch.
"Where did they come from?"
Rose and Alice looked my way. I held my breath as I waited to be told that this
was another gift from Edward. This would truly send me over the edge. I would
have no issue giving him a huge piece of my mind. To play with me and try to
drive me crazy was one thing, but to mess with my daughter was another. The
claws would definitely come out and momma bear would tear someone up.
"My mom found them in a catalog and she just couldn't resist. She made certain
everyone got one, she wanted to have all of her grandbabies spoiled," Alice
spoke.
"Grandbabies?" I asked surprised and startled.
They both began to laugh as Rose fell into the teddy bear pile with Alice. This
caused Jessica to start laughing as she tossed her book and jumped into my lap.
"Sorry, Bella, all of the children in this room with Jessica are Cullen's. Lilly and
Alex are Alice and Jasper's two children. And Addison, Aiden, and Savannah are
mine and Emmett's," Rose laughed.
I smiled as I realized I had panicked for nothing. I quickly picked up a stilllaughing Jessica and began to leave the room.
"Oh, before I forget, Emmett wants to talk with you about the volunteer program
at the high school. He has some free time after the game on Friday. Mom already

has a ticket for you and Jessica to sit with the family, and you can forget about
turning her down."
I contemplated saying no thank you for half a second, but I needed to talk with
Mr. Cullen about the volunteer program so we would have several people lined up
for the reading program. With a huge sigh on my part, I agreed as I turned and
left the room.
Driving home, I noticed that nearly everyone waved as they passed. It was nice
to feel so welcomed and I felt warm inside. I wanted to have my dad and Sue
over for dinner soon as I hadn't seen much of them since I had unpacked. I
pulled into my garage and shut off my engine. Jessica was still singing to her
video that was playing on our ride home. I carefully opened the door when I
noticed that something was sticking up on my passenger side door. I quickly
rounded the car to find a poster board sign suction-cupped to the side of my car.
In big red letters was a clear message
Wave at Ms. Swan if you agree that she should have dinner with Dr.
Edward.
I was going to castrate him.
Rec this time came from once again profile diving. I've just started this
one, but it has me turning the pages quickly.
And before I forget, visit my facebook page The twisted mind of
mathisson for the photos that our pretty Holly Higgins places for us to
bring the pages to life.
Follow The Sun byMissWinkles
Sometimes you have to stop thinking with your head and listen to your
heart, follow which way the wind blows and dream with abandon.
Because tomorrow is a brand new day, and who knows what it will bring.
E/B. Fluffy as fuck, with some sweet salty love
Chapter 7
Tossing the poster board into the trash had me seeing red. The townspeople
weren't welcoming me, they were mocking me; telling me that they agreed with
Edward, that I should feel overjoyed that a man such as Dr. Edward Cullen would
want to date a girl in my situation. Well, they had another thing coming if they
thought I would fall for tricks such as these.
Jessica pulled me from my inner battle by slapping her tiny hands against the car
window. Opening the car door and removing her from her car seat, I closed the
door and headed toward the street to check my mailbox.
The neighborhood was peaceful, exactly what I needed. I noticed that Tanya's car
wasn't in her driveway, yet the neighborhood men were once again waiting on
their porches. No matter the age of the man, the mindset was the same.
Reaching into the mailbox, I pulled out a stack if nondescript envelopes and a
small package. I checked to see if the address was correct as I had not ordered
anything recently.

The blaring of a car horn caused me to look down the street to find Tanya's
Mercedes coming toward me. She had the convertible top down and her oversized
sunglasses covering most of her face. She pulled alongside of me and then slowly
lowered her sunglasses.
"Well played, Bella; well played."
I didn't have a clue what she meant by that and I refused to stick around and find
out. I quickly made my way to my front door, locking it behind me, closing off the
world outside.
With dinner over and Jessica bathed and sound asleep beside me, I decided to
indulge in one glass of wine tonight. I hadn't had many since the birth of my
daughter. I felt it important that I was fully focused in case there was an
emergency. I closed my eyes as I let the crimson liquid flow down my throat.
After several drinks, I turned and sat the glass on my nightstand.
Jessica lay on her back, her curls framing her face. "Oh, how I wish I could trade
places with you, sweet girl."
When I was a little girl, I couldn't wait to grow up and be on my own. At the time,
I thought it was all about doing whatever you wanted to and staying up as late as
possible. I had no idea the truth of being a grown-up, the responsibilities and how
you had even more rules to follow.
I still had all of the cards from the flowers that had been delivered. They sat at
the end of my bed, taunting me. A part of me wanted to toss them into the
fireplace, leaving his words unknown. I chose to enjoy the rest of my wine before
I opened the envelopes. With a deep sigh and a small prayer, I opened the first
envelope.
My favorite color is blue; however, the brown of your eyes is changing
my mind
Oh, good god, could he be anymore clichd? How typical a man could he be?
What next, his favorite bar pick-up line?
I was eleven years old before I could sleep without a nightlight.
When I was young, my parents were positive I would be a veterinarian
as I was always rescuing strays.
I did my residency at a south-side Chicago hospital. I worked the ER and
all the blood and gore it involved. Yet to this day, I can't watch my own
blood being drawn.
The notes confused me at first, why was he telling me all of these things? Then
when I had read the last one, it hit me. This was his way of telling me little things
about himself. He was establishing an even playing field. Clearly, he knew many
things about me, yet until now, I had only known a handful of things about him.
The larger envelope was still waiting to be opened. Slowly and carefully, I slid my
finger down the flap of the envelope.
Bella,

If you're reading this then one of two things have happened. One, you've
completely ignored my attempts to get to know you or you've sent your
father to arrest me. I'm praying that the later isn't true. I want to
apologize to you for not beating my mother to the punch when she
suggested that I take you to dinner. I was, at the time and truly still am,
in a mesmerized state.
When I told you I was a patient and persistent man, I wasn't kidding.
When I was in med school, I found out that the organic chemistry class I
needed was full. I made an appointment with the professor and he
advised that if I wanted into the class, I had to convince the dean of
students. I made my way to his office and tried to plead my case. He
brushed me off and told me to try next semester. I refused and sat down
on the floor outside his office. I remained there for two days until he got
sick of seeing me there and let me into the class.
When I was in residency, I was in the running for chief resident. I stayed
at the ER for three weeks straight to show the board that I had the
dedication needed for the job.
When I first moved back to Forks, my mother was helping remodel my
home. She showed me a particular showerhead I liked. However, the
store in Seattle was out of them and didn't want to stock them anymore.
I jumped into my car and drove to Dallas, Texas to purchase one from
the manufacturer.
So you see, Bella, you can ignore me, tell me you have plans, any number
of things. It won't matter. I want very badly to take you to a nice dinner
and get to know you better.
The persistence is a Cullen trait. Ask Rose, she'll tell you how strong that
patience really is.
Edward.
"Oh, but Edward, you have no idea how strong my convictions can be."
I tossed the letter to the side. The small package was next to be opened. Nestled
among the mailing peanuts was a deep mahogany box. I removed the wooden
box and turned it around in my hands. The gloss was so polished you could see
your reflection. I found the tiny brass latch and gently lifted it with my fingernail.
Once the box was open, it began to play Clair De Lune. I closed my eyes as the
sounds of piano filled my bedroom. I had loved this song since I was a little girl
taking ballet classes. I was just about to shut the lid when I noticed a sliver of
paper in the lid. I slowly removed it and then placed the box on my nightstand. I
opened the paper and found the elegant script that I had become accustom to.
When my father was courting my mother, he gave her a music box very
similar to this one. She told us that of all the gifts she had been given by
my father, the music box was her most treasured. I spoke with your
father this morning and obtained his permission to pursue you. That, my
fair Bella, is exactly what I intend to do.
Edward.

I quickly placed the music box back into the packaging. I gathered the notes and
placed them inside the cardboard box as well. If the good Dr. Cullen thought for
even one second that I was just going to jump into his arms, he was sadly
mistaken.
I glanced back at a sleeping Jessica. One of the biggest things I loved about
having Rose watch her was the fact that she played so hard all day that she slept
completely through the night, thus I slept all night.
The next morning, I tried to call my father. I had a few choice words reserved for
him. Sue informed me that there had been a nasty crash on the highway and he
had been out all night. I decided that a quick trip by Dr. Cullen's office would be
better. I was going to stop this before it got completely out of hand. As I pulled
into the parking lot, I noticed that there were already several cars there. Pulling
Jessica out of her car seat, I grabbed the box and made my way into the office
where I found several parents sitting in chairs while their children played with the
toys. I approached the front desk and found a dark-haired young woman talking
on the phone. It was clear she was making an appointment for a patient so I took
a step back to give her the needed privacy.
"Good morning, sorry to keep you waiting, how can I help you?"
Her voice was sweet and calm and her electric blue eyes caught me off guard.
"Yes, I'm looking for Dr. Edward Cullen. I have something to give him," I
motioned to the cardboard box in my hand.
"Do you have an appointment?" she quickly asked.
"Oh no, this isn't about my daughter, Dr. Cullen left this for me and I'm afraid I
have to return it to him."
She smiled as she stood from her chair and extended her hand to me.
"You must be Bella, I'm Bree. Dr. Edward was called into an emergency situation
and is currently across the street at the hospital."
I shook her hand and smiled. Her face was kind and yet it pissed me off that
everyone knew who I was.
"Thank you, Bree. I'll look for him at the hospital."
I quickly exited the office and began to walk across the street toward the
hospital. Forks Community Hospital was not very big to say the least. I was not
certain what I expected as the city of Forks didn't have but a little over three
thousand residents.
I walked through the sliding glass door and came to the reception desk. No one
was manning it so I decided to wait for a minute. Just as I checked my watch and
took in the room, a female laugh could be heard coming from my right. I turned
to see two nurses, a beautiful blonde and a redhead, coming my way.
"Excuse me," I called to the pair. Their laughter stopped and they each looked at
me with death glares.

"I'm looking for Dr. Edward Cullen. His office said he was here. Can you page him
for me?"
The two looked at each other and then looked at me and began to laugh. I failed
to see what was so funny and became a little pissed at their lack of
professionalism.
"Sorry, Bella, Edward is a little busy, but if you'll tell me what you need, I'll make
certain he gets the message," the blonde spoke as the redhead snorted.
Apparently, this pair also knew who I was.
"Yes, well, I didn't ask if I could leave a message, I asked him to be paged," I
snapped, showing my aggravation.
"And I said he's busy and I'll give him a message. Now why don't you just return
to your boring little library with your boring-assed books and leave Edward
alone."
I was now beyond pissed. I removed my cell from my purse and pulled up the
hospital website. I hit the call button and when the operator answered, I asked to
speak with the hospital administrator. I watched as the eyes of the two nurses
became huge. The operator informed me that the chief of staff, Dr. Carlisle
Cullen, was currently in the middle of an emergency surgery, but that she would
send me to his voicemail. I thank her and as I awaited his voicemail to start, I
watched as the two continued to look me up and down.
"Good morning, Dr. Cullen, my name is Isabella Swan and I've encountered an
issue I'd like to make you aware of. This morning, I presented into your hospital
and asked to have a physician paged. The two nurses, I say nurses because
that's what their name badges state, tell me that they'll take a message and
make certain Dr. Edward Cullen gets this message. Now, Lauren Mallory and
Victoria Hunter have been less than helpful and have not bothered to make
certain there isn't a medical emergency with my two-year-old or myself. They've
been nothing but rude and condescending as they've informed me to 'return to
my boring library and my boring-assed books,' to directly quote them. I'm certain
that you do not train your employees to act in such a rude and unprofessional
manner. I'd appreciate it if you'd please return my phone call so that I can speak
with you regarding this incident. Thank you, Dr. Cullen, and have a wonderful
day."
I hit end on my phone and turned and walked out. I had dealt with women like
those two in the past. They preyed on the weak to make themselves feel better. I
also knew that the moment you stood up to them, they backed right down.
I parked my car in the library parking lot and walked across to the daycare
center. Rose said nothing, but she had a huge smile on her face. I bid her a good
day and then headed back to the library.
With the cardboard box still in my hand, I opened the door and walked in. The tile
man was busy getting the tile installed, while the students were sanding down the
wood trim that would go back around the floor. Seth winked at me and I fought
with everything in me not to flip him off. However, the sight that made me stop
in my tracks was of Irina standing outside my office door. Her hair was pulled into
a ponytail and her usually curly blonde hair was now dark brown and pin straight.
Her face was absent of her normal excessive makeup and her clothes werewell,
she had on a skirt that went to her ankles and a sweater that looked to be at

least a size too big. The cosmetic glasses that sat on her nose nearly caused me
to burst out laughing.
"I figured that I've tried to catch Edward's attention for years looking sexy. You
turned his head in less than two seconds looking likeyou, so I figured you're his
type and so, wellyou don't want him so why not give this a try?"
The normally-confident Irina was now acting shy and reserved. I decided to give
her a break and help her out. Alright, what I was about to do was totally selfish
"Irina, I actually have an important job for you that would involve you seeing Dr.
Cullen, are you interested?"
She looked at me with total confusion.
"You want me to go see Edward?"
Her lack of common sense was comical. This would be so much fun.
"Yes, I have this item that I need to return to him. I just don't have time to wait
for him, so could you go over to his office and sit and wait for him to get in and
then give it to him?"
By the look in her eyes, the light bulb had finally gone off. I held in my laughter
as she quickly grabbed her purse and then began typing on her cell phone.
I handed her the now-sealed box and gave her strict instructions to give it only to
Dr. Edward Cullen personally and no one else. She smiled and said she would
stay there until she gave it to him in person.
I made my way to my desk where I took time to answer my awaiting emails.
Angela came in and took her usual seat as she waited for me to acknowledge her.
"Yes?" I chuckled.
"Oh, nothing, just wondered what you were doing?"
I stopped my typing completely as I looked at her.
"It's this little thing called a job, you should really try it."
Angela giggled as she stood and left the room.
What in the world was that about? I hit the send button on my final email and
decided to break for lunch. I had my curser hovering over the close button for my
email when the chime indicating I had an awaiting email began sounding
continuously. At first, I thought it was just an error. However, when I opened the
new mail file, my eyes became huge as I saw my inbox was filling up quickly.
Then my text message alert began to sound on my cell phone. I buried my hands
in my hair as I looked at line after line of new email, all from the same person,
one Edward Cullen.
I couldn't take it anymore. I closed my computer completely and shut off my cell
phone. I grabbed my purse and headed over to the daycare center. I quickly

punched in my code and then headed straight for Jessica's room. However, the
second I stepped foot into the room, I noticed that every employee and every
child was wearing a pink t-shirt with the same caption.
Ms. Bella, say yes to Dr. Edward!
I noticed Rose standing over a table of children. She was filling up glasses of
juice. She stood up when she noticed me and then pointed at her shirt. I rolled
my eyes as I crossed the room and kissed my daughter's head. She was too busy
talking with Lilly to pay me any attention. I left the room without saying a word.
Crossing the parking lot and getting into my car, I noticed Irina had returned.
She now had a large pink bag in her hands. Her smile was huge and she was
again bouncing on her toes.
"Bella, I did what you said and he gave me this to give to you."
I looked into the bag to find the box that I had tried to have returned as well as a
large note that stood out. I pulled out the eight- by-ten-inch card and held it up,
written in his perfect script once again.
Didn't your mother teach you any manners? When someone gives you a
gift, you say thank you, not send it back. I can see that you doubt my
words about being persistent. I have all the time in the world to wait for
you to say yes. Remember, I'm a very patient man.
Seriously?
I'd always figured that being a doctor required some higher level of intelligence,
but I was beginning to wonder. What part of "not interested" did this guy not
comprehend?
DIAPERS, DIPLOMAS, AND DEADBEAT DADS
Chapter 8
Irina seemed to dance around the office after she had returned from Edward's
office. It didn't hurt any that one of the guys helping to install the new bookcases
was from Port Angeles and had asked for her number. I'd had a feeling that Irina
would toss her too-short and too-tight skirts for the more appropriate clothing
she was wearing today and I was right. Poor Edward didn't even know that he
had lost one of his regulars. As sad as that might seem, I was a little happy that
she was moving on since watching that kind of abject worship had been a bit
disturbing.
It was nearly time for everyone to head home when Angela appeared with a very
handsome man beside her. I could tell he was a professional as his suit dictated
such. I had not been expecting anyone and I silently prayed he wasn't from the
board.
"Bella, this is Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He insisted on speaking with you."
I looked to Angela who silently mouthed, "Oh, my god!" before turning and
leaving, shutting my office door gently.

I rose from my chair as I extended my hand to him, "Dr. Cullen, I'm Bella Swan.
How can I help you today?"
His handshake was firm and his hand smooth and warm. The smile that
decorated his lips was genuine. Too many people today plastered on a fake smile
to make you feel comfortable. I, for one, was cautious when that happened.
"Well, Bellafirst, you can call me Carlisle and second, you can tell me how my
nurses were rude and unprofessional."
I smiled and then motioned for him to have a seat. With my hands crossed on my
desk, I relayed the entire story. Carlisle listened very intently and nothing I had
to report seemed to faze him.
"Bella, I do need to apologize to you for the actions of my employees. I can
assure you this incident will not go unpunished. I have to admit that
unfortunately, it has more to do with my son than you."
I looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"It's no secret that all of my children are, how do the kids say it these dayseasy
on the eyes."
I smiled at his candor. I had no doubt what he said was true.
"For Edward, especially, it's been difficult to keep his focus at times."
PfftI'll bet it has.
"Don't misunderstand me, Bella. Edward hasn't returned interest in the majority
of the offers he's had over the years. He's no saint I can assure you, but he isn't
sowing his oats, either."
"I'm sorry, Carlisle, what does that have to do with your nurses being rude? I
wasn't at the hospital to ask him out or to flirt with him. I had a purpose for going
there."
Carlisle's face turned slightly red and his lopsided grin stood out.
Oh.
"It's no secret that Edward has taken a liking to you. The nurses you encountered
today are among those for whom he hasn't returned affection."
"Hmm, I see. So because I was simply taking a breath today, they don't care for
me."
Carlisle pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Sadly, yes, that pretty much sums it up."
I smiled as I began my reply.

"Well then, Carlisle, I think we can resolve this matter with a few simple words.
You see, I have no intention of dating your son, Edward. I have no interest in him
and the only relationship I want with him is that of being the doctor for my little
girl. So you can let the entire town know that Edward Cullen is very much
available for ogling and pursuing."
Carlisle began to laugh. Not chuckling, but gut-wrenching belly laughing.
"I'm sorry, did I say something funny?"
Carlisle tried very hard to compose himself. The longer he laughed, the angrier I
got.
"I'm so sorry, Bella. You have to forgive me as this has brought up some
memories of when my son, Emmett, was interested in Rosalie."
I sat quietly as he continued to chuckle.
"I'll be happy to pass along your message. But I do hope you have the
opportunity to speak with Edward about this."
I smiled as I began to fidget with my fingers.
"Carlisle, I have every intention of speaking with your son. He'll soon find out that
I'm not the type of girl who'll fall at his feet with my legs in the air. I may have a
child, but I'm not a promiscuous person."
Carlisle began to rise from his chair and I stood along with him.
"I have no doubt you two will have an interesting conversation to say the least."
We shook hands and he began to walk to my door, stopping as he opened it.
"One last thing, Bellamy wife, Esme, and my daughter-in-law, Rose, were just
like you. They wanted nothing to do with myself or my son. They both refused to,
as you just stated, lay down with legs open. However, I must warm you that I
chased after my beautiful wife for three years and Emmett took over a year to
get Rose. Edward can run pretty fast, Bella, especially if what he's chasing is
worth the effort."
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
I had just picked up Jessica when I called my dad's house. Sue answered the
phone and after having to interrupt her three times, I finally got to ask her and
dad over for dinner. She told me that the best place in town for steaks was
Cheney's Meat Market. She said to ask for Benny and to tell him she had sent
me. As I pulled up to the white one-story building, I helped Jessica out of her car
seat and then entered the shop. The bell over the door announced my arrival.
The conversations going on when I walked in abruptly hushed as you could now
hear my shoes on the tile floor. I walked around several men who were standing
together; all were wearing the same style of clothes and hats. I smiled as I
passed and every single one of them tipped their hats and called me Ma'am.
As I made my way to the counter, I was greeted by an older gentleman.

"Can I help you?"

"Yes, Sir, I was told to request a guy named Benny. Are you Benny by any
chance?
"No, darling, that's my boy. Let me get him for you."
I looked around the store while I waited. The men who now stood behind me had
resumed their conversations.
"Can I help you, Miss?"
I quickly turned back around to find a
kind brown eyes. His brown curly hair
small pieces curved around the edges
his skin free of blemishes. I could see
attractive.

very tall, very large man with equally large

was covered by his ball cap, but several
of the cap. His face was clean-shaven and
why Angela liked him, he was very

"Um, yes, are you Benny?"

He smiled and then adjusted his cap. "Yes, Ma'am, Ms. Sue must have sent you."
I smiled as I nodded my head. "Yes, she did."
He raised his hand for me to shake. "Good to finally meet you, Ms. Swan. Folks
say you're giving the library a good cleaning up. About time someone did."
His words surprised me. Not that he knew who I was; I was quite used to that.
He thought my efforts were a needed thing.
"What can I help you with today, Ma'am?"
"Well, Ben, I'm having my father and Ms. Sue over for dinner and my dad is a
true meat and potatoes man. I'm told you're the best when it comes to a good
steak."
He again adjusted his cap as he smiled.
"I'll have some cut special for you. Why don't you come around to my office while
you wait for those?"
I was a little taken aback. I had not expected him to invite me to sit in his office.
I took the opportunity as I really didn't want to just stand around. Ben came from
behind the counter and motioned for me to follow him. He led me to a stark
hallway. The walls were white and the floor a polished concrete. His office was at
the end of the short hallway. He opened the door and stood back, allowing me to
enter first.
The office was nothing special. There was a desk sitting in the corner, papers
covering it and the two walls it sat against. However, what did stand out for me
was the framed picture that sat on the lone windowsill. It was of Angela. The sun
was high, lightening her hair. Her smile was genuine and she appeared to be
sitting by a lake or pond.

"Have a seat," Ben's voice startled me as I was looking intently at Angela's photo.
"She's very pretty," I said as I took a seat on the leather couch.
"No, she's beautiful. I've loved that girl since we were in second grade."
I knew about his time with Irina and the reason Angela would have nothing to do
with him.
"How is she, Ms. Swan?"
I looked at him, his face now drawn and sad. Something wasn't right in this
situation.
"Why do you ask, Ben, haven't you hurt her enough?"
He rested his body against the back of his chair and again adjusted his cap. This
was clearly a nervous habit.
"When I went to Angela's dad and asked him for permission to date Angela, I was
overjoyed that he'd said yes. What I didn't know at the time was he was also
having counseling sessions with Lauren, Irina's mother. She just happened to be
sitting outside his office at the time."
I noticed he didn't call Lauren or Irina Miss. Clearly, something was up.
"I took Angela to see a movie that first week. I kept my hands to myself and had
her home on time. For two years, I treated her with respect and honor. Trust me,
I wanted to do more than hold her hand or kiss her cheek, but Ms. Angela is a
lady, much as yourself, and my Ma would've beat me good if I'd acted on those
urges."
My heart clinched as his story unfolded.
"My friend, Eric, was getting married and he wanted me to come to his bachelor
party. I didn't want to go, but Angela said it was important. So I went and we
were just sitting around the bar watching the game when this...girl came into the
bar. I didn't recognize her at first because she had sunglasses and a wig on. Once
I realized why she was there and who she was, I threw money on the bar and
left."
His story seemed very innocent and I couldn't understand why there was an
issue.
"Whoren tried to stop me before I could get to my car. She said she'd had her
eye on me for a while now. I politely excused myself and got in my car and left."
He then turned and looked at Angela's picture.
"I went to Angela's house the next morning, only to have her dad meet me at the
front door, telling me that I was no longer welcome at his house. I asked him why
and he told me that he was aware of my affair with Irina."
Oh, my god

"I'd bought her a ring. I still have it at home. Right after I took over this shop for
my dad, I began to work so hard so that she could stay home with our kids."
He was now tracing his thumb over Angela's face in the picture.
"You didn't sleep with Irina did you?"
Every fiber in my being knew the answer; he didn't have to say it. How could
people be so cruel?
"I wish I could take some kind of test to show her that I'm still waiting for her.
You know, like ladies have their hymens to show they're still pure. I wish guys
had one, too, because I'd still have mine."
I nearly lost my breath.
"Ben, are you"
"Yes, Ms. Swan, I saved myself and I'm still saving myself for her. There's no one
else and the minute she finds someone else, I'll sell this place and move to some
deserted island. I won't be able to see her with another guy. I still love her after
all this time."
This was beyond anything I had ever seen. I had a fire in my belly and would do
everything in my power to get them together.
"Ben, have your guy put two more steaks in my order. I want you to be at my
house on Saturday night for dinner. I'm going to fix this."
Ben's face quickly rose, the look of amazement and hope now reflected in his big
brown eyes.
"Ms. Bella, if you can get my Angela back for me, I'll give you free meat for life."
I laughed at his excitement.
"That's a long time, Ben."
"Not if you get my Angela back."
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
The next day was Friday and I dragged my body out of bed. I arrived at the office
to find the smell of coffee and donuts hanging in the air. Contemporary Coffee
was in full swing, getting their little area in order. Irina was again dressed in
clothes similar to mine and Angela's.
"Irina, I'll need a word with you this morning."
The look on her face was of shock. Angela also looked worried. I gestured to my
office and then instructed Angela to hold all visitors and calls. I walked calmly
behind my desk and took my seat. Irina was playing with her fingers and visibly
uncomfortable.

"Please explain to me why you and your mother chose to ruin the relationship of
a perfectly happy couple?"
Her eyes became huge and she started to speak, but I held up my hand to stop
her.
"Don't think for one second you can lie to me. I hate liars and I already know the
truth, I just want to hear it from you."
She continued to look like she had no idea what I was talking about. I gave her
the bitch brow as I crossed my arms over my chest. I watched as the realization
finally came to her.
"It was while my mom was finishing nursing school. Things were really tight
because she could only work at night."
I quickly interrupted her.
"By working, you mean stripping."
She could only nod her head.
"Continue."
"Ben owns one of the most successful businesses in Forks and mom decided that
if I could land him that we'd be all set financially. But he's in love with Angela."
I stopped her.
"Wait, you knew he was in love with Angela and yet you let her believe a lie?"
"You don't get it, Bella. Men don't say no to the women in my family. When we
want something from them, we get it."
"But Ben didn't give you what you wanted did he?"
"No, and neither did Dr. Cullen. My mother and Aunt Tanya have tried everything
to get into his bed, but it hasn't worked. Trust me, they're pissed at you because
you have his attention and haven't even wanted it."
I closed my eyes and sighed.
"So why haven't you told her the truth?"
Irina fidgeted in her chair and then took in a deep breath before relaxing her
body with a large exhale.
"Aunt Tanya thought he'd cave after a while, but he still won't even look at any
other girl in town."
I crossed my legs as I continued to listen to her.
"Irina, do you like working here?"

She only nodded her head yes.

"Well, then I think it's time for the truth to be told, don't you?"
She didn't respond.
"Listen, Irina, I can't make you be honest with Angela, but it's the decent thing to
do. I mean how would you feel if Angela was going after the guy you like now?
You'd want to know the truth, wouldn't you?"
She then nodded her head yes.
"Go ask Angela to join us."
I stood from my chair and made my way around the desk. I leaned against the
front of it and crossed my arms. Angela was wide-eyed when she and Irina came
back into the room.
"Close the door, Irina."
Once Irina and Angela were both seated, I began the clean-up of the mess that
Irina and her mother, Whoren, had created. I really liked the name Ben had given
Lauren. I was certain she lived up to it, if her daughter was evidence to the fact.
"Ladies, as employees of this library, I expect you to work well together, and in
order to do that, I feel it's important that if one of you has something to say to
the other that may be of importance, now is the time."
Irina took in a deep breath and then turned her entire body to face Angela.
"Okay, so remember when you and Ben were getting serious and he went to that
party of Eric's?"
I watched as Angela's face turned to anger as Irina spoke.
"How could I forget? You bragged to the entire town how youyou"
"It's alright, Angela. You don't have to say it."
I knew exactly how she felt. The moment I found out about Mike and my mother,
my insides turned to razor blades, slicing against my heart and lungs. No woman
should ever have to feel this type of pain; the kind of pain that destroys you and
leaves you damaged and in broken pieces.
"The truth is...nothing happened. We made the whole thing up to break you two
apart."
The sound of Angela's sudden intake of breath was the only sound in the room.
"But you said he had this birthmark and when..."
Irina cut her off. "Did you ever talk to Ben about the birthmark?"
Angela shook her head. "But that would be something"

"Oh, god, Angela, we lied about the whole thing. Do yourself a favor and ask
him."
I was lost in the conversation. A birthmark?
"Waitwhat damn birthmark?" I interjected.
Irina rolled her eyes as she then turned to me.
"We told Angela that Ben has a birthmark on the inside of his thigh in the shape
of a star."
I looked to Angela who was clearly reliving the conversation. This had to end and
now.
"Well, ladies, there's only one way to solve this."
I rounded my desk and hit the button for speaker phone. I dialed the number on
my receipt from the steaks I had purchased last night.
"Cheney's," a husky voice answered the phone.
"Good morning, this is Ms. Swan; can I please speak with Ben Cheney?"
"Oh, yes, Ma'am, your steaks are alright ain't they, Ma'am?"
"Yes, Sir, the steaks are just fine. I have a personal matter to discuss with him
and it's rather urgent."
"Yes, Ma'am, I'll get him right now."
You could hear him calling out Ben's name in the background and then the sound
that seemed to be a hand over the receiver.
"This is Ben, Ms. Swan, everything alright?"
"Ben, are you in your office? You need to be because I have a very personal
question to ask of you."
"Yes, Ma'am, I'm in my office and I'm happy to answer any question you have."
I looked to Angela who had huge tears rolling down her pretty face. She truly
loved Ben as much as he loved her. My eagerness to reunite them grew tenfold.
"Ben, do you have any birthmarks anywhere on your body?"
Ben answered very quickly, not a single ounce of hesitation.
"No, Ma'am. If you don't believe me, Dr. Cullen just did my physical for my new
life insurance this morning. I can grab him if you want to hear it from him."
I smiled, as I didn't need anything other than Ben's word.
"No, Ben, that won't be necessary, I completely believe you."

I looked to Irina who now had a smile of contentment on her face. She had done
the right thing and I had to give her credit.
"How is she today?" Ben's gentle question surprised me.
"Angela's fine. But I have a feeling she's going to be so much better very soon," I
looked into Angela's eyes as I spoke to Ben.
"You're my last hope, Ms. Bella. I love that girl, I never got to say those words to
her, but if given the chance, I'll tell them to her every second of every day for the
rest of my life."
I looked to Angela, who mouthed the words back to him, wiping her new tears
away.
I lifted the receiver and quickly placed it back on the cradle, effectively ending the
phone call. The room was now silent as both women were deep in thought.
"Bella, I need the rest of the day off," Angela's voice finally broke the silence.
"Oh, my godyou so have to do it," Irina added.
I looked to both ladies in bewilderment.
"I'm sorry, Bella, I feel like such a fool. I believed the words of a viper and
refused to hear the truth from the man who loves me. I have to go to him and
make this right. I can't let him think for one more second that I don't love him
right back."
I smiled as I watched Angela rise from her chair, her mission clearly etched out in
her mind.
"Irina, you'll take over Angela's cleaning duty this afternoon."
Irina tried to open her mouth to argue, but a quick bitch brow from me silenced
her.
"Angela, I do expect to see you at my home for dinner on Saturday night."
Angela quickly turned back and looked at me.
"Have you forgotten that tonight is the game? You'll see me tonight; Ben never
misses a single home game."
Oh hell, I'd forgotten about that damn game. Maybe Edward wasn't into high
school football.
One could only hope
Chapter 9
As I stood in line to go inside the football stadium, I was bombarded by parent
after parent telling me how excited they were to have the library modernized.
One older gentleman inquired about the coffee shop, making certain they would

offer a cup of coffee under a dollar like the diner. I told him I would try my best.
Mr. Jamison, as he introduced himself, would be pleasantly surprised, as the
manager had assure me they would have a fifty cent cup of plain black coffee on
the menu.
As I got closer to the ticket booth, the young girl behind the counter noticed me
and began to smile.
"Welcome, Ms. Swan, so glad to see you and this little princess here tonight."
Jessica had insisted on hanging onto my neck. She looked around the crowd with
big eyes.
"Thank you so much, I can't wait to watch the team."
She quickly handed me my tickets and refused to take any money.
"Mrs. Esme said your money was no good here tonight."
I thanked her and then followed the line into the stadium bleachers.
My understanding was that tonight was the Homecoming game. I could see
several girls in evening dresses getting pictures taken on the field and thought
back to my own high school days. Mike had been crowned Homecoming king our
senior year. I should have known he was a creep when he kissed the
Homecoming queen a little too long.
"Bella!" I heard my name being yelled from the corner of the bleachers. A very
excited Alice stood on one of the seats, trying to get my attention. I waved back
and began to wait my turn to get to her and the rest of the Cullen clan.
Once Rose and Alice were in Jessica's view, she began to get very excited and
demanded to go to Alice the second I was within arm's reach of her.
"Hello, dear, I'm so glad to see the both of you," Esme's words were again
genuine and warm. She took me into a heartfelt hug. I closed my eyes and just
enjoyed it.
"I'm actually experiencing a little nostalgia over memories of attending my own
high school football games," I tried to smile.
"Oh, I'll bet you were such a beauty, your poor dad must've kept his shot gun at
the ready."
I shook my head as I dipped my head down in regret. "I've only ever had one
relationship and the only good thing that same out of it was my little girl."
Esme patted my knee gently. "Sometimes the sweetest jams come from the most
rotten fruit."
She was so right in this instance. I looked over Esme's shoulder and noticed two
people very close together walking this way. As they got closer, I began to smile
and stood to greet them. Angela and Ben were so close together you couldn't tell

where one of them started and the other ended. Ben was busy kissing Angela's
head as he led her this way.
"Well, I guess your afternoon off went well."
"It went very well, and thanks, Bella."
"Don't thank me, it was Irina being honest."
Alice and Rose suddenly stopped playing with Jessica and leaned over to listen to
the conversation. Jessica made her way into my lap.
"Waityou guys are together again?" Rose asked excitedly.
"We sure are. She came running into the store this morning, threw herself into
my arms, and kissed me for all she was worth. She told me she was so sorry
she'd wasted so much time and then dad told me to take her to lunch and work it
all out."
Ben's eyes never left Angela's as he shared his story.
"Momma, girls!" Jessica yelled, pointing at the cheerleaders who were getting
ready on the field.
"Yes, love, they're going to cheer for the boys to win."
Jessica was so excited she made enough noise that the young cheerleaders
turned and waved at her. It was then I noticed that Carlisle was talking with
some men on the field and Edward was about six feet ahead of him, shaking
hands with the older people who had lawn chairs along the fence. One woman in
particular kissed his cheek and I watched as his face turned red. So much for me
hoping that he wouldn't be here tonight
"Bella," Ben's voice caught my attention.
"Yes?"
"I just wanted you to know that I didn't charge you for those two additional
steaks I gave you. I also wanted to say thank you for the invite, but I have a date
with my fiance tomorrow night."
Ben's words had barely left his lips when Alice and Rose attacked. I circled my
arms around Jessica, afraid they would knock us over. My eyes again landed on
Edward as he continued to talk to nearly everyone he walked past. His smile was
big and I could faintly hear him laugh over the shrill squeals Alice and Rose were
now giving over Angela's ring.
"I decided that there'd been just too much wasted time so I took her over to her
parents' house and after her dad listened to the entire story, he gave me his
blessing. I didn't waste a second as I dropped to one knee and asked for her
hand."
The look Angela and Ben had for one another, I had only read about it in trashy
romance novels, but this was a real-life dream come true. Some people were

destined to be happy with the love of their life. Others were destined to be alone.
I was definitely one of the alone ones.
"What did I miss?" a sultry voice questioned in my ear and for a fleeting moment,
I dropped my defenses and closed my eyes, letting it ripple down my body, filling
me with warmth and desire.
"Oh, my god, Edward, Ben and Angela are back together!" Esme's excited voice
echoed in my right ear as Edward stood from his seat to my left. He shook Ben's
hand as he congratulated him and then kissed Angela's cheek.
"Thanks, Edward, we have Bella to thank for it," Angela told him. "She opened
our eyes to the truth."
"Maybe Bella should take some of her own medicine," Edward looked at me
pointedly.
It was at that moment the band began playing what I determined must have
been the fight song. I watched a very excited Jessica dance in her seat as the
cheerleaders began to shake their pompoms and shout for the players who were
now taking the field. Edward was still standing beside me and it was as if the
universe was against me as he brushed his arm along mine. I could feel the
almost chill-like sensation that his skin left in its wake. Jessica chose that very
moment to decide that she would rather have had Edward hold her than her own
mother. As she wiggled and tugged at his arm, he smiled down at her and then
without even a pause, he took her into his arms.
"Come here, princess."
He quickly took her from my arms and then sat her on his shoulders where she
began to cheer along with the crowd.
"Edward, let me take her, she may get excited and pee on you by accident," I
leaned into him so he could hear me over the crowd. His shoulder was solid and
his cheek smelled so good. I had to bite my bottom lip to get myself together.
"She's fine, Bella. Besides, do you think she'd be the first little girl to pee on me?
I am a pediatrician after all."
His eyes were so kind and I had to fight very hard not to melt into them. He had
charm to spare and I just couldn't let myself get lost in it. I quickly made myself
remember the day I'd found out that Mike had left us. That quickly turned a fan
on my lusty haze.
The crowd calmed down once both teams were on the field. I insisted that Edward
set Jessica in his lap while we were sitting down, as I didn't want the people
behind us not to be able to see around her.
"May-May!" Jessica shouted.
I then noticed that Maggie was standing with the cheerleaders. She quickly
turned at the sound of Jessica's voice. She waved at Jessica and Jessica got even
more excited. I watched as Edward stood up and then walked over to the fence
with Jessica in his arms. He then lifted her over the fence into Maggie's waiting

arms. Jessica was so excited that she was screaming and giggling, which made
everyone laugh at her.
"Sorry, Bella, I just can't seem to say no to her," Edward leaned into my ear and
softly admitted.
I looked to Edward. "What do you mean you can't say no to her?"
"Calm down, momma bear, when I drop Lilly off for Alice sometimes, Jessica begs
me to read her a story. I find it hard to say no to her."
I turned my attention back to my daughter who was now over the moon as
Maggie had given her a spare set of pompoms. She was now dancing along with
the girls on the field.
"That was a nice thing you did for Ben," Edward praised me.
"They're in love. People in love deserve to be together," I responded not taking
my eyes away from Jessica.
"I couldn't agree more." His voice was husky and full of hidden meaning.
"You do realize that by sitting so close to me, our wedding announcement will be
in the local paper tomorrow," I offhandedly told him.
"I have the perfect honeymoon spot picked out," he replied.
I tried so hard not to look at him after that comment. I failed miserably. His
cocky grin made me want to laugh, not slap him sillylaugh. This was new.
"Thank you for discontinuing your gift-giving."
He smiled as he snuggled in closer so I could hear him over the roar of the crowd
as the Spartans made a touchdown.
"I didn't stop, necessarily; I just have a clearer perspective of the type of girl you
are."
Now his arrogance was simply pissing me off.
"Listen, Dr. Cullen, I realize that I may present some form of challenge to you as
I'm not following the behavior of the women you've pursued in the past, but let
me make myself perfectly clear. I'm not the type of woman who's going to fall at
your feet and beg you to fuck me senseless. Furthermore, you should really
discontinue your pursuit of me because it'll be in vain. I have no desire to be in
any relationship with you, or any other man for that matter. I'm happy with the
way my life is right now and I don't need a man complicating things. Please go
back to you regulars for your romantic requirements."
I watched as his eyes became very dilated. At first, I thought it was from anger,
but once he opened his mouth and spoke the words I would never forget, I knew
it was something much more.

"Let me be perfectly clear on some things for you as well, Ms. Swan. I don't have
a 'line of regulars' as you so eloquently stated. I've found the women in this town
to be far too forward and rather disturbinglyuninhibited. I find not a challenge in
you, but refreshment and quite frankly, grace. By you refusing my gifts, it's not
deterred me, but shown me what your preferences are not. I want to make
myself perfectly clear. I won't stop, not until you agree to just one date with me,
Bella. After that one date, I'll never bother you again if that's your wish."
His words affected me more than I wanted to admit. I remained silent in my
thoughts for the remainder of the game. Edward respected my silence and
watched the game as if I wasn't sitting beside him. When the football captain was
crowned Homecoming king and he kissed the beautiful girl in the green dress, I
closed my eyes and shuddered. I clearly remembered Mike telling me that Maria
was a sloppy kisser. I had been such an idiot to believe anything that came out of
his mouth.
The game ended and the Spartans won by seven points. Esme told me to hang
around for just a few minutes and Emmett would be able to talk with me.
"You could just come to the house if you wanted to. We always have an aftergame drink once the kids go to sleep," Esme suggested.
"Thank you for the invite, but I have things I need to take care of," I declined.
She hugged me tightly and reminded me that I was going to be a guest for dinner
very soon, and she was not taking no for an answer.
Emmett instructed his players to head to the locker room and then made his way
to where we were standing.
Emmett was everything I had heard he was. He was big as a brick wall and so
very handsome. I had no problem ogling him as I knew he was married to Rose.
He would never be interested in me, so I took in his form in appreciation.
"Ms. Swan, it's a pleasure to finally meet the girl who has my little brother
tripping over his own tongue."
"It a pleasure to meet you as well. Although, I have no clue what you mean by
tripping your brother."
He laughed as he pointed to the field behind me. I turned and lost my breath as I
watched Edward letting Jessica chase him around the goalposts. She was giggling
and yelling, "I get you!" He was laughing just as much and he finally swooped
down and picked her up, spinning her around and then giving her a big hug and a
kiss. My jaw nearly hit the ground when she burrowed her tiny face under his jaw
and had both arms tightly wrapped around his neck. As he turned them to face
us, I noticed he was smiling serenely and his eyes were closed, as if he was
trying to savor this moment and commit it to memory.
"So you want some of my curtain climbers to volunteer at the library?" Emmett
got my attention.
I quickly spun around, dislodging the huge lump that was residing in my throat.
We spoke in some detail as to what he would be able to give me. I really wanted
some drama students to read to the children during the Saturday children's hour.

He was excited to tell me he already had several students wanting to volunteer

their time for me. He gave me his personal contact info and I gave him mine. By
the time we finished, Jessica was dead asleep in Edwards's arms.
"Edward, I'm sorry if she was a bother," I apologized as I reached out to take my
baby from him.
"This little angel was no trouble, but I'd like to place her in her car seat, if you
don't mind."
I reluctantly agreed and he began to follow me to my car. Once he had her safely
buckled in, I noticed the package that contained the music box was still in my
car.
"Here, I have something for you."
I rounded the car and opened the passenger-side door. With the box in hand, I
turned and extended it to him. Edward knew immediately what it was and only
smiled as he shook his head and replied, "One date, Bella, and then I'll take it
back if that's what you wish."
Damn, this man was just as obstinate as I was. If I went through with this
blasted date, would he really back the hell off?
More incredulous was the fact that I was actually considering it.
Chapter 10
Just one date.
Those words had been on replay in my mind since I'd said goodnight to Edward.
For the most part, he hadn't acted like the egotistical man-whore I'd assumed
him to be. He actually seemed down-to-earth, and for lack of better words, a
really nice guy. I reminded myself that he was still a man regardless. However, I
couldn't deny the feelings that had raced through me as I watched him playing
with my baby. It was those very feelings that caused me to break out the locked
treasure chest I had under my bed.
Jessica didn't stir as I'd placed her in bed. I'd even managed to change her
clothes and wash her face and she never even mumbled. I left the bathroom door
open as I filled the tub with the hottest water I could stand. Turning off the lights,
I allowed only the flickering glow from the candles that surrounded the tub to
illuminate the bathroom. I slowly slipped out of my clothing and into the foamy
bath. I had to take my time, as it was very hot against my skin. I could feel my
muscles relax as I slid further into the steaming water.
I tried to close my mind to the feelings I now had after spending time with
Edward. I didn't want to feel the fire that had been started only hours ago. The
last time I'd had to release this much tension had been after watching that
fireman in Chicago roll up that hose. Sitting beside Edward had proved much
more stimulating. Historically, I had to get myself worked up by pinching my
nipples and rubbing my hands over my body. Not tonight. My vibrator slid right in
and I nearly came before I'd even turned it on. I closed my eyes as my hand
brought the vibrator in and out, allowing the vibration of the nose of the rabbit to
work my clit. I closed my eyes and let the tingling sensation encompass my entire

body. I had to bite my bottom lip to keep from crying out in ecstasy. If I had this
type of reaction from just sitting beside him, I had to wonder what would happen
if I actually
"Ugh, stop it, Bella. Get yourself under control."
I had to stop this line of thought and chastised myself for even allowing my mind
to go there. Relaxed but pissed off at myself, I climbed out of the tub and got
myself ready for bed.
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
I startled abruptly to the sound of a very loud motor being cranked. The sun was
bright when I woke, too bright if you asked me. I hadn't gotten much sleep last
night. I woke up three different times and had to relieve the tension my dreams
had created. Now, one of my neighbors was mowing his lawn, ending any plans I
had for sleeping in. I walked into Jessica's room to find her still sleeping in spite
of the loud lawnmower. I trekked my way to my kitchen, desperately needing a
hot cup of coffee when I noticed movement in my back yard. I crossed the room
quickly to find none other than Edward Cullen pushing a lawnmower, cutting my
grass. His hair was tucked under a grey bandana, his Mariners tank shirt showing
his very muscular pecks and was cut low enough to show the sides of his ribs. His
khaki shorts were covered at the hip by his shirt, the tattletale white earphone
cords draping from each ear.
Throwing my back door open, I stomped out onto the back deck, waving my
hands franticly in the air to get his attention. When I'd signed the lease, I had
been happy to read that lawn service was included. The gentleman who normally
mowed my lawn once a week had introduced himself and said he would be here
every Saturday. He had always shown up in the afternoon.
Edward finally looked my way and a huge smile broke out on his face. He
released the handle and the loud mower shut off with a huff.
"Good morning, Ms. Swan, you're looking exceptionally delightful this morning."
His face was wet with sweat and it had started to collect in the center of his
chest. The slightly darker shade of gray caught my attention and I briefly
wondered if he sweated that hard when he did other things.
"Ignoring the obvious, what are you doing here?" I was standing there half-awake
with my hands on my hips in all my barefoot glory.
Edward pulled the bottom of his shirt up and wiped the sweat that was running
down his face and neck. In doing so, I was given a full view of his perfectly
sculpted abs, complete with happy trail that I had been thinking about far too
much in the past eight hours.
"Well, the gentleman who regularly cuts the grass for our family is currently on
his way to Seattle with his wife who had their baby about five hours ago. She was
a little early and we aren't equipped to handle that type of situation. My father is
handling the baby and I'm making certain his work gets done."

I couldn't respond. I tried several times to say something, but the words just
wouldn't come. Thankfully, I had left the back door open and I could now hear
Jessica babbling from her crib so I quickly excused myself and went to get her.
I should have just kept my eyes focused on picking my daughter up and not
chancing a look in the mirror. Just when I didn't think things could get any worse,
they did. I noticed that my tiny cami was so thin you could see right through it,
and my nipples were prominently on display and standing at full attention. It was
also obvious that my pajama pants were still lying in a heap at the end of my bed
as I had marched outside in my lacy bikini underwear, which was just as thin and
see-through as my cami. I wanted to hide in a hole somewhere.
I waited until I heard Edward drive away before I made any moves to look
outside. The last thing I needed was for him to see me looking at him. However,
the memory of his shirt pulled up as he wiped at his sweat caused me to need yet
another round of self-love in the shower. I would need to add an economy-sized
package of batteries to my shopping list at this rate.
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
"Dad, I just want you to understand that I have no interest in dating anyone, not
just Dr. Cullen."
My dad and Sue had arrived later that evening. My dad was barely inside the door
when he began his interrogation as to why I was still "playing hard to get" as he
termed it.
"Baby girl, you have to understand that not every man is out to hurt you."
This wasn't the first time I had heard this story from him. I knew my father only
wanted the best for me, but so did I. I was happy that my father had found
someone he could trust in Sue. Hell, I liked him better now that he was with her.
He was a different person than when he and Renee were together.
"Maybe you're right, Dad, but for now, I'm happy with the way my life is. I just
don't have time for a man right now."
After Sue begged me to let her read Jessica a story, my father and I once again
sat on the back patio and drank several beers. I enjoyed this time with him and
thanked god for Sue and her understanding ways.
"Bella, I just worry that you're going to shut yourself off to someone who'd be
good not only for you, but for little Jess, too."
"Is that why you gave him the green light to date me?"
My dad took a long pull from his beer; he took several minutes before he finally
answered me.
"Listen, in my day, it was expected for a young man to ask permission of a young
lady's father to date his daughter. Call it old-school thinking if you want, but
Edward is a good man. The whole time I've known him, he's always been a
stand-up guy. He isn't a skirt chaser like some of these other yahoos. Give him a
chance, Bella."

That night as I lay in my bed, I let my father's words roll around in my head.
Clearly, I had assumed things about Edward that weren't necessarily true. It
didn't change the fact that I wasn't ready to open my heart to any man. Deep
inside, I still believed that most men were worthless.
Sunday morning came with Maggie knocking at my door. She had just returned
from church and wanted me to sample some of the treats that would be served to
the children during the reading hour. I had to confess I was a little jealous that I
wasn't going to be eating a snack every week. Those ladies could really cook.
James called me that afternoon and asked if he could stop by my house to show
me the cost breakdown of the yoga classes. I told him he could simply bring them
in on Monday, but he said he wanted me to meet his boyfriend and due to the
fact his lover worked during the week, this was his only opportunity. James was
such a sweetheart as he brought cheesecake and a bottle of really good wine.
"Bella, this is my boyfriend, Jake. Jake, this the best boss on the planet, Bella
Swan."
Jake was the complete opposite of James. Where James was what I would call
eclectic, Jake was straight-up GQ. He stood at least six feet tall and his hair was
short, but in that "I just had great sex" kind of way. His skin was dark like Seth's
and so I assumed he was of the same tribe. His jeans looked like they were
painted on and for a tenth of a second I wanted to jump him. I had to keep
reminding myself that he played for the home team.
Jake and Jessica hit it right off and I was grateful as he played with her while
James and I talked. By James's estimates, the classrooms would not cost us
much up front and the profit would be significant in a few months.
"So, I hear you're turning the head of one Dr. Edward Cullen, Ms. Bella," Jake
said with a cocky grin. "I can't believe you've turned him down. Most women and
certainly this man would jump at the chance to bed that fine man."
I looked at James, who could only glare at Jake. I couldn't contain the laughter as
James began to scold him thoroughly.
It was nearly eleven o'clock by the time Jake and James finally left. Jake
demanded that we all go out once the library was up and running. I gladly
accepted as I knew I had a less than zero chance of either one of those guys
trying to get me in bed.
As I settled into bed that night, I smiled, as I knew things were going to be okay.
Saturday was our grand reopening and our first children's reading hour. Saturday
just couldn't get here soon enough.
Chapter 11
"My aunt Tanya told me that Dr. Edward was at your house on Saturday."
Irina met me at the front door the second I came in. I had completely forgotten
that Tanya was Irina's aunt and that she had a thing for Edward.
"Yes, but he was mowing the lawn," I answered flippantly.

Her eyes looked heavily into mine. "You didn't invite him in?" Her voice sounded
disbelieving.
I walked past her and put my purse in my drawer.
"Not that it's anyone's business, but no, I questioned why he was there and that
was it."
She looked at me again and then turned and left.
It was shortly before lunch when a man with a clipboard walked through the front
door. Angela looked up from her computer and greeted him.
"Hello, Sir, I'm sorry, but we aren't really open yet."
The man adjusted his hat and then smiled at Angela. "Sorry, Ma'am, but I have a
delivery."
My insides clinched as I worried that Edward had begun his flower-sending antics
again. I walked over and held my hand out to him. "Hello, I'm Ms. Swan. Can I
ask what kind of delivery?"
He smiled and then handed me an envelope. I opened it and nearly fainted when
I read the letter.
Dear Isabella,
As I told you the other night at the game, my gifts have only shown me
what type of woman you are. What I've discovered is that you're genuine
and caring, selfless to a fault, and very strong-willed.
You have a love of people and of learning. You want everyone to be able
to experience the love you have for books and the characters hidden in
them. To be able to take a journey of their very own to places they've
only dreamed of. You feel strongly for those you love. When you fall in
love, it'll be forever and it'll be the passion that consumes you. You
haven't been truly loved yet, Bella, but if given the chance, I'll gladly
show you how wonderful it is.
Now, as for the delivery that you're currently perplexed about, I have
some loves of my own that I want to share with not only you, but the
people of our great town of Forks. I visited a library in Chicago once.
They had this music area where you could step inside of a glass booth
and listen to music while not disturbing others who were reading or
studying. Music, in my opinion, moves people. It does amazing things to
their souls, and like books, can take you to places you only dreamed of if
you just close your eyes and let it.
Don't think for one second about telling the gentleman who is still
standing in front of you to return it. I've already spoken with the board
and they're ecstatic to have something that the Chicago library has.
Remember, Bellaonly one date.
Warmly,

Edward
Behind the letter was a brass plaque that read
In honor of the brown-eyed girl who inspires the music of my heart.
The glass booth took the man a little over an hour to install, including attaching
the plaque. James was the first to try it out. I watched everyone laugh as he
began to dance with the headphones that were inside the booth. I couldn't argue
that this would be a welcomed addition to the library. Once James was done,
Maggie was quick to take over. It was nice to see everyone laughing, even Irina
when she took her turn.
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
When Friday night arrived and everyone had gone home, I stood in the middle of
the library and just looked around. I closed my eyes and remembered how things
had been when I'd first entered through the doors. How the carpet had been worn
and filthy, how the Coke machine had had bugs in it and was leaking all over the
floor. How Angela had been doing everything while Irina had been busy on her
phone. Now, it was time to see what the board thought. Would the people of
Forks be open-minded about the changes? Would they even use the technology
we had installed?
Sleep was not my friend that night. I tossed and turned, questioning if I had
taken care of everything. Jessica had been congested the last few days and I
worried she would miss the story reading. However, she didn't have a fever so I
tried not to worry.
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
"Bella, have you seen the line?"
James was quite excited as he looked out the window for the hundredth time this
morning. The library was set to open in ten minutes. The ladies quilting clubs had
been here in line since before seven o'clock this morning. The drama kids were in
the back room rehearsing their parts for the children's hour. The workers for
Contemporary Coffee had baked so many goodies that we could feed an army.
"It's time," Angela whispered into my ear. I smiled at her and then nodded for
her to go ahead. Once the doors were unlocked, the quilting ladies headed
directly for their wall where the current county fair winner's quilt was hung. You
could hear them talking about stitching and fabric. Mr. Jamison was first in line
for a cup of black coffee. He now had his eye on the Today's Hunter magazine
that was sitting in the rack. I watched as the line moved along for new library
cards and movie rentals. I had never received so many hugs in my life. Even my
father showed up and paid a fine he had from earlier in the year.
"It's better than I imagined," a husky voice spoke into my ear. I closed my eyes
as I felt my thighs clinch.
"I agree. It all came together nicely," I responded to myself more than him.
"Uncle Edward, the story is about to start." Little Lily was tugging on Edward
pants legs. He smiled as he looked down and then took her hand.

"Alright, princess, let's take a seat." He turned to me and smiled, "Care to join us,
Ms. Swan?" It was becoming increasingly harder to resist returning his delicious
smile.
"Sorry, but I need to make sure everyone is doing okay. You enjoy the story
time, though."
Jessica had begged me to let Maggie, or May-May as she called her, sit and listen
to the story with her. I asked her if she wanted me, but she wrinkled her nose
and said, "No, me want my May-May."
Maggie made the announcement that the story hour was about to begin and all of
the children and adults began to make a large circle around the small stage the
students had built. It wasn't really a stage, more like a large step that was tall
enough that children could see the storyteller.
I watched as Jessica followed Maggie until she spotted Lilly and Edward. She
tugged on Maggie's hand until she knelt down to her level. Jessica whispered
something into her ear that caused Maggie to smile. Jessica then wandered over
and patted Edward on the shoulder. She leaned into him and said something and
he only smiled and opened his arms for her. She sat on his lap beside Lilly and
the two girls held hands as Edward cuddled them on his lap.
"So that's your angle." I quickly turned to find Tanya standing beside me, staring
at Edward and the girls. I rolled my eyes and then returned them to look at my
daughter.
"You're seriously mental," I responded. I was so sick of this bidding for Edward's
attention.
"Perhaps, but I didn't give you enough credit. My sister is ready to tear your hair
out." Her voice was even, calculating. It made me shiver slightly.
"Well, she has no reason to. I've done nothing to her. I don't return Edward's
interest."
"You messed with her money. That stunt you pulled with Carlisle cost her a
promotion."
I turned my attention fully to her.
"It seems you got the story wrong, she did all that to herself. Now, if you'll
excuse me, I have a job to do."
I walked away quickly. Causing a huge scene would not do me or the library any
good.
"Spoiled rotten, that one," Mr. Jamison spoke as he stopped me.
"I'm sorry?" His statement startled me so much that I had forgotten why I was
upset.
"Tanya and her sister, Lauren," he gestured toward the two women that stood
hungrily ogling a laughing Edward. "They've been rotten to the core since the
second they were born. Their dad took off when the girls were young. Their

mamma is the reason they act the way they do, man after man, in and out of the
house."
I really didn't want to listen to the gossip.
"Well, Mr. Jamison, I suppose we all make choices."
He then smiled and said, "Yes, and you're choosing to throw away a chance at
real love. It doesn't come around every day, Ms. Swan. That makes it a rare
commodity and a prize worthy of pursuing." And with that, he walked away and
resumed reading the hunting magazine.
The line to get library cards had grown and was now blocking the door to get out.
I jumped on a computer and quickly helped the girls to get caught up. Irina was
like a new person, actually being helpful as she answered question after question
about the features of the computer system. Angela was in her element as she
walked around and helped people find books and movies. Before I knew it, the
story hour was over and the children were enjoying their snacks.
"Momma!" I heard my little miracle yell.
I turned my head just in time to see her and Lilly trying to feed a large bite of
cookie to Edward. The poor guy had melted chocolate all over his face, but he
had never looked happier as he took a bite from each cookie. I walked over and
tried to take Jessica out of Edward's lap, only to have her screech in protest.
"Jessica," I corrected sternly.
"Momma, him's hungry. If we not feeds him, he turn into a monster!"
I looked at Edward and I wanted to lick that chocolate right off his face.
"I think your cookie monster has had enough cookies. Why don't you feed this
little monster right here?" I began to tickle her and she squealed with laughter.
"I need to thank you, Dr. Cullen," I said as I handed him a napkin.
"Well, I'll pass it along to my father then." I looked at him bewildered. "Bella, I'm
Edward to you, I'm only your daughter's doctor."
I rolled my eyes, could he get any cheesier?
"Fine, Edward. Thank you for the donation you made to the library. It's definitely
been a hit."
Irina had to start a sign-in sheet for the booth. Not surprisingly, it was booked
until closing.
"It was my pleasure. Have you tried it yet?"
He had gotten most of the chocolate off his face, but he still had a little on the
center of his chin.

"You have a little" I pointed at my own chin. He wiped several times, but had
managed to miss the smear of chocolate.
"Good lord, Edward," I fussed as I reached over and licked the tip of a clean
napkin and began to rub his chin. Once it was clean, I attempted to use a piece of
dry napkin to finish. However, my finger slipped and I touched his bare lip and
instantly gasped. The feel of our skin touching was overwhelming. It was as if I
was touching a live battery. It wasn't painful, the opposite, actually, and it scared
me by the way it made me feel. I looked into his green eyes. This close, I could
see that he had golden areas around the outer sides and dark brown flecks
running sporadically around the pupils. I could smell the sugar and chocolate on
his lips.
"I'm so sorry." I quickly turned and scrambled to my office, Jessica securely in
my arms. I closed the door and placed Jessica on the floor. This was ridiculous,
he was just a man. A man made of skin and bones, and right now he shook me to
my very core. I took in a deep breath and that was when my poor baby started to
sneeze. I opened my door and sought out my father.
"Dad, can you take Jessica home? She's fighting off a cold and I don't want her to
be miserable or get any sicker."
Sue took Jessica from my arms, her half-eaten cookie still tightly gripped in her
hand. I kissed her cheek and was happy that she was still fever-free, at least for
now. She tucked her head against Sue's breast and dropped her cookie. Dad was
quick to clean up the mess and wrapped his arm around Sue and his
granddaughter.
"I'll pick her up as soon as I'm finished here."
"She'll be fine, Bella," Sue spoke over her shoulder.
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
The board was more than happy with the final numbers. We'd had several of the
small communities around Forks attend and sign up for the internet borrowing
service we now offered. I was exhausted and anxious to get back to my sick
baby. I left my SUV running as I parked outside of my father's house. Sue led me
back to the den where a sleeping Jessica was bundled up on the sofa. Sue had
plugged in a cool mist humidifier as she said Jessica had begun to cough. She
was still feverless, though, and I hoped this was just a simple cold.
Sunday was spent lying in bed with Jessica. Her coughing had increased and I
had even called Edward. He agreed that since she was feverless that it was more
than likely a simple cold. He prescribed some cough syrup that my father went to
the pharmacy after. Edward called and checked on her right after dinnertime. The
cough syrup had really helped and she was sleeping peacefully.
Just after four o'clock on Monday morning, though, I woke to my baby screaming
at the top of her lungs. Her breathing was irregular and she was pulling at her
ears. She was also hotter than a firecracker. I jumped out of bed and took her
into my arms. I headed to the bathroom to get the baby thermometer. Less than
five minutes later, I was gathering my purse and heading for my car. Jessica's
temperature was 103.5F and I didn't like the wet sounds of her breathing. I

pulled into the emergency room parking lot and took her in through the double
doors.
As I waited for the nurse to return to her desk, I looked around and noticed two
other people sitting in the chairs. One was an older lady that was holding her
shoulder. The second was an older gentleman who appeared to be sleeping. I
pulled out my phone and quickly sent Angela a text, telling her that I would most
likely be very late coming in if I made it in at all. She responded and asked if
everything was alright. I told her Jessica was sick and that I was at the hospital.
She replied to keep her posted.
"He isn't here."
The clipped voice behind me brought my attention back to the nurse's desk.
Lauren was standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at me and a very fussy
Jessica.
"I don't care, I need to have Jessica looked at."
The redhead from the other day appeared from the set of double doors that led to
the emergency room.
"You'll have to wait like everyone else. Just because you're fucking Edward
doesn't give you special treatment."
Lauren began typing away on her computer and then told me to have a seat.
"Can you give me a ballpark figure of how long the wait is?"
Victoria sneered at me and then responded, "A couple of hours." She then looked
at Lauren smirking.
I debated as to what to do. I could sit here and wait for them to see her or I
could drive to Port Angeles and be seen quicker. With a quick look to the pale,
tear-stained face of my baby girl, I rose from the chair and headed out of the
emergency room.
I sent a quick text to Angela confirming I would not be in today and that I was on
my way to Port Angeles. I was about to open my car door when a soft hand stilled
my movement.
"Bella, why are you leaving?"
I looked up to see the warm eyes of Carlisle. I instantly felt the tension leave my
body.
"I'm sorry, Carlisle; the wait time in there is too long. Jessica's fever is over
103F and her breathing is funny. I'm driving to Port Angeles."
Carlisle took Jessica from my arms and quickly looked at her. He then began
walking back into the emergency room. "Follow me, Bella, this isn't a waiting
situation."

Lauren didn't notice the door open this time as I clearly heard her say, "That was
too pathetic, using her ugly-assed kid to try and trap him."
Carlisle continued past her, shouting, "Get the director of nurses down here,
STAT!"
I ignored Lauren and Victoria as I followed Carlisle down the hall and into a room.
He gently laid Jessica on the bed and began to listen to her lungs. Another nurse
that I had never seen before was at his side and he began to give her orders that
I didn't understand. Carlisle moved quickly around the room. A large machine
was brought into the room and the technician hung a heavy apron around me.
"Is there any chance you're pregnant, Ms. Swan?"
I quickly looked to the tech and muttered a soft, "No."
I heard the sounds of several beeps and the sliding of metal on metal. I tuned it
all out as I stood beside my daughter, whose eyes were now closed, her cheeks
bright red and her skin pale. I looked over to the other side of the bed as Carlisle
was finishing starting an IV while the tech with the machine left the room. I
hadn't even noticed that they had taken the heavy apron off me.
"Bella," my father's voice sounded from behind the now-closed curtain and I
quickly pulled it back and threw myself into his waiting arms.
"Daddy, II..."
"Shush, baby girl. Carlisle is taking very good care of her." His arms wrapped me
tightly and I melted into them. I buried my face into his chest, the smell of Old
Spice and newspaper filled my nose.
"I got here as soon as I heard. What are her O stats?" Edward's velvet voice
filled the room. I didn't look up; this was no time for my hormones or any
competition for his attention.
"They're not good, Edward, even on one hundred percent oxygen. Her lungs are
full of fluid."
This got my attention and I removed myself from my father's chest.
"Carlisle, what's going on?" my voice was trembling with fear.
"Bella, I think Jessica has pneumonia. I want to see the x-rays and the blood
work first, but she shows all the signs."
I looked to Edward who was listening to Jessica's lungs with a frown on his face.
"But she was just coughing last night," I shook my head back and forth. I knew
pneumonia could be very serious.
"I've seen this particular type before. It's slow to grow in the body, but once it
matures, it spreads very fast."
I felt my father's hands on my shoulders.

"Dr. Cullen, her temperature has increased to 104F."

Edward began to pull white bags off of the shelf behind him. He never looked at
me, just kept working. He then lifted each of Jessica's arms and placed one of the
white bags under them and did the same between her legs and under her knees.
Jessica never moved and she never opened her eyes.
"We have to get her fever down, Bella. Edward is trying an old-fashioned method
of cold packs at her pulse points."
Edward stood back and listened to her lungs again. It was then that he looked up
at me.
"Bella, I'm so sorry I wasn't here for her. I was called in shortly after I got off the
phone with you. I had to stand by for a surgery on a young boy who was in a car
accident."
My father responded before I could.
"Now, Edward, there was no way of predicting this. Just yesterday she was
watching her cartoons and giggling."
I closed my eyes and went back to that moment when my dad had brought the
cough medicine. She had been giggling at Ariel on the screen. I wanted to go
back to that moment.
Carlisle was now across the room looking at the x-rays. Edward stood beside him
and was pointing to an area and circling it.
"Bella, the tests confirm what I suspected. Jessica has pneumonia. We're going to
admit her and do everything we can to make her better."
I couldn't say anything, only nod my head. My father held me in his arms as the
nurse instructed us that they would be taking her to the ICU. As I walked down
the hall, I could hear mumbled voices. Turning the corner to get on the elevator,
I saw Esme with her finger pointed directly into Lauren's face. Esme's face was
red and you could tell she was angry. She noticed us waiting for the elevator and
rushed to my side.
"Now, Bella, don't you worry. I've given strict instructions to my two guys that
they will make her all better. Jessica hasn't had one of Nana Esme's birthday
parties yet."
I couldn't respond to her, I could only see my baby lying on that bed, eyes closed
with tubes in her arms and the plastic oxygen tent covering her face and chest.
The elevator ride was quiet as my thoughts were of the last time Jessica had
been in the hospital, which was the day she was born. I had woken up in the
middle of the night because I was thirsty. My back had begun to hurt, but that
night, it was really hurting. I went to crawl back into bed after getting a drink of
water when a sharp pain ripped through my body and a gush of water fell to the
floor. Ten hours later, I had this tiny miracle sleeping in my arms.
The waiting room for the ICU was empty with the exception of myself and now
Sue. Sue had come up once my father had to go to work and she was sleeping in

one of the other chairs. I had tried to sleep, but I woke up every few minutes,
terrified I had missed something. I had closed my eyes once again when I heard
voices.
"I heard that Lauren pushed her out of the ER," the first younger lady whispered.
"That's so sad, tossing your nursing career out the window for a guy. I mean Dr.
Edward is handsome, but he isn't worth losing your nursing license over," the
second older lady replied.
"I heard that Ms. Swan doesn't given him the time of day. Can you believe that,
Shelly?"
"Oh, I can believe that. Ms. Swan struck me as the type who's independent and
doesn't feel the need for a man around the house."
"Well, Shelly, she obviously had need of a man at one point, I mean she does
have a baby after all."
"That's what I'd like to know, where's the father to this baby?"
I sighed as I thought of a response in my head. "Oh, Shelly, he isn't worth the
energy to even think about him."
Chapter 12
My neck was stiff and my eyes felt as if they had sand in them. I blinked several
times and tried to move my head. Was it a plot by the nurses in the hospital to
have the world's most uncomfortable chairs in the waiting area? Maybe they
wanted to keep the visitors to a minimum so they wouldn't ask questions or get
in their way. Whatever the reason, it was pure evil.
"Bella."
The sound of Carlisle's kind voice made me forget all about the pain in my neck
as I stood quickly.
"What's wrong? What happened?" I panicked as my heart was hammering in my
chest. I felt Sue wrap her arm around me as Carlisle's face remained blank.
"Come with me. We need to talk."
The tears came without my consent. I wrapped my arms around my chest and
followed Carlisle to Jessica's room. She lay sleeping like the angel she was. Her
curls lay slicked to her forehead and her cheeks were still blazing red. I watched
as her tiny chest struggled to rise up and down, while the sound of her heart rate
danced on the monitor.
"Bella, the antibiotic we've been giving her over the last few hours isn't helping. "
My heart sank and my legs nearly gave out. This couldn't be happening. "Relax,
Bella. Edward ordered a blood culture and we should get that back in the next
hour or so. Once we have that report, we'll know what better medication to give
her."

His words did little to ease my fear.

"I want to stay here with her."
When we'd first arrived on the floor, we were told that only one person at a time
could come into the ICU and only for ten minutes at a time every few hours. I
couldn't do that.
"I'll make sure you have a better chair," he squeezed my shoulders and then left
me standing beside my daughter. I unwrapped my arms and reached out, taking
her tiny hand in mine.
"Touch is good for her. Tell her a story or sing to her, all that's good for them." I
didn't even turn to acknowledge the person who had come into the room. "I'm
Bree Tanner, I'm a med student and Dr. Cullen has been gracious enough to let
me follow him around."
Bree was writing notes on a small pad of paper. She was a beautiful girl, petite
but very nicely built, with long dark hair, deep brown eyes, and pale creamy skin.
Hell, she could have been a relative of mine as our appearance was nearly the
same.
"She's beautiful."
"She's my entire world," I replied softly.
"Well, if I can do anything for you..."
I didn't look away from Jessica's face; I didn't bother to answer her. Unless she
could make my baby better, I had no use for her.
The nurse brought in a recliner for me and I pulled it as close as I could get it to
the edge of Jessica's bed. I held her hand and told her about the first time I'd
tried to feed her carrots. How she'd hated them so much that she spit them
across the room. Then I started to sing Winnie the Pooh to her, hoping she would
just wake up giggling and demand to get out of this bed. Jessica loved for me to
hum the song over and over to her when I brushed her hair or tied her shoes.
"That was Edward's favorite when he was a little boy as well."
I looked to see Carlisle standing in the doorway. He smiled as he crossed the floor
and listened to her lungs.
"The results are back and we're going to change the antibiotics, but I wanted to
go over a few things with you while we wait."
I looked deeply into his tired eyes. It was the same look I had seen from my
father several times in my life.
"I'm speaking to you as the chief of staff right now. When you came into the ER
this morning, you were treated in a manner that was unacceptable. Many years
ago, we had a nurse attacked and so we installed cameras for their protection.
Everything that happened was recorded. Tanya and Victoria have both been
terminated and I've already notified the state of Washington of this incident. We

have a full investigation going and we'll make certain this never happens again.
As for Lauren and Victoria, I'll make certain they lose their nursing license."
I couldn't speak. I knew there was more to this story than what he was letting
on. Carlisle turned when the door opened and a nurse came into the room. She
had a clear plastic bag that she attached to Jessica's IV.
"This should make her better in no time."
I thanked Carlisle and the nurse as they left together. I sat back down in the
chair and began to sing to her again. I could hear the sounds of people talking
and I looked out the large windows to the nurses' station. It must have been
visiting time as several people were walking around. I couldn't remember the last
time I had gone to the bathroom and my bladder was screaming at me to do so. I
needed a cup of coffee and I remembered there was a coffee pot in the waiting
room. I slowly rose from my chair, stretching and trying to get my legs to work. I
left Jessica's room and asked the nurse outside where the ladies' room was. She
told me it was in the waiting area and I thanked her and continued on.
I could hear several voices as I rounded the corner. Imagine my surprise as I
came into a room full of people. Sue was the quickest and wrapped me tightly in
her arms.
"How is my grandbaby?" she spoke into my ear.
"She still has a high fever and she's still asleep."
I watched as the faces around the room looked solemn. I had no idea who many
of them were, but they each had a story to tell me. Several of the high school
girls were there; they had all volunteered at the daycare and loved Jessica.
Rose was standing in the corner, her thumbnail between her teeth. "Oh, Bella, I
can't imagine what you're going through. Edward has been keeping us posted.
He's going crazy trying to figure out how to make her better." I couldn't answer
her as the tears overwhelmed me. I was so tired and all I wanted to do was hold
my baby and smell her sweet scent. "Angela said she'll be here as soon as she
closes the library." Rose then moved back and handed me a duffel bag. "Alice put
together some things she knew you'd need."
I could only smile and then hug her again.
Once I actually used the bathroom and got myself a cup of coffee, nearly an hour
had passed. I slid back into the overstuffed recliner and the pure exhaustion took
over. As hard as I tried to keep my eyes open, I lost the battle.
I woke when I heard the plastic canopy of the tent over Jessica's bed being
moved and looked up to find a nurse taking her vitals.
"Good news, Mommy, her temp is down to 101F."
It was good news, but I wouldn't celebrate until she was running around the room
driving everyone crazy. I rose from the chair and decided to see what Alice had
packed for me. On the top of the pile was a sweater. I smiled and was thankful to
have something warm to wear as the room here was chilly. There was a new
toothbrush and toothpaste, a small bottle of shampoo and body wash, some

deodorant, and a hairbrush and hair tie. Some clean clothes, including new
underwear and socks, were also a welcome sight.
I walked back out to the nurses' station and asked for a washcloth, which they
were happy to give me. The nurse was so nice that she showed me a small locker
room, complete with a shower. She handed me a towel and told me she would
watch Jessica and for me to try and relax. The shower was lukewarm, but it did
make me feel better being clean. I tied my damp hair up and gratefully pulled the
clean underwear on before quickly getting dressed. Jessica was still asleep when I
returned to her room. I settled again into the chair and rocked back and forth,
waiting and praying.
It was slightly after six o'clock that evening when a knock at the door caused me
to look up. There in the doorway was Angela, large grocery bag in hand.
"Well, you've definitely made an impression in this hospital. This is contraband,"
she raised the brown bag in the air as she spoke.
I smiled and stood up to welcome her. I was fighting exhaustion, but I refused to
leave Jessica.
"Thank you so much, Angela. I'm not really hungry, but I'll try."
She took me into a tight hug and kissed my cheek.
"This is from Esme. She isn't feeling well herself so she's staying at home. She
sends her love."
Angela looked over to a still-sleeping Jessica. Her cheeks weren't as red anymore,
but the last two vitals checks showed no decrease in her temperature.
"She looks so peaceful."
"I wish I felt the same. I won't be able to breathe until she's home safe again."
Angela began to open the bag and place the containers on the table. "Well, my
job is to distract you from what's going on in that mind of yours and I have so
much to share."
She slid a cup of what looked like chicken soup in my direction. I wouldn't argue
with her and would at least take a bite. The warm broth tasted heavenly and felt
so good going down my throat.
"So, I have a confession to make." I turned my eyes to her while continuing to
eat the soup. "I called Dr. Cullen when you texted me. I was making breakfast for
Ben and I don't know; I just felt that since you'd had such a hard time before
with those nurses, you needed to have someone there, so I called Carlisle. He
was almost to the hospital and said he'd check on you."
It didn't escape me that she had admitted to having Ben at her house first thing
in the morning and at such an early hour.
"Anyway, Irina came into the library with no makeup and was very upset. Seems
Carlisle tore into her mom, but not before Esme apparently had words with her.
Lauren was fired and then told Irina that she needed to pack her things because

they were leaving this town. Irina didn't want to go so she called her aunt Tanya
and now she's living with her."
I did stop my eating then. I'd never wanted anyone to lose their job. Maybe I
could talk to Carlisle and see if she could do something else here in the hospital.
"I heard you got to meet Bree Tanner."
I wasn't sure I liked the way she stated that.
"What do you mean? She was here, she's a med student."
Angela pushed her food away and leaned back against the wall.
"Well, it's no secret that when she first approached Carlisle, he wasn't too keen
on taking her on here."
I gave her a questioning look.
"I've heard through the grapevine that she's made it crystal clear how much
she'd like to have a relationship with Edward. She hasn't been like the slutty
twins, though. She's smarter than that I guess because she hasn't tried anything
crazy with him."
I wasn't certain why she felt the need to tell me this. If Edward wanted to date
Bree Tanner, then he had every right to do so.
"I'm certain the only reason for that is because she's so close to being finished
with her training. It would be foolish for her to act on anything just yet. However,
I think she only has a couple more weeks before she's finished. I can't wait to see
what happens then."
Angela began to pick up the empty containers and place them back in the bag.
"Do you need anything, Bella?"
"No, not unless you can make her better, but thank you."
Carlisle and Edward came into Jessica's room shortly before nine o'clock that
evening. I was busy watching Edward listen to my baby's lungs and talk sweetly
to her that I missed Bree walking into the room. It was when Carlisle also leaned
over and did an assessment that I noticed her eyes were locked on Edwards's
ass.
"Her lungs are sounding much better, Bella," Carlisle's voice caused me to forget
Bree and get back to what really mattered.
"Does this mean the medicine is working?"
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, holding my breath as I waited for
Carlisle to answer. He slowly leaned away from Jessica and wrapped his
stethoscope around his neck.

"That's exactly what's happening. Actually, Edward wanted to use this medication
first, but I overruled him," Carlisle sighed, looking to Edward who's eyes were still
locked on Jessica.
I could feel the relief as it ran down my spine and I wanted so badly to exhale
and let out the breath it seemed I had been holding since we had arrived at the
hospital, but I couldn't, not until I had her home, running around and playing.
"I'll stop by in the morning and see how you both are doing. Esme will no doubt
send something for you."
I smiled and nodded as the three left the room, noticing how Bree walked behind
Edward, eyeing him hungrily while he was oblivious.
Angela's words floated around in my head as I tried to get a little sleep. Bree
Tanner was just one of the many who wanted Edward. She was playing her cards
right, though, in earning his trust as a colleague and not throwing herself at him.
I had to give her credit, as she wasn't foolish enough to kill her chance at a great
career for a quick romp in the sack. She was obviously beautiful, poised, and
intelligent, a very desirable combination.
As much as I didn't want to admit it to myself, or anyone for that matter, by
Edward doing everything to help my baby, he was making quite an impression on
me. That night, I dreamed of a warm spring day with bright sunshine, Jessica and
Lilly were playing on a merry-go-round, laughing and having the time of their
lives. I looked down to see my belly round with pregnancy and a silver ring on my
left hand, a male hand with a matching band securely wrapped around my
middle.
"Mommy," I heard Jessica say, her hair bouncing as she played with Lilly.
"Mommy!" I tried to answer her, but my voice would not come.
"Bella," the husky voice of Edward came from behind me.
I turned to find that Edward was the owner of the arm that was wrapped around
me. I gasped, and with a final call from Jessica, I woke with a start to find a very
awake Jessica sitting up in her bed. Her curls were bouncing as she was laughing
at Edward making funny faces.
"Oh, my god." I jumped out of the chair and nearly tripped trying to get to
Jessica.
"Mommy, I hungwy."
I began to laugh as her words were music to my ears.
"Well, it's a good thing Nana Esme made you waffles then, as she hears they're
your favorite," Carlisle's voice sounded from the doorway, another brown bag in
his hands.
"Pawpaw!" Jessica screeched.
My eyes widened and I knew I'd gasped.

Carlisle moved past Edward, who had removed the plastic tent from Jessica's bed
and had just finished listening to her lungs.
"It's alright, Bella, Lilly and Jessica play together so much that when she heard
Lilly call me that, Jessica started as well."
His words did little to calm me. Jessica was picking up so much and soon she
would be acting like a sponge to everyone she met.
"H-how is she today?" my voice broke as my emotions over the situation took
over.
"Well, according to the nurse's chart, her fever broke around midnight and her
lungs are much better. We'll be moving her to the pediatrics unit soon and
working on getting her home."
Edward's pager went off and he excused himself. Carlisle took the opportunity to
close the door and then took a seat next to a babbling Jessica. "I'm glad to have
a moment to visit with you, now that she's doing so much better."
Jessica decided that was the ideal moment to demand to sit in Carlisle's lap,
which he did like a pro. As Jessica took his stethoscope and began to try and
place it in her ears, Carlisle began.
"I have a friend from med school who's a pulmonologist." My heart sank as I
waited for the bad news to follow, the tears forming and my throat constricting.
"I'd contacted him regarding something we saw on Jessica's x-rays." I couldn't
hold back anymore, the tears came and the sobs wracked my body. "No, no,
Bella, this isn't bad news."
Jessica had finally gotten the stethoscope in her ears and was listening to
everything she could find.
"There was an area that was shadowed a little darker and I just wanted his
opinion on the cause." I let out a small breath and wiped away the tears,
watching as Jessica was still lost in her world on Carlisle's lap. "He confirmed my
suspicions as to the reason for the shadowing."
His pause felt like an eternity as I refused to blink.
"When I reviewed the tapes from the ER, I noticed a significant change in
Jessica's behavior of the course of your time in there. She went from fussing and
crying while you spoke to Lauren to non-responsive as you sat in the chair
waiting. I also noticed that Victoria watched this happen and did nothing but
laugh."
I tried very hard to remember if Jessica had still been crying, but all I could
remember was deciding to get her help sooner.
"Bella, the spot on her lung was an area that had begun to collapse. Had you
gotten into that car"
"Oh, my god" the words rushed out of my mouth as I took in what he was
saying. "You stopped me." I could feel the cold chills running down my arms.

"Carlisle, you took her out of my arms and into the hospital and youyou saved
her."
There was no use in trying to stop the tears of pure joy. I rounded the bed and
threw my arms around both Carlisle and Jessica. I held them both so tight that
Jessica began to fuss. "Oh, baby girl, I missed you so much."
I tried to take her out of Carlisle's arms, but she refused to go anywhere. She
was laughing and turning the stethoscope cord in her hands, not a care in the
world. Carlisle noticed my small grin as I continued to look at a perfectly-fine
Jessica.
"It's amazing isn't it?"
I looked to Carlisle, his eyes still on Jessica. "What is?" I asked my voice full of
joy.
"How children bounce back."
I began to chuckle. He was correct, not even twelve hours ago this little miracle
had been burning up with fever.
"It's because the world hasn't told them they have to act a certain way to be sick.
All she knows is she feels better and wants to play."
He was right.
"How am I ever going to thank you?" My words were spoken so softly that I
wasn't certain I'd said them out loud.
"It's my job, Bella."
I looked to Carlisle; his words were true, but not what I wanted to hear.
"I know that you do this because you want to. Because you care about making
people better, I get that. But Carlisle, she's my entire world and you've given me
my world back."
His eyes welled up with tears, but I wasn't finished.
"You're a father and I know you feel the same way about your children. I have to
do something, take out an ad in the paper, stand on the street corner and sing
your praises, I don't knowsomething."
I watched as Carlisle placed Jessica back in the bed. He slowly wrapped the
forgotten stethoscope around his hand and then placed it in his pocket. He
opened the bag and handed Jessica a piece of waffle, which she devoured.
"You're right, Bella, our children are our entire world, we'd do anything to make
them happy."
Thank god he understood.
"If you truly want to thank me by doing something"

"Yes, Carlisle, anything, just name it and it's yours," I didn't even let him finish. I
just had to show him my gratitude for saving Jessica.
"Anything?" he asked and I rolled my eyes and circled my hands, silently telling
him to get on with it. "And then we're even?" his words were spoken very
carefully.
"Yes, you ask, I do, we shake hands and all is even," I giggled.
"Fine, Bella, there is one thing I want."
"Name it," I nodded with conviction and assurance.
"Go on a date with Edward."
Chapter 13
I'd heard it said that you should be careful what you wished for, you just might
get it. Judging by the face of the man who had just been standing in front of me,
I could honestly say no truer words had ever been spoken, on more than one
count.
The look of pure joy had clearly been written across Carlisle's face. I had
practically begged him to give me something I could do to thank him, but never
in a million years did I think it would be what he had requested of me. He had
asked me to go on a date with Edward, but not to tell him that my agreeing to go
out with his son was my way of thanking him. Carlisle said Edward felt strongly
that all I needed was a little push. Well, I supposed this could be considered
pushing, pulling, or even shoving, depending on how you looked at it.
Jessica was transferred to the Pediatrics ward so quickly that I didn't have time to
blink. However, I thought we had been wheeled into the wrong room as I gaped
at the amount of flowers, toys, and teddy bears that filled the room.
"You've made quite an impression on this small town," a young woman gestured
to the bounty filling the room. The candy stripper, whose name I learned was
Heidi, was all-too-informed about who had sent what. I decided I didn't care for
Heidi as she had opened all of the cards and read personal notes that had been
meant for my eyes only, a huge no-no in my book and a major invasion of my
privacy.
"Hello, I'm Carmen and I'll be your nurse this morning," a middle-aged woman
walked in, a chart in one hand and a pitcher of what I assumed was water in the
other.
"Thank you," I responded as I helped lay Jessica into her new bed. She was
sleepy after finishing her entire waffle. Carlisle laughed when she would reach
into the bag and take another piece if she felt he wasn't feeding her quickly
enough.
Carmen sat the pitcher near the sink and then turned and began to write her
name followed by Dr. Cullen's on the white dry erase board that hung by the
door. Carlisle had informed me that once Jessica was on the pediatric floor that
Edward would be her only physician. Jessica was no longer considered a trauma
patient now.

"Dr. Edward makes his rounds around lunchtime; however, I think you'll see
much more of him than the rest of the floor," she winked and wiggled her
eyebrows.
"Talking about me again, Carmen?" Edward's voice was dripping with sarcasm. It
was cute and honestly, a little sexy.
When my eyes finally landed on him, my knees nearly gave out from under me.
He was dressed in black slacks with a gray shirt that made his copper-colored
hair more vibrant. His eyes were shining behind a pair of sexy black-framed
glasses. I never told a soul that I had a thing for guys who wore glasses. His
white lab coat was the only thing that brought me back to earth, that was until
Bree Tanner came into the room behind him.
"Good morning, Bella," her all-too-chipper voice interrupted.
"Dr. Tanner, we address our parents by their surnames unless they grant us
permission otherwise," Edward's voice was harsh; I could tell she had been told
this before.
"My apologies, Dr. Cullen, Ms. Swan."
The smile never left her face, but her tone was forced; she didn't mean a word of
it to either of us.
"My father told me she ate very well this morning. With most children, that's a
good sign. However, I want to continue the antibiotic for a little longer."
His eyes were so beautiful and I couldn't figure out why I hadn't seen this before.
"I trust you, Dr. Cullen."
I wasn't sure if I was talking about just with Jessica or with me as well. The smile
that highlighted his face brought a smile to mine as well.
"I'm glad to hear that, Ms. Swan," his voice was low and husky; it sent heat
straight to my lady bits.
"Please, Dr. Cullen, it's Bella to you." Our eyes were locked and I couldn't have
broken away if I had wanted to. This was new territory for me. I knew Dr. Tanner
was standing close bedside Edward, but for the life of me, I just didn't care.
"Bella it is, then," his voice was soft and caressing. I liked it a little too much.
"Dr. Edward, can I borrow Dr. Tanner, please?" Carmen's voice burst the bubble
that was quickly forming around us.
I looked to the door where Carmen and two other nurses stood, each smiling with
knowing looks on their faces.
"Of course, Carmen, I'll meet you at the nurses' station when I finish in here," he
dismissed Bree, his eyes never leaving mine as he spoke.
I waited until I heard the door to the room close before I spoke.

"I'm glad Carmen needed her, I wanted to talk to you privately about something."
Edward placed Jessica's chart on the bedside table and then turned his attention
back to me. "I haven't been very fair to you and for that I'm truly sorry. I'd like
to accept your invitation for dinner, if that offer is still open."
The smile on his face grew tenfold.
"Yes, Bella, it's very much still open."
I returned his smile with one of my own.
"Of course, I'm certain you understand that I have to wait until Jessica is fully
recovered. I mean what kind of mom leaves her sick child to go out on a date?"
The word date slipped out. I was comfortable with dinner, but somehow the word
date made it personal. I knew I was finding myself very attracted to him, but I
wasn't ready for personal yet.
"I completely agree and understand, you name the date and time and I'll take
care of the rest."
Edward completed his notes on Jessica's chart, the smile never leaving his face.
He wished me a good day and said he would be back once his office hours were
finished.
Jessica slept for a few hours and then wanted to play. The hospital had more toys
and games than the toy store. One of the nurses brought in an armful of puzzles
and books and I spent several hours helping Jessica put them together and
reading to her.
It was just after lunch when a very excited Alice dropped by. She was loaded
down with stuffed animals and more games and puzzles. Jessica began to clap as
she laid eyes on Alice. The nurse came in and helped to rearrange Jessica's IV
tubing so she could get out of bed and play.
"So I got a very excited phone call from a very handsome doctor this morning,"
Alice spoke in a sing-song voice.
"Really? I'm glad you and your father are so close," I joked without looking at
her.
"Nice try, Bella," she replied as she smacked my arm.
We both laughed as Jessica took that moment to clap her hands and laugh.
"I can't tell you how glad I am that you finally agreed to give him a chance. He's
an amazing guy and you're just wonderful, too. You guys just seem to go so well
together."
I did feel slightly guilty since part of me was doing this for Carlisle, but a larger
part of me, and I wasn't sure how strong that part was, had agreed to this for
me.

"It's just dinner, Alice, two people eating at the same time. Don't make more of it
than it is."
Her face never faltered. "Keep telling yourself that, Bella, but you'll be the only
one to believe it."
Maybe I should have been honest with her. I mean I agreed not to tell Edward
about Carlisle and my agreement, but I knew that once word was out, it would
get back to him. I couldn't hurt him like that. He was showing Jessica such
kindness and compassion. It was only dinner after all. Edward himself had stated
that if I agreed to one dinner that he would leave me alone. This could very well
solve two issues with one fork. One, it would finally show Edward that I wasn't
the kind of woman he really wanted, and two, it would put an end to all the
small-town meddling and pressure I was receiving.
"So, I did have a purpose to my visit other than to talk about my brother and see
this little munchkin." Alice tickled Jessica's neck, causing her to squeal with joy.
"The annual county fair is coming up in a couple of weeks and I wanted to see if
you wanted to rent a booth for the library."
I quickly thought back to the small fair we had visited on our drive to Forks and
how Jessica had had such a good time with the puppies. I would make certain to
take her this time as well.
"That's a great idea. We could remind the people of Forks about the many events
and services the library offers them."
My mind was in overdrive as I thought about printing up coupons for free movie
rentals or e-book uploads. This could really help with those services. Not to
mention the coffee shop.
"Just make sure you leave an evening open for you and Edward. Walking along
the midway can be very romantic."
I only smiled at her. I hoped to have this dinner over and done with by the time
next weekend came. The fair wasn't for another month so I wasn't really worried.
"We'll have to see about that. Your brother may not even want a second dinner
with me after he takes me out the first time."
Alice looked at me with a questioning glance. "Whatever do you mean?"
I took Jessica into my hap and helped her comb the hair on the doll Alice had
brought her.
"Have you ever heard the saying 'she's a Mona Lisa' before?"
Alice slowly nodded her head yes. "Well, what if that's me? I look good from far
away, but when you get close to me, I'm far less desirable."
The skin on her forehead wrinkled in frustration. "Are you trying to say you're not
pretty? Because"
I placed my hand on hers. "No, I'm not talking about looks."

I adjusted Jessica in my lap, she was getting fussy again. "I once read that
Matthew McConaughey doesn't use deodorant. He's a very attractive man;
however, I couldn't snuggle up next to him if he smelled bad."
You could see the light bulb go off in her head.
"Bella, I can assure you my brother uses deodorant."
I gave her the look, the one that saidreally?
"Alice, I'm trying to say that just because I come in a nice little package, he may
not like what he unwraps."
She seemed to understand that, or maybe she just didn't want to continue this
particular conversation. She told me she would email me the booth rental
agreement and that if I wanted her help in dressing for my date, she would be
more than happy to come over.
It was two more days before Edward decided that Jessica had the all-clear to go
home. During those two days, more well wishes poured into the hospital. When
we were packing to go home, I began to worry where everything would go.
Carmen came to my rescue and suggested we donate some of the toys to some
of the other kids on the floor. I told her to share as many as she could. I only
hoped the givers wouldn't get upset.
As I got into the driver's seat of my car, I smiled as I noticed my father pull up in
his cruiser. He rolled his window down and I repeated his action.
"I've been told by two very influential women in this city that I'm to escort the
little princess home."
I smiled but rolled my eyes as I raised the window back up and turned the key to
start my car. Dad led the way home and once I arrived, there were at least ten
cars parked along the curb. I pulled into the garage and helped Jessica out of her
car seat. Once inside my kitchen, I found Esme and Sue standing at my bar with
huge smiles on their faces. Jessica took off running and threw herself into Esme
arms.
"Nana!" she shouted.
Sue stood beside the two, rubbing Jessica's back while she gave Esme a hug.
Once she was finished, she reached for Sue. The sight made me think of Renee
and I wondered if she was happy with Mike. Did I have any little sibling running
around out there now? The realization hit me that if they did have children
together, while they would be my sisters or brothers, they would be not only
Jessica's aunts or uncles, but also her stepbrothers or sisters. As it was, Mike was
not only her father, but now my stepfather and her step-grandfather as well.
Damn, that branch of the family tree needed to be pruned. This whole mess was
just too fucked up for even Jerry Springer.
I noticed there was now a huge bowl of fruit on the bar as well as a cake. Edward
had given me a liquid medication for Jessica to take for a week at home. I walked
over to the refrigerator and found it stocked with juice, water, and items to make
sandwiches.

"Bella, Edward wanted me to give you this as soon as you got home."
Sue handed me a large white envelope, my name written along the front. I
opened the card to find his elegant script inside.
Bella,
I have to share with you how excited I am that you've agreed to give me
a chance. I know from experience that you aren't a "sent flowers" type of
girl. You're about the basics, live what you preach. I've done just that.
For the next week, you'll have no responsibility other than to take care of
the princess. Several ladies in the community have approached my
mother and asked how they could help you out as much as you've helped
the community. So they have a schedule and will be bringing you meals
daily. Next is the refrigerator. You both need hydration and so I stocked
your fridge with enough liquids to do just that. I'll be by frequently to
check on you as well. You have my number if you need me, don't hesitate
to call.
Yours,
Edward
His words, live like you preach, stood out to me. Was that the message I sent out
to people? Was I following what I believed?
I had just placed Jessica into my bed when the doorbell rang. I knew immediately
who it was. I quietly walked down the hall, turning the lights on as I went. His
image was distorted by the glass in the door, but there was no mistaking Edward.
I opened the door to find him in jeans and a t-shirt, his sexy black glasses still
riding on his nose. I couldn't help the smile I was wearing as a result. I stepped
aside and motioned for him to come in. I closed my eyes as I took in the wave of
his cologne that his movement had caused.
"How is she?"
I closed the door and took a second to get my mind in order. I knew I was
walking a very dangerous line when it came to my enigmatic feelings for Edward.
"She's asleep. Your mother and Sue played tea party with her most of the
afternoon."
I turned from the door to find him directly behind me, his eyes blazing onto mine.
I felt my body react to not only his amazing smell, but to the way his eyes
penetrated my soul.
"I'm sure they all enjoyed themselves."
He knew exactly what he was doing. He could read my face like a book. This both
pissed me off and turned me on.
"I can't really tell who enjoyed it more, your mom and Sue or Jessica," I returned
as I walked around him, gently brushing against him and hopefully leaving him as
shaken as he had me. "Can I get you something to drink?" I called over my
shoulder, trying to clear my head with the distance I had placed between us.

"Whatever you're having is fine," his voice was again directly behind me. He
apparently wasn't affected in the least.
"Well, since I have an educated adult in the house, I'll be having wine."
I walked to the cabinet that housed the glasses. The wine glasses were on the top
shelf and I had told myself this was for the best as I didn't drink very often. The
last time I'd had a glass, I had to get the footstool to get a glass down. I tried to
stand on my tippy toes this time, not coming anywhere close to the top shelf. As
I lowered my feet back to the ground, I felt a warm hard body press against
mine. I looked to see his arm covering mine as he retrieved two glasses. I closed
my eyes and held my breath as I could feel every defined muscle of his body
pressed against me, including the one that was pressed into my lower back.
"Here you go. My mom has the same issue at her house. My dad is always telling
her to move things, but I think she does it just to have his help," he chuckled as
he spoke the latter. However, his humor did nothing to stop the rush of emotions
I was currently feeling. I understood now why he was so sought after.
I quickly blinked as I turned to the wine fridge that rested under the counter. "I
choose to leave them there so I'm not as tempted to drink alone. I don't want to
have an emergency with Jessica and be too impaired to get help for her."
He was quiet as I opened the bottle. I turned to look at him and ask him if he still
wanted a glass. It was then I noticed the bewilderment in his eyes.
"Edward, what is it?" my voice snapped him out of his daydreams.
"You never stop amazing me." I didn't question him on his meaning. I was too
afraid of the answer. "Even with all that life has handed you, you're still a breath
of fresh air."
I smiled at him as I handed him a glass of wine. He took it and then held it up in
the air, indicating he wanted to give a toast.
"To taking chances, may they lead to something wonderful."
I tapped my glass with his and took a sip. He wasn't the only one who was being
amazed. Every time I was near him, I learned something new, something I
admired.
"Shall we have a seat, or do you have an early morning?" I questioned, hoping
both that he had to go and that he could stay.
"I'd love to sit and talk a while. I instructed Dr. Tanner to perform my morning
rounds."
I smiled as he moved to allow me to walk by him. I checked on Jessica who was
snoring softly. She had always done that when she was either really tired or
congested.
When I returned, Edward was building a fire in the fireplace. Being in the Pacific
Northwest, it was never too warm to build a fire.
"I hope this is alright, I love relaxing by a fire in the evenings."

"It's great, actually. I haven't gotten to enjoy much of the amenities of the house
yet."
Edward was lying on his side with his glass of wine sitting directly in front of him.
The colors of the fire danced off his shiny hair and his glistening eyes. He was
watching the flames of the fire dance as it started to build. I wondered what had
him so lost in thought.
"Penny for your thoughts?" I smiled as I joined him on the floor. I snatched one
of the pillows that adorned the couch to rest my elbow on.
"They'd most likely upset you," his eyes never left the flames as he spoke.
"Unless you're going to tell me that you're going to toss me into that fireplace,
you'll find I'm not bothered by much."
Edward chuckled as his eyes found mine.
"No, nothing that sinister, I just have a few questions I'd like to ask you."
"Fire away, no pun intended," I chuckled as I took a sip of my wine.
"Well, I know that you attended Cornell and have a master's degree." I nodded
my head that I indeed did. "I know Chief Swan is your dad and that he went to
the board and told them about you." He then turned back to looking at the fire.
"What I don't know isanything about Jessica's father," his words filled the air
between us. His tone was one of worry, as if I would be angry by his questioning.
"You want the long story or the cliff notes?"
We both began to laugh. I had thought for certain that my father would have
trash-talked Mike all over town.
"Whatever you're comfortable with, Bella."
So I told him everything. From our high school beginnings, to the apartment we
shared at Cornell, to his abrupt departure during my pregnancy. His chin dropped
when I confessed the ugly role my mother played in his deceit.
"Holy hell, Bella, that's justwow, I can't even find words for what that is. Have
you thought about writing a book about this?"
We both broke into a fit of giggles. He didn't act the way I thought he would and
that surprised me.
"So Mike is completely out of the picture then?" he questioned.
"Yes, and apparently, so is my mother." I told him of the conclusion that I had
come to regarding any children that Mike and Renee could have. He agreed that
Jerry Springer would have called me a big liar.
"So what about you, Dr. Edward, any scorned lovers in your past?"

He chuckled and then got up completely; I followed as the floor was not
comfortable at all. We both moved to the couch and placed our feet on the coffee
table.
"Nothing like what's happened to you. I've had a couple of girlfriends in the past,
but nothing I'd call serious."
I turned my body to face his, bringing my right leg up and tucking it under my
left.
"What constitutes serious in your rule book?" I questioned.
He thought for a few moments and then mirrored my position.
"I know you've seen how my parents are around each other. I mean my father is
always touching my mother, whether it's holding her hand or having his arm
around her. They can tell the minute the other has entered the house without
having actually seen the other. They finish each other's sentences and when they
argue, it's more like foreplay than fighting. I have no doubts that my parents are
madly, deeply in love with each other."
I knew exactly what he was saying. They seemed to act like magnets and drifted
together.
"With every girl I've ever considered being in a relationship with, I've expected
those feelings. Like my heart trying to escape my chest or the need to be close to
them. My father once told me the first time he held my mother's hand that he felt
such a shock come from her skin that he looked around for the live wire he was
certain he had just came in contact with."
My breathing stopped as I took in what he was saying. The first time I touched
him, I felt that charge, like touching a live battery. Did he feel the same with me?
"I told myself the moment I found her that I'd do everything in my power to
convince her I was the right guy for her. That some poor sap like me could love
her with every cell in his body."
I didn't know if it was the honesty in his voice or the wine I had drank, but I
found myself leaning into Edward, tilting my head in anticipation of our first kiss.
I watched as he searched my face, looking for the tiniest bit of hesitation. I could
feel the heat of his breath as it washed over my face and smell the lingering scent
of his cologne. I felt as his fingers reached out and lightly touched my face,
sending the tingling feeling he had just described down my spine. His eyes were
now closed and I slowly closed mine as well. I could feel the softness of his top lip
as it touched mine. I wanted this, I wanted to kiss him and lose myself in that
kiss.
"Mommy"
And like a bucket of cold water being dumped over my head, the tiny sound of
my daughter's voice pulled me back.
"I need to"
"I should go"

We both spoke at the same time. We both stood and Edward crossed the room,
opening my front door. He stood there, appearing to be having an internal battle
with himself.
"Please tell me you felt that, too?" his words were clear and chilling.
"The tingling up and down my spine?" I returned.
He smiled and nodded his head yes. "I'm glad I waited for you, Bella."
And with that he was gone. By the time I got back to Jessica, she was already
asleep again. I quietly crawled under the covers and lay beside her. I watched as
her chest rose and fell, how her eyes twitched behind her closed eyelids. She had
been dreaming about me. I kissed her cheek and then turned out the light. Did
fate play a real role in our lives or was that man's way of explaining the
unexplainable? I wasn't certain, but I did know one thing. This was no longer just
dinner with Edward Cullen; this was a date with destiny.
Chapter 14
It became abundantly clear on Friday morning as I stirred my cup of coffee that
life was getting back to normal. I smiled as a giggling Jessica came running out of
her room at full steam with her arms above her head, she was feeling better.
We had an appointment this afternoon with Edward and I had no doubt he would
give her a clean bill of health. I placed her in the middle of my bed with a video
on so I could quickly get into the shower. I could hear her tossing the pillows
around the room. By the time I was dressed, my room was chaos. She had
completely stripped the bed of all bedding and pillows and was dancing and
jumping on the pile she had created.
The weather was surprisingly nice for this time of year. I was blessed to have my
driver's side window down as I drove the two blocks to Edward's office. Today
was the first day since Jessica's release that we had ventured outside. We were
both going a little stir crazy. Edward had called every day, but hadn't returned to
the house. I wondered if he regretted our almost-kiss that night.
Edwards's office was the same as the last time I'd been there. Jessica didn't wait
a second before scrambling into the toy area while I checked us in.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Swan, I see Jessica is feeling better."
Esme wasn't sitting behind the desk this time. A pretty young lady I would have
guessed to be in her early-twenties sat proudly with a huge smile on her face.
Her red hair was pulled back in a low ponytail, while her pink scrubs looked to be
heavily starched.
"Dr. Edward is still in surgery, he phoned a few minutes ago and said that if you
wanted to wait for him, I could show you to his office, or if you'd like to see Dr.
Tanner, he was fine with that as well."
I did want to see Edward, I wanted to finalize the day and time of our date. But I
also wanted to get out of here quickly and take advantage of the warm weather if
Jessica's lungs sounded good.

"I'll be happy to see Dr. Tanner."

"Very well, I'll let her know you're here."
I smiled and thanked her. Crossing the room, I spotted a very excited Jessica
building a tower with the red and blue blocks. I was just about to take a seat
when a voice called Jessica's name.
I quickly walked over and cleaned up the mess my daughter had created before
hoisting her into my arms. The young lady that stood in the doorway holding
what I assumed was Jessica's chart smiled and then addressed Jessica directly.
"Good afternoon, princess." Jessica buried her face in my neck as we followed the
very nice nurse down the hall. "My name is Vanessa and I'm Dr. Edward's nurse."
Jessica shyly smiled at her. I would have to start working on her communication
skills now that she was going to be more exposed to people.
Vanessa was very patient with Jessica as she took her temperature and got the
rest of her vitals. She ushered us into a room that not surprisingly was decorated
to look like the grand hall of a castle. I knew Esme had played a huge part in
making this room a happy place.
Vanessa didn't even get a chance to exit the room before Dr. Tanner entered.
Bree was dressed in a white lab coat that barely reached the hem of her rather
short skirt. Her knees and lower thighs were proudly on display. The silk green
top she wore had the first three buttons undone, flashing some serious cleavage.
That seemed a little much for treating small children.
"Well, hello, how is Ms. Swan today?" Bree never looked at me and only
addressed Jessica. I guess this was her way of making this all about the child.
She helped Jessica raise her little shirt and listened to her lungs. She was just
about to look into her ears when Vanessa knocked and came into the room.
"Sorry to interrupt, Dr. Tanner, but Dr. Edward is on line one and wishes to be
placed on speaker phone."
Vanessa didn't wait for Dr. Tanner to say anything as she pressed two buttons
and the sounds of slow beeps filled the room.
"Go ahead, Dr. Edward, Ms. Swan can hear you."
Vanessa backed out of the room, closing the door slowly and softly.
"Bella, I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you and the princess."
The sound of his voice did funny things to me. Every time we had spoken this
week, I'd had to visit my treasure chest. He was costing me a fortune in
batteries.
"It's fine, Edward. I was told you were in surgery, I hope everything went well."
The wall that I sat facing was painted with a green hill. The hill had what looked
to be young children playing and horses carrying knights to a castle. I followed

the mural around until the castle came into sight. High in the tallest tower was a
princess leaning out of one of the windows, waving to one of the knights that
rode toward her.
"I'm actually still in surgery."
So that was what that beeping must have been, he had someone lying on a table,
correcting a problem and making life better for them.
"Are you serious, Edward? Hang up the phone and concentrate on what you're
doing! Dr. Tanner can handle this."
I heard him chuckle and it made me smile in return.
"I'm actually watching my colleague stitch up my patient. I had to check on
Jessica myself."
Dr. Tanner must have felt left out as she interrupted our conversation.
"Dr. Cullen, her lungs are clear bilaterally and her vitals are all normal."
I noticed that when she spoke to Edward, her voice changed. It was subtle, but I
could hear the pitch change. She was definitely interested.
"Bella, how has the princess's activity level been since she left the hospital?" he
asked, completely ignoring her. I looked to Dr. Tanner's face, her brow was
wrinkled and she looked very put out. I told him of Jessica's earlier antics in my
bedroom and he quickly agreed that she was doing fine and released her to
return to her regular activities.
"You have no idea how wonderful it is to hear you say that. I wanted to take
advantage of this warm weather and head over to the park."
Jessica's eyes lit up when she heard the word park. Back in New York, our
complex had a playground and every day that the sun was out and the weather
warm enough, we would walk over and play for hours. I knew she missed her
playtime outside.
"Are you headed there now?"
Jessica was now trying to scramble off the table. She knew the quicker we left the
office, the quicker we could play.
"I am, actually. I need to stop by the library and check on things, but yes, I'll be
there soon."
Dr. Tanner had assisted Jessica down from the table and she was now trying to
open the door.
"I'll call you when I finish here at the hospital and if you're still there, I'd like to
see you."
I smiled as I helped Jessica open the door.

"Jessica, are you going to say thank you to Dr. Tanner?"

Jessica's blue eyes looked to mine and then to Bree's. "Bye, Edurd."
I looked to Bree with big eyes and then had to hurry out of the room as Jessica
was running down the hall.
Jessica's birthday was fast approaching and I knew she needed a well-child
checkup. I decided to go ahead and make an appointment while I was here.
As I rounded the corner, Bree called my name from behind me, stopping me in
my tracks. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm so happy she's doing better."
I smiled as I continued to watch Jessica trying to choose which lollipop she
wanted out of the drawer.
"Yes, well, she had excellent doctors working on her. Thank you, Dr. Tanner, for
your help."
Jessica had chosen a red lollipop and was trying to tear the wrapper off, having a
great deal of difficulty doing it.
"Well, it's what I live for," she chuckled at herself and then placed her hand on
my arm. I looked from her hand to her face. "Ms. Swan, I wanted to let you know
that Dr. Cullen frequently goes behind me and checks my work. His desire to
meet you in the park is simply that, checking to see that I listened to her lungs
properly. I didn't want you reading anything into his desire to see you otherwise,"
she said in a sympathetic, caring voice.
She was full of shit.
Here was the thing: I had a theory about jealousy in women. Some women
became jealous and immediately tossed their shoes and earrings to their
girlfriends and started throwing punches. Then there were the women who ran
away and cried, only telling their diary how they really felt. Then there were
women like Bree Tanner. They were calculating, manipulative, and intelligent.
They worked very hard at bringing you into their inner circle, giving you a false
sense of camaraderie. Then they slowly dropped hints of doubt to make you feel
bad about yourself and undermine your relationships. This type was the most
dangerous, and by far my favorite to deal with.
I removed her hand from my arm and looked her square in the face. I moved
closer to her so that only she and I could hear what I had to say.
"Actually, Dr. Tanner, Edward knows how shitty my insurance is and since I
haven't met my deductible, he's letting me give him blowjobs instead. Trust me;
his visiting me has nothing to do with you."
I didn't bother to turn around and see her face. I took Jessica by the hand and
made my way to the car. Bree Tanner was biding her time as she waited to finish
her residency. She wasn't stupid enough to make a move while he was her
supervisor. I could only imagine what she would do once that time was over.
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*

"Bella, what are you doing here?"

Angela was manning the front desk as we entered the door. Irina was busy
putting books away and once she noticed me, she came over to where Angela
was standing.
"Well, ladies, Jessica just had her follow-up visit and she's fit for play duty so
we're off to the park."
Jessica had already headed straight for the music booth. She loved to stand in
there and dance.
"Oh, my gosh, I'm so happy to hear that," Irina spoke from behind her stack of
books.
"Me, too, I can't wait to get back to work and have adult conversations."
Everyone laughed at my admission. Irina was still dressing down, her hair was
now darker and her face still void of any makeup.
"Irina, I'm sorry to hear about your mother."
She looked at me while removing her glasses. "I'm not, she knew better than to
do something like that. She let her emotions get in the way of her job. What kind
of person does that to an innocent child?"
I was floored at her admission.
"Irina, I've been meaning to ask you something." I leaned over the counter to get
closer to her, "When I first came in here, you dressed"
"Like a slut, I know, you don't have to sugar coat it. See, I listened to my mother
and my aunt for my entire life. They told me I had to dress like that in order to
give men the idea of a fantasy that they would want to fulfill. But then I saw how
you and Angela didn't act or dress like that, and yet Angela has Ben who's a great
guy, and you have Dr. Cullen who's tripping over his own tongue to get to you. I
decided to try and do what you guys do and it worked. I have Paul now and he's
the best boyfriend in the world. He opens doors for me and he calls me when he
says he's going to. He hasn't even pressured me for sex, not one time. And the
best part is that he isn't from around here so he hasn't slept with any of the girls
I know. He told me he doesn't go for girls who dress like hookers because they
usually act like it, too."
I smiled and placed my hand on hers, I was so happy for her. She was truly
happy for the first time.
"When his mother heard what my mom did, she told him to go pack my things
and bring me to her house." I watched as a tear rolled down her pale face. "She
hugged me, Bella; she hugged me and told me I would always have a place to
stay if I wanted it."
I couldn't help myself as I rounded the desk and took Irina into a hug of my own.
"Oh, sweetie, everyone deserves their prince charming, you just had to kiss a ton
of frogs to find yours."

We all laughed through our tears as Jessica came running over to the counter.
"Momma, go now?" Her voice was pleading and I knew she was as anxious as I
was to get out into the fresh air. I said goodbye to everyone and made my way
back to my car.
I had just found a parking space in the lot at the park. It seemed that everyone
was enjoying the weather as there were tons of people here. I smiled as I
remembered what I had told Irina about finding her prince and kissing frogs.
Was Mike just one of my frogs?
Was Edward my prince charming or was he just another frog I had to kiss?
"Stay where I can see you, Jessica!" I shouted as I took a seat on a bench. There
were just too many people to let my guard down.
I watched as Jessica ran toward the giant jungle gym that sat in the middle of the
park, her hair glowing in the bright sun. She turned quickly before climbing up
the ladder and waved back at me.
My phone began to ring and I didn't take my eyes off of her as I answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey, beautiful, turn around."
His voice was again like a cool breeze on a warm day as it swept over me. I
quickly turned around to see Edward getting out of his car. He started walking
toward me and I would have sworn it was in slow motion he looked so good. His
sunglasses covered his eyes, but I could see that his smile lit up his whole face.
He looked like a runway model as I watched him cross the grass, heading in my
direction.
I suddenly found myself hoping he wasn't fond of flies.
AN
My inspiration for Edward walking across the lot came from the scene in New
Moon where he is walking toward her in slow motion. That scene gets me every
time.
Chapter 15
Watching Edward walk towards me caused a momentary loss in rational thought.
How did I ever allow myself to get here? I was so lost that I didn't even realize I
had ended the call and placed my cell back in my pocket.
"Wow, this turned out to be a beautiful day," he smiled widely at me.
Good god, how that voice caused things to stir in me.
"I'm glad you gave Jess the all clear so we could enjoy it."

His smile was not only arousing, but for lack of a better word, magical.
"Mommy!" Jessica's excited voice rang from beside me. In a quick movement,
Edward scooped her up and began to walk toward the swings. I watched with my
heart in my throat as Edward swung her around his neck and placed her on his
shoulders. She was giggling and having the time of her life. I fell in line beside
them, looking into Jessica's face, her eyes bright with glee.
"Did you bring sunscreen along, Momma?" Edward asked as he fastened Jessica
into the swing. I smiled as I took the travel tube from my pocket and let him see
it.
"Very good, Bella, I'd hate to have to discipline you for failure to protect her
skin."
Edward stood behind Jessica and gently pushed her. Her tiny hands gripped the
bar of the swing, while her little legs kicked for all she was worth.
"I'm glad you could join us, Edward."
I didn't even try to hide the smile that was etched on my face.
"Me, too, Bellabesides, I really need to talk with you and I didn't want to do it
over the phone."
I looked to his face; he was watching the swing that contained Jessica, his eyes
focused intently on the back of her head.
"That makes two of us. I have something I want to discuss with you as well."
We continued to play with Jessica, she held Edward's hand as she went from the
swings to the slide and then to the wooden bridge. Finally, Edward told her he
had a surprise for her and jogged over to his car. He came back with a box of
sand toys. There were three other little girls that saw the box and immediately
ran over to where Edward stood helping Jessica take her shoes off. He instructed
me to save him a seat on the bench that was directly in front of the sandbox.
Edward knew all of the little girls and helped each one of them with their shoes.
Once everyone was settled, he joined me on the bench.
"For a single guy, you sure know your way around little girls."
He sat down, leaving very little space between us, both of his arms going along
the back of the bench seat.
"I owe it all to my family, I've been exposed to little girls my entire life," he
chuckled.
"I'll bet your house was a fun place to be when you were growing up."
We both had our eyes trained on the little girls having a blast in the sandbox.
"It was the neighborhood hangout. My mom was the mom everyone could come
to if they needed help. She always had something baked for us to eat after
school."

I wanted to be that momthe mom who would kiss away the pain when you hurt
yourself, the mom who would listen and tell you what you needed to hear and not
what you wanted to hear.
"I can see Esme like that."
We were silent for a few minutes. Edward appeared lost in his memories and I let
him be to remember.
"Bella, I have a confession to make." I turned my head slightly, his eyes now on
my face. "When I knew Jessica was going to be alright, I said something to my
father that I wish I could take back."
His eyes were now moving to look at the girls.
"I'm listening," I stated when he remained silent a few moments too long for my
liking.
"During the time I was sending you various gifts, I discovered that you're the
type of person that acknowledges when someone does something for you that
you didn't expect." His eyes stayed on the girls, his face now tinged with pink.
"My mother is the same way. She has drawers full of stationary and a cabinet full
of empty containers she uses to send people thank you notes with her famous
baking attached."
He took in a deep breath as he turned to face me.
"If, after you hear this, you want to back out of our date, I'll completely
understand." His eyes were soft, pleading, the look of uncertainty on his face. "I
told my father that you'd go out of your way to thank us for helping with Jessica.
I bet him that you'd thank me instead of him. I lost."
The latter revelation caused me to gasp. How did he know?
"Why do you say that? Do you not want to go out anymore?"
He quickly spun in my direction and placed his hand over mine.
"No, Bella, I didn't mean it to sound like that. I want to have dinner with you,
quite badly in fact." His eyes became downcast. "I overheard my father tell you
not to say that you were going to accept my invitation, to thank him."
I couldn't help myself as I began to laugh.
"Oh, my god, Edward, I knew this place was small, but this beats all."
He joined me in my laughter.
"So you're not angry with me?" his voice was still hesitant, cautious.
I chuckled at his worry, "No, I'm not mad at all. It's rather funny if you really
think about it."

The glimmer in his eyes returned and the smile again took residence across his
face.
"It is somewhat funny. But I had to be honest with you, honesty is very important
to me."
His words were like promises, declarations of his intentions.
"Yes, well, at least I didn't break my word to your father."
His fingers began to twirl pieces of my hair, it was completely inappropriate
considering we were in public and surrounded by tiny, impressionable eyes.
"So, you had something you wanted to discuss with me?" His eyes were flickering
back and forth between mine, and for a moment, I was lost in his trance. The
giggles that suddenly became louder diverted my attention from him. Jessica was
now holding hands with the other little girls, walking around in a tiny circle,
laughing as they sang nursery rhymes.
"Ium...yes, I wanted to um"
Good god, could I sound more pathetic? I was stumbling over my own tongue.
With a deep breath and a quick check of my senses, I pushed forward. "I wanted
to nail down a day and time for us to have our date."
He lifted his hand up and quickly brushed his thumb across his chin, removing
something that he must have felt tickling him, although I saw nothing.
"Well, how about Sunday night?" That was in two days "If that's too soon..."
"I'll have to let you know about that. I have to get a sitter for Jessica."
"Oh, that isn't an issue. I mean if you're willing, my mother has been itching to
have Jessica over with the rest of the grandkids. She lives for the times when she
gets them all to herself."
The look of wonder in his eyes made me want to know what was running around
in his head.
"Well, I wouldn't want to have her time with her grandkids..."
"Bella," he placed his hand on my face and stopped me before I could ramble any
further, "My mother loves Jessica, just as Alice and Rose love her. She'd be a
welcomed addition."
Somehow, I knew he meant more than just for a play date. This was an area I
had refused to venture into. It was one thing for me to get my heart crushed, but
it was something entirely different for this to affect Jessica. I would take my last
breath protecting her, regardless of who was trying to hurt her.
"Let me ask Charlie first, he's her grandfather and should get first dibs on
spending time with her."
I watched as he looked longingly at the little girls still singing and giggling.

"Can I ask you something personal, Bella?"

I turned my face to see him looking at me intently.
"Sure," I replied quietly.
"Do you ever think about having more children? I mean Jessica is a beautiful child
and full of life, but do you ever see yourself having a bigger family?"
I looked into his green eyes, seeing the look of determination, anticipation, and
something I couldn't quite seem to figure out.
"Honestly, Edward, I haven't really thought about it. For the past few years, I've
only been able to focus on getting my diploma, keeping Jessica in clean diapers,
and keeping a roof over our heads. I haven't even given her deadbeat dad a
second thought."
It was true; after Mike had left, I'd struggled to stay afloat many times during my
pregnancy and after Jess was first born. There wasn't time to think about what I
was missing in my life, I had to keep putting one foot in front of the other.
"I'm sorry, I didn't"
It was my turn to cut him off, "No, it's a valid question. I just hadn't even realized
myself that I'd forgotten that life goes on and I do need to consider those things."
It wasn't long after that before Jessica came over us, rubbing her tired little eyes.
Edward picked her up and carried her back to my car. I promised him I would talk
with my father and see if he was available to watch Jessica. As I pulled away, I
watched Edward standing there in the parking lot, never moving until I turned the
corner.
*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*DDD*
"I wish you would've asked me yesterday, Bells." I'd made a slight detour on my
way home. I ran by my father's house to see if he was available to watch Jessica.
"Sue's sister is visiting from Oklahoma and she'll only be in Seattle for one day
before she heads back home."
Dad had just told me of his and Sue's plans to drive to Seattle in the morning to
meet with her sister. He offered to take Jessica with them, but I worried about
having her so far away from me this soon after her illness.
"Really, Dad, it's alright. Esme has offered as well. I just wanted you to have the
opportunity."
"Sign me up for date number two. No matter what's going on, I'll make certain I
can watch her, maybe take her fishing if the weather is good enough."
I smiled and hugged my father.
"What makes you think there'll be a second date, old man?"

He looked at me and then shook his head, "What did I tell you, young lady? Open
your eyes and see what's right in front of you. He's a good man and he'll take
good care of you, love you like you deserve."
"Dad, aren't we getting a little ahead of ourselves? It's dinner, maybe a movie,
nothing more."
"All I'm saying is don't build a dam on a dry creek bed."
So with a not-so-quick call to Esme, who spoke a hundred miles a minute about
how she was so excited to have Jessica in her home, I had a sitter. She offered to
have Jess spend the night, which I immediately turned down. I did finally agree
that Jessica could come over in the afternoon to play. Most of the conversation
was spent with me listening and Esme excitedly telling me everything she
planned for the kids to do.
When I finally got off the phone with her, my phone rang nearly instantly. This
time it was Alice and Rose. They were nearly as excited as Esme. Rose began the
interrogation of what I planned to wear and how I should do my hair. Alice
insisted that I take a drive over to Port Angeles and get a waxing done as well as
hit the mall for some new undergarments. This was clearly out of control and I
was nearing my limit.
"You know what? This is really all too much. This was such a bad idea. I'm just
going to call Edward and cancel. I mean I really don't want to drive to Port
Angles, and having the hair ripped from my body isn't on my bucket list. Yes, I'm
sure I need to cancel."
Dogs in the next county heard the high-pitched screams of the two of them. They
began to plead with me not to cancel on Edward. Alice was rambling about how
this would derail her plans if the date didn't happen. Rose was making it known
that she wanted to be put on the record that if my date was disastrous because I
was embarrassed due to bushy body hair, she was not to blame.
Jessica was excited to hear that she was going to Nana Esme's house to play with
the Cullen grandkids. She wasn't in the least bit upset that I wouldn't be there.
She just kept chattering on about Lilly.
"So I hear you got an interesting call this afternoon."
Edward had called me after Jessica was sound asleep in her bed. He had a knack
for doing just that.
"I wouldn't call it interestingpsychotic maybe, but not interesting," I chuckled.
"They mean well, but I was glad to hear you handled things. I was wondering if
you had a food preference."
I thought for a moment. "Surprise me, just nothing Italian."
"No Italian, I can handle that. Six o'clock, Ms. Swan, I'll be at your door."
"Six o'clock, Dr. Cullen, don't be late."
"Not a chance, Bella, not a chance."

Chapter 1
The shrill sound of my phone ringing woke me from a deep slumber. The sun was
out, but the clock told me it was only a little after seven o'clock in the morning.
"Hello?" my sleep-filled voice croaked.
"Bella, oh, my god, have you seen this mornings' paper?"
Angela's voice was so high and excited, I was certain I had suffered hearing loss.
"Angela, I'm still in bed, how the fuck would I know what the paper says?" I
huffed as I laid my head back on my pillow, frustration taking over me, as I hated
being roused from a sound sleep.
"Well, then you'd better get your skinny ass out of bed and have a look. It's going
to blow you away."
Reluctantly, I tossed my covers back and swung my feet out of bed. I slowly
made my way down the hallway and opened the front door, snatching the rolledup newspaper that sat on my front porch.
"Okay, I've got it, now what's the big deal?"
"Look on page three and then call me back."
She didn't wait for me to reply as the line went silent. Tossing the paper and my
phone on the couch, I headed into the kitchen. Once my coffee was brewed and
Jessica was eating her breakfast, I sat down and opened the paper. The town of
Forks was not a large city by any means; the Sunday paper was just a reflection
of that as it was only six pages in total. The front page told of the carnival that
was quickly approaching and talked about the rivalry that two local farmers had
about their prized vegetables. The second was a reminder that deer tags would
be available starting next week for the local hunters and listed the names of the
places you could obtain them and their cost. My eyes quickly found the article
that was nestled on page three, just as Angela had said.
Most of us can remember the last city council meeting where members
took a final vote and decided to give our poor library one last try. No one
could have imagined that the decision by our town leaders to hire a
young woman from New York would be one of the best this old town has
ever made. Our new director of library services, Isabella Swan, has taken
us by storm. She has completely renovated the inside and added many
new features that are normally only found in libraries in the larger cities.
Not only has she completely turned the library around for the better, she
has given the town of Forks ten new jobs. Contemporary Coffee, a
Seattle-based coffee house, has approached city officials to break ground
on a new building to be completed by the first of the year. Ms. Swan was
not available for an interview at the time of this writing, as her precious
little girl, Jessica, was recovering from a serious illness. Ms. Swan, the
town of Forks thanks you.
Closing the pages and tossing it to the side, I laid my face in my hands. I was not
used to this type of attention. It was unwelcomed and slightly frightening. Before
I could ponder it any further, my phone began to ring again.

"Good god, woman, I've been waiting for an hour to hear back from you."
Subtlety was not one of Angela's current traits. Ben had opened the door in her
that housed her sassiness.
"I can't believe you woke me for this." Angela burst into laughter. "I fail to see
anything funny about this, Angela. The article didn't say anything the town
gossips didn't already spread."
The laughter suddenly stopped. "Oh, but the town gossips didn't have a thing to
do with the articles that have made the papers in Port Angeles and Seattle."
Oh, my god.
"Tell me you're lying."
"Nope, I read them online myself. Ben is checking to see if you made it into any
other city's news."
Angela said she would text me if she and Ben found anymore and I thanked her. I
sent a silent prayer that they wouldn't find any.
The day went quicker than I liked, as it was now time to take Jessica over to the
Cullen's house. Jessica wanted to take every doll she owned and it took me
threatening to call off her play date with the Cullen grandchildren to get her to
listen to me. On the way over, I had to stop for gas and it took much longer than
usual, as several people wanted my autograph. I quickly shut off my car and
climbed the steps to the Cullen house. Alice threw open the door before I had a
chance to even ring the doorbell. Jessica quickly tried to pass us both as she
heard the children playing inside the house.
"Well, hello, Ms. Superstar," Alice said jokingly.
"Shut it, Alice. I just had to sign autographs and I don't want to hear it from
you."
I moved past her, angry now at the entire situation. Tossing Jessica's backpack
on the floor, I turned to find an excited Esme bouncing on the balls of her feet, a
plate of cookies in her hands. Jessica made it to her side in less than a second.
"Now, Jessica, tell Mommy goodbye and to have fun on her date with Dr.
Edward."
Jessica could have cared less, as she had a cookie in each hand and had spotted
Lilly standing behind Esme. Laughter ensued as the girls raced off, not a care in
the world.
"Oh, how they grow so fast," Esme's motherly voice spoke.
She was right. Jessica was growing so quickly and in a few weeks, she would turn
two. Where had the time gone? I would need to plan her party quickly. I bid Alice
and Esme a good afternoon and headed home. I had laundry to do before I began
to get ready for my date with Edward. As I separated the darks from the whites, I
thought back to Edward's question regarding more children. I certainly didn't

regret having Jessica as a single mom; however, I was certain I could not handle
two children by myself.
I hadn't planned on dressing up for this date. There was no real need as the
fanciest place to eat in this town was the local lodge. With animal heads on the
walls, an evening dress was clearly not required. I also didn't think this was an
occasion for jeans and a t-shirt. Edward didn't look like the wings and beer kind
of guy. So I opted for a long dressy shirt and some leggings. I finished the look
with a loose belt around my hips. I kept my makeup minimal and simply washed
and dried my hair. Just as I sprayed my perfume on my wrists, the doorbell rang.
When I opened the door, the sight that awaited me was one I couldn't have
imagined in my wildest dreams. Edward stood in his dark jeans with a gray
button-up and a sport coat. The top two buttons on his shirt were open. A
bouquet of flowers rested in his long fingers. His smile was the icing on the cake;
it was genuine and not forced.
"Oh, wow."
Edward's words interrupted my scanning of his appearance. I looked down at
myself, noticing nothing out of the ordinary. I had worn this exact outfit to work a
few weeks ago.
"What? What's wrong?"
Edward only smiled wider as he stepped across the threshold and placed a soft
kiss to my cheek.
"Absolutely nothing, you look amazing."
I chuckled as he handed me the flowers. "And you look like you just finished a GQ
magazine shoot," I teased as I made my way into the kitchen.
"Well, I told them I had to hurry today as I had a date with a gorgeous brunette,
the GQ people completely understood."
I couldn't help the giggles that erupted as what he'd said hit my ears. "Then we
better get this over with quick so you won't be late for that date, Dr. Cullen."
His eyes sparkled and his cheeks were slightly pink. "Oh, I think I'm exactly
where I need to be and I intend to take my time and enjoy every second I have
alone with you tonight."
His words left me breathless and for a moment, I forgot my own name. This man
was completely dangerous and I was helpless to do anything about it.
"So I know you said that Italian is out, but do you have an objection to any other
cultures?"
His words gave me the needed push to take in a breath and get my thoughts
together.
"Oh, Dr. Cullen, you'll find that I'm perfectly happy eating Taco Bell and drinking
cheap beer."

His smile widened as his right eyebrow lifted in a questioning gesture. "Well, then
it's my duty to school you in the proper way to treat a beautiful woman to
dinner."
Several minutes later, we were in his car and heading towards Port Angeles.
Honestly, I was relieved to hear him say he had made reservations at a Brazilian
steak house in another town. It wasn't that I was embarrassed to be seen locally
with him; it was just that I needed to be able to relax at dinner and not worry
about the whispers that would be rounding the room if we had stayed in town.
The exterior of the restaurant was amazing, as they had a huge fountain that
sprayed water and fire together. I couldn't take my eyes off of it as we walked
past.
"They use natural gas for the fire, so it doesn't go out."
I looked to Edward who was still smiling and somehow holding my hand. The
entryway into the restaurant featured two massive oak and metal doors, with two
large suit-clad men there to open each door and welcome us. The sparsely lit
restaurant was bustling with wait staff and hungry patrons. The hostess was
stood behind the podium and her eyes grew huge and her smile turned into a
slack-jawed stare as she took in Edward's appearance, not that I blamed her.
She quickly wrote something down and then grabbed two menus and asked us to
follow her. It didn't slip my notice that her hips were swaying exaggeratedly and
her skirt seemed to be crawling up her thighs. Edward held out my chair and
smiled as he took his seat. The hostess, whose name I wasn't able to hear,
whispered something into Edward's ear and handed him a slip of paper. It didn't
take a genius to know what had just happened. I chose to ignore it, as Edward
was a very attractive man and seemed to have a lot to offer a young single
woman, yet my heart burned a little at her lack of professionalism. Edward saw
right through my fake smile as he crumpled up the slip of paper and tossed it into
the empty wine glass that decorated the table.
"I'm so sorry about that."
"Why are you sorry? You can't help the fact that women notice you."
"It's still rude, Bella. It's clear as day that I'm on a date and to have some low life
like her pull a stunt like that and flaunt herself is disgusting."
I was rendered speechless. He didn't have to tell me that he didn't notice the
hostess, his vicious words spoke more than just his disdain.
"Let's not let her ruin our date. I came here to be able to talk openly with you
and not worry about the local gossip."
I laughed as he looked down at his menu.
"What?" he questioned with a half-smile.
"You're a mind reader, I swear," I chuckled. "I was thinking the exact same thing
on the way over here."
"Well, that and your new celebrity status."

I rolled my eyes and then placed my forehead on the table as I let out a huge
groan.
"I could've gone the rest of my life and not had anyone mention that."
His face was kind as his green eyes found mine, "I'm sorry, Bella, I won't say it
anymore. But you have to admit it was funny."
I wanted to be pissed at him, but his face was just too cute.
"I'm just hoping it blows over quickly," I added as I opened my menu.
"Not likely," he laughed.
I raised my eyes back up to him, "What?"
"Well, I got an email from one of my friends in New York who told me he saw an
article in the New York Times about Forks. He forwarded it to me and it was much
like the one in the local paper, only talking about how a proud Cornell graduate
did so well in the real world. He was surprised that Forks was mentioned in such
a large paper."
This was too much. I didn't want the entire planet thinking I had saved the world
from evil.
"This is crazy, Edward, I'm not some superhero. I was given a job and I did the
best I could with what I had. I didn't solve world peace or cure cancer."
Edward reached across the table and removed my hands that were now covering
my face. His touch was warm and comforting.
"It's just a feel-good story, Bella. Trust me; it'll be replaced with doom and gloom
by this time tomorrow."
Oh, how I hoped he was right.
Our waiter was this hilarious guy named Simon. He flirted shamelessly with me
and then told Edward to keep his knickers on, that he would flirt with him after he
brought out our drinks. You couldn't help but laugh at him.
Half way through my glass of wine, I looked at Edward, who was looking at his
phone. He chuckled and then passed his phone to me.
"Just in case you're worried," he spoke with a smile.
The screen had a large arrow and I tapped it. The video began to play and
suddenly Jessica was standing there, dressed as a princess. She had a large
sparkly scepter in her hand and was knighting a very dapperly dressed Jasper.
She was having such a good time and I couldn't help but smile as Jasper grabbed
her in his arms and swung her around in the air.
"Tell Mommy you love her," Jasper spoke into the camera.
She giggled as he pretended to bite her belly.

"I looooove you, Mooooommy," she squealed, and then the video ended.
I was passing the phone back to Edward just as Simon brought us our salads.
"What's this?" Simon questioned, snatching the phone from my hand. Before I
could do anything, Simon watched the video and a smile broke across his face.
"Well, the two of you certainly can make beautiful babies," he said as he handed
the phone to Edward.
"Thank you, we think so as well, but all parents think the same about their
children," Edward smiled as he took the phone back from Simon, his eyes never
leaving mine as he pocketed his phone. Neither one of us said anything further
about what Edward had just said.
"So, why are you a doctor, Edward? Forget about the standard answer of helping
people, tell me the real reason."
He leaned back and studied my face. "You know this is a prime example of why
I'm attracted to you, right?"
I looked daringly into his eyes, "You're deflecting, Dr. Cullen." He only laughed at
my comment.
"Well, as you know, my father is a doctor. But my grandfather was also a doctor.
When I was a little boy, I'd go spend time on their farm and would follow my
grandfather around. I saw how people respected him, and how no matter where
he went, he was welcomed with open arms. He told me once that he got to be
with people at their highest point, and sometimes their lowest. He treasured his
time with them and he was so passionate about what he did. When my father let
me follow him around, I found that he had the same passion. I wanted to feel the
same way as they did about what I did for a living. So for me, the real reason is I
get to do what I love."
He eyes told me he spoke the truth.
"That and I get my pick of hot nurses."
I could help but laugh so hard that I nearly choked on my sip of wine.
"Oh, so the real story finally comes out. I knew you were just like the rest," I
shot at him as we both continued to laugh.
By the time Simon brought the check, my face was hurting from laughing so
much. I couldn't remember when I'd last had such a great time. Edward was
funny and smart and it was easy to be with him. He asked me valid questions and
looked me in the eye as I spoke. He was every girl's dream.
As we exited the restaurant, Edward again took my hand in his. This time,
however, I was aware of it happening. I smiled at him as I closed my fingers
around his. The ride back to my house was full of the same easy conversation
that we'd had all evening. He pulled into my driveway and parked behind the
black Mercedes that was waiting. Alice and Jasper got out of their car as Edward
turned off his. A very sleepy Jessica was pulled out by Jasper as we made our
way to my porch. I noticed the curtains on the windows next door fluttering and I

just knew I was going to be the topic of conversation at the breakfast table in the
morning.
I took out my keys and attempted to open the door, but Edward quickly took
them and only smiled as he unlocked it for me.
"After you," Edward gestured as he stepped to the side to let me pass.
I shook my head as I began to turn on lights on my way to Jessica's room, Alice
following behind me. I turned Jess's bed down and was thankful that I had sent
pajamas to Esme's for her. Jasper laid her down on the bed and then kissed her
forehead.
"Sleep tight, your majesty," he whispered as he backed away.
I turned off the lights and closed the door, leaving only a crack open so she could
get out if she needed me in the night. By the time I got back to the living room,
Alice and Jasper were already in their car and backing out of the driveway. I
looked to Edward who was standing with his hands in his pants pockets.
"Was it something I said?" I questioned as I looked at Edward, and we both
laughed.
Edward removed his hands from his pockets as he crossed the floor to stand
before me.
"She was worn out, wasn't she?" his husky voice was a welcome sound in my
ears.
"Yes, she was. I should send her to your mother's more often." My voice was also
low and I didn't know why.
I felt his hands on my upper arms as his eyes scanned my face.
"I'm going to kiss you now, Ms. Swan," his words were barely a whisper, yet they
were echoing in my ears.
I couldn't fight the pull I felt between us. I rose up on my tiptoes as his arms
came around my body. His eyes slowly began to close as his face inched closer.
Time seemed to stand still as his lips touched mine. My hands found their way
into his hair as I leaned further into his body, a moan rumbling from his chiseled
chest. His lips were perfect, soft, and moist, and he certainly knew how to kiss.
His hands were holding me to his chest tightly as he continued to kiss me gently.
With one final swipe of his lips to mine, he pulled back, only to place his forehead
on mine.
"That was better than I ever dreamed of."
I smiled at his words while keeping my eyes closed. I wasn't ready for this feeling
to leave me yet.
"I should go; we both have an early morning tomorrow."
I could only nod my head in agreement.

"When can we do this again?"

My response surprised me; I'd had it in mind that this would be a one-time only
thing, just as a way to get him off my back. However, after the time I'd had with
him, I wanted more.
"Well, there's a carnival coming to town"
He pulled his forehead away from mine and his smile completely covered his
beautiful face.
"Does this mean you want to see me again, Ms. Swan?"
I could only smile as I nodded my head. His face was priceless and I loved that
I'd made him this happy.
"Really?" His tone reminded me of a fan girl.
"Yes, Edward, I had such a great time that I'd like to see you again. So what do
you think, want to win me a cheaply-made teddy bear on the midway?"
He looked at me as he replaced his smile with a very serious face, "No, that won't
work."
I was shocked and slightly hurt at his response.
"That's far too long to wait to see you againhow about dinner at my house this
week?"
"I think that could be arranged. Can you even cook or are we getting take-out?"
He stood back with his hands on his chest, "Bella, you wound me, of course I can
cook."
I smiled at him as I cleared the distance between us. Once again, I rose up on
my tiptoes and this time, I kissed him. It was quick, but still wonderful.
"I'd really like that."
He leaned down and kissed me again, "I'll call you tomorrow and let you know my
schedule."
With my bottom lip firmly between my teeth, I closed the door behind him.
Edward was nothing like I expected and I closed my eyes as I placed my back to
the door and said a prayer, hoping to all that was holy that it was heard.
"Please, God, don't let him break me."
Chapter 17
I was pleasantly surprised when nothing was said as I dropped off Jessica at
daycare. However, the same could not be said for the moment I walked into my
office.

"I can report that he had her home at a respectable hour," Angela mocked in her
forced southern accent.
I rolled my eyes as I passed her desk.
"I heard he kissed her inside her front door," Irina whisper-shouted in the same
way.
I then turned on my heels and glared at the two of them.
"First off," I pointed at Angela, "This is not a scene from Steele Magnolias, and
you're far from a southern belle," I crossed my arms, "And second, how do you
know what did or did not happen behind my front door?"
The two of them looked at each other and then began to giggle like schoolgirls. I
was too frustrated to join them in their laughter. I knew I had to play this down. I
couldn't let anyone know that my feelings for Edward had changed severely.
"Bella, my aunt lives across the street from you, and the biggest town gossip,
Mrs. Birdie, lives next door."
The memory of the curtains moving in the window came to mind as Irina spoke. I
would have to watch what I did and said outside my house from now on. I
wondered if she'd witnessed my panty show on my back deck the other day.
"To end any misleading information, yes, Dr. Cullen was a perfect gentleman
during our dinner, and yes, he had me home in time to put Jessica to bed.
However, the issue of a kiss or no kiss behind closed doors will remain just that,
behind closed doors."
No additional words were spoken about my dinner with Edward. A few minutes
later, Mrs. Stevens brought her first grade class over for a tour of the library. I
smiled as I watched their bright little faces take in all of the books that lined the
shelves. I remembered as a young child the first time I visited a library. I was
hopelessly in love from the first moment. I was happy to see that Mrs. Stevens
was trying to share that love with her students. I continued to watch as James
bent down and spoke with several children in a circle around him. He was so
patient with them, and I knew that if he wanted to, he would be a great dad.
Maggie was surrounded by little boys, which was no surprise. I was certain she
knew each of them and their parents. It didn't surprise me when I found out that
Maggie did a great deal of volunteering at the local schools The vibrating of my
cell brought me back from the spell I had created for myself. Looking at the
screen, I couldn't help but smile at the words.
Early clinic day on Wednesday. Dinner at my house at six. Miss you
already. XOXO
Edward insisted I bring Jessica over as well. However, when Sue and my father
found out where I was going, they insisted it was their turn to have a
grandparents' night. Jessica was too excited for me to tell her no, and so here I
was, walking up the six steps to Edward's front door sans child.
His house was not what I had expected at all. In my mind, I pictured a small,
very modern bachelor pad. The reality was a beautiful, large farmhouse-style
home. It was two stories, with a huge, deep wraparound porch that went all the

way around. The flowerbeds that lay between the driveway and the railing that
secured the porch were pristine. He must have had a gardener.
Looking to my left, I noticed a very inviting porch swing. The ferns that hung
from the overhang swayed softly with the wind. To my right was a very inviting
conversation area, complete with comfy pillows and the settee, rocking chairs,
and a rug that rested under the furniture. His massive front door was incased by
a protective glass storm door. Hanging proudly was a beautiful floral wreath that
celebrated fall.
"Hello, beautiful."
I jumped at the sound of his voice. Looking back to my left, I noticed a very
handsome Edward standing there, smiling at me from a side door off the porch.
He was causally barefoot, in worn jeans and a t-shirt, a dish towel flung over his
right shoulder.
"Edward, you startled me."
He held the door wider for me as I crossed the porch in his direction. The smile
that covered his face was nothing compared to mine. I stepped quickly into the
house as the aroma of cooking meat and baking bread filled the air around me.
"I'm just finishing up. Can I get you something to drink?"
Edward motioned for me to walk into what I assumed was the kitchen. The sound
of my shoes on his hardwood floors were the only thing that reminded this was
real. The house was warm and inviting. His furnishing worked well in this room. It
reminded me of my house, clean lines, yet sophisticated.
"Water will be fine." I was driving tonight and I never took chances with alcohol
and a car.
I watched as he turned to the refrigerator door and smoothly opened it, retrieving
a bottle and smiling at me as he twisted the top open. His kitchen was incredible.
Many windows lined the back wall that looked over a huge pool and rolling lawn
that faded into the edge of the forest. The white cabinets with glass inlays in
several of the door looked new and clean. The black countertops were so polished
that it was easy to see your reflection. The barstool I was currently perched on
was incredibly comfortable with its plush cushion. I had expected him to just
hand me the bottle of water; however, I was surprised to see him set two glasses
of ice on the counter and pour the water into each.
"Edward, can I ask you a personal question?"
Things just didn't add up for me. He was a single guy, and yet this magnificent
house was built to accommodate a large family. His car from the other night was
one that I would have associated with a guy, sporty and fast. However, this
house told a different story.
"Have you ever been married? I mean take a look around you; this place just
screams married man."
I watched his face as he took a drink from his glass. The smile that began once
he lowered the glass was one of mystery.

"No, I'm not now, nor have I ever been married."

His expression was one of pain mixed with longing. My interest was now piqued.
Why would he seem so sad about his answer?
"When I found this place, I knew the second I pulled up in that driveway that this
was the house for me. I could picture Christmas lights hanging on the porch, and
the huge tree growing by that large picture window in the den with a tire swing
hanging from it. Once I was inside, I swear I could hear children running upstairs,
playing and having the time of their lives. When I came into this kitchen, it wasn't
like you see it now; it was worn and needed serious help. I had my contractor rip
out everything and start from scratch. I wanted to see those children I imagined
playing upstairs having breakfast and doing homework on this very island. I
wanted to see my wife cooking and helping those very children grow into adults,
who would then bring my grandkids to visit where I could see it all over again."
His eyes were glassy as he continued to describe the picture he saw in his mind.
Something stirred in me as I listened to him, and I could see all of the things he
described. The only thing missing was the dog jumping around and running after
the children.
"I even had the carpet ripped up and these floors put down so when I get my kids
a dog, it won't be an issue."
And just like that, my heart left my body and began to float across the granite
toward his chest. For years, I had refused to even picture a future with a husband
and more children. But there he stood, the man I knew would give me all of those
things, and all I had to do was let him in. Feeling bolder than I ever had in my
life, I rose from my seat and walked around the island. I watched his face as I
made my way to him, like a lioness making a claim on her lion. My hands reached
for his face, and I pulled his mouth to mine. I didn't give him a chance to secondguess this. I wanted him, he had seen me for what I really was, and now I knew
the true desire in his heart.
With my fingers wrapped up in the hair at the base of his head, I pulled him
closer as I began to nip his bottom lip with my teeth. With his lips now parted, I
let my tongue explore his. He tasted sweet, like honey, with just a hint of spice. I
felt him moan into my mouth, and I took everything I could get. I returned the
moan when I felt him lift my body and set me on the counter in front of him. His
body was positioned between my legs, but I kept them dangling off the counter.
We were a mess of lips, tongue and teeth, and yet we were in perfect sequence.
His lips left mine and I opened my eyes, only to watch him move to my neck, his
breathing rivaling mine, as I was gasping for breath.
"Tell me to stop, Bella."
His soft voice pleaded with me, but there was no way I was telling him to stop. I
pulled his mouth away from my neck and captured his lips with mine once again,
silently telling him what I wanted. He responded by wrapping his arms around
me. While his right hand was buried in my hair, his left was squeezing my ass.
The feel of his lean body pressed against mine was both heaven and hell. The
double layer of clothing was pure torture, as I could plainly feel the effect I was
having on him. God, how I had missed being touched by a man. However, this
was nothing like the way Mike had touched me. There was never the level of
passion from Mike that Edward had. He was devouring me as much as I was
devouring him.

Our open-mouthed kissing was so out of control that I missed him unbuttoning
my shirt. The feel of his heated hand wrapped around my right breast caused me
to gasp with pleasure as his thumb made quick flicks at the hardened nipple. I
unwrapped my arms from around his neck and quickly took my shirt the rest of
the way off, and then I unhooked my bra, dropping it to the floor. The heat
between us was so hot that even the cold granite of the counter didn't faze me as
he lowered me back. I felt his fingers freeing my jeans as I began to unbutton his
shirt. His lips left my mouth, only to find home on my nipple, and I could help
myself as I arched my back and cried out.
Fate could be such a fickle bitch, because just as he was moving to my other
nipple, the house phone began to ring. His head slumped to my chest in defeat.
"I'm sorry, Bella, I have to answer it, it may be the hospital."
I could only nod my head as he placed a final kiss to the center of my chest. I
slowly sat up as I heard him answer his phone in a strangled professional voice.
"Dr. Cullen."
I began to place my clothes back on. His back was facing me, and for that I was
grateful.
"Bree, its fine. What's the emergency?"
I clinched my eyes shut as I heard him say her name. I had no doubt that she
knew we would be together tonight.
"Dr. Tanner, even a first-year med student could've told you that this could've
waited until rounds in the morning. "
I slid off the counter and made my way back to my seat at the island.
"Yes, I did tell you to call me if there was cause, but normal results do not require
a call."
It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that she knew there would be a possibility
she would be interrupting something. She had another thing coming if she
thought I would sit back and let her ruin what had just happened between
Edward and me, however.
Edward hung up the phone and then slowly turned towards me once again.
"Edward, don't you dare say you're sorry. We're going to eat the wonderful dinner
you've slaved over, and then we're going to cuddle up on that very comfortablelooking sofa in there and make out like teenagers."
Edward busted out laughing as he made his way around the counter, wrapping
his arms around me as he chuckled.
"I'm so glad you gave me a chance."
Dinner was phenomenal; he'd made roasted potatoes with prime rib and
asparagus, and to top it off, fresh baked bread. I ate until I was full and then

some. I insisted on helping him with the dishes. We had more laughs as we
waged an epic soap bubble war. We made a pot of coffee and settled on the sofa.
A tickle fight quickly ensued, and that led to a slow make-out session. Our kisses
weren't frantic this time, but I still felt every inch of him against my body.
"So the fair is next weekend," Edward spoke as his kisses faded and he leaned
back to look into my eyes.
"That's what I hear. I can't wait to take Jessica."
I adjusted my shirt to cover my stomach and ran a hand through my hair.
Edward quickly took my hands back in his.
"So what do you say to me to taking my girls to the fair? I'll buy you totally
fattening foods and we'll ride some scary rides." His smile was huge, and I found
it near impossible to say no to him.
"Don't forget the stuffed toys."
He drew me into his side, and I found myself feeling very at home. Mike and I
had done this very thing many, many times when we were together. It never felt
this good tucked under Mike's arm, though.
"I could never forget the poorly-made stuffed toys."
He quickly kissed my lips, and I settled back into his embrace. I closed my eyes
and sighed as his arms held me tighter. We decided to attend the fair the next
Saturday. When they closed down Main Street and all the booths would be
opened. He told me his mother always entered her famous apple pie, and she had
won the last few years. He also told me of the live bands that would be playing,
and he wanted to listen to a few of them.
Before I was ready, it had gotten quite late. Edward threatened to lock me in his
bedroom to keep me from leaving. I reminded him that a very beautiful little girl
would be very upset if he kept her mommy.
"Oh, but my beautiful girl, I intend to keep both of you."
His eyes told me he was telling me nothing but the truth.
Chapter 18
I couldn't decide who was more excited to be standing on the midway, Jessica or
Edward. Jessica had her eyes open wide, taking in all the lights and music of the
carnie games. Edward couldn't make up his mind which deep fried food he
wanted to try out first.
Jessica's delighted squeals won out first as Edward picked her up and walked over
to one of the water games. I stood behind them as Edward got her situated and
showed her how to pull the trigger on the water toy. I couldn't recall a time I'd
laughed so hard as I watched Jessica clearly beat him. He dropped his head and
crossed his arm like a petulant child who didn't get a second dish of their favorite
ice-cream.

"Mommy says you have to take turns at winning," She reminded him. My pearls
of wisdom did nothing to make the grown-up, sulking child place his bottom lip
back in its rightful place. He demanded a rematch, which Jessica again wiped the
pavement with him.
"My gun was broken, that's the problem," Edward's childlike voice complained,
sounding like he was on the verge of a tantrum.
"Do you need a nap, Edward?" I rolled with laughter alongside the carnie who
handed Jessica a plush elephant. Edward could only shoot daggers with his eyes
at me. "Come on, handsome, I'll buy you a fried Snickers bar."
I wrapped my arm around Edward and Jessica as we walked toward the smell of
oil and sugar. Edward finally settled down as he and Jessica carefully examined
the menu. Jessica giggled as Edward told her they sold "elephant ears" and then
decided to split one and a deep fried candy bar. I couldn't resist getting the
lemonade.
Edward kept Jessica on his lap as they devoured the sugary treats before them.
He did an excellent job of keeping the food in her mouth and not on her clothes.
"Come on, munchkin. Let's burn off some of this sugar," Edward announced when
the last bite was finished. He tossed Jessica on his shoulders as he took my hand
and began to walk down the midway. Several people stopped him and exchanged
pleasantries. I was pleasantly surprised when they turned to me and said hello as
well.
"Mommy, pee-pee," Jessica announced as Edward was talking to Mr. Murphy, the
owner of the local hardware store. It seemed that even though Edward was a
pediatrician, people still felt the need to ask him about every ache and pain they
had.
I smiled to Edward and then took Jessica to get in line for a port-a-potty. I
personally hated those things. They always smelled terrible and had trash littered
on the floor. We waited our turn in line, as it seemed everyone needed to use the
restroom at the same time. Jessica stood and twisted back and forth, singing to
herself as she patiently waited. Suddenly, one of the stall doors opened and out
stepped Bree Tanner. The look of surprise was on her face as she saw the two of
us standing there.
"Well, if it isn't the princess and her mom."
He tone was fake, and if there was one thing I couldn't stand, it was fake people.
I would rather have had her turn her nose up at me than pretend to be the least
bit interested in me. At least she would have been telling me the truth by her
actions.
"Bree," I responded back, no smile and no pleasantness to my tone whatsoever. I
had no problem with her knowing that I didn't care for her.
I moved past her to help Jessica get into the stall. As I opened the door, I noticed
that the area was surprisingly clean and odor free.
"I do it myself, Mommy."

I smiled and told her I would be right here when she was finished.
"You know, I can't tell you how much I love working with Edward every day,
spending all those hours alone with him."
Bree was a snakea well-dressed, beautiful snake, but a belly crawler all the
same. I knew how to deal with snakes. You chopped their heads off and threw
them over the fence.
"You know, Bree, I know just how you feel. I love the way his hair feel against
the inside of my thighs, he just loves to be there for hours at a time."
The look on her face told me my words did exactly what I had intended them to
do. Her smile faltered, and she quickly turned on her heels and walked away.
"Don't think that was the last you'll see of that one."
I spun around to find Tanya standing behind me, cigarette between her fingers as
she exited the stall next to Jessica's.
"Tanya, what a surprise."
She tossed the cigarette into the dirt and then proceeded to smash it with her
four-inch white heels. She was covered head to toe in white. Well, actually,
covered was a wild exaggeration. Her shirt barely covered her boobs, and her
shorts looked more like panties. Still, I had to give it to her, the woman looked
good.
"Bella, I like you. You're a genuine person, and there aren't many of those around
this town." Tanya moved her body closer to mine. "See, the problem most of the
people in this town have is that they're so busy talking trash about others, they
forget to cover the wrong they're doing."
She had my attention. I had always assumed Tanya was a shallow person who
only cared about using men for money.
"That one there," she pointed at a still-retreating Bree, "She's one you damn well
better keep both eyes on."
I heard Jessica begin to try and open the door, so I quickly opened it slightly,
only to have Jessica shout that she wasn't finished.
Tanya was chuckling as I quickly shut the door and told Jessica I was sorry.
"Got a little fighter on your hands there, don't you?"
I nodded my head and took in a deep breath, "She's my whole world."
"I can see that. Now, back to my advice," Tanya leaned even further into my
personal space. "This is a small town, so you see everything here. I've been
watching her since she got here. Bree wants a Cullen for a husband. She doesn't
care which one as long as she gets one. Now, I doubt very seriously you've ever
seen Esme get worked up, and trust me, you don't want to. Bree is kissing her
ass right now. As for Edward, she's playing the two of you."

I was taken aback by her words. She was playing me?

"She has a plan to get into Edward's bed. It may not be today, but trust me.
She's going to try her damnedest to get there."
Before I could open my mouth to respond, she placed her hand on my arm and
leaned in until she was right beside my ear.
"Listen, she may believe that you and Edward have sealed the deal. I, however,
know that you're a self-respecting woman and are not like that, particularly
around this little one. She doesn't know that, and if you want to keep her away,
make certain she never finds a crack in your relationship."
Her words barely had time to reach my ear before Jessica began trying to open
the door. The smell of hand sanitizer came rushing out through the slit in the
door as tried her best to open it.
"Mommy!" Jessica shouted.
"Sorry," I quickly responded as I opened the door and took a step back. She was
getting to be so damned independent.
Jessica quickly jumped over the lip of the stall and began to twirl around, dancing
for all who would watch.
"Mommy, let's go."
Tanya and I both laughed at her excitement, and I quickly waved a goodbye to
Tanya.
"Hey, Bella," Tanya shouted and I turned around, "Thanks for helping out my
niece. You saved her from a life of heartache. My sister never learned from our
mother's mistakes. Sothank you."
I only smiled and then waved goodbye.
Jessica took Edward by the hand and never let go. She dragged him to each and
every game and ride she could find. By the time the bands were warming up, she
was curled up in his arms fast asleep.
"Edward, I really should get her home and into her"
I didn't get to finish my sentence, as Esme walked up from behind me and came
around, quietly taking Jessica from Edward's arms.
"Let me take my grandbaby, you kids go watch the band."
I wanted to argue, remind her that Jessica was my responsibility, but Tanya's
words came to mind
You've never seen Esme get worked up, and trust me, you don't want to
I chose to smile and thank her instead. Edward took my hand, and I promised
Esme I would be by her house the second the fair was over.

"No, you won't. You'll enjoy yourselves tonight and let me have a sleepover with
my grandbabies."
I thanked her and kissed both Esme and Jessica's cheeks. I watched with a heavy
heart as Esme and Carlisle walked away, my little miracle asleep in her arms.
"She'll be fine, she raised me after all."
I looked at Edward and then let my eyes go wide as I pretended to run after
Esme.
"I have to get her then. I know for certain she let you chew on lead paint chips."
Edward was quick to grab me around the waist and place his mouth to my ear,
"I'll show you just how well I can chew."
His words and the feel of his skin ignited a fire in me that I had never felt. His
fingers found mine as he led me toward the stage, his devilish smile holding a
promise I wanted him to keep.
The first band we listened to was composed of several members of the town. I
recognized Mr. Cheney, Ben's dad, as the drummer, and my postman was on the
keyboard. I didn't recognize the lead singer, but I heard from the people around
me that he owned the local bar, thus the reason I had never met him. They
played several songs I knew my father had played when I was younger. Listening
to them brought back memories of when I was a little girl, and my dad would
dance with me in our living room. I tried not to think of the reality that Jessica
wouldn't have a daddy to let her stand on his feet and dance and giggle.
"What has you so far away, beautiful?"
I quickly turned to find his face close to mine. "Just remembering the last time I
heard this song."
His lips gently touched my forehead. "I take it that was a good memory?"
I smile and nodded my head. "It was a great memory, actually."
We continued to listen to the band, wrapped in each other's arms. The last song
they played, the lead singer announced that his daughter would be singing. A
very young and healthy looking girl made her way to the stage. The guy behind
us made a rude comment about how big her behind was, but the couple to his left
quickly told him where to shove his comment.
The keyboard player began to play the opening notes to Nora Jones's song, Come
Away with Me. I closed my eyes and smiled, as the young girl sounded very
similar to Nora. She had barely sung the next verse when Edward grabbed my
hand and stood up with me. He never once asked me to dance; he simply took
my hand in his and began to sway with me. As clich as it sounded, in the
moment I looked into his eyes, the crowd faded away. I could feel nothing except
for him gently breathing across my cheek. The only thing I could hear was the
sound of him humming the song. As foreign and new as this feeling was, I
couldn't get enough. I wanted to stand here until my legs gave out, wrapped in
his arms and secured by the smell of his amazing scent. Edward had other ideas
as he pulled my head back and kissed me.

"Come with me," were the only words spoken as he guided me towards where he
had parked his car. In this moment, I knew I would follow him anywhere.
It was still dark outside when I woke from my slumber. It took me several
minutes to gather my thoughts and remember where I was. The warm leg that
was resting between mine gave me all the confirmation I needed that last night
had really happened.
Edward never said a single word to me as he drove directly to his house. Once
the garage door was securely closed, Edward again took my hand and led me into
his home. The lights were off as I heard his keys hit the hard countertop. Without
pause, he took my face in his hands and captured my lips with his. It was raw
and urgent, and I wanted this.
"If you tell me this is too soon, I'll completely understand."
His lips were now placing open-mouthed kisses on my collarbone, his hands and
lips causing me so much pleasure I couldn't make myself respond.
"Bella, tell me you want me as much as I want you, but dear god, if you don't,
please stop me now." He pulled away to look into my eyes, keeping his hands on
either side of my face.
"Has anyone ever told you that you talk to fucking much?" My brash words
surprised even me. I was never one to verbalize my wants or desires. Mike had
always just kissed me a few times and then jumped on for the ride. I had always
assumed he was doing what every other man did. Edward, however, was not just
any other man. I gasped as he knelt down and placed me over his shoulder then
sprinted up the stairs. Once in his room, he slowly placed me back on my feet
and then resumed his kisses he had started downstairs. I was so overwhelmed by
his passionate kisses that I didn't realize we had moved across the room and now
stood by his bed.
Just the feel of Edward's fingers as he began to unbutton my shirt was enough to
cause my first orgasm. The pressure he was creating in my lower region was
something I had read about, yet had never experienced. I shivered slightly as my
shirt fell from my shoulders and landed on the floor.
"Don't worry, babe, I'll warm you up," his wonton voice nearly did me in. My
shivering had nothing to do with the temperature of the room. It was my body's
reaction to Edward's skilled actions. He broke away from his kissing of my neck
long enough to raise his hands above his head and tug at the top of his t-shirt. As
we stood with bare torsos touching, Edward cupped my cheek as he began to
lower me to the mattress.
"The first time I saw you, I knew I had to get closer to you." I didn't need to say
anything back. Edward was speaking his thoughts to me, letting me inside his
head. "When you turned me down time after time, it made me want to be with
you that much more." His fingers made quick work of the button of my shorts. "I
watched as you treated everyone with such kindness and grace."
His fingers came in contact with my heated and embarrassingly wet core. I
jumped at the sensation as he continued to explore my folds.

"When you stood in those tiny panties on your deck, you have no idea what you
did to me that day." His fingers stopped as he began to kiss me lower and lower.
"Then I watched as you stood beside Jessica's bed, and I let my mind wander to a
time where it was our baby you watched over."
My eyes shot wide open as I realized where his mouth was going. I had no issues
with his words, but the thought of having Edward's mouth in such an intimate
area suddenly had me panicking. Mike had always commented on how disgusting
the act was. How pussy had a rancid smell that was so unpleasant, he would
never put his mouth anywhere near it. He never had a problem with me sucking
him off, but it was something he refused to do in return.
"E-Ed-Edward," my voice was a little louder than it needed to be. But I had to
stop him before he discovered for himself the unpleasant smell.
His face came back up to mine, and he placed gentle kisses along my cheek.
"Don't worry; I'm far from done with you yet."
He smiled as he tried to again descend. However, I grabbed his shoulders and
brought his face back to mine. "Edward, you can't be serious."
His smile was now gone as he shifted his head back to look into my eyes. "Do you
notdid I?"
I quickly placed my hand against his face. "No, Edward, I want you, so much."
His head turned to the right slightly, his confusion clearly written on his face. "It's
not you, Edward. I don't want you to have to do that. I know it can be"
I couldn't find the words to use. Edward was a doctor after all, and I was certain
he had experienced firsthand some pretty awful smells. I just didn't want my
crotch to be one of them.
"Babe, if you don't like having that done, I won't do it," he tried to resume kissing
me.
"No, Edward, it's justI know the odor down there can be...less than pleasant."
His face took on the look of humor. "Wait," he interrupted, placing his index
finger against my lips, "Let me guess, Mike didn't like going south of the border.
No one has ever done this to you, have they?"
I found the hair that rested on the top of his ear very interesting. "No, he told me
he couldn't get past the smell, and the thought of having his mouth anywhere
near it was enough to make him sick."
Edward lowered his head and began to kiss my face very gently.
"Just when I thought he couldn't have been more of a complete moron, he proves
me wrong."
I couldn't help myself as I let out a laugh.
"First he gives you up, and then denies that amazing little girl. Now to find out he
completely ignored the opportunity to make you scream his name. Oh, wellhis
stupidity is my delight."

I didn't have time to react as he quickly pounced, his body landing between my
legs, his hands holding my legs apart as his tongue ran from my slit to my clit. I
had no control of the scream that escaped my lips as I arched my back. The
feeling of his tongue as he licked and sucked was enough to drive me mad. With
my hands fisting the sheets and my head going from side to side, I swear to god
I saw heaven. He knew what he was doing, and he showed his skills as he slid
two fingers inside me, hooking them as his lips and tongue continued to attack
my swollen clit. I didn't know how many times he hit that spot inside of me, but
out of the blue, my body began to tremble, and I felt this overwhelming warming
sensation fill my body. I couldn't move or say anything as wave after glorious
wave passed over me.
Edward's mouth once again claimed mine, and his tongue was again invading my
mouth. His tongue had a new flavor, it wasn't a bad one, slightly tangy, and there
was no real smell. I felt my chin slide against his, as he hadn't wiped my orgasm
from his face. If it didn't bother Edward, then I wouldn't let it bother me.
His very talented mouth was now completely wrapped around my left nipple as
his teeth made tiny nips. My hands fisted in his hair as I tried to get him closer. I
could again feel that warm sensation begin to build in my pelvis. As he switched
to the other nipple, I cried out his name and felt the wetness increase between
my legs.
"That's it, pretty girl."
His fingers were once again rubbing up and down my folds as his face was buried
in my neck. I could feel the head of his penis waiting to enter me. I wanted this
so badly. With what he was able to do with just his fingers and tongue, I couldn't
wait to see what this appendage was able to do.
He gently slid the head between my folds and then slowly pulled back only to
repeat the process several times.
"Oh, Bella, you feel better than I ever imagined." With his tender words, he slid
into me, filling me completely. The sensation of having him resting inside me
caused me to wrap my legs around his waist.
"Uunnnn," was the most coherent thing that came out of mouth. His thrusts
increased as his breathing became labored. My hands ran up and down his sweatslicked back. Again, that warm sensation began to build, as my pelvis met his
every thrust. His movements began to become random, and his breathing was
more grunt-like. I worried briefly that he would finish before I did. However, this
wasn't the case, as it hit me completely out of left field and I came hard.
Edward's body began to shake as his thrusting slowly stilled. He laid his body
weight completely on me, and I welcomed it.
"I'm so sorry," his words were barely a whisper.
"Why are you sorry?" I quickly questioned, I knew he didn't regret what had just
happened.
"It's been a long time, but I wanted to last longer, make it better for you."
I ran my fingers through his wet hair as I chuckled, "Then I'm sorry, too."

He quickly lifted his head and looked into my face, the light from the moon
illuminating his features.
"You gave me multiple orgasms, I only gave you one."
We both chuckled as he rolled off my sweaty body. "Oh, but the night is still
young, love."
He'd made good on his word, as we loved each other deep into the night. I was
so lost in my memory of the way his body felt against mine that I was startled
when his hand cupped my breast, and then he slid his erection between my folds
from behind. It wasn't the first time we had been in this particular position. I
prayed it wouldn't be the last.
Edward's fingers ran down my arms, caressing my stomach and finally my clit.
"Um, you like my mouth there, don't you?"
I turned my face and captured Edward's lips with mine. He picked up his pace as
my hands wrapped in his hair, pulling as his fingers increased in speed and
pressure. He knew just how to make my body sing for him. Regardless of the
amount of time we had been intimate, he knew without question what I needed
to reach my release. I tugged a little hard as my orgasm filled my body, and he
joked that he had a bald spot now. He placed his fingers on my shoulder and
made long strokes on my back and collarbone. The sensation of his soft fingers
was gentle enough to put me to sleep.
The sun was bright when I woke. I shot up in the bed as I remembered I needed
to pick up my daughter.
"Just where do you think you're going?" Edward stood naked as the day he was
born, holding two cups of coffee.
"Shit, it has to be after noon, and I have to get Jessica." I had tossed the sheet
back and stood up from the bed.
"Hold on now, beautiful," he walked to my side of the bed, blocking my hunt for
my clothes, "Kiss first." His lips were puckered and waiting, and so I eagerly
complied. "Coffee second," he handed me the steaming cup. "And third, look at
the video message I got an hour ago that has Jessica putting hot pink curlers in
my father's hair."
I nearly choked on my coffee as I watched Jessica and Lily playing dress up with
Carlisle. The look on his face was of complete joy.
"He looks so happy, Edward," I grinned, my finger tracing the picture on the
screen.
"He has every reason to be happy." Edward placed the phone on the nightstand
and wrapped me in his arms. "He's married to the woman of his dreams, and is
surrounded by two of the most beautiful little girls in this world. He has a job he
loves and a family that adores him. He has it all."
I looked into Edward's eyes. Was he simply stating fact or revealing his deepest
desires? Something told me it was the latter. Something inside me prayed I was
right.

Thanks to everyone who held on while we took a little break. My beta

Dollybigmomma had some personal issues going on and we needed to give her
time to heal.
I managed to avoid having anyone know about my birthday. I told my father that
if he told a single soul that he would regret ever opening his mouth. He and
Jessica gave me a very pretty heart pendant. Jessica and I had a tea party and
that was enough for me.
I agreed to let Esme throw Jessica her third birthday party. I gave her a modest
budget and asked her to please stay within its limits. But as I look around her
back yard today, I have no doubts that request fell on deaf ears.
Edward told everyone how much Jessica loved the midway, so Esme created a
special midway just for Jessica. There were pony rides, cotton candy machines, a
petting zoo, water rides and even circus performers walking around. It was no
surprise to find Jessica perched on Edward's shoulders as she pointed to each
place she wanted to go.
"It's enough to make your heart melt isn't it?"
Rosalie's soft voice stirred me from my observations.
"It is; he is so good with kids."
"Good thing he's a pediatrician then huh?"
We both laughed at her teasing tone.
"No, in all honesty, Uncle Edward is a god around here. He always gets the
perfect gifts and he treats each of our kids like they are his best friend. He is
never too busy for them."
I only smiled as I watched Lilly and Jessica play ring around the rosy with Edward
and Emmett. To see two grown men dance around in a circle while they held the
tiny hands of two little girls. Then it hit me.
"Ohhhh.I have seen that look." Rose nudged my arm as she began to laugh
"What are you talking about?" I looked at her in shock.
"You my love, have the exact same look I have when I see my husband on the
floor with our kids. You are in love with Edward."
Her words were clear and honest causing me to question my own feelings.
"I think you have gotten that bleach you use on that hair of yours too close to
your brain."
"Nice try sister, my hair is naturally this color."
I rolled my eyes at her as she continued to look at the two men.
Could I have progressed to loving Edward? Could I ever love any man?

Esme rolled out the largest cake I have ever seen. It was of a castle with what
looked to be a carnival going on in the court yard. Lilly and Jessica held hands as
they walked closer to the table that held the cake.
I nearly cried when Edward picked Jessica up and placed her on a step stool so
that she could reach her candles. Lilly pulled on Emmett's shirt until he helped
her to stand beside Jessica. Lilly then leaned into Jessica's ear and cupped her
tiny hands around her ear and whispered something.
"I have to tell or he won't know." Jessica shouted at Lilly.
"But if you tell, it won't come true."
Esme quickly intercede and huddled the girls together. She quietly asked them
what was going on and Lilly whispered in her ear as well. The look on Esme's face
was of joy and delight.
"Well Jessica, go ahead and make that wish, the birthday fairy may just be
listening."
She then looked to me and winked. Jessica took a deep breath in and then
quickly blew out her candles, everyone clapped and the two girls jumped down
and ran off toward the ponies. I watched as Jasper took both of the girls and
hoisted them together on a brown pony.
"Do I want to know what that argument was about?" I questioned Esme who was
cutting the cake.
"That is between me and my granddaughters." Her smile was devilish.
I chose not to question any further.
Once the party was wearing down and Jessica had opened all of her presents,
Jasper asked if I would be willing to host a family night at my house. He
explained that the Cullens used to have them at least once a month, but since
Edward spends nearly every waking moment with Jessica and me, they haven't
been able to have one. I quickly agreed and the plan was set in motion.
That following Monday, I received a phone call from the library director in
Portland. He had read all of the articles that had ran around the country and
wanted to meet with me personally. He stated that the board in his town was
willing to double whatever Forks were currently paying me if I would come to
work for him.
"Mr. Meyers, I am flattered by the offer, but I assure you I am perfectly happy
here in Forks."
"Yes well, things do change and I will not accept an answer today. Sleep on it and
call me in a month."
He didn't give me an opportunity to refuse him as he ended the call. I smiled and
returned to my work, leaving Forks wasn't an option for me, end of discussion.
Saturday morning I woke up and just knew I should have stayed in bed. First, I
managed to get my period in the middle of the night. It was much heavier than

normal, but I contributed it to a change in birth control. After I moved to Forks,

my new insurance didn't cover the one I used in New York. I refused to see
Carlisle, so I drove to Port Angeles and saw a physician that was on my
insurance. My body just did not like the new pill and I planned to talk with the
doctor next week.
Second, the toilet in my bathroom decided to back up and I had to spend nearly
an hour fixing that. Just when I thought things would get better, I managed to
break the carafe to my coffee maker. I tried several times to clean my house only
to have Jessica screaming at the top of her lungs that she wanted to be held by
me. By the time everyone arrived for the family night, I was nearly in tears. Bless
Edward's heart who took Jessica and the rest of the children outside so I could
get a shower.
Family game night was nothing short of an amazing good time. We geared the
games down so that the kids could play right alongside. Emmett hooked up the
game system to the television and all the guys played dance party with the kids, I
managed to get some of that on my phone. The last game we played was candy
land. We were trying to settle the little ones down so that we could put them to
bed. Jessica was setting on Edward's lap and Lilly was beside her on Jasper's lap.
All night long they seem to have an ongoing whisper session. Alice got on to them
several times but they continued. Jessica had just made her move on the board
game when Lilly began to shout.
"Daddy tell Jessica that if Uncle Edward is her daddy than he can't be her Uncle
anymore."
It was just like the scene in the movie where the record scratches and everything
gets quiet.
Jasper turned Lilly around in his lap; she was visibly upset as was Jessica.
"Baby, where did you hear this?" Jasper's soft tone tried comforting his daughter.
"It's true daddy. You can't be both."
I looked at Edward who was hugging Jessica tightly in his arms, whispering
something into her ear.
"Lillian Ann Whitlock, tell daddy where you heard that?"
Lilly reached up and whispered into her daddy's ear. Jasper only smiled as he
leaned over to Edward and whispered into his ear. Suddenly, Lilly became very
upset and began hitting Jasper's chest.
"Don't tell him daddy, then her wish won't come true." She began to cry as she
shouted.
Edward locked eyes with me. I knew without him telling what had just happened.
Jessica's birthday wish was to have Edward be her daddy. Part of me wanted to
run over to him and beg him to say yes to her and another part of me wanted to
drag my daughter out of his arms and run away with her.
The ringing of my doorbell saved me from doing either. Jasper took Lilly into my
bedroom as I turned and went to open the door. My only hope was that Bree

wouldn't be standing on the other side of it. It would be just like her to show up
in the middle of all of this. However, I would take Bree a thousand times over if it
would erase who was really standing outside of my house.
"Mom?"
There in all of her glory stood my mother. The woman who betrayed me and my
father. Who took my daughter's father away and caused my world to crumble.
Just when life could get no worse, I noticed Mike wrapped his arm around her
waist.
My mother's instinct kicked in as I shouted for Esme. I tried to slam the front
door but my mother was already two steps in. Esme was beside me quicker than
humanly possible.
"Esme, take my baby and go to your house. I don't want her anywhere near this
poison."
"Isabella, really?" My mother began to reprimand me.
"NO!" I shouted, sticking my entire body only inches from her.
"You don't get to come in to my house, for any reason! Do you understand me?"
My voice entirely too loud and I could see saliva being shot from my lips, landing
on her perfectly made up face.
"Isabella, calm down." She again tried to reprimand me as she attempted to walk
around me.
"Fuck you!" I shouted as I went to stand in front of her again.
"Bella?" Mike's voice now caught my attention. I turned to him with nothing but
hatred in my eyes.
"I know you're angry, but please, she's pregnant."
His words were like ice water on my anger. My mother was pregnant and
standing in my living room.
"Hello, I'm Renee, Bella's mother." She was standing in front of an open mouth
Edward. "And your name handsome?"
I wasn't the least bit surprised at Rene's flirting, but what I was floored by; was
the way Edward was looking her up and down. He was clearly checking her out.
My anger began to boil again. This couldn't be happening. Again. She deliberately
went behind my back and carried on an affair with Mike. Now she was turning the
head of Edward, the man I had started to love, the man I had given my body to,
the man I had trusted.
"Ok, how about everyone just take a step back and let's calm down." Carlisle's
calm voice broke the tension. I watched as he motioned for Renee to sit on the
sofa. I stayed firmly placed in the entry hall. I didn't want her in this house. I
didn't want him in the same state as me and my daughter.

"Now, why don't we find out why your mother"

I didn't let him finish. "She isn't my mother." I clipped.
"Oh, Isabella"
"NO! You stopped being my mother the day you decided to crawl into bed with
my boyfriend!" I shouted at her.
I looked again at Edward, his eyes fixed on my mother, her obviously surgically
enhanced breast. I began to shake with anger. I wouldn't let this happen again.
"Fine, Bella. Renee why are you here?" Carlisle was still trying to calm things
down. Little did he know it wasn't Rene's presence that was causing my blood to
boil. It was watching Edward devoir her body.
"Well..."
I watched as Renee batted her perfectly sculpted eyelashes; her shoulder length
hair resting on her designer shirt. She had changed her hair, highlighting and
growing it into a different style. Her thin legs crossed at the knee with her salon
enhanced finger nails running up and down her thigh.
"Mike read the article where my Bella came to this little town and turned it all
around."
I couldn't speak. That stupid article had done nothing but cause me trouble. First,
with the new job offer and now with Renee and Mike showing up.
"Now, that we are here, I see why she has stuck around." She nibbled on her
bottom lip as she looked directly at Edward.
"Get out!" My voice quaking with emotion.
"Bella?" Carlisle questioned.
"I said get out!" My voice slightly higher and filled with emotion.
"Oh Belly, let's catch up." My mother suggested as she licked her lips and kept
her gaze on Edward.
My eyes flickered back to Edward, his eyes still locked on Renee. I could see Rose
and Alice in the dining room, picking up board game pieces.
"Leave it!" I shouted at them. Rose's eyes were huge like saucers. Alice paid me
no attention she kept putting the pieces away.
"I said, leave it!" I shouted in anger, stomping toward the table tossing the board
games to the floor to prove my point.
"Now everyone get the hell out!" My voice ricka -shaying off the walls. With both
of my hands in my hair, I closed my eyes and felt my heart pounding in my head.

"Babe?" Edward's soft voice spoke from behind me. I was too angry. Too angry at
him, at my mother, at everyone.
I spun around to face him. "You need to leave." My eyes locked with his, furry in
my voice.
"Bella" He tried again, placing his hands on my shoulders.
Throwing his hands off me, I again shouted at him and pointed at the door. "I
said leave!"
Edward squared his shoulders. He was challenging me; he chose the wrong day
to do this.
"Bella, they're gone. Let's sit down and "
I didn't let him finish, "You need to get the hell out of my house and out of my
life, do you understand me?"
The look on his face was of confusion and sadness. "Bella?"
"I said get out!..Get out now before I call the police and have you removed!"
The entire town tried to tell me what a great guy Edward was. How he was a
genuine guy, with moral and character. Give him a chance they all told me. He
was just like Mike. I had watched him undressing my mother, fantasizing how she
would feel under him. Oh, how I regretted giving into him. He was just like all the
other men in this world.
"Just tell me what I did and I swear I will leave."
I wanted to hit him. Make him hurt as much as I was. How dare he ask me what
he did, he knew damn good and well what he did.
"You know you really had me fooled."
I walked around him to get my shoes from the corner of the room.
"You had the whole town singing your praises, the great Dr. Cullen that would
never do anything wrong."
Angry tears began to fall as I tied my shoes.
"Little did they know that all it would take was a grown ass woman flirting, with
her fake assed tits hanging out at him screaming suck me! Suck me!"
I stood up straight, his mouth wide open, shock written all over his face.
"You know what really gets me about the whole situation?"
It wasn't a question and I didn't give him enough time to answer.
"Jessica actually wasted a birthday wish for a daddy on you. A man who is no
different than the one who gave her half of his DNA."

I grabbed my jacket and keys, ready to head to Esme's house. I was going to get
my daughter back and have nothing further to do with this place.
"Waityou think"
He began to talk to me in an angry tone, but I wasn't having it. I was finished
with him.
"You don't get to talk to me. You gave up that right when you started salivating
over my mother."
"Shut up Bella!...Goddamn it!" His voice was so loud and sharp that it made me
jump.
"I don't know what kind of crazy illusion you have going through your brain right
now, but I was not ogling your mother."
I lifted my index finger to speak but he grabbed it.
"No, you got to say what you wanted to say and now it is my turn. The only
reason I was looking at your mother was the fact that she has surgery scars that
a blind man wouldn't even leave behind. Her surgeon is an idiot. I find your
mother to be overly made up and fake."
My anger slowly dissolving.
"But what you just said about Jessica?...That..that isugh..is that how you
really feel?" His hand in his hair now, his eyes shinny like glass.
The silence was deafening as we glared at each other.
"You are a real piece of work Ms. Swan. Go ahead and put your wall back up.
Hate me, hate all men. But tell me this, what happens when your hatred for men
begins to poison Jessica? What will you do when she sabotages every relationship
she ever has? Will you finally be happy then? Or will you be sad and alone, with
no one to love you."
Edward began to walk toward the door, his anger clearly leaving him as well.
"As for Jessica wasting a wish on me?...Well then we are even; because I wasted
one on the both of you. I wished that you two would love me as much as I love
you."
With his final words like nails in my coffin, he slammed the door.
I was completely out of steam as my body slumped to the floor, tears coming in
waves and my body jerking with sobs. He was right. I was going to poison my
daughter with my fear of getting hurt.
Esme tried very hard to get me to stay the night with her. She said that Edward
had phoned and spoke with Carlisle. Seems there was a medical conference that
Carlisle had lost a bet and had to attend. Edward volunteered to go for him. Even
if I wanted to apologize, he had left a few minutes ago. I thanked Esme and
headed home.

"Mommy, is Edward gone because he heard about my wish?" Jessica and I were
cuddled up in my bed. I didn't have the strength to do much that day.
"No, baby..Edward and mommy just had a fight and he needs a time out. He
loves you my sunshine."
"Auntie Rose said that if you are mad at someone you should say you're sorry."
Oh, how I wish this was that easy.
"Rose is right, honey. You should always say you're sorry."
I planned to do just that. Tell him I was sorry. I tried all week to call him, but his
phone always went to voice mail. Maybe he just didn't want to hear from me.
It was Saturday afternoon, a week since the great blow out. I spoke with my
father who told me that my mother and Mike had stopped by their house as well.
Dad said that Sue wouldn't let them even stand on the porch. They told Charlie
the same story about wanting to congratulate me on my success. Sue called their
bluff and that is when the true reason came out. It seems my mother has bled
Mike dry in the finance department. She managed to get him fired from his last
job due to her, "Messing around," with his coworkers. They had come to Forks,
not looking to see me to congratulate me, but to beg for money. They assumed I
was getting tons of money from the city for putting them on the map.
As for Rene's pregnancy, they had a couple in Chicago that would be receiving
the baby once it was born; clearly the baby was not Mikes. Renee had made a
comment about me not being able to satisfy a man so that his eyes would
wonder, however, Mike reminded her of Heidi, a girl back in New York that was
caring for his son. Dad said Sue threw them off the property when they began to
argue about Mike's relationship.
Whispers surrounded me at every turn this week. What people didn't know about
the story of what really happened, made things up. By Friday night I was ready to
crawl in a hole and never come out.
"Bella, these bushes are going to be a beautiful red come spring."
Esme had come over this morning with her trunk full of new plants to fill the
flower beds.
"I'm just glad they take care of themselves."
Esme turned to me, a look about her face.
"Bella, plants are much like people. They need a good place to grow and live.
They need water and food. But most of all, they need someone to love them and
take care of them."
I hung my head and prayed the tears would stay away.
"I messed things up so bad Esme. He won't even take my calls."
Esme wrapped me in her arms, her gloved hands brushing fresh dirt on my shirt.

"Oh honey, you both said things that you didn't mean and that were in anger.
You just need to talk with him. I happen to know that Carlisle dropped him off at
his house an hour ago."
I pulled back away from her, the smile that now decorated her face.
"Go on Bella, go get him. Tell him you love him and that you are sorry. Trust me,
he will forgive you."
I quickly thanked her and then grabbed Jessica and put her in her car seat. I
didn't have to beg Sue very long to watch her as I dropped her off at my father's
house. It was nearly dark when I pulled up to his house. His garage door was
wide open and there was a black Mercedes in the drive way behind Edwards's car.
Carlisle must still be here. I quickly checked my face in my visor and then
climbed out of my car and made my way to the front door. The lights from the
living room cast light on the side walk where the big picture window sat. I smiled
as I remembered Edward talking about the big Christmas tree he wanted to have
setting there. I glanced up to look into that window when what I saw there took
my breath away.
Standing in a lover's embrace was Bree and Edward, kissing. I quickly ran back to
my car and tore out of the drive way. I was too late. He had moved on.
Bella POV
I never told a soul what I had witnessed that night. When I pulled back into my
driveway, Esme was getting ready to leave. I lied and told her that I had time to
think on my way over to Edward's house and decided not to surprise him. I would
call him when he had a chance to rest from his trip. I asked her to keep my
attempt to see him between the two of us. I didn't want the rumor mill to get any
new gossip. She hugged me and agreed.
That night I sat in the middle of my bed and cried. I let myself completely break
down. When the sun rose the next morning, I decided it was time to pick myself
up and carry on. Edward was just a man, made of flesh and blood just like the
rest of us. Someday he would be just a bump in the road that had jarred my
senses. I had far too many people counting on me; the most important was a
little girl who would be sad that her Edward was gone.
Monday morning I dropped Jessica off at day care, not a single word was said
about Edward being back in town. Perhaps they all knew about him and Bree. I
threw myself into my work for the rest of the week. I even took work home so
that I didn't have to think about what they were doing in that big house of his. I
had to stop at the market mid week to get a few items. The rumor mill was alive
and well as ladies pointed and whispered, clearly everyone knew that Bree had
secured her desire to have a Cullen.
I faked a smile and ignore the pitiful look, said hello and then promptly left. On
Friday I wanted to give my staff a little thank you for all of their hard work so I
decided to buy lunch for them. I pulled into the local pizza restaurant and just as
I was reaching for my purse I noticed Bree sitting in a booth by the window. She
was flipping her hair over her shoulder and laughing at what the waiter was
saying to her. The last thing I wanted was to see through her gloating about her
kiss with Edward. With lunch quickly forgotten, I started my car and drove back
to my office.

That night, I was setting on my bed after I laid Jessica down to sleep. I was
trying to come up with ideas for Christmas at the library. People are more
focused on gift shopping then reading and I needed to change that. I had sent an
email to one of my professors at Cornell asking if he had any suggestions. As I
checked my email for his reply, I noticed I had something from the library in
Portland. I opened the email and read that they were still interested in me
working for them. They had increased their offer to paying for my move which
included any fees I would have if I had a lease to break.
I thought back to the ladies gossiping about me in the grocery store. Did I want
that for Jessica when she grew older? Did I want her to be the little girl on the
playground that everyone talked bad about? How mothers would speak in hushed
tones about her poor mother who couldn't even keep a man around long enough
to solidify a relationship? How would I react to seeing their children? Edward had
made it clear that he wanted a big family; could I handle looking at his children
and watching him hold and kiss Bree?
With a big sigh and a wipe of my face to clear the tears, I responded to his email.
I wanted to have an interview.
His response was quicker than I expected. By the time I woke up the next
morning, I had hotel reservations and a detail map of how to get to the building.
I called Charlie and asked if he and Sue could watch Jessica for a couple of days.
I explained to him what my plans were and he told me that he understood. Next
was a call to Angela, she was my second in charge and I knew she could handle
it. I lied and told her I just needed to get out of town for a few days. She knew
that I had taken the breakup hard and agreed with me that time away was a
great idea.
Portland was a beautiful city. It was much larger than Forks and I could see many
opportunities for Jessica and myself. When I arrived at the public library, you
would have thought I was a celebrity. There were fresh flowers placed all around
and all of the employees wore a uniform. I was greeted by an extremely
handsome man, Alex Rio.
Alex was on the city council and owned several businesses here in Portland. His
dark hair and bright blue eyes would cause any red blooded woman to swoon. He
was taller than Edward, yet had the same mannerisms. Alex shook my hand and
tried to hold my gaze a little longer than socially acceptable. I politely removed
my hand from his as he continued to stare at me.
"Ms. Swan, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. I have heard so many wonderful
things about you. However, none of them included how extraordinary beautiful
you are."
His compliment should have made me blush but I just couldn't take it for
anything other than words.
"Thank you Mr. Rio."
"Oh."..he shook his head.Please, we are going to be together for the next two
days, call me Alex."
I smiled and nodded my head. I intentionally refrained from asking him to call me
Bella.

As I sat at the elongated table that housed the entire board, I found that the
library was running quite well. However, the former director had just passed
away recently and they wanted someone who could work as hard. They didn't
expect many changes only to keep the ship sailing as Alex explained it. I was
shown a lovely power point on every feature the building had to offer and then
every benefit I would receive as director. It was all presented in one big beautiful
box with a pretty pink bow on top. No one in their right mind would turn this job
down. The salary was nearly three times what I was making in Forks. I would
have nothing to build or clean or program to start. Simply set at the desk I would
be given and let the workers do what they already do.
"We have recently opened a child care room on the third floor, little Jessica would
be welcomed to participate. When she is school age, Mr. Rio has assured her a
place at Saint Anthony's."
Saint Anthony's was explained to me as part of another power point that included
the condo they had for me and Jessica. Saint Anthony's was one of the top ten
prep schools in the country. Children that graduated had a ninety-seven percent
acceptance rate in the nation's Ivy League schools. It was the perfect situation for
Jessica and me.
"Ms. Swan, we don't want to overwhelm you with any of this. We want you to
take time and tour our fine city. Enjoy some of its cuisine and activities. Go back
to Forks and give it some serious thought."
Everyone smiled and shook my hand. I was told I would be taken to my hotel and
to charge anything I wanted to the room. As I was escorted back down stairs, I
noticed a limo waiting just outside the entrance doors.
"Ms. Swan, the board has arranged for your stay to be completely covered,
however I would like to escort you to dinner this evening. I would like to have the
opportunity to get to know you better perhaps?"
My mind wondered briefly to the memory of Edward and Bree kissing and then to
the restaurant. He had moved on and maybe, just maybe I could to.
Smiling I said, "Mr. Rio, I would really like that."
Alex helped get me into the limo. He assured me that my car would be taken care
of and that I wouldn't need it for the rest of my stay. As the limo pulled away
from the building, I noticed a park across the street. I could see several women
sitting on benches as they watched their children play. They seemed happy here,
could I be just as happy? As we continued down the street, the limo driver
announced we were almost to Saint Anthony's school. The turn of the century
building stood majestically at the end of a large court yard. The tall iron gates
that stood guard of the children, as many could be seen walking on the
sidewalks. The intricate design of the metal workings looked to be as old as the
building itself.
"My sister is a teacher there. She tells me that children go on the waiting list as
soon as the pregnancy test is positive."
I rested back in my seat as I pondered his words. According to Alex, Jessica
would already have a place at this school. She would receive an amazing
education and perhaps attend Cornell or even Yale. She certainly wouldn't be the

receiver of the poor-little-girl looks around here. No one knew or cared that
Edward had moved on. They knew nothing about what we had both suffered at
the hands of Renee and Mike. It would be a fresh start for both of us. We could
hold our heads up high and not worry about what was being said behind our
backs.
The hotel was beyond my wildest dreams. I should have expected it to be as
grand as it was, considering how they have already pulled out all of the stops. I
didn't even need to check in as Alex was waiting to take me up to my room. The
double door should have clued me into the grandeur of the suite. However, I will
admit to having my breath taken away. The large French doors had to be twelve
feet tall. They opened to what looked to be a roof top balcony. There were
massive curtains that housed the equally vibrant windows in the room. What
looked to be a sitting room was beautifully decorated in creams and tans. To the
left was another set of massive doors and sitting just beyond them was a King
size bed, covered with fine linens and inviting pillows.
"Ms. Swan, I know the hotel has some very amazing restaurants, however, I
would like to take you into the city. Sample some of the places I love."
I turned around to face Alex; his body standing in his dark suit with a blue tie and
matching shirt. As I looked at the black and white photograph of the hotel that
hung on the wall, I asked myself one question. What did I have to lose by
agreeing to dinner with him?
"I'd actually like to see the city."
The smile on his face grew. I knew he was reading more into this than I was
willing to let happen. It was just dinner; I could allow myself that much.
"I'll be back around six and pick you up. Dress casual, no black ties needed where
I plan to take you."
I agreed to be ready as I closed the door behind Alex. It had been a long morning
and I was a little tired from it all. Tomorrow I would see the condo they had for
me and take a look around the area. I crossed the room and entered the door
that housed the bed. I jumped onto the bed and threw my arms out to the side. I
needed to talk with my munchkin. I needed to hear the sweetness of her voice.
My father's phone rang three times before he finally picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey dad, how is my baby?"
"Oh Bella, Sue and I are fine. I had toast for breakfast and Sue is making soup
for dinner."
I laughed at his banter. He always knew how to make me laugh.
"Sorry dad, long day."
"Jess is fine. Sleeping at the moment."
I paused briefly as a yawn of my own took over.

"Oh, sorry dad.It's been a crazy day."

"Bella, we have always been honest with each other haven't we?"
The tail-tail stinging behind my eyes started as I knew what was coming.
"Yes dad, we have." I said quietly.
"You don't have to tell me everything. I just want to make sure he didn't
physically hurt you."
"No daddy.just broke my heart. It isn't entirely his fault though."
"That is usually the case."
I took in a deep breath and told him the entire story. I left out nothing, down to
seeing Bree in the restaurant that day.
"So are you really considering moving to Portland?"
I took in a deep breath and sat up on the bed.
"Dad, I would be a fool not to at least consider it."
"Considering it is one thing, running to something to escape something is an
entirely different story."
"You think I'm running?"
"Don't you?"
He was always good at making me look deep inside myself.
"I just want what's best for Jessica."
"Of course you do, but what if what's best for her is to be surrounded by people
who love and adore her?"
I had told him about the amazing schools here and the chance of a life time to go
to an Ivy League school.
"Funny you say it like that, Bella. I seem to recall a certain young girl who
attended public school, graduated from that public school and got her master's
from Cornell."
He had me there.
"Furthermore, she worked so hard to get that degree even with a small baby to
care for."
He was right, I had worked hard. I had even sworn to myself that I wouldn't let
another man come between me and my dreams.
"Thank you, daddy."

"Anytime little girl, anytime."

I'll give Alex a brownie point for being punctual. At exactly six on the dot, he was
knocking on my door.
"Don't you look amazing?" His eyes roaming up and down my jean clad body.
"Thank you Alex. Are we ready to go?" I had my jacket and purse in my hands,
no need to give him a reason to come into my room.
"After you Ms Swan."
Alex tried to place his hand on my lower back, I moved a bit to the left to add
space between us. Regardless of my decision to move to Portland or not, I wasn't
about to get involved with anyone, no matter how charming and good looking
they were.
Alex drove a Range Rover, it was all black and I doubt there was a single speck of
dust to be found on it. He drove with his left hand on the steering wheel, only his
wrist touching as he let his hand hang free. My father would have had his ass if
he saw him driving that way with me in the car. We pulled on to a long street that
had restaurants on each side. "Carlisle's" was printed on the sign that hung over
the door that we were slowly walking towards.
"Carlisle's has been around since my father was a boy. They have the best food in
here."
As I listened to him, all I could think about was how Carlisle was the name of
Edward's father. Would I ever escape him?
Once inside the door, I noticed a line of people waiting to be seated. The
restaurant was packed, yet Alex pushed his way to the front of the hostess stand.
"Virginia, my usual please."
The skinny, red headed girl glanced at him and then smiled. She quickly picked
up two menus and began to walk to the back of the overcrowded restaurant. No
one stopped us or said hello, they just continued on with their conversations like
we didn't matter.
"I'll send Cindy over shortly." Virginia said as she set the menus on the table.
Alex took his seat, never pulling out my chair for me. I became angry at myself
as I was clearly comparing Alex to Edward. This would get me nowhere. They
were two different men and I needed to accept who I was with tonight.
"Well, hello stranger."
A very beautiful brown haired girl announced as I looked at the menu.
"I haven't seen you in here in a while." Her hand was resting on Alex's arm; he
did nothing to remove it or his arm. It was crystal clear they had or were having
a relationship. I felt like a voyeur sitting here watching them.

Alex ordered a bottle of white wine for the table. I never cared for white wine so I
quickly stopped the waitress.
"I'll have iced tea please."
The look she gave me was of disbelief. She turned to Alex who quickly nodded his
head at her. This did not sit well with me.
"So Isabella, tell me something about yourself that isn't on your resume."
He was leaning over the table resting on his forearms.
"Well, I like to read."
It was true and it wasn't written anywhere on my resume.
"That's a given, you're a Librarian, something that makes you special."
The way his lips dropped the word Librarian was the equivalent of a slap to the
face. I was very proud of what I did.
"Sorry, Mr. Rios that is all you'll get from me. We are here so that you can sell
this city to me, not braiding each other's hair."
"Oh, but I think the city sells itself. We have a vast variety of parks, museums,
restaurants and night clubs."
"What about other types of clubs?"
His face broke out in a devilish grin and he leaned further into me.
"We have those kinds of clubs as well; I would be happy to introduce you if you
would like."
I pulled my body away; he assumed I meant sex clubs.
I couldn't believe him. I shook my head, "No Mr. Rios, I'm talking about clubs for
the children, keeping them busy afterschool and on the weekends. Clubs for our
elderly to keep their minds active. With you being a member of the city council I
just assumed you would know if these clubs existed."
When dinner was finish, I reached into my purse and tossed down one hundred
dollars.
"Oh Isabella, I asked you out on this date, your money is not welcomed here."
I got the feeling that more than my money wouldn't be welcomed here. By the
way he just assumed he could order my drink and I would say nothing, or how he
had arranged for my daughter to go to a particular school or even decide for me
where I would live. Regardless of how great all of these things seemed; I had no
part in the decision. I had no doubt that if I were to accept this position; my
choices would continue to be taken away.

"Mr. Rio, tonight has been quite eye opening and you have managed to answer all
of the questions I had left. I will be heading home in the morning and will let the
board know of my decision."
He grabbed my arm as I began to rise out of my chair.
"Ms. Swan, I had planned to take you to see your new home tomorrow. It has
been all arranged with you in mind."
I withdrew my hand from his grip. "You will excuse me, Mr. Rios; I do not wish to
see a penthouse that you have chosen for me. Again I will let the board know of
my decision."
I didn't wait for him to take me back to the hotel as I was lucky enough to have a
cab dropping someone off just as I exited the doors. I gave the cab the name of
the hotel and he managed to pull away before Alex could stop us. Once back in
my hotel, I looked around and decided I had had enough of the smoke and
mirrors of this place. I grabbed my suit case and checked out of the hotel. I
arrived back in Forks in the wee hours of the morning and when I laid down in my
bed the comfort of being home took me right into dream land.
The next morning, I woke up early with a new determination. I asked Dad if he
could drop Jessica off at the daycare for me and he agreed. Angela was surprised
to see me behind my desk when she opened the doors.
"I thought you would be out until Monday?"
I smiled at her and then turned back to my computer screen.
"Change of plans. I've been inspired and I wanted to get started." It wasn't a lie.
When I found out the library in Portland offered child care, I began to think about
the parents here in Forks that needed a little extra time during their holiday
shopping.
I was drafting a proposal that would allow us to use several of the vacant rooms
in the back. One for a place to hold children as they played while two of the other
rooms would hold crafters and bakers that wanted to share or sell their products.
The parents could choose to leave their children if they wanted to shop in town as
well. It would benefit everyone.
It was shortly before lunch when my boss returned with an answer. The board
loved the idea. He suggested that instead of charging money for the child care,
have the parents bring some non-perishable foods or an unwrapped toy to be
given to local charity.
I was busy sending an email out to all the crafters I knew in town when a knock
came to my office door. Angela opened the door carrying in a large bouquet of
red roses mixed with calla lilies. I knew instantly it wasn't from Edward. Angela
sat them on my side board as I continued to type the email. The aroma they were
sending off was amazing; however I didn't want to admit who I feared they were
from. Slowly I walked over and took out the card.
Ms. Swan,

My heart was heavy when I learned that you had left the hotel before I
could give you a proper goodbye. I was looking forward to showing you
all that Portland has to offer, however we will have time when you are
here permanently. I look forward to assisting you in any need you may
have.
With warm affection,
Alexander Rios
I laid the card down on my desk and opened my email once again. Portland had
so many things to offer me. Not to mention that the salary they offered was quite
nice. I quickly typed up my decision and hit send.
Edward POV
I hadn't meant to tell her that I loved her for the first time this way. She
deserved to be told while I touched her face and stared into her big brown eyes. I
almost did the night we danced at the fair. Maybe if I had I wouldn't be sitting on
this airplane now, kicking myself for even stepping one foot out of her door
tonight.
She thought I was lusting after her mother, which couldn't be more from the
truth. Sure I looked at her; you couldn't help but do so. It's like passing an
accident on the side of the road; you just naturally turn your head. What Bella
failed to see was the look in Mike's eyes as he scanned her perfect body. He was
a man full of regret. He chose to cheat on Bella and expected everything to turn
out right. He signed away his rights to one of the most beautiful little girls on the
planet.
Jessica..Oh how I wanted to hold her and tell her that daddy would make
everything better. She had wished for me to be her daddy and she had no earthly
idea how bad I longed to be just that. To marry her mother and move them into
the house that I bought with them in mind. To have dozens of more children and
eventually grandchildren. To set on that porch and hold Bella's hand as we
watched the sun come up or go down. To carry her across the threshold and
claim her as my wife.
The stewardess offers me her phone number as she hands me my drink. I don't
even smile as I hand it back to her. I plan to take this opportunity away to give
Bella time to cool off. To see that we are perfect for each other. To give me time
to erase her cutting words to me; she wasted a wish on you.
This conference would give me what I needed as well. I had originally won the
toss up when the notice to attend first came. Carlisle had attended five years ago
and said he learned and saw far more than he wanted to. The conference was
designed to simulate a takeover. Once you got off the plane, you would be blind
folded and taken to an unknown location. While there you would be treated like a
hostage and then required to try to escape. There would be different challenges
along the way and the company that runs it, makes it as real as possible. With no
communication to the outside world, this would give me time to heal.
As I look out the window of the plane, the moon casting a wintery glow upon the
clouds, they look more like a good blanket of snow than what they really are. My
mind traveled back to the first time I laid eyes on her. She was walking out of my

sister's office as I pulled into the parking lot. Alice had been trying to set me up
with the perfect girl for as long as I remember. During med school, I didn't have
time for dating. I had several opportunities, however, never went through with
them. Once I graduated, my family began to nudge me in that direction.
Unfortunately, the women in Forks were all the same. They wanted bragging
rights. They could care less what my likes and dislikes were about.
It didn't take much to find out who she was and what she was doing here. I
decided to feel her out, see what kind of woman she was. She blew me away with
what I learned about her. She had a pure heart with compassion wrapped around
it. She was what I had been waiting for. Not surprisingly she didn't bend to me
easy. My good looks and family name did nothing for her. She was strong and
independent; she clearly stood on her own. I wanted her.bad!
With my week from hell over, I boarded the plane and headed home. I was ready
to talk with Bella and work things out. She needed to know that I loved her more
now than I did when she threw me out. My father picked me up from the airport.
I asked about Bella and he told me about the rumors running around town. He
also told me what Renee and Mike had said to Charlie.
"Can you just drop me off at her house then dad, I need to see her?"
"Not until you have had a shower and some rest. You forget, I did that same trip
several years ago. Your mother made me burn the clothes I came home in."
My father was right. I had been in the same clothes that I flew out in. I had
managed to wash my face a couple of times using rain water, but I refused to risk
any disease from bacteria that may be present in the rivers and streams. The
hum of my father's car allowed me to fall asleep as soon as we hit the highway.
He woke me as he pulled into my drive way.
"Go upstairs and take a long shower, followed by a dip in your hot tub. Order
something to eat and have it delivered. Then when you feel human again, call
Bella."
My body screamed at me to take my father's advice. I was so tired, now that
sleep was the only thing I could really fathom. However, standing in the hot spray
of my shower, my body began to relax and I could feel the waves of exhaustion
begin to wash over me. This past week was more intense than even when I was
doing my residency.
I had taken my father's advice and called in a delivery from Pizza Palace. Mrs.
Giovanni was a god send. She told me to just pay her the next time I saw her
and that she would send her son Anthony over with my meal. I told her I would
leave the garage door open for him and to leave it on the kitchen counter. As I
wrapped my towel around my waist, I was salivating with the thoughts of her
famous lasagna. I made my way down to my kitchen; the hairs on the back of my
neck began to stand up. I attributed it to being on constant look out for the past
week. As I rounded the corner of my living room, I switched on the light so that I
wouldn't stub my toes on the furniture. I learned the last time I was exhausted
that this can happen quickly. What I found sitting in my living room however
made me wish I would have stayed upstairs. Standing in her lab coat and nothing
else was Bree Tanner.
"Hello sexy." She purred at me.

What the.
"How in the hell did you get in here?
I reached down to ensure that my towel was still in place.
"Your calendar in the office had today as the day you returned. I just thought that
after the falling out that you and Bella had you might want a little distraction."
She swayed her hips in a manner that I assumed she thought I would approve.
Honestly, it only made me nauseous. I refused to back away from her.
"Why do you think I would want to spend any time with you?"
I didn't care if I hurt her feelings. Even if I fail at ironing things out with Bella,
Bree would never warm my bed.
"I know how men work Edward."
"Dr. Cullen; you have no right to use my name."
She only rolled her eyes as she continued to move closer.
"I see how you look at me when you think I'm not looking. I've heard you say my
name while you shower, touching yourself as you have thought about me."
Bree was out of her mind. I had never thought about her while in the shower or
otherwise.
"You want me as much as I want you. Think about it Edward. You and me in this
big house. Having the time of our lives as we travel the world. I would never try
and trap you with a child that wasn't yours."
Before I could react to her statement, she leaped at me and slammed her mouth
to mine. Her lips were too thin and her mouth too wet. It was like being kissed by
a German Sheppard instead of a girl. I quickly pushed her body away from mine,
holding her arms with my hands tightly. I picked her up and carried her out of the
house, placing her bare feet on the ground.
"Darken my door again and I will have the sheriff arrest you for trespassing. I'm
also calling my father and having you removed from our practice."
I left her in the cooling night with only her lab coat on, quickly locking my doors
and garage. I phoned my father and told him what had happened. He
immediately banned her from going to the hospital and he was calling her school
in the morning.
I found my dinner and quickly devoured it. I made certain my house was indeed
locked as I set the alarm and crawled into bed. The ringing of my phone woke me
from a sound sleep several hours later. The hospital needed me in surgery for an
accident that had occurred in a remote town several miles from here. After seven
hours in surgery, I climbed back into bed and slept for ten solid hours.

Thursday morning I awoke with a new determination. Today I was going by the
library and getting things aired out with Bella. She had plenty of time to cool off
and I was now rested and ready to talk. As I got into my car, my phone began to
ring with my mother's ring tone.
"Good morning, mom."
"Good morning son, welcome back to the land of the living."
I laughed right along with her.
"So what are your plans today, do you have time to share breakfast with your
lonely mother?"
"Can I take a rain check? I really want to get over to the library and talk with
Bella."
I could hear her sigh as she started to speak. "You haven't heard then?"
My heart was in my throat. What could have happened to Bella?
"Hear what mom, is she ok? Is Jessica sick again?"
"No, no they are both in good health. She is away in Portland. I spoke with her
father last night and he said that she was taking a couple of days away. I asked if
she was alright, but he said that when she was ready, she would tell the story on
her own.
I turned my car around and headed toward my mother's house. She had gone out
of town, for reasons Charlie wasn't giving out. This couldn't be good. If she was
only going on vacation then he would have said that. She must have a specific
reason for going to Portland during the week. What I needed right now was a talk
with my mother and her home cooking.
Visiting with my mother did little to ease my nerves. I needed to stop by the
grocery store and get some food in my house. I was picking out some apples
when I overheard Bella's neighbor talking about her.
"I'm telling you, she was crying when she went inside that house. I bet you Dr.
Cullen found out what her real intentions were."
"Oh Mildred, Chief Swan's daughter is as good as they come. And the last time I
checked it wasn't a sin to come home late at night."
I wanted to be angry for upsetting Bella, but it wasn't entirely my fault. We both
said some things we both regretted.
The next morning while seeing patients, I received a phone call from Leah
Clearwater.
"Dr. Cullen, do you remember when you sent Ms. Swan all of those bouquets?"
"Yes Leah, I remember."

"Well I just had an order for a really large bouquet, even bigger than the one you
sent her, only this time it is from an Alex Rio. Tell me Dr. Cullen; is that your
stage name or something?"
I wanted to laugh at poor Leah; she seemed to live in her own world most of the
time. It was a blessing really as her husband never hid his extra marital business
from her.
"I am certain it is just a friend of Ms. Swan's. Not to worry Leah."
"So they aren't from you then?"
"Not this time Leah."
I made it through the mountain of paperwork and patients by six. I had to check
on the little boy I did surgery on and then I was damned and determined to get
to the bottom of this. As I walked to the nurse's desk to get my patient's nurse to
check his progress, I caught a conversation.
"I heard that she was seen at a fancy dinner in New York with an old boyfriend. I
think it may have even been the father of that daughter of hers."
"Well, I heard from my sister who delivered flowers to the library that a man
named Alex Rio sent her roses. His credit card has an address of Portland. I bet
that is where she was."
"Well this Alex guy better get ready, I hear she is particular about everything."
That was the second time today that I had heard that name. I approached the
desk as if I hadn't heard anything. This town was the biggest rumor mill I have
ever witnessed and I wouldn't believe a word until it came from Bella's lips.
Her house had several lights on. Her garage door was closed and I took that as a
good sign. I parked my car and then walked quickly to her front door. I rang the
doorbell and then waited. I took a deep breath as I could hear her turning the
dead bolt. I watched as her eyes widened as she realized it was me. I swear she
was even prettier than the last time I laid eyes on her.
"Bella, I would like to talk to you for a few minutes. There is something I need to
tell you and I want you to hear it from me."
I watched as her eyes became very sad. Her face was clearly tired and her body
slumped slightly.
"Of course Edward, Please come in."
Bella's POV
"I was just about to have a cup of tea. Can I get you anything?"
Edward looked so good standing there. I imagined him to be just like Sean
Connery; age with charisma. Bree would be a lucky girl to wake up to him every
morning.

"I'll have whatever you're having."

I smiled as I turned and walked to the kitchen. How things had changed since the
last time he was here. I was so sure about things that day. I was certain I would
get my happy ever after.
"Is Jessica asleep?"
His voice was still the same, deep and manly. I would miss that at the end of the
daymiddle of the night.
"Yes, she was having a really bad day, so I put her down early."
Jessica had been having more and more days like that. Just all around cranky,
throwing toys and crying at the drop of a hat. I knew it was because of the rift
between Edward and me. I hope the decision I made about Portland would help
her.
Edward sat at the bar as I stirred both of our cups of tea. I had rehearsed this
much needed conversation in my head a thousand times, however the only thing
that came to mind right now wasdo it quick, rip off the band aid.
"I'm glad you came by, I have needed to talk with you."
I could do this. I would give each of us the closure that we needed.
"First, I need to apologize to you for the very harsh and undeserved words that I
spoke to you that night. You have been nothing but wonderful to me and to
Jessica. She would be a very lucky little girl to have someone like you to call her
daddy."
Edward tried to interrupt.
"Please." I lifted my hand and placed it on his warm one.
"Let me do this and when I am done, I will listen to anything you have to say." I
said softly.
I watched as his green eyes softened.
"I'm sorry for treating you like I should have been treating Mike and Renee. You
and your family have been there for us and I thank you by screaming horrible
insults at you. For that I am sorry. I will be formally apologizing to them as well"
I looked into his eyes as I said the words that fell without my input.
"Bella, I admit that I was angry at you for what you said. I didn't understand
where you were coming from when you accused me of checking out your
mother." I watched as his eyes danced as he leaned back into the bar stool.
"When I found out about Mike and my mother, I wasn't just hurt. I was
destroyed. It has never been a secret that my mom was an attractive woman. I
justwell. "

The words so clear in my mind, my tongue having issues releasing them.

"Edward, I will always be there for Jessica. I will give up my own life for her. I
would never dream of betraying her the way my mother did me. When I saw your
eyes roaming all over her body, I just felt like it was happening all over again.
She was trading Mike for you."
He took in a deep breath and shook his head. I was about to question him when
he spoke.
"I have to apologize to you as well."
I gave him a questioning look.
"Please, I let you have your time."
I gave him a small smile and nodded my head.
"I am sorry that I walked out of that door. I should have stayed and talked some
sense into you. I should have called Charlie when they first came through the
door and had them escorted off the property."
I watched as he eyes fell to his hands, his breathing hand increased and he was
clearly struggling with himself.
"Never once did I look at you mother with anything except pity. She will never
get to do the normal things that mothers and daughters do. She will never know
the love that comes from spending time with her granddaughter. I also looked at
her with humor. She has no idea that she looked so sewn together."
I looked to the kitchen counter for several minutes, absorbing his words that I
knew were the truth. He was right, she would never be the one I called for a new
recipe or advice on getting a stain out of an article of clothing. She would never
watch Jessica open a Christmas gift or dance at a ballet recital.
"I've heard the rumors around town, I know you went to Portland and had dinner
with a man named Alex Rio."
I have no idea why I was the least bit surprised.
"I just want you to know that if he is what you want then"
He didn't get to finish his sentence as a raspy voice interrupted."
"Edward?"
Jessica stood in her little pink night gown, her favorite rabbit secured in her left
arm.
"You came back." She cleared the space between them in a second flat.
I watched as she held her arms out for him to pick her up. She then wrapped her
tiny arms around his neck as she held on for dear life. Edward hugged her back
and closed his eyes.

"I missed you Edward."

Her tiny hand wiping her sleepy eyes as she snuggled into his chest.
"Jessica, honey you are supposed to be in bed little one." I walked around the bar
to take her out of his arms. It wasn't fair to her to let her sit in his lap when he
wouldn't be back to comfort her again.
"Can Edward take me back?"
I looked into the innocent eyes of my daughter. I could give her this.
"You have to make sure Edward wants to."
I looked to Edward with pleading eyes. Please don't deny my baby.
"I would love to."
He didn't wait for her to ask, as he rose and began to walk toward her bedroom. I
closed my eyes and tried so hard not to follow them. He needed to say goodbye
to her. I just needed to protect her.
"Edward I didn't want you to go away. I just want a daddy like Lilly. I'm sorry if
that makes you sad."
My heart clinched as her words were now out in the open. Edward stood with her
still wrapped around his neck.
"Jess, it wasn't your fault. Sometimes Mommies and Daddies say things to each
other that they don't mean. You never made me sad, only very happy."
He kissed her sweet hair as he laid them both down on her bed.
"But just say you're sorry and then you can be my daddy."
Her tiny voice and her innocent thoughts; so simple yet nearly impossible.
"Jessica, I want so much to be your daddy." His words meant to be a whisper but
they were loud and clear. I wouldn't let him do this to her. He couldn't just say
things like that to her and then go running off to Bree's bed. I removed myself
from the hall as I knew I had to end this now. I would put as many miles as
possible between us.
"She's back to sleep now." His voice startled me. With my last ounce of courage I
turned and began to speak.
"Edward, you should know that I am also well aware of the rumors running
around town. However, I do know that the one of you and Bree being together is
true."
I watched as his face turn to shock. He opened his mouth to say something but I
cut him off before he could interrupt.

"That night you came home from your medical conference, I went to your house.
I saw you and Bree kissing and holding each other. I saw how you were nearly
naked together and I was so hurt and upset that I turned around and left." I tried
to keep my voice from shaking, but I don't think I succeeded.
The memory of her hands on his chest and his hands on her made my heart
clinch and my chest tighten.
"I can't allow you to have a personal relationship with Jessica when you are
having a sexual one with Bree. It isn't fair to Jess, it would confuse her and I
can't allow that."
I could feel my maternal instinct raging through me.
His face turned from shock to something I couldn't put my finger on.
"Tell me something Bella." His eyes now deep green and his skin flushed.
"You say that you saw the two of us kissing, wrapped around each other? Tell me,
is that how I normally act around Bree? Am I friendly to her or do I act
professional with her? Do we have lunch together or have I had her over for
movie nights? Do I call her for no reason to just say hello?"
He was right of course. I lowered my eyes as I held back the tears that
threatened to fall.
"Are the rumors true about you and Alex? Is he the new man in your life?"
He had no right to ask this of me.
"Did you think about me when you had dinner with him? When you held his hand
across a table or when you took him back to your room and into your bed? Did
you tell him you had a boyfriend back home and a little girl?"
His words were causing my anger to boil. Was he calling me a whore?
"Bella, he doesn't even know you like I do. He sent you flowers for Christ sake
and you hate getting flowers. Does he know that Jessica likes to have her back
rubbed when you hold her or that her favorite bunny is named Albert? Does he
know that she knows every word to the movie beauty and the beast?"
He began to walk closer to me, like a lion marking his territory.
"Does he know that you have a birthmark on the inside of your left thigh that
looks like a comma? Or that your legs start to shake when you are about to
come? Has he ever heard you say his name while you are sleeping in his arms?"
His face was so close to mine that I could feel his breath as he spoke each word.
"I am sorry for a lot of things that night, but I'm not sorry I told you I love you."
His lips crashed into mine as my back was against the wall. This kiss was primal
and raw. He was taking charge and clearly reminding me of the passion we once

had. His tongue entering my mouth, he didn't wait for permission as he thrust his
tongue and pelvis at the same time.
"Tell me Bella, can he make you feel the way I do?"
His lips were back on mine as I gave up the fight and pulled him closer to me. If
this was the last kiss I ever received from him, I wanted to remember it forever.
"I didn't touch Bree."
His words spoken into my neck as he nuzzled it. It was enough of a wakeup call
to cause me to pull my head back. He slowly lowered my feet back to the ground.
"She got into my house because I left the door unlocked for the pizza guy. She
threw herself at me and I then proceeded to throw her out. "
"But." I tried to protest.
"Phone my father if you don't believe me. I called him immediately and had her
banned from working with me. Would I do that if I wanted her?"
He had a point. Could it have happened as he said?
"But you never answered me about Alex. Did something happen with you? Are
you moving to Portland?"
I raised my hand to touch his face. His lips were red and swollen from kissing. My
anger now completely gone.
"Alex is a member of the city council of Portland. He took me to dinner to show
me the city. Well, that is what he told me at first; however I got the impression
that he wanted more from me. I left him sitting at the table and got back in my
car and came here."
His eyes searched mine as he took my face in both of his.
"Tell me you believe me about Bree."
My eyes never leaving his, "I believe you."
My words barely left my lips as he crashed his into mine. My face still cradled in
his large hands as he kissed me again with so much heart and passion.
"I love you Bella.I swear to god if we can get passed this, I will make you and
Jessica so happy."
He didn't let me respond as he kissed me again. His hands were now everywhere
and I wanted so badly to take his shirt off and take him here in my living room,
but we needed to talk and to clear the air about things.
"Edward." I was a panting mess, my voice low and raspy.
He placed his forehead against mine, "I know.talk first."

I made us each a new cup of tea and we sat at opposite ends of the couch. I
needed this distance and I believed he did as well.
"Ok.so apparently the rumor mill made more out of this then there really was."
Edward had taken my foot in his hands and was massaging the balls of my feet.
"They seem to do that pretty regularly. They helped in making my decision to
visit Portland."
I hummed at the feeling of his fingers on my feet. I decided to return the favor as
I reached for his sock clad foot and began to rub his as well.
"So I have to know, are you planning to move to Portland? Because if you are, I
will move as well."
His words floored me. He would give up his practice to be near me?
"Edward you can't"
He gripped my foot tightly. "I can't be without you. I can't let that little girl in
there go another day without knowing I want to be her daddy more than just
about anything in this world."
I couldn't speak as my heart hammered in my chest.
"Bella, I love you and I pray that you and I can see past everything that has
happened and learn from; but god Bella, don't make me live another minute not
knowing if I have your heart the way you two have mine."
I didn't waste any more time as I leaped from the cushions and threw my arms
around his neck. "As much as I fought it, you have had me from the first moment
I laid eyes on you. I love you, Edward. I want to have the happy ever after. I just
never thought it was meant to be mine."
He quickly flipped us and I let out the most girly giggle that I have ever heard.
"You are in so much trouble Ms. Swan." He spoke into my ear.
"You are about to be given my full and undivided attention for the next few hours.
I am going to give you just a sample of the kind of things I will be doing to you in
the future."
Before I could blink, he had me tossed over his shoulder and headed toward my
bedroom. I didn't dare fuss at him in fear of waking Jessica. He gently placed me
on my bed as he began to climb over my body sliding his thigh between my
knees as he demanded to be between them. "While I was away in Brazil, I didn't
have time to think about anything except for getting the men off the island. I did
however, dream of you several times."
His eyes so bright and his words wrapping around my heart.
"I could hear your laugh and I swear I could smell your perfume."
His fingers unbuttoning my shirt as his eyes stayed locked with mine.

"In the back of my mind, I knew I wasn't in any real danger, but a huge part of
me worried that I would never be this close to you again."
I wanted to question him as to what type of medical conference this was. I had
just assumed it was lectures and dinners that lasted into the night.
"I compared Alex to you the whole time I was with him at dinner." I confessed.
The feel of the cool breeze that the ceiling fan caused rushed across my now bare
chest, Edward's warm skin quickly covering me.
"Leah Clearwater thought Alex Rio was my stage name."
We were silent for a few seconds before we both began to laugh.
"Do you have another career that I need to know about?" I chuckled into his
shoulder.
"Only being the best friend."
He then kissed my nose.
"Best lover."
Kiss to my forehead.
"Best fianc."
Kiss to my cheek.
"Best husband."
Kiss to my lips.
"Best daddy Jessica could dream of."
This time I grabbed him and kissed him. I let myself feel the love and honesty he
was giving me in this kiss. He would do everything he could to keep his words
true.
"It just so happens that we have an opening in each of those areas you just
described."
His smile was electric as he again claimed my lips. For the first time in my life, I
closed my eyes and let myself just feel. I had never allowed myself to take as
much as I had given. Edward was here, giving me all the love he could possibly
convey and I took it all. I would do everything in my power to make him as happy
and loved as he was making me.
"I swear to you Bella, I will never walk out that front door in anger again."
"And I swear to direct my anger at the correct person in the future."
"I swear to always make certain you know that you and Jessica are the most
important people in my world."

"And I swear to let you in."

His eyes flicker between mine. We both knew exactly what this meant for us. By
my confession, he knew I was all in. There would be no going back. I had
effectively placed it all on the line.
"Just so you know this isn't a proposal. When we are truly ready, I will give you a
proposal the town will talk about for years."
I smiled as I looked into his beautiful eyes.
He continued, "I consider this a promise of great things to come."
His hand reached behind his neck and pulled his t-shirt over his head.
"Speaking of coming, I have an entire week to make up for, not to mention we
now have a reason for makeup sex." Oh lord, I thought to myself, an entire week
of some awesome lovin'.
Bella's POV
Waking up the next morning, I took a look around my room. Pillows were
everywhere and the only sheet left on the bed was the fitted one. I dropped back
onto the mattress as I closed my eyes and remembered every detail of last night.
The feel of Edward's fingers as they danced over my ribs. The look in his eyes as
he quietly apologized while unbuttoning my blouse.
"I'm so sorry; I should just lay beside you, instead of wanting nothing more than
to consume you."
His words said one thing, but his hands and body spoke so much louder. His right
hand carefully cupped my breast while his mouth covered my other one. The
tingling ran from my harden nipples to my very erect clit. My eyes closing as my
back began to arch. The feel of his lips as they roamed from my neck down to my
collar bone. The feel of his tongue as he licked a slow and tortuous circle around
my navel. The nips with his teeth he made along my hips. His fingers, as he
slowly dragged the tips along the outside of my lower lips, circling my clit and
making me jump. The feel of his tongue as he parted my folds and began to take
long deliberate licks with the flat of his tongue.
His fingers as they began to join in the rhythm of his tongue. He stayed in place
through more than one orgasm. I thought many times he would move up my
body but he didn't. His head stayed between my thighs until he was satisfied that
my body was completely spent. When he did finally enter me, he was on his
knees between my legs; with my left leg behind his neck and the right lying over
his hip, he had the perfect view of us joined. This also became one of my favorite
positions.
"Play with you clit Bella, make yourself come."
I did what he asked; it took a little while this time, however, he stayed consistent
in his rhythm, telling me how perfect my pussy looked around his cock. His words
only made me wetter. When I finally cried out with my orgasm, he flipped me
over and positioned me on all fours grasping my hips firmly.

"I love to watch your ass from this angle. It's firm and round..Fucking perfect."
We didn't stay in this position long as he had to stop a few times to keep from
coming. Finally he pulled me toward him and turned me around. Laying me on
my back, he slowly entered me again, this time his lips finding mine in the perfect
slow dance of making love to me.
~DDD~
The sight in the kitchen stopped me dead in my tracks. Edward had Jessica sitting
on the kitchen counter, stirring something in a large bowl. Where he found the
sleep pants and long sleeved tee was beyond me. However, I secretly wished he
was still completely naked as he was just hours ago.
"Daddy, can we put the chocolate chips in now pwease."
Jessica's sweet voice reminded me of a time I had spent with my own father. It
was mother's day and I was five or six. I was trying to make her breakfast in bed,
but I wasn't allowed to touch the stove. My dad caught me coming down the hall
with a napkin filled with crackers and a juice box. He quickly picked me up and
helped me to make her waffles. I remember how he let me cut up the fruit using
a plastic butter knife. I was so proud when I walked into her room that morning.
"Mommy!" Jessica shouted.
I looked up to see her waving at me with the wooden spoon she had in her hand,
batter dripping down her night gown and onto the counter. Edward began to
laugh at her and quickly took the spoon from her.
"What are you doing little girl?"
I chuckled as I crossed the room and picked her up. She was in desperate need
of a bath as she now had batter in her hair.
"Daddy said I could make breakfast."
I smiled as I looked at Edward. His green eyes bright and his smile was so wide.
This was the happiest I have ever seen him. I wanted to keep him that happy.
"He did, did he?"
"Yeah, he said we could make waffles and then watch tv."
Edward leaned over and silently asked for a kiss, keeping it completely g rated, I
gave him a very quick kiss.
"Me too, daddy, me too."
Edward launched at Jessica, making her squeal with delight as he took her out of
my arms and tossed her in the air several times, kissing her belly each time she
came near his face.
"Bath time!" He shouted as he ran with her down the hall.

Could life be this easy? Waking up from a night of incredible love making to find
the man of my dreams in my kitchen with my daughter.
I smiled as I picked up the bowl that Jessica had been stirring to find not only
batter but spaghetti and gummy worms floating in the mix. I looked to the left of
the sink to find another bowl setting next to the waffle iron. Once I cleaned up
Jessica's bowl and splatter, I began to make waffles.
"Those smell almost as good as you do."
His deep voice resonating in my ear as his arms circled my waist and his lips
found the junction between my neck and shoulder. Goose bumps began to form
on my arms and I closed my eyes, locking in the moment. We stood there, him
wrapped around me holding me, kissing my neck and shoulders.
"I woke up this morning with this beautiful woman next to me. Then as I came
out of the bathroom, I found an incredibly beautiful girl standing outside the door
with a bunny in her arms."
Edward slowly began to turn me around. His face freshly washed and his hair
appeared wet from a shower.
"I love you." He gently whispered as he placed a soft kiss to my lips.
"I love you too, Edward."
I wrapped my arms around his neck, clinging to him. He was real and he was
here in my kitchen holding me. I closed my eyes and turned my head so that my
face was buried in his neck. I took in a deep breath as I welcomed his calming
scent. This was what I had always wanted; unconditional love, support and
tenderness. He was willing to give me what I needed and I wanted to take it all.
"Jessica and I had a nice talk while she created her version of waffle mix."
I pulled back from his neck and looked into his eyes.
"I know I should have waited for you, but she is a very stubborn little girl, much
like her amazing mother."
I smiled as I caressed his face. He was completely correct. Jessica had my spirit
and my determination. Heaven help the world if we both wanted something.
"I noticed she is calling you daddy this morning."
His smile that couldn't possibly get any bigger suddenly did.
"We talked while she told me about the real bunnies that are running around in
the back yard. I know I should have waited to ask you, but the moment was
perfect and she wanted to plead her case again. I love her Bella. I want to be her
daddy so much."
I couldn't be angry with him. He was the best person for the job of being her
father. He would do anything to protect her and I knew this.

"I'm not mad in the least, Edward."

He began to nibble on my ear lobe, "good, because honestly she scares me more
than you ever could."
We both laughed at his admission. It was the truth.
I made us all some waffles while Edward and Jessica made a pallet in the living
room so that we could all cuddle and watch cartoons. As we sat at my bar and ate
the warm waffles, Edward took over making sure Jessica had everything she
needed. He even helped her clean up when she was finished.
Jessica insisted on being in the middle of Edward and me. We all laughed and
giggled as we enjoyed our morning. Jessica soon fell asleep with her little hand
holding Edward's. He gently took her and placed her back in her bed. I took the
opportunity to jump into the shower. When I returned, Edward had changed the
sheets on the bed and made it perfectly. I entered the kitchen to find him placing
the final plate into the dishwasher. He had changed into a pair of jeans and shirt.
I couldn't help myself as I crossed the room and threw myself into his arms.
"Well if this is the thank you I get for doing dishes, my hands are going to be
very pruned."
Edward stayed with us the entire weekend. He and Jessica seemed to have a
special bond and would just look at each other and know what the other was
saying. When Monday morning arrived, Edward was dressed in a suit drinking
coffee and reading the paper. He had Jessica's cereal ready and had combed her
hair.
"What'cha reading handsome?"
Wrapping my arms around his back, I snuggled my nose between his shoulder
blades.
"An article you might be interested in actually."
I moved to stand beside him while he slipped his arm around my waist. I scanned
the paper as Edward's fingers played with the band of my belt.
Prominent government official arrested for human trafficking
City council member Alexander Rio was arrested Friday evening during a raid by
federal officials. Special agent, Stephen Patocolous released a statement to
reporters early Saturday morning.
"Mr. Rios has been under surveillance for a number of years. We only recently
were able to connect Mr. Rios to the crimes of human trafficking. We were able to
place one of our undercover officers in a position of applying for a job with one of
his businesses. When our agent explained to Mr. Rios that she would need to
think about the position, he offered to take her to a local restaurant. During the
dinner, our agent was wearing a wire and we were able to get Mr. Rios to admit
he had access to some underground clubs here in Portland. What we did not
realize was the depths of his involvement in these clubs. Our agent was able to
purchase a young girl for a few hundred dollars for a number of sexual acts. As
our team moved in on the club, it was discovered that more than seventy five

young girls as young as fifteen were huddled in the basement. Many had not
eaten in several days or even weeks. At this time Mr. Rios is being held without
bond in a federal detention facility."
I couldn't believe my eyes. I knew he was creepy and the look the wait staff was
giving was rather odd.
"I'm glad you came home to me Bella." Edward murmured and we shared a look.
~DDD~
As I placed my purse on my desk, Angela came into the office. "Bella, there is a
special agent Marcus here to see you."
I knew without a doubt what he was here for. Before I could ask her to let him
back, she told me that I was also wanted in one of the closed rooms where
several board members were waiting for me.
"Angela tell the agent that I will be with him in a moment. Let me see what the
board wants first."
As I opened the door to the room, all eyes turned to meet mine. Mr. Jackson was
the first to extend his hand to me.
"Bella, it is lovely to see you this morning." His hand shake was firm, his face
friendly.
"Bella, this is Mr. Morgan, our attorney."
The huge man was standing with his hands in his pockets, his suit perfect and his
hair combed straight back.
"Ms. Swan, pleasure to meet you." He crossed the room taking my outstretched
hand.
"Good morning gentleman, can I ask what this is all about? I have a special agent
Marcus waiting for me as well."
I looked to Mr. Jackson first and then to Mr. Morgan.
"That is the precise reason for our visit today. We are all aware of your recent
meeting with Mr. Rios and the members of the board in Portland. Mr. Morgan is
here to represent you while you are questioned by Mr. Marcus."
I had no idea how they found out about my meeting in Portland, but they had.
"Mr. Jackson, I don't need an attorney to speak with Mr. Marcus; I've done
nothing wrong."
Mr. Morgan placed his hand on my arm. "If I may Ms. Swan, due to the media
attention and the severity of this situation. It isn't that I am worried that you
have acted inappropriately, but that Mr. Rios has caused you harm and further
charges need to be filed."

"Thank you gentleman. I appreciate your concern, but no harm came to me as a

result of my meeting with Mr. Rios. Although, I found him rude and crass, he kept
his hands to himself."
Before I could excuse myself from the room, Mr. Jackson asked one final
question. "Ms. Swan, I have to ask. Are you planning to leave us?"
~DDD~
Mr. Marcus was a very handsome man, although he was no Edward Cullen. His
charm would give Edward a run for his money. However, the large gold wedding
band on his left hand told me he was only being courteous.
"Ms. Swan, I know you are a busy woman and I won't take up too much of your
time today."
"Please, have a seat Mr. Marcus." I directed him to one of the chairs in my office.
Mr. Morgan sat in the adjoining chair.
"Please call me Paul."
His smile was gleaming white and his skin was a beautiful olive. I'm certain his
children were little cherubs.
"Well Paul, please call me Bella."
"Very well. As you have heard from the media, Alex Rios has been arrested and is
currently at a federal prison here in Washington."
I nodded my head, "Yes, my boyfriend showed me the article this morning."
"Good. We are also aware that Alex Rio tried to recruit you for a position in
Portland. Can you tell us about that?"
I told Agent Marcus the entire story of my trip to Portland. How I left him sitting
in the restaurant and grabbed the first cab I found.
"Bella, was that Carlisle's restaurant by any chance?"
"Yes sir it was."
"Did he talk to you about going to any club that night?"
A chill began to run up my spine.
"I asked him if there were any social clubs in the area. He informed me that he
could get me into a club if I wanted him to. I assumed he meant a swinger's club
and I got very angry with him and informed him I was referring to clubs for
young school children and the elderly."
Paul wrote very quickly in his notebook.
"Is there something I should be worrying about?"

Paul's eyes flashed to mine as he stopped writing and laid his hand down covering
his notes.
"Alex has owned Carlisle's for many years. It has been a hot spot for high end
drug deals, prostitution and illegal gambling. The basement of that restaurant is
where the young girls were found that you read about."
My stomach dropped and my ears began to ring. I thought back to how he had
ordered white wine for me and tried to order my food. Was he that sinister that
he would drug me?
"Ms. Swan, are you feeling alright?"
Looking at Paul, I tried to remain calm, "Yes..Yes I'm fine."
"Do you have any further questions for my client?" Mr. Morgan, who had been
silent the entire time, finally spoke. I had nearly forgotten he was even in the
room.
"Yes, I think I have everything I need." Paul stood up collecting his legal pad and
then shook my hand.
"Ms. Swan, are you certain you are alright? You look a little pale."
Paul had left and I hadn't even noticed. I looked to Mr. Morgan and took a deep
breath.
"Yes Mr. Morgan. I just realized I dodged a huge bullet with Mr. Rios."
Mr. Jackson was waiting outside my office when Mr. Morgan walked out. "Ms.
Swan, may I have a word with you?"
I smiled and nodded my head and wished Mr. Morgan a good day. I turned and
walked back into my office, Mr. Jackson in tow.
"I wanted to talk briefly with you about your position here."
I sat a little straighter in my chair. Was he going to fire me, knowing I was
looking at other positions?
"The board and I are concerned that you are not happy here in Forks. What can
we do to make things better for you?"
I relaxed slightly as the fear of having to find another job went away.
"As I told you earlier, I am not taking that job in Portland. I have found that
things that appear to be too good to be true are usually lies. It's not that I am not
happy here, the opposite is actually true. I just wanted to see what was out
there. That I did have options if my situation ever changed."
He gave me a long look; I noticed his shoulders relaxed as well.

"Well, we are just thrilled to have you here, you have brought so many positive
things to this little community and we hope to keep you around for a very long
time."
I smiled at his kind words.
"Well then Mr. Jackson, I will expect to see you and your beautiful bride here next
weekend for a craft and baked goods bizarre."
~DDD~
Over the next week Edward and I were together every night. He would either be
sitting in the living room waiting or he would just walk right in when he arrived. I
began to really enjoy having him to cuddle with every night. He was an amazing
cook and took care of the little things for me like laundry, cleaning the bathroom
and charging my cell phone.
It was the night before the bizarre and we were all piled on the couch watching
Ice Age. Jessica was passed out after the first fifteen minutes, so Edward and I
took advantage and began to make out like teenagers.
"She loves having you here you know."
He was kissing and nibbling my neck as I tried to turn off the television.
"I love being here with the two of you, although my house is bigger and has more
toys."
I laughed at his antics; this wasn't the first time he had mentioned his house
being better than mine.
"Really? You think a game room and a huge big screen television on the wall, plus
a pool and all of that land you have in the back yard is better than my little
house."
He leaned back and looked me in the eyes.
"Baby I have told you before; I want you guys to live in that house with me.
Jessica would have a play room and you would have an office. Plus I know you
are in love with my kitchen."
He was right, I loved his house. The kitchen was spacious and the appliances
were top of the line. However, I still had several months left on my lease and I
wouldn't do that to Esme.
"Edward we have had this discussion. I'm not."
His finger across my lips silenced me.
"I know you don't want to hurt my mother, but what if you weren't her tenant.
What if you were to become her daughter in law?"
I grabbed his hand and removed it from my lips.

"Was that your idea of a proposal?" My tone was clipped and harsh.
"Whoa slow down there Swan. I was just asking a question, not the question."
I looked at him with stern eyes, "Better not be, I'm holding you to the proposal
that will keep the town talking."
"No, I told you that I will ask you when the time is right. I just want to give you
the invitation to move in with me, that's all.
I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes, well for the final time, thank you but no thanks. I
have more than just me to consider and that would send the wrong message to
Jessica."
Edward pulled me into his arms. "Your right and I do respect your wishes; I just
want us to always be together."
"Well then Dr. Cullen, I guess you had better consider asking me a very
important question."
~DDD~
I had no idea that so many people would show up to the bizarre. I was floored to
see all of the amazing crafts and baked goods. There was a guy who came from
Port Angeles to sell his handmade wooden doll houses and rocking chairs. I tried
to buy Jessica a doll house, but Esme and Carlisle beat me to it.
Edward had the man making him six rocking chairs for his back porch.
Another lady made the most beautiful lap blankets and I just had to grab a few of
them. Esme was right behind me and took the remaining blankets for herself. She
planned to take them to a homeless shelter and donate them.
The room with the baked good smelled heavenly and I had to remind myself to
stay out of there before I gain a hundred pounds. I watched as every merchant in
there wanted Carlisle and Edward to try a bite of their goods. Poor Edward had to
go and lie down in my office and let his stomach settle. All in all it was a huge
success and several of the ladies wanted to make this a monthly event.
Once I got Jessica into bed that night, which was quite a job considering her
sugar high that Esme let her get. I relaxed next to Edward on the couch with a
glass of wine. I had my laptop open and he was going over some patient files.
I was never a news watcher; I would pick and choose what information I wanted
to read about. I clicked on Google news and began my daily scanning of the news
highlights.
"Oh. My. God!" I strung the words out slowly. Edward removed his glasses and
looked at my computer screen.
"Holy shit!" Was Edward's response as he saw the same title I did.
Arrest made in New York City has Washington ties

Portland officials have been busy making a case against Alexander Rios for
human trafficking. However a recent crime stoppers tip landed not only the guilty
party but also the tipper in jail. Last Monday, national news channels broadcasted
that an arrest had been made in Portland, however authorities asked for anyone
with information about the case to call crime stoppers. A Renee Higginbotham
phoned the eight hundred number claiming she knew the exact whereabouts of
the person in charge of handling the immigrant girls that were smuggled in from
Asian countries. Local police and federal agents took the information from Mrs.
Higginbotham and did indeed find a warehouse located in New York harbor that
had approximately one hundred newly arriving Asian women sitting in cages
waiting to be transported around the country. Michael Newton was arrested by
police and is said to be in a partnership with Alexander Rio.
Mrs. Higginbotham was instructed that she was entitled to the reward that was
advertised. When she arrived at police headquarters, she was read her rights and
booked into the local jail. Mrs. Higginbotham is wanted in several states for
extortion. She is accused of selling her baby to a number of couples. No baby was
ever delivered to the couples after the money exchanged hands. Medical
Examiner reports that Mrs. Higginbotham is unable to have children due to a
hysterectomy. Federal prosecutors are in the process of transferring Mr. Newton
to a Washington federal prison to await trial. When questioned as to why Mrs.
Higginbotham chose to turn in her live in boyfriend, Mr. Newton. She responded
that he had made her angry by not getting her what she wanted. She felt she
could take the money from the feds and start over.
Bella's POV
Esme has invited us over for Thanksgiving dinner. She was the most excited I
have ever seen her. Edward said this was the norm for her. She loved the
holidays, not just the major ones, but even the made up Hallmark holidays. He
told me that growing up, she was the team mom as well as the homeroom
mother. Knowing Esme as I did, I knew this to be true. She was inspiring, in that
gentle and loving motherly way.
I had volunteered to help her get the food ready a few days prior. I had no idea
as to the extent she went to in order to get ready for dinner. The entire house
was being scrubbed from top to bottom. She has venders from different crafts in
the house making certain everything was in working order. I had to roll my eyes
at her; I mean who calls the plumber to look at your toilet when it's working fine?
She was in the process of changing her drapes in the large dining room to match
her table cloth. I couldn't even respond as she was helping the painter give the
chair rail a final touch up. You would think that with the amount of projects she
was currently juggling, she would be biting off heads, but you would be wrong.
She was practically dancing with excitement. Her joy seemed to be contagious as
everyone that was working around her was laughing and having the time of their
lives.
By the time I had finished the ten pies she asked me to bake; I had to admit I
was completely exhausted. Edward and Carlisle arrived from the hospital at the
same time.
"Hello, beautiful."
Carlisle and Edward announced at the same time. I could only smile as he placed
a sweet kiss to my lips.

"Esme the house looks even better than last year."

Carlisle was looking around the living room as he held Esme tightly in his arms.
Looking at the two of them, I felt a twinge of jealousy. After all the years they
had been together, they were still so much in love. I can only imagine the issues
they have had to face, it seemed like it only served to make them stronger. In
this day and age of disposable marriages, it was so wonderful to see something
that had stood the test of time. Something I had decided I wanted for myself.
"If you could all excuse me, I am going to change and get ready for pizza."
Carlisle announced as he kissed Esme again and made his way up the stairs.
Esme had informed me that it was a tradition in the Cullen house that the night
before any holiday, she allowed the children to order pizza to be delivered. I
could completely agree with her as the amount of work that had happened today
was enough to inspire a quick meal that I didn't have to prepare.
Edward had already changed before he left the office, so he excused himself to
get a drink from the kitchen. When he returned, the front door swung open and
three very excited little people came running in all screaming at the same time.
"Uncle Edward!"
"Daddy!"
The look on Edward's face showed excitement and joy. He truly loved having
children around him. I felt the stirring of longing to give him a child of his own. A
special mix of the love we have for each other; with his amazing looks and my
love for the written word.
That would be something we would need to discuss in the future, a future I was
certain I wanted with Edward and Jessica.
Carlisle returned to his own cheering section as the grandchildren surrounded
him. His face was nearly as happy as Edward's as he scooped all three up and
began to give group hugs and kisses.
The pizza arrived a few minutes later in the hands of Rose. Emmett was like a
hound dog after a fresh bone as he followed her into the house and then to the
kitchen. I laughed as Rose smacked his hand several times when he tried to lift
one of the boxes, but it was when she smacked him upside the back of his head
that I nearly peed my pants when he shouted, "Jesus Christ woman! You're going
to give me brain damage hitting me that hard."
Rose smirked in return, "too late Emmett, you were damaged before I ever got
you."
We set the children in their chairs and had their plates ready. Carlisle sat at the
head of the table and took several bites of his pizza before he spoke.
"Edward, I got an unsettling email from Dr. Brenner in New England."
Edward's eyes flashed to his father while he continued to cut a piece of pizza for
Jessica.

"It seems that your old attending, Dr. Caius was killed in a car accident."
Edward stopped cutting the pizza and his eyes had that far off look. His face told
the story of where his mind was. He was visiting a time before I came into his
world.
"Oh dear, I should call his wife and express our condolences." Esme looked upset
as she spoke.
Esme's words were not enough to bring Edward back from his memories.
Whatever he was currently reliving, it was a significant enough memory to keep
his focus.
Carlisle was concerned too, "when was the last you spoke with him Edward?"
"Daddy, can I have it now?"
Jessica's pleading voice was the magic sound that shut the door to his thoughts.
"I'm sorry sweetheart, here is your pizza." He gently kissed the top of her head
as he turned his attention back to his father.
"I'm sorry dad, you were saying?"
I didn't like the look on Edward's face. A look of regret, confusion, and remorse;
not a good combination.
"I asked when was the last time you spoke with him?"
Edward fidgeted in his chair and then placed his elbows on the table and
interlaced his fingers. This was the way he sat that night we had made up. I knew
there was something big going on in his head.
"It was the night of the resident's dinner." Edward voice cracking. This was
unusual for him. He was always very confident when he spoke.
"I would have thought you two would have kept in contact all these years."
"I tried Dad, but once his grant was approved and his wife became pregnant
shortly after that, he didn't have time to do much of anything."
Edward again began to look into the distance. This was not like him at all. I
wanted to know why this memory was causing him so much worry.
"Well, he was still your friend and I think you should make an effort to send your
condolences."
What was intended to be a father giving sane advice to his son became, in reality,
a rabbit hole that would change the world for nearly everyone who sat at the
table that night.
Edward did in fact contact the hospital where he completed his residency. He
spoke with one of the physicians he studied alongside and found out that Dr.
Caius was killed on a major freeway. He was returning to work to help out during

a downtown fire that had destroyed a large apartment building. He hit a patch of
black ice and crashed into a guard rail.
Edward told me he had a DB 5 Austen Martin. He joked that more people wanted
to know about the car then him some days as it was considered the original
James Bond car. He told me how he found it in a junk yard that he worked in
during the summer to help with his tuition. It had taken him years to restore it to
its original condition.
"His wife and son are currently staying with her parents, because she's decided to
sell the house."
If I indeed wanted to have a future with Edward, I needed to be able to ask him
questions about his past. I swallowed my pride, chocked a little bit and then
opened my mouth.
"Edward.you seem to be very sad about something, more than just the loss of
your friend."
He looked at me and smiled as he shook his head.
"Am I that transparent?"
I returned his smile and silently exhaled. I had hoped for this level of reaction.
"It's just that I do remember the last time I saw him. It was the morning after
the dinner for the residents."
I listened carefully as he slowly walked across the room to look out his large
picture window to the front yard. It had snowed last night and there was a fresh
dusting of white crystals glistening in the little sun that had managed to break
through the cloud cover.
"Technically, I wasn't invited to that dinner. I had technically finished my
residency and therefore, didn't warrant an invitation. Dr. Caius and his wife
insisted that I go and be a guest at their table. So I accepted. My apartment had
already been packed up for a few days at that point and all I had left to do was
board a plane the next afternoon."
His words stopped as he adjusted his stance, his hands going into his pockets and
he began to rock on the balls of his feet.
"It was a great party." He nodded to himself. "No talking of patients or schedules,
just a bunch of friends getting together to eat and drink on someone else's dime."
He slowly turned to face me, his forehead now furrowing with worry. He didn't
move to come sit with me when I patted the cushion next to me.
"We had done a few shots when this incredible looking woman approached us."
His face turned back to look out the window. I stayed silent as he collected his
words.

"Looking back, she resembled you a great deal. Her hair was a little darker, but
you had the same shaped face and expressive eyes."
He was quiet for several minutes, lost in his thoughts or trapped in his nightmare.
I wasn't certain which one.
"He never introduced us to her. She had been sitting next to one of the other
residents and I never thought or even questioned if she was his wife. She openly
flirted with me from the second I sat at the table. She asked me to dance and
made it a point to let me know she was interested in me."
My heart began to race as I listened to his story. I was now regretting asking him
what was troubling him.
"I lost count of how many drinks she and I shared when she asked me to come
up stairs with her. She was so beautiful and it had been such a long time for me."
I swallowed thickly and nearly asked him to stop. My tongue, however, had
stopped working as I sat there and continued to listen.
"When we got up to her hotel room, she backed me up against the door and tore
her dress off. She wasn't wearing any underwear and before I knew what was
happening, she had me flat on the bed with my pants around my ankles. I was
coherent enough to stop her and remind her we needed a condom."
With his back still to me, I stood and carefully crossed the room. Regardless of
how I felt his admission was going, I needed to be near him. He needed to
understand that I wasn't going anywhere when he was finished. I slowly wrapped
my arms around his waist and placed my cheek between his shoulder blades.
"When we were finished, I moved to help her off me only to find that the condom
had ripped in half and the head of my dick was completely bare." I felt his
breathing increase; this wasn't the end of his admission.
"I tried to apologize, but she assured me that she had everything covered. She
swore that she was clean, but being a doctor, I knew I had to get tested first
thing the next day. She got out of bed and went into the bathroom to clean
herself. When she returned, she had a glass of what I thought was water and she
encouraged me to drink it and relax.
I did and tried to relax, however, the longer we sat there the stiffer my dick
became. She took this as my desire for her and offered to take care of the
problem I was having. I lost count of how many times we had sex that night."
I closed my eyes and prayed I wouldn't cry. I knew how hard this was for him to
admit to me, not to mention himself.
"The next morning, Dr. Caius called my cell phone and invited me to breakfast to
say goodbye. I looked around and noticed the girl was gone. I went to the
restaurant where I told him I would meet him. There he was sitting in a booth
with the lady that I had spent the night with. He introduced her as his wife.
"I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She sat there drinking a cup of coffee like
nothing had ever happened. He was kissing her cheek and caressing her face. I
mean he had to have known that his wife was not in their bed the night before."

I pulled my face away from his back. It wasn't fair for him to shoulder all of this. I
had questions; questions that he may never have pondered. Questions he may
have and tucked them away in his mind.
"Edward." My voice soft and comforting. I didn't want him to completely leave the
memory; I wanted him to be able to explore it during my questioning. I felt him
tense up, but that was not going to happen. In this house and in my arms he
would always feel safe.
"Please turn around; I need to talk with you."
He was hesitant at first, not that I could blame him. He needed me like I needed
him a few weeks ago. I was here for him and I had no plans of going anywhere.
"I'm sorry Bella, I understand if"
"No, Edward. This isn't me telling you goodbye, this is me trying to help you."
He quickly spun his body around, his eyes wide with surprise. I watched as his
mouth opened and closed several times as if the words failed him.
"You said he must have known that she wasn't in his bed that night correct."
His face scrunched in confusion, "W-What?"
"Dr. Caius, he and his wife shared a bed correct?"
"I-I suppose, yes I would have thought so."
"Well, if you and I were married, you and I would share a bed in a hotel room
correct?"
His left hand went to his hair as he looked to the floor. "Yes, if we went to a
hotel, I would be sleeping right beside you."
"So, with that in mind, you said the hotel room that this happened in was hers
correct?"
His beautiful green eyes were so confused. I wanted to take his pain away so
badly.
"Then why didn't your friend walk in and find the two of you?"
I watched his facial expressions as he pondered my words. Had he never thought
about this? Had he simply tortured himself based on the attention that Dr. Caius
showed his wife the next day?
"I have no idea. Now that I think about it, it makes no sense. He should have
been sleeping with his wife."
He started pacing the room mumbling things to himself; warring with his own
thoughts.
"He should have slept with his wife, why didn't he?!" He suddenly shouted.

I watched as the pain in his face began to melt away. Clearly he had never
questioned this avenue. I had the ability to take away the guilt that he should
never have to feel. He did nothing wrong in the situation. The guilty party was
currently suffering the loss of their spouse.
"Maybe he was a loud snorer and she routinely got separate hotel rooms? Maybe
he stayed out all night and partied? Maybe they were swingers and this was her
night to fulfill a fantasy? Whatever the reason, it isn't your fault. You, my love,
did nothing wrong."
He sat on the sofa with a huff. He now had several plausible reasons why they
never disclosed their marriage.
"When I got back home, I went to the clinic and began testing. I even went and
spoke with a professional."
He looked at me and held out his hand motioning for me to join him on the
couch.
"Not one time did that counselor ever ask me any of the questions you just
did.Thank you."
That night I welcomed Edward and his desire to make love to me. I pondered if
there were other reasons that his friend's wife betrayed him. Was there a bigger
reason that I could never imagine in a thousand years? As I watched his sleeping
form, I had no doubt the reason she chose my Edward. He was an amazing man,
wonderful physician and he was made to be a father. I had become very
accustomed to his sweetness with Jessica. She held his heart in a way that no
other girl ever would. I tried not to be envious, but admittedly it was hard.
Three weeks later
Esme was helping me clean up from the holiday party I had thrown for the staff
at the library. Edward insisted we use his house and even fired up the grill in the
freezing weather to serve grilled food for us. He had outdone himself with his
amazing grilling skills. He was like a kid in a candy store as he made certain
everyone was well fed and had a drink in their hands. James and Jacob called me
a very lucky bitch several times during the party. I could only agree with them.
Angela hadn't been feeling well and we weren't certain she would even make the
party, however when she turned down her favorite cocktail that Edward made
just for her, we both turned and gave her the look. Our little shy and yet
wonderful Angela was expecting.
Edward was so excited; you would think it was his baby. He got everyone's
attention and made a toast to the happy couple. Ben had decided that because
Angela was forbidden to drink alcohol, he would abstain as well. Edward shook his
hand and then told them he would do the exact same thing when we decided to
have a baby. It made me feel so complete and happy inside that I would have the
honor to give him his first child.
Esme and Carlisle had kept Jessica for me overnight so that my guests could
enjoy the party late into the night. No one got crazy which I was very thankful
for, however I currently had several hangover victims camping out in various
parts of the house.

Esme had volunteered to come over this morning and help with clean up because
Edward was called in early this morning for an emergency surgery. I planned to
be extra nice to him today as he hadn't gotten much sleep.
The house was completely clean and all of the slackers had been fed and placed
in their cars to return to their lives when Edward came in. He was bouncing as he
kissed Esme on the cheek and then grabbed me and tilted me all the way back in
my chair as he lavished my face and neck with quick tiny kisses. I squealed like a
little girl even though I loved it.
"Edward, how about I feed you and then you go get some sleep."
He sat me back up in my chair as he turned to the coffee pot and poured all three
of us another cup of coffee.
"The food part I am all about, but the rest of the day I want to spend with my
family. I want to get Jessica and all the grandkids and have a movie marathon in
the den. I want laughter and popcorn fights and happy faces surrounding me
today."
His smile was too difficult to say no to. He didn't even look tired as he dug into
the omelet that Esme had made him. How he was able to work so hard on so
little sleep was beyond me.
"How about this, we have a movie marathon in our pajamas and if you fall asleep
in there, I take the kids out and leave you to your nap?"
Before he could argue, the doorbell rang. I was expecting Carlisle to bring Jessica
home so I was surprised that he took the time to ring the bell. Although, it could
be Jessica and her need to touch everything,
"Saved by the bell!" He exclaimed as he began to get out of his chair."
"Not so fast young man." Esme said as she placed a firm hand on his shoulder.
"You sit here with your beautiful girl and I will get the door."
She was out of the room before he could argue. Like that would really happen.
"I'm sorry I was called away. I had plans for you last night."
His voice radiated sex. He didn't need to elaborate any further on his foiled plans
for me. I knew that look of mischief in his eyes and the way they grew slightly
darker when he wanted to dominate me. I knew we didn't have a ton of time but
I wanted to show my desire for him matched his for me.
With a quick look over my shoulder, I made certain Esme wasn't headed back into
the room when I placed my hand over his not so subtle erection. I had barely
gotten my entire hand on him when his mother's voice came from the front door.
"Edward, you have a visitor."
We both let out groans as he rose from his chair taking my hand in his. Even
though I was frustrated, I was even more grateful that we hadn't been walked in
on.

When we approached the front door Esme stepped off to the side. Standing in his
foyer were two women; both of whom I had never seen before. The first was
about the same height of Esme, with tired eyes. The dark circles under her eyes
told a story of either a hard life or too little sleep. She was wearing a large wrap
scarf that dwarfed her features. The second woman was a little on the heavy side,
but looked entirely business. This surprised me being a Sunday morning.
"Can I help you ladies?"
Edward and his gentlemanly voice. He could charm the pants off the Pope if he
wanted to.
The business lady stepped forward while extending her hand. "Good morning Dr.
Cullen, my name is Barbra Sawyer. I am the personal attorney for the late Dr.
Caius and Mrs. Caius."
My eyes nearly popped out of my head. There stood the widow and her attorney.
The very harlot we spoke of just weeks ago. The woman who cheated on her
husband with my Edward.
"Elizabeth?" Esme whispered.
My attention immediately turned to her. Esme knew this woman, the woman who
had hurt and confused her son.
"Oh dear, I was so sorry to hear about your poor husband. Come in and have a
seat. Can I get you something to drink, tea perhaps?"
I suddenly felt like the third wheel. It wasn't my house and I wasn't in the mood
to play hostess, but the same applied to Esme. Instead of making a big deal, I
quickly turned for the kitchen to put the kettle on. I could help by making myself
scarce.
"Bella, please stay with me." Edward's soft voice spoke in my ear as I had barely
taken three steps. I turned to him to see the pain had returned to his face. This is
what I could do for him, to help him. I simply nodded my head and took his
shaking hand in mine.
Once everyone was settled, Mrs. Caius removed the huge scarf from around her
face and neck. Her skin was ghastly, paper thin and so pale. The dark circles that
bordered her eyes also colored the hollow of her cheeks. She wasn't tired, well
she probably was, but it was more than that; she was sick.
"Dr. Cullen, I won't bore you with small talk as I know how busy a man of your
occupation is."
The attorney whose hair was pulled back in a tight bun; the tightness of it made
it look sleek and shiny in the rays of light. Her face was round and full, her eyes
hidden behind a pair of thick rimmed glasses and her lips were glistening with red
lipstick.
"I'm here with Mrs. Caius due to the recent passing of her husband Dr. Caius. I
am told you were close friends and colleagues at one time."
Edward didn't answer her, only looked at Elizabeth.

"Dr. Cullen, I came here to discuss a very serious and delicate matter. My client
is in need of your assistance due to the passing of her husband and the current
medical situation she finds herself in."
It was at that moment, Esme walked into the room with a tray filled with a tea
pot, scones and various accoutrements' to personalize the tea and scones. I
didn't even know he had those things in the kitchen so I guess it was better that
Esme handled that.
"I haven't been in contact with Sean in several years. I don't know how much
help I will be. As for your health Elizabeth, if you need a referral to a good
surgeon my father would be better suited."
His voice was polite, yet clipped. He was using everything he had to maintain his
composure. I was so proud of him. I, myself, would have thrown her ass out in
the snow.well maybe not, but I would have considered it.
"Edward." Elizabeth's voice was raspy as if she had smoked unfiltered cigarettes
her entire life. Her chest heaved with each and every breath. A closer look
showed the backs of her hands were bruised from medical procedures. Her lips
cracked from chapping.
"I want to tell you everything. I need to explain to you what we have done. I pray
you will see past my deceit and help us."
"Well as I said before, I'm not sure I can be of any real help to you."
Barbra started to speak, but was shushed by Elizabeth gently patting her arm.
"It's alright Barbra, I have live the past many years letting others speak for me,
and it's time I stood up for myself."
Her eyes then turned back to Edward. I didn't like the emotions she was giving
off. She was about to deliver news that I wasn't certain Edward or myself was
ready to hear.
"Edward, I need your help with my son."
Edward had started to say something but was cut off quickly by Elizabeth's out
stretched pale hand.
"I need help with my son, Edward. Actually, your son, Masen."
EPOV
"Daddy? Lilly says that when mommy's and daddy's kiss a lot they are going to
get a new baby."
I nearly lost my breath as I listened to Jessica's innocent questioning. I adore
how young children are brutality honest with those around them. They speak
their mind at how simple life around them appears, as adults we should be more
like them, less complicated and worry free.

"Well Jessica, it's true that when mommy's and daddy's kiss, it sometimes can be
the beginning of getting a new baby; but it takes a little more than just a kiss."
I watched as her gleaming blue eyes studied my face as I tried to give her a
plausible explanation. I would have to study up and have better answers for her
when the time came to have the boy talk. Her face contorted and she pulled her
bottom lip between her teeth like her mother did when she was concentrating. I
gave her time to get her thoughts together before I gave her any more
information.
"Daddy?"
"Yes sweet pea."
"I want a brother. Next birthday, I will wish for one and the birthday fairy will
bring me one."
"Edward?"
Bella's voice brought me out of my memory of the conversation I had with Jessica
weeks ago. I had inwardly laughed at Jessica when she decided to wish for a
brother. Looking back, maybe she knew more about how babies were made then
I did. I looked to Bella to see her eyes filled with unshed tears. I grasped her
hand tighter as I focused my attention back to Elizabeth.
"How?"
I was angry now. If her story was true, then I would have had a child running
around for years that I never knew about. Anger didn't really begin to describe
the feelings I was having right now. All of my rights had been taken from me. I
would never get back any of the firsts in his life. Hell, I didn't even know what he
looked like. Was he even mine? She had been dishonest in the past, why would
she be truthful now?
"Edward.I'll tell you the entire story if you are ready to listen."
She looked like hell. Her eyes told me everything I needed to know about her.
She was dying and didn't have much time left that was for certain. Her hands and
lack of body hair told me she had recently had chemotherapy. Her lips told me
she was extremely dehydrated, but her scent told me she was nearing death. Her
body had already begun the process of shutting down. She had accepted this and
had begun to get her things in order.
"Of course we will listen dear." My mother, the eternal optimist. Her world was
more in line with that of a child, I envied her.
Elizabeth began to shake slightly and I rose from the sofa to get her a blanket
from the closet. Her chills only confirmed my suspicions that the end was near for
her. I handed the blanket to Barbra because I didn't want to have any contact
with Elizabeth, afraid she would further taint me and my home with Bella.
"Thank you." Her voice was thick with raspiness, a side effect of being intubated
too much. She had been fighting this disease for a long time that much was clear.

"When I met Sean, I was a volunteer at the hospital where he was doing his
residency. He was such a handsome man and all of the nurses wanted to be
around him. I was just a poor girl who was trying to get a scholarship so that I
could finish my teaching degree, but he was nice to me and he made me feel
special even when he only told me good morning."
Barbra assisted Elizabeth with getting her cup of tea so that she could take a
drink. I watched as her hands shook; her fingers so thin and her skin was paper
thin.
"He surprised me one day and handed me a cup of hot chocolate. The cup had his
phone number on it and he asked me to call him if I was interested in going to
dinner with him. I ran to the bathroom and jumped around like a silly school girl.
I was instantly in love with him."
Her eyes and face changed, she was reminiscing of a good time in her past. One
where the pain of dying didn't exist.
"Our courtship was short as he wanted to take care of me. We married only six
weeks after that first dinner together. He swore to my father that he would
always take care of me and give me everything my heart desired."
A single tear rolled down her face as her voice began to crack from the emotion.
Barbra took her hand in hers and my mother moved to sit on the other side of
her; always the comforter. Bella, however, had crossed her arms and legs. She
had shut off Elizabeth and anything she had to say.
"We had tried to have a baby for over a year with no luck. Sean talked to a
colleague of his and he agreed to see us. He did a battery of tests and in the end;
we found that Sean was completely sterile. I thought my life had ended. I had the
perfect life, the house, the cars, the money, and a husband who worshiped me,
however, he would never give me a baby."
My mother began to wipe away the tears that were rolling down her face. Barbra
carefully soothed Elizabeth. Bella's face looked murderous. She was fighting to
stay in her seat, her body was vibrating.
"Sean contacted every adoption agency in the country and even some in Russia
and Romania. He swore he would give me a child even if he had to buy it. During
the process of adoption, I was sent for additional medical testing. It was during
one of the exams that the physician discovered I had Hodgkin's lymphoma. Once
the diagnosis was confirmed, every agency that had opened their doors for us
closed our files. Even the illegal agencies wouldn't touch us. We had to take
several years off the search for a child so that I could have treatment. Once my
doctors felt I was well enough, we started our search again. We decided to start
in vitro. Every month for six months, we waited patiently and every month I got
my period. Finally, I told Sean that I wanted to step back and not try for a while.
I went to work for the school system teaching young girls who had been removed
from the regular classroom due to pregnancy. I taught them how to care for a
baby, how to stretch a dollar and how to care for themselves. During one of our
lessons, one of my students made a comment that nearly all of her friends got
pregnant when they hooked up with a guy from a club. She was convinced that
the atmosphere of the club had something to do with how your body reacted. I
began to ask all of my students how they became pregnant and the majority of
them admitted that it was after having attended a party or club where alcohol

and dancing was involved. I knew there was nothing scientific to my theory but I
shared it with Sean. "
I pondered her words, I watched as Bella rolled her eyes several times as her foot
vibrated and her brow tight with disbelief.
"Sean was a man of medicine as you're well aware of, but he said to me that you
never say never in medicine. We discussed the ramifications of what we were
planning to do. We decided it would have to be someone we both agreed on. The
young man would have to be of high standards and so we started looking at all of
the doctors and residents in the hospital. A year later Sean came home very
excited, a friend of his had shared with him that you had been accepted to the
program. When he showed me your file I knew you were who we had been
waiting for. We devised a plan and went to work. He befriended you and took you
under his wing. We knew he would never be able to introduce you to me, but he
said he was willing to try anything for me. For years I watched and waited, I saw
how compassionate you were with your patients and I saw how the nurses
swooned to be near you. But mostly, I saw your green eyes and I knew I had to
have a child with those green eyes."
She was silent for several minute as she caught her breath. Bella had stopped
vibrating and her arms had uncrossed. My mother was full on crying while trying
to comfort Elizabeth.
"We planned that dinner around you. We reserved the room close enough to the
ball room so that you wouldn't lose momentum so to speak and could give me
what I needed. We made certain that your drinks had a little more alcohol than
the rest of the guests. I used every trick I knew to get your attention. I knew you
hadn't had a steady girlfriend during your residency and I banked on that
information as to how needy you would be. The condom had a pin hole in it and I
deliberately became aggressive so that the hole would get bigger; increasing my
chances of getting a good amount of sperm from you. The drink I gave you was
water with liquid Viagra mixed in it. It worked and you were erect for several
hours. We watched as your plane took off. I cried into my husband's shoulder
that I felt dirty for having sex with you and not him. However, that guilt
completely went away when the pregnancy test came back positive a month
later. He lied to you and said he got a grant for research, which was his excuse to
end his ties to you.
Masen was born and our lives were again perfect even if only for a little while. At
my six week checkup, my doctor insisted we do additional blood work. He was
very aware of my history and wanted to be certain. Three days later we found out
the lymphoma was back. I began treatments immediately. I have fought this for
years with countless procedures, experimental drugs, acupuncture, and herb
therapy. We tried everything and yet nothing helped. After the last dose of
chemotherapy, I told Sean I was finished. I didn't want to fight a losing battle
anymore. He agreed with me and we cried together for days. We also began to
get our affairs together. I even gave him permission to marry again before I was
cold in my grave. Sean and Mason needed to have a wife and mother.
When I got the phone call that Sean had been killed, I knew this was my
punishment for deceiving you. Sean didn't know this, but I have always kept an
eye on you. I knew that when you met your beautiful girlfriend Bella, that your
life was now complete. I knew that she could give you children and you would
never know about Mason. It's funny how when you tell God your plans, he laughs
in your face."

Elizabeth began to cough and Barbra dug out a white handkerchief for her.
Elizabeth placed it over her mouth, and when she removed it bright red blood was
left behind. The trauma to her throat was evident.
"Mrs. Caius, please let me continue for you." Barbra pleaded with a coughing
Elizabeth. She nodded her head and waved her hand silently asking her to
continue.
"Dr. Cullen, Mrs. Caius has taken the liberty to have our firm erect all the
necessary paperwork to transfer guardianship of Mason to you."
Her words only pissed me off more.
"Transfer guardianship? He is a little boy not some fucking car. A little boy I had
no idea even existed until a few minutes ago! "
"Please Dr. Cullen, I mean no disrespect when I say that. I am simply trying to do
my job."
My mother placed her hand on my knee. When I was little she had all of these
silent ways of telling me to calm down or be quiet. I knew to never go against
what she was telling me.
"Where is he?" Bella surprised me as she had remained basically silent this entire
time. I turned in her direction to find her body language had completely changed.
She was now leaning forward, her face free of tears, yet filled with determination.
"Ms. Swan I presume?" Barbra questioned.
"Yes, how did you know my name?"
Bella's tone was tight. She was slightly unnerved. I worried that this news of an
illegitimate child would send her away. However, looking at her right now, I knew
those thoughts were unfounded.
"We have known about you for a while now. Mrs. Caius was excited to know that
Mason will have a new mother in his life. She was very impressed how you have
handled several issues that have arisen lately. She is confident you will be a good
firm hand for Masen as he is quite a handful at times."
I was afraid to ask this of Bella, taking a significant role in a young boy's life; a
boy I was dying to see.
"You make this seem so simple, like all we have to do is sign on some dotted line
and poof we have an instant child. There is nothing simple about this. He is a real
little boy with real feelings and emotions and fears. You have been in his life and
you are all he knows. Is he just supposed to shift positions and suddenly start
calling me mommy and Edward Daddy? He is five years old for Christ's sake!"
Bella was right. He would see me as a total stranger, not his father. He would
need time to adjust. He had just lost the only father he ever knew and by the
looks of things his mother would soon be gone as well.
"Not that you both don't have valid concerns, but we have been preparing Masen
for quite some time that Mommy is going to heaven. He has been seeing a grief

counselor and he understands that Daddy had to go to work in heaven and that
he will get a new daddy soon."
Bella started to say something in return, but I gently squeezed her hand and my
eyes telling her to keep it to herself. I turned back to Elizabeth, my mind made
up, my resolution solid.
"I want to see him, now."
~~DDD~~
BPOV
This cannot be real. Things like this just don't happen in my world. I knew
Edward had a life before me and that he was not a virgin, however actually
seeing a woman he had been intimate with is a hard pill to swallow. I mean what
do you say, "Oh hey, did he learn that thing he does with his tongue from you or
just perfected it with me?"
I was angry..fuck that I was pissed. I had dreams of having a bigger family with
Edward, but it didn't include having his first born come from a woman who is so
flipping beautiful that even though she is knocking on deaths door looks really
great.
I knew that everyone in the room could tell I was radiating hate. Hate for a
woman who took something from me that I wanted badly. Something I had
planned on discussing with Edward soon. I knew I wanted to be married before
we started to try for a baby. Hell, I knew he wanted to marry me and it was only
a matter of repairing our relationship and growing together.
But this?
It's just not fair. I wanted to be the mother of his first child. I wanted to give him
that, me, the girl who loves him with her whole heart. The girl who would do
anything for him. The girl who.pushed him away when she could have been
enjoying him and maybe have a ring on her finger.
My emotions went from being an upset brat that was throwing an internal
tantrum to a defensive momma bear. Elizabeth made it sound like she had
written off Masen. Telling him she was getting him a new mommy and daddy. I
couldn't ever do that to Jessica, but then I looked at Elizabeth. I truly looked at
her and I knew in that instant. She wasn't being selfish, no she was being
selfless. She was preparing Masen for a time when she wouldn't be around to
care for him. When she wouldn't be here to wipe away his tears and fix scraped
knees. She would never see him play baseball or graduate high school and
college. Never see his face when he professed his love to his new bride.
I wanted to tell Elizabeth that I understood what she was trying to do, that I
would help Masen and Edward find the relationship they would need to help each
other. I would show Masen that it's ok to call Edward daddy. However, Edward
had a determined look on his face when he motioned for me to remain quiet.
Barbra reached into her brief case and took out her phone pressing a number of
buttons and then smiled as she looked back to Edward and me.
"His nanny is on her way with him."

I looked to Edward whose face showed pure shock. He was about to possibly
meet his son. I remembered the moment they placed Jessica on my chest when
she was born. The overwhelming sensation of loving someone with such passion
that you had only just met. I knew exactly the amount of emotions that Edward
was feeling right now. The anticipation of having the responsibility of caring for
another human being and having them learn their basic survival skills from you.
How your words and actions would put a positive or negative effect on their
outlook on life. How there is no right or wrong in the raising of healthy children.
No one tells you how to get your child to do the things you need them to do,
because every child is unique and wonderful.
The sound of the doorbell caused everyone to jump. Edward pulled me up with
him as we walked hand in hand to the door. He paused with his hand on the door
handle and looked me deep into my eyes.
"Bella, swear to me that no matter how this ends today, you will still be by my
side."
"Where else am I going to be?"
I had hoped that Edward would demand to have a DNA test done. If Caius had
lied to him before, they could do it again. However, as the nanny removed the
scarf from around Masen's neck and face, I knew that test would only confirm
what was plain as day. Masen's hair and eye color was a perfect match to
Edward's. His skin was a little darker and his hair was absent of any cowlicks that
Edward possessed. When Masen got a good look at Edward, the mega-watt smile
was a perfect match. With his shoulders back and his little hand outstretched to
shake Edward's he greeted him in such a grown up manner.
"Hello, my name is Masen Edward Caius."
Edward slowly lowered his body so that he was face to face with Masen. "It's a
pleasure to meet you Masen, my name is Edward."
They shook hands like business colleagues. Masen was a miniature version of
Edward.
"Elizabeth told me all about you. She said it was ok to call you daddy, because
that is what you really are."
I wanted to cry. He seemed so comfortable with the passing of his parents, like
this was something he did every day. It also didn't escape my attention that he
referred to his mother by her first name.
"Well Masen that is something we'll have to wait and see what happens."
Masen began to look around the room and walked over to Elizabeth taking her
frail hand in his, and I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. This child was pure
love. He may have been created out of a trumped up scam, but he was nothing
but pure joy.
Elizabeth began to cough again and Masen tried to help her. Esme helped Masen
to stand on the sofa so that he could rub Elizabeth's back. He began to quietly
sing to her as if he was the parent, and not a dry eye was found in that room
while he continued to sing to her.

As we lay in bed that night, Edward held me and ran his fingers up and down my
arm. There was no love making tonight only reassurances that we would be there
for each other and that I would do anything I could to help them. Carlisle arrived
a few minutes after they left and I was both happy and sad that he didn't get to
see Masen. Happy due to the fact Jessica and the other grandchildren were with
him.
"We have some big decisions to make." Edward voiced, though I'm not certain he
was really talking to me or just placing it on the table.
"I think you made enough for one day. The rest will wait until the dust settles and
you can have time to know your son.
The arrangement was to have Masen's birth certificate changed to Cullen and to
have Masen spend more and more time here at the house. Although, the next
morning, the best laid plans were abruptly changed. The house phone rang and
Edward quickly answered it. He asked only one question and I instantly knew
what had happened.
"When?"
Elizabeth Caius had passed away.
Edward Cullen was now a single parent.
BPOV
With the news of Elizabeth's death, the Cullen family had jumped into action.
Carlisle and Esme had cleared work schedules, including mine and booked plane
tickets. Angela had assumed my role as director and expressed her sympathy for
Mason's loss. Before I could even blink, Jessica and I were sitting on a plane to
Boston.
Jessica had been the true light in a very dark time for Mason. When Mason was
brought to Edward's house, Jessica walked right up to him took his little hand and
led him to the game room where she began to play board games with him.
Edward followed the children and sat down alongside and asked if he could play
too. When Mason confessed that his mother had gone to heaven, Jessica made
every one cry when she gave him comfort the only way she knew how.
"That's ok Mas, my mommy is still hewre and she says that you hafta to always
shawre with your friends, so I wants to share my mommy with you."
She held his little hand everywhere they went and soon began to whisper in his
little ear causing him to giggle several times. When we boarded the plane, Jessica
told the flight attendant that Mason was her new friend and that they had to sit
together. With Edward sitting beside me and Jessica and Mason sitting in the
seats in front of us. We made our way on our difficult journey.
Elizabeth's family was not from money and they made no point in hiding it. When
Barbra, the attorney, met them at the funeral home, Elizabeth's father made
certain to tell her that he was going to need help in raising Mason. Barbra
explained the legal aspect of Edward having full custody now and the only
comment he could make was, "You can take the girl out of the trailer, but you
can't take the trailer out of the girl."

The funeral was to be a simple affair, Elizabeth wanted to be cremated and only a
picture of her smiling would be sitting for mourners to pay their last respects. Her
family quickly began to question where the money from the sale of the house and
her personal belongings would be going. Barbra was very blunt in telling them
that since they had made it a point to have nothing to do with her while she was
alive; she wanted them to do the same when she died. Every dime she and Sean
had went into a trust fund for Mason. Elizabeth's family told Barbra that they
would be contacting a lawyer to get what was rightly theirs. She smiled and
politely gave them a card from a law firm near their home. This was also
Elizabeth's wish; she knew how they would respond.
I once read that children handle tough situations differently than adults. When
children are small like Mason, no one has told him how death is supposed to
make you feel. As adults, we have seen others react to loss and we have
programmed ourselves to act accordingly. Mason walked up to the picture of his
mother and laid his little hand on it. He said some hushed words and then
returned to his seat and began to play with Edward's Ipad.
Edward grabbed my hand as he then made his way to her picture. He closed his
eyes and he spoke his words in a hushed tone.
"It will take me a while to forgive you for lying to me, but I still have to thank you
for my son."
Esme thought it would be better for Edward and Mason to share a hotel room.
She felt it would be too confusing for Mason to see Edward and me sleeping in the
same bed when we weren't married. Edward had hushed words with his mother
but in the end, Jessica and I slept in a room across the hall from the boys.
Jessica and I had snuggled into the thick blankets of the hotel bed and watched a
movie that was currently on the television. We both drifted off to sleep with the
lights and television on. Something caused me to jolt awake, the numbers on the
alarm clock read quarter after three in the morning. The lights and TV were still
on. I moved to turn off the lamp when I heard someone pounding on my door.
I threw the covers back and made my way across the room, checking the peep
hole, I found Edward standing bare chested in the hall. I unlocked the door and
quickly pulled it open.
"Edwar"
I didn't get to finish as he picked me up bridal style and crossed the room with
me gripped in his arms. He sat me down quickly and firmly in the chair that
rested in the corner of the room.
"Bella" His breathing was labored and his hair tussled. I had never seen him act
this way.
"You have to help me, I am doing everything wrong."
I pried his fingers off my arms as I tried to get his attention.
"Edward, what is going on?"

"Bella, I have to make things better for him and I'm screwing things up so bad. I
need to give him a good home."
I held his face in my hands as I tried to get him to look at me.
"I need you to help me." His eyes finally meeting mine, although his far off look
was still there.
"Edward, you have to calm down so I can help you."
He gently grasped my face with his hands, "Bella you have to marry me right
now."
When the Cullen women want to get something done, they let nothing stand in
their way. After returning from Boston, Esme took off with Alice and Rose in tow.
They surfaced a few hours later with a rented truck full of new bedroom items
and a team of men who were given different tasks to do. Mason's room was
emptied, cleaned and painted with in twelve hours. He was able to sleep in his
new bed less than twenty four hours after we landed.
Edward had been handling me with kid gloves since our return. I tried to assure
him that I wasn't upset about what he did, but he felt he needed to make it right.
"Baby I can't say I'm sorry enough. I would call it a moment of insanity, but I
was "
"Overwhelmed? In shock? You have to quit beating yourself up about this."
He took me into his arms kissing the top of my head.
"If you only knew how I have the moment I ask you to be my wife planned out in
my mind, you would want to kick my ass for the monstrosity I managed to do in
Boston."
"And I already told you that you need to keep with your plans, after all, I told you
no the first time."
When Edward had asked me to marry him in Boston, I had taken it as him having
a crazy moment.
"Edward, you are going to wake up tomorrow and feel like a huge slug for even
asking me like this."
"You're wrong Bella. I want to get my family out of bed and head to Vegas right
this second and get married so that Mason has a complete family."
I couldn't even be hurt by his words. He felt he needed to marry me for Mason
and not because he loved me. I only smiled as I wrapped my arms around his
head and kissed the top of his hair.
"Edward Anthony Cullen, I love you enough to decline your offer of marriage.
Besides, he already has an amazing family that will do everything in their power
to help him through this."

The first signs of spring had begun to make their presence known, including a
cold that Jessica and Mason both got together. Esme took charge during the day
and nursed them while Edward and I worked. It soon became evident that this
cold was more than just little sniffles as more and more people came down with
it; myself included. Carlisle was nice enough to prescribe me medication that
helped with my symptoms and I was able to only miss two days of work.
Esme was working double time to get her house ready for Easter. She wanted all
of her grandchildren there and again enlisted the help of local venders. Edward
and Emmett were excited because even though they had long out grew the
Easter egg hunts they had as a child, Esme made the day fun for them as well.
She filled their eggs with airplane bottles of alcohol.
Jessica was dressed in a beautiful yellow dress with a white sweater since the air
still had a slight chill in it. Mason was rocking a sweater vest that matched his
fathers and Uncle Emmett.
Carlisle, Edward and Emmett had to hide the Easter eggs several times before the
children would settle down and have lunch. This effectively caused all of them to
fall asleep as soon as dessert was finished. All the women watched as the men
hunted for their eggs, not stopping to place them in a basket, as they would tear
them open and drink it straight down. By the time all of their eggs were found, all
three men were three sheets to the wind. I quickly found that a drunken Dr.
Edward is a very horny Dr. Edward.
I had just checked on the children when Edward wrapped his arms around me,
tossing me playfully against the wall in the hall.
"You are so beautiful." He slurred into my ear as he kissed my neck and mouth.
"You are so drunk. Let's get you some water and Advil and a nap." I giggled as I
tried to pry his hands from under my skirt.
"Bella, I'm the medical professional here. I know exactly what I need." The sound
of my panties being ripped from my body was followed by my squeal as he picked
me up quickly and fumbled his way to the guest bathroom. For someone who was
completely wasted, he was seriously quick. He had my skirt up and his pants
down before I could hear the door being locked. There was no warning as his
cock was pushed inside me. I gasped at the sensation, but tilted my head back
when his hands touched my covered breast. However, in true drunk and fumble
fashion, it was over as quickly as it began. He released into me and then slumped
his body into mine. He had just enough energy to pull up his slacks and walk
down the hall and crash into the guest room bed.
I quickly cleaned myself and then took a still sleeping Jessica back home. Esme
gave me her word she would take care of the drunks upstairs. I kissed Mason on
his forehead and went home.
It was early on Monday morning when Edward finally contacted me. He
apologized over and over for being an ass.
"I remember everything Bella; I don't like how I was so rough with you in the
bathroom."
I gave him a hug and told him it was ok.

"No Bella, that isn't how I operate. I love touching you and bringing you as
much pleasure as you give me. Call me a pussy, but I enjoy foreplay. I enjoy
watching the buildup in your eyes."
His words were enough to make me cry. He didn't hurt me when he took me in
the bathroom that day, but it also wasn't like any of the other times we had been
together.
"I'm also not going to stand here and tell you that I will make it up to you; I'm
just going to show you, very soon."
I made it to work in time for Angela to inform me that a Dr. Tristan had called
several times from Dartmouth regarding Dr. Tanner. I rolled my eyes as I sat
down in my chair and sighed heavily. The last thing I wanted to do this morning
was to deal with Bree. Before I could even pick up my phone to call him back,
James came in and informed me that he was once again on the line.
"Thank you, James."
Taking a deep cleansing breath, I reached for my phone and put on a fake smile.
"Good morning, this is Ms. Swan."
In college, one of my professors told us that it is impossible to be nasty to
someone if you are smiling. I didn't know if he was really correct, but I always
made it a point to have a smile on my face when I spoke on the phone at work.
"Ms. Swan? My name is Dr. William Tristan; I'm the dean of students here at
Dartmouth School of Medicine. I won't take up much of your time as I know how
busy you are." I wondered if he had a fake smile on his face this morning as well.
"No problem at all Dr. Tristan, how can I help you?"
"Thank you Ms. Swan. I'm in charge of doing an investigation on a student of
ours, Bree Tanner? According to our records, she played an active role in the
treatment of your daughter, Jessica Swan?"
It seemed like a life time ago that Jessica had been in the hospital. Edward was
still trying to prove to me that he was a nice guy. He went out of his way to take
care of her.
"Well Dr. Tristan, how can I help you?"
"Yes, well recently Dr. Tanner has returned to our school after allegations of
unprofessional behavior by one of her superiors. Can you tell me if she was ever
unprofessional to you or your daughter during treatment?"
I leaned back into my chair and closed my eyes remembering Bree and Edward
kissing and the pain that I felt in my chest.
"Yes Dr. Tristan, she was unprofessional to me on at least one occasion.
However, Dr. Cullen was in complete control of care in regards to Jessica."

I told him of the time when we had to see her for a follow up to Jessica's
discharge. How she made it a point to inform me that he wasn't interested in
having a relationship with me, only a quick fling. I also informed him of the kiss I
witnessed at Edward's house.
Dr. Tristan thanked me for the information and assured me I would receive a
copy of the board's final decision regarding Dr. Tanner.
James knocked on my door just before lunch and wanted to talk with me. I
encouraged him to have a seat and tell me what was on his mind.
"Well Bella, you know how successful the bazaar at Christmas was?"
"Yes James, it was a huge hit."
"Well you know that there isnt any major holidays until May? I was thinking we
need to get people out and moving with the weather getting better and so what
do you think about hosting a couples night out. We can have the back rooms
open for the kids drop off and then have venders available with food and drinks
and I know Leah would be thrilled to have her flower arrangements on display as
centerpieces. It would boost her business. We could even get a local band to play
music for dancing after dinner is served. I mean the possibilities are endless."
I smiled at James and then told him to get me some solid numbers and I would
take this to the board.
After James left and the day was finally done, I dove into several of the files that
I hadn't been able to open in a while. I called Sue and asked if she could get
Jessica for me. She was so excited and didn't even let me finish telling her that I
would be by later when she hung up the phone. The sun had set over an hour ago
and I could feel the tension setting in my neck and shoulders. My cell buzzed with
a text message from Edward and I smiled as I rose from my chair and followed
his instructions.
Come to the back room.
Once I opened the door to my office, I could hear the faint sounds of piano music.
Opening the door to one of the back offices, I found a half-naked Edward lying on
a huge bed of fluffy pillows, pink rose petals and white blankets. The soft glow of
candles highlighted his hair and made his skin almost sparkle. He held his hand
out to me as I closed the door behind me.
"I am nothing if I'm not a man of my word Isabella."
He stood and walked slowly toward me, the blanket that had covered his erection
fell to the floor revealing a very turned on Edward.
"What's all this?"
"This is a man who is madly in love with a womanA woman who has been by his
side during some very trying times recently.A woman who took a back seat in
his life so that he could take on a new roleThis is that man showing that woman
how grateful he is."

I looked into his eyes, the candle light reflecting the golden flakes that were
scattered around the green.
"Where is Mason?"
He began to softly kiss my cheeks, trailing his hot wet tongue down my neck and
into the area that my blouse didn't cover.
"Mason wanted to go spend an evening with his new grandpops Charlie. It seems
Jessica and Lilly informed him that grandpops Charlie is a police officer and he
wanted to see his cop car."
I closed my eyes as he began to remove my blouse, taking his time, brushing his
fingertips against my skin as he went.
"S-So.we are alone for a while?" I squeaked out.
"Mmmhmm"
He didn't even bother to look at me as he responded. He began to sway us over
to the bed of pillows he had created, picking me up bridal style as he placed me
on my back. I was so turned on and my body was on fire, that I didn't even
squeal as I felt the cool sheets touching my skin. There in an empty office in the
library I worked so hard to turn around, Edward took his time and showed me
just how much he truly loved me. Could my life be this perfect and wonderful
every day? I didn't know, but I desperately wanted to find out.
EPOV
I'm thankful for so many things in my life. Three of them are currently sleeping
soundly in my bed. I had been called away very early this morning to see a
distraught mother who would only let her son be looked at by me. Turns out he
had managed to shove several crayons into his ear. It had taken longer than I
had hoped due to the need to sedate him while we pulled them back out. Bella
had assured me she would love some time with the kids and insisted that I take
care of my patient.
During one of Mason's counseling sessions we learned that his nanny, Marissa,
took care of him the majority of the time. It seemed that Elizabeth was the
quintessential society wife, more interested in her country club functions then
spending time with her son. He told us that he missed Marissa more than
anything. Bella being the amazing mother that she is, contacted Marissa and
asked her to consider moving here for a few months to help Mason get through
this rough time.
Marissa jumped at the chance; her boyfriend had recently accepted a position in
Seattle. The look on Mason's face when we picked her up from the airport was
enough to make a grown man cry. We had agreed that her duties would be just
to work with Mason on adjusting to his new family. Bella insisted that she would
not be responsible for babysitting the kids. He had two parents and a grandparent
in the house that would take care of that. Marissa argued that if she was going to
be living in the house, she would not feel right just playing with Mason all day
and not do anything else.

Bella had a long conversation with her and in the end; Marissa would be taking
college courses while Mason was at daycare. She had revealed to Bella that she
had always wanted to open her own daycare center and so she would take some
business courses and major in early childhood development.
As I continued to watch their sleeping faces, I felt a warm sensation well up in my
chest. This was my family, and if things go as I have planned this would be
permanent. I contacted Angela; I wanted to do something amazing for Bella. I
was still very upset about how I threw myself on her in my parents' house. I had
asked her if she could gather Bella's staff together to help me out. With the way
they had planned things in the past for Bella, I knew they could help me pull off
what I had planned in my mind.
During that meeting, James and Maggie were full of ideas. I wanted something
over the top; give my Bella the assurance that she was the one for me. And so in
one of the meeting rooms of Forks Library, a plan was created. Angela surprised
me when she told me she was friends with a popular recording artist and would
contact him to see if he was available to help us out. Two days later, she sent me
a text confirming his appearance. She had told him the entire plan and he
admitted to being a sucker for a happy ending.
Once James had convinced Bella to have a Sweetheart Event, I had Emmett fake
some bids for the food and entertainment. Carlisle explained to the board our
plans and it was all systems go. My mother had recruited Rose and Alice to assist
her in getting the food and decorations ready leaving me to perfect my part.
"Daddy?"
The very sleepy voice of Jessica called out to me. I looked to see her beautiful
eyes looking back at me, her fingers twirling a strand of her mother's hair.
"Hi sweetheart, did you have a god nap?"
She reached for me and I carefully pulled her up and into my arms. She wrapped
her tiny arms around my neck and gently kissed my cheek.
"We made you cookies, daddy."
"You did?"
She quickly and excitedly nodded her head, her smile decorating her face and
filling my heart with joy.
"Well, how about we go have some of those cookies?"
As she jumped off my lap and onto the floor, another sleepy voice spoke.
"Not until daddy gives mommy a hello kiss."
I turned back to Bella. She was so beautiful, with her sleepy eyes and puffy skin.
Even without a smudge of makeup she was the most beautiful woman in the
world to me. My hand moved on its own as I cupped her cheek, placing a tender
kiss to her lips.
"Are you excited about tonight?"

She smiled as her eyes glimmered. She was so proud of her staff. Looking
through Bella's eyes, it would appear that her staff had worked night and day to
pull this off.
"I still can't believe Angela is related to Gary LeVox."
I playfully huffed as I helped her set up in bed. "Oh, I don't think I like the way
you say his name there Bella."
She rolled her eyes as Mason stealthily wrapped his arms around her neck.
"Can we have cookies now? I'm starving woman." I couldn't even correct Mason
as he was too cute the way he said that.
Bella however, wasn't taken by his looks and she flipped him over her shoulder
and began to tickle him.
"Since when do you get to call me woman little man?"
I-I-I-n-not little." He said through giggles.
"Oh my, I forgot. You started shaving and taking out the trash. But you still need
to find a job so you can pay your daddy rent."
I picked Mason up by his feet and dangled him so that Bella could grab his upside
down face and pepper it with kisses.
"No Bella, I'm too little for a job."
I tossed him over my shoulder as Jessica wrapped her body around my calf
sitting her little bottom on my foot.
"Ok little man, tell Bella sorry for calling her woman, it wasn't nice."
"Sorry Bella!" He shouted as I raced down the stairs.
~~DDD~~
Everything was in place. Marissa had volunteered to help with the child drop off.
Her boyfriend, Tony, even came down and offered to help out as well. Leah
Clearwater had outdone herself with the centerpieces. She told me to remember
how much I loved them when I got the bill for them next week. The entire town,
it seemed, had turned out to see Rascal Flats and have dinner with their sweet
heart. Only a hand full of people knew the real reason for this concert.
Emmett had his football team dressed in tuxedos and used them for servers.
Several cheerleaders were dress to the nines and helping people find tables. I
stood looking around, hands in my pocket, the velvet pouch clasped tightly in my
hand.
Angela made her way to the microphone, she was glowing, pregnancy defiantly
agreed with her. Ben was never far from her and seemed to always have his hand
on her expanding tummy.

"If I can have your attention please?"

The conversations began to die down and every eye turned to look at Angela.
"Thank youLadies and gentlemen, thank you to each of you who have braved
the weather to come and enjoy this event tonight."
It was still early in the spring and the current temperature outside was in the low
forties. My mother had searched out every portable heater in the county and the
temperature inside the tent was a comfortable seventy degrees.
"Tonight, sit back and enjoy the wonder food that is being served. Now the
moment many of you have been waiting for.Ladies and gentlemen, Rascal
Flats!"
The crowd erupted in applause as the curtain drew back and the band began to
play.
"Want to join me handsome?" Bella's warm hand and warmer breath pulled me
out of my nervous state.
"I thought you would never ask."
I took her hand and let her lead me to an open table near the rest of my family.
Pulling out her chair, I looked to my proud faced mother and gave her a wink. I
took my place and began to try to eat the food on my plate.
Angela and I had planned to have the band perform three songs before I made
my move. The third song began and I took my cue. I leaned into Bella whispering
in her ear that I would be right back.
I waited in the wings as the song came to a close. One of the roadies motioned
for me to come on up as he handed me a guitar. Placing the strap around my
neck, I nervously crossed the stage where I found a wooden stool waiting for me.
Gary was already sitting on the other stool and as I took a deep breath, I looked
to see my mother and Alice had joined Bella at the table; a look of confusion on
her face.
My voice cracked slightly as I spoke into the microphone.
"Hello everyone..Um..I'm certain you are wondering what I'm doing up here,
since you really want to hear these guys play and not me talk.But if you would
just endure me a moment of your time I will tell you the real reason you guys are
here."
I had waited for this moment since the first time I laid eyes on Bella. She had
strongly stood by my side through some very difficult times. She had proven her
love and devotion to me over and over. Now it was my turn to tell the entire town
what she meant to me.
"Bella Swan, can you please come closer to the stage please."
A member of the security team placed a wooden step that joined the audience to
the stage. Bella slowly walked toward me as the security team helped her to sit
on the stairs.

"Bella.when I first saw you, I knew I had to get to know you better. What I
found out made me want to be a part of your life. You didn't make that easy for
me and for that I am grateful. If you had fallen at my feet, I wouldn't have
noticed how truly strong you are."
I turned my attention back to Gary who cued the band to begin playing. I hadn't
had much time to play the guitar since high school; college took up a lot of my
time. But as soon as I knew I was going to do this, I began to practice every
chance I got.
Every time our eyes meet
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I can take
Baby, when you touch me
I can feel how much you love me
And it just blows me away
I've never been this close to anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts, I can see your dreams
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby, I'm amazed by you
The smell of your skin
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the dark
Your hair all around me
Baby, you surround me
[From: .net]

You touch every place in my heart

Oh, it feels like the first time every time
I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby, I'm amazed by you
Every little thing that you do
I'm so in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Oh, every little thing that you do
Baby, I'm amazed by you
My eyes never left hers as I sang each word. I watched as her face turned from a
nervous smile to tears streaking down her beautiful face. I removed the guitar
from around my shoulder as I walked closer holding my hand out to her. Marissa
held the hand of Mason and Jessica as she brought them to stand on either side
of me.
"Isabella Swan, you have blessed me with your love and compassion when I
didn't really deserve it. You have stayed by my side when I needed you and even
when I didn't think I did. You have made my house a home by filling it with love
and laughter. I don't want to spend another day without you in my world. Please
say you will marry me?"
Bella didn't leave me hanging as she pulled me into a bone crushing hug and said
the words I prayed I would hear over and over.

"YesEdward I will."
Mason became impatient with our embrace as he began to pull on my jacket
sleeves.
"Daddy, it's my turn."
I moved Bella just slightly as I took the ring out of my pocket and carefully gave
it to him. He stood proud as a peacock as he took Bella's left hand in his tiny one
and placed the ring on her finger after counting them to be sure he had the
correct one.
I had forgotten we were in a tent full of people until an over whelming awe
sounded after Mason kissed her hand.
Mason took Jessica by the hand and hugged her whispering something in her ear.
She refused to tell us what he said; she only kissed my cheek and then turned
away with Mason's hand firmly grasped in hers.
Bella and I danced to nearly every song that night. I refused to let her go and she
seemed to feel the same need. Marissa and Tony wanted to take the kids home
and get them into bed. My face hurt from all of the smiling that I did.
As we lay in our bed after a couple rounds of love making, Bella snuggled into my
neck as she drew patterns on my chest with her finger.
"Well, Edward Cullen, you are certainly a man of your word."
I chucked as I drew her body closer to me.
"Oh really, what are you referring to?"
"You told me once that when you decided to propose, it would be something the
town would never forget."
I wrapped my free arm around her and kissed her forehead. She was right, I had
said that to her. Only I managed to surprise myself with this proposal.
"Oh my love, you haven't seen anything yet. Wait till the town attends our
wedding."
BPOV
Epilogue
"Ms. Swan, I am certain that I speak for the entire board when I say that this
meeting is a formality."
It was hard to believe I had completed my first year. I had been reflecting on all
of the changes my life has gone through since I arrived in Forks. When I first set
out to do this job, I could only think about what I could do for this town. I never
considered what I would learn from them.

I once read a quote that says, "If you want to make God laugh, tell him what you
have planned."
That is exactly what I did when I took this position. I planned to do my job and
raise my daughter. The last thing I wanted was to fall for some cheap lines, some
small town boy would whisper to me, just to get into my pants.
But there he was, waiting patiently for me to get my bitterness out of my system.
He filled my life with such joy and the desire to achieve more.
"George, if I may correct you, its Mrs. Cullen now." I smiled at Hazel who had
interrupted the meeting to correct the director.
"You were at the wedding if I recall, though I'm not certain if you remember
much of it." Hazel mumbled the latter under her breath. I had to giggle as I
clearly remember George attempting to bump and grind on several of the older
ladies in attendance.
"My apologies, I stand corrected Mrs. Cullen."
Edward completely surprised me when he brought home dozens of bridal
magazines and his calendar with all the dates he could comfortably get away
from the office. I returned the surprise when I showed him the plus sign on the
white stick I held in my hands. As much as Edward had regretted aggressively
taking me in the bathroom at his parent's, it did create the baby I was currently
carrying.
"Bella are you sure?"
I smile with watery eyes that matched his as I happily nodded my head. Again it
wasn't in our plans to have a child this soon, but again it wasn't my plan to fall in
love with Edward.
"No apology necessary, but I disagree this is more than a formality. I want to be
treated like any other director and questioned about my achievements and what I
have planned. Despite the smallness of our community, the world outside is
growing every day. I have a new program that I would like to provide you
regardless if you choose to keep me on as director."
Emmett had approached me when he had a number of his players who he was
concerned with. He told me he was worried about his players who struggled all
year with keeping their grades up. Some of the parents had been hit hard by the
economy and could not afford summer school. I made some calls and came up
with a solid plan as long as the board agrees.
"Bella, your achievements speak for themselves. This meeting would be over
already if we were not sold on your abilities. I am however, excited to hear your
newest venture."
I sat down with Edward one evening after the kids were in bed. I showed him the
statistics of graduating students and actual college placements. I was saddened
to see that less than sixty percent of the students who enrolled in high school in
this county enrolled in any college. Furthermore, thirty percent never made it to
graduation. With the fishing industry just hours from here, it was easier to head

up north and make money instead of attending college. Most stayed local during
the off season.
I had these placed nicely in a power point and asked Hazel to dim the lights. I
shared the information that I had and watched as George and the rest of the
board look solemnly at the pie charts.
"Bella, I can't see how we can help with any of this as we can't change how
generations have done things."
This angered me, he was far too quick to throw up his hands and call it a day,
instead of using what we already have to our advantage.
"Well George, I'm glad that my husband didn't try to talk me out of this. Sit back
and let me share with you my plans."
I switched to another file on my lap top. I showed him how the issue Emmett's
players and the adults we have that are working for the fishing boats can benefit.
"I contacted several of the boat owners and they all agreed that the off season is
the summer months. The same is true for the football players. Coach McCarty
doesn't have his players play in the heat of the day. They practice early and then
are released to go home."
Emmett had further agreed that if my plan was accepted, he would make
attending my program mandatory participation in order to play football.
"I also contacted the school and got a list of the top twenty five academic
students. I contacted them as well as their parents and received an overwhelming
support for what I am about to show you.
I click my mouse and a picture of all twenty five students stood smiling at the
board.
"The school system is financially broke. They have no money for extra teachers,
much less tutors. However, every student you see here has a 4.0. They will all
graduate and hopefully go on to college. They have all volunteered to tutor a
class this summer and work one on one with any struggling student. Ten of the
twenty five have summer jobs but are willing to come in during the evening to
help as well."
I leaned back in my chair as I watched Hazel smile and Gorge smile and shake his
head.
"So how much is this going to cost us Bella?"
I smiled as I knew I had him.
"Nothing really." I shrugged. "We are already open during the hours the
volunteers are available, so no additional moneys will be needed. It may even
benefit us as they may be hungry and need a pastry or cup of coffee."
With a unanimous vote, the tutoring project was created.

~DDD DDD DDD~

Six months later
"Bella you are a solid six centimeters, it won't be long now."
My water broke while snuggling into Edward's side. I have never seen a man
jump so high and as fast as he did. With all of his medical training you would
think he would be calm, but no, he was a wreck. He ran around the room pulling
at his hair talking to himself. He drove past the hospital entrance twice and then
forgot to turn the car off. Too bad I was in too much pain to get it on film.
When Jessica was born, I was alone and terrified. This time I have a wonderful
husband who would do anything for me. An extended family that is supportive
and close knit. A town that waves good morning and looks out for each other.
Edward and I had chosen to not find out what we were having. This had made
certain members of that close knit family not too happy with us. But Edward was
firm and didn't let them upset me about our decision. Mason had taken the roll of
older brother to its limits. He had already sectioned off certain areas in his room
that the baby could play and certain areas that were off limits. He even
volunteered to change diapers until Edward informed him there would be poop in
some of them. He then decided to give the new baby more space to play in his
room.
Jessica would sing bed time songs to her little brother as she was convinced we
were having a boy.
"Do you remember what I promised you on our wedding day?" Edward had finally
calmed down and was keeping me laughing.
"You promised me a lot of things Mr. Cullen, one of them is the reason we are in
the hospital right now."
He smiled his warm smile and kissed my nose.
"Besides great sex, my love; I promised to make you smile every chance I got."
My mind drifted off as I remember dancing close to my husband under the soft
lights of the reception hall. The soft keys of the piano playing as he slowly
swayed me around the floor. The feel of his fingers caressing my back and the
way his neck smelled so sweet. How the smile I saw when I first began to walk
down the aisle never left his face.
"I promised to fall more in love with you every single day."
I turned my face to find his waiting. "I like that one the best."
"Ok Bella, one more push and you will meet your baby."
Labor had progressed quickly for me. It had been less than four hours since my
water broke and I was pushing already.
"You are amazing, Bella."

Edward hadn't left my side for a single second this entire time. He was holding
me together during the worst of my contractions.
"It's a girl!"
The sounds of a sharp baby cry resounded in the room. One of the nurses wished
our daughter a happy birthday as she placed her on my chest.
"Look at her Edward, she's beautiful."
Even with her blotchy skin and angry cries, she was still the most beautiful baby.
"She has your nose my love."
I could tell Edward wanted to hold her as badly as I did. When the nurses began
to clean up the area, I handed her over to her dad.
I watched as Edward carefully wrapped her in his arms as he sat in the rocking
chair in the corner. He began speaking to her in hushed voices promising her the
world I am certain.
"She is beautiful, but what do you plan to name her?"
I looked over to the nurse who was laying a clean blanket across my lap. Edward
and I had a number of conversations about baby names. It took us months
before we agreed. Mason and Jessica wanted to name the baby Popsicle and
Marshmallow. In the end, an ad on television gave us the perfect name.
"Chloe Marie Cullen."
Edward looked up from his daughter's face to wink at me. Esme and Carlisle had
taken the kids to a movie in Port Angeles one evening and we got into our
pajamas and watched movies. Edward was about to change the channel when an
advertisement for Chloe perfume came on, we looked at each other and began to
smile. Edward insisted she have my middle name and so the name was set.
"Oh, that is beautiful! Not a popular name anymore; a classic."
I couldn't agree more. I hadn't heard that name in several years and wouldn't
have to worry about there being five of them in her class when she started
school.
Chloe began to fuss and Edward carried her back to me.
"I'm going to let everyone know that Chloe has arrived." Edward gave several
kisses to Chloe's head and then a few to mine. I had just gotten Chloe settled
when Edward came back in with Mason and Jessica in tow.
"Now remember we have to be quiet."
Edward carefully took the children over to the sink and helped them wash their
hands. Mason had such a big smile on his face as he slowly climbed on the bed
beside me.

"Mommy what did we get?" Mason had started calling me Mommy about a month
after Edward and I got married. I had to smile at him for his choice of words for
Chloe. Jessica followed and I had Mason on my right and Jessica on my left, with
Edward at the head of my bed; like a protective watch dog.
"I want you two to meet your new baby sister, Chloe."
Jessica's eyes got really big as the first signs of tears began to well up.
"A girl? Mommy, I wanted a boy Pwease take her back; I don't wanna sister."
At the harsh sound of Jessica's voice, Chloe began to cry. I tried to calm the baby
down, but Edward had to console a now sobbing Jessica.
"I'm sowwy Daddy. I made her sad. I made the baby cry."
Edward held Jessica to his chest as Mason couldn't take his eyes off Chloe. He
very gently ran his index finger over her forehead as he quietly informed her of
the rules of playing in his room. It was everything I had not to laugh.
Once Edward had Jessica under control he gently placed her back on the bed. She
eyed Chloe very carefully before she joined Mason in touching her forehead.
"I'm sowwy Chloe, I didn't mean to make you cwy. I love you, honestly I do."
I looked to Edward's face as we both tried to control our giggles.
Once we had our bonding time, the rest of the family piled into the room. Esme
was jumping with excitement and I was a little nervous to hand the baby to her.
Carlisle had gone around the hospital handing out bubble gum cigars to announce
he was a grandpa again. Rose began to lay it on thick to Emmett that they
needed another one as Alice announced they would soon be switching places with
us.
Once we got home, Angela and Ben brought over their little guy, Devon. He had a
head full of dark hair just like his parents and his legs and face were so cute with
all their chubbiness. Angela had decided to work a few days a week after Devon
was born. She was too afraid to miss anything. Edward and I were still discussing
my return to work. Once all of the company was gone and all three kids were fed
and asleep in their beds, Edward snuggled around me on the couch. I could tell
he had something on his mind the entire day. I also knew he would tell me when
he was ready.
"Baby?"
"Mmm?"
"I got some news today that I wanted to share with you."
I pulled back to look into his eyes.
"Good news or bad news?"
He closed his eyes and encouraged me to snuggle back into him.

"Good for us, bad for the person it's about."

I closed my eyes and settled back into his side.
"The dean at Dartmouth called me today. It seems they had an official board
review of Bree Tanner."
Bree had done so much damage to our family; I didn't even want to show a
reaction to her name giving her any more power over us.
"He advised me that the board voted to revoke her internship. She won't be able
to finish her training."
Neither one of us said anything for several minutes.
"You know I find it ironic that I came here to take my career by the horns and
build something great. Having a man in my life was the last thing I wanted. Bree
came into town with her career in her hip pocket and all she wanted was a man in
her life."
Edward turned off the television and we both laid there holding each other
silently. I must have drifted off to sleep, because the next thing I knew Edward
was holding a screaming Chloe out for me to nurse.
"I can give her a lot of things, but breast milk isn't one of them."
Chloe was good at latching on and I really enjoyed nursing her. Edward informed
her the first time I did this that he was only loaning my nipples to her. He wanted
them back when she had her first birthday.
Part of me felt bad for Bree. She was a woman who had set her sights on a man
that just didn't want her. She had played the game as she knew and had lost in
the end.
I looked into the angelic face of my new daughter and I knew I would be
responsible for teaching her how to act in society. How to be kind and gentle.
How to use your talents to help others and not for some twisted game. To look
beyond people's faults and find the good hidden inside. And when the day came,
help her choose the man that would care for her heart.
First we would have to hide all of Grandpa's guns so that daddy wouldn't get any
ideas. We had time for all of that though. We would enjoy our family and watch
each of us grow.