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BPOV

"Oh fuck," I whimper out loudly, forgetting where I am.

"Shhh! You're going to get us caught."

"Shit. Sorry." He's right. We absolutely can't get busted, so I have to keep my voice down. It's just so difficult when Edward's thrusting in and out, hitting that magical spot.

I've been a very vocal lover since I met Edward, but over the years I've learned to quiet down when necessary. Sometimes, though, I find it nearly impossible to remain silent. This is proving to be one of those times.

My moans and gasps must get louder again, because next thing I know his lips are attached to mine, swallowing my sounds.

I'm getting close when his fingers trail down to my clit. I pull away from his mouth, sucking in a breath. As my orgasm hits, my teeth clamp down on his shoulder to stop myself from screaming out. With a few more deep thrusts, he finds his own completion.

Knowing we only had time for a quickie and we'll likely be discovered soon, we detach from each other and move swiftly to right our clothes. No sooner have we finished do we hear a voice.

"Mommy! Daddy! Where are you?"

"Oh shit," I whisper. "I guess nap time is over." That was really close. Therapy isn't a bad thing. I should know. But I don't want my kids needing it because Mommy and Daddy can't keep their pants on. Shit like that would definitely traumatize them. We've had some close calls over the years, but so far we've been lucky. We probably should learn to control ourselves better, but that's clearly never going to happen so we've managed to become very stealthy. Now we have to deal with the little munchkin who's right outside the closet we're hidden inside.

Edward and I stare wide-eyed at each other, grinning. Edward places his finger over his lips in the universal signal for me to be quiet. With his other hand, he grabs the knob, yanks the door open, rushes out and snatches up a little body.

"Daddy!" Squeals and giggles rush out from our youngest daughter currently being tickled by the man she adores above any other.

I stand watching two of my favorite people when a short blur runs in and rushes over to the action.

"Tickle me too, Daddy." Our baby boy jumps on Edward's back, and I decide it's time to help him out. After all, he did just give me a stellar orgasm.

I grab up our spider monkey. "You want to be tickled too, huh?"

Suddenly the room is filled with squeals and giggles, and it's still hard to believe sometimes, even now, that this is my life. When I was nineteen, if anyone would've told me that someday I would be married, have four children, a loving family and friends and be completely fulfilled, I would have laughed in their face. Now all these years later, my life is more wonderful than I would have ever imagined, and I owe it all to the man currently helping me tickle the little monsters in our arms, the man I've been married to for nearly ten years and the same man that just fucked my brains out in a closet. Good thing I started taking yoga a few years back. Being limber definitely helps when we have to be creative with our locations.

Later on, after one epic tickle war, we're all down in the kitchen having a snack when the door bangs open and running steps head our way.

Edward's clone comes running in followed closely by my very own mini me. Our older two came out nearly the spitting image of each of us with Catherine, our seven-year-old, having her dad's eyes and wild hair, and Harrison, our five-year-old having my brown eyes and hair. Our youngest two, four-year-old Mia and two-year-old Jack, came out the perfect mixture of us both.

I look past our returning children to see Carlisle and Esme—who Catherine and Harrison, along with their cousins, stayed the night with—slowly trail in. Both appear haggard. Esme's usually immaculate hair hangs limp and Carlisle's clothing is more wrinkled than I ever remember seeing.

After hugs and snacks pulled out for our oldest two, the adults head into our living room.

Edward chuckles. "It looks like you two have been having fun."

Carlisle leans back on the loveseat with a deep sigh. "Son, I adore my grandchildren, but I'm too old to keep up with them. They just have so much energy."

Edward frowns. "Were they terrible? Did they show out?"

I wait to hear Carlisle's answer knowing our kids aren't angels. What kids are? But I also know they are usually fairly well behaved and sweet children.

Esme answers instead of Carlisle. "Absolutely not. They were perfect. You and Bella have done a wonderful job with them. All kids have a lot of energy. It's quite normal. We're just older now and having four children in the house can be a bit much."

Carlisle smirks, looking so much like his son at times. "Especially when two of those four belong to your sister." He pulls Esme to him, and she immediately relaxes.

"The twins? Yeah they can be a handful." I laugh. I love my nieces, but no one can deny they are spoiled and quite the terrors when they don't get their way.

Knowing her history and that having a child might be difficult, Jasper and Alice started trying for children as soon as they were married. Unfortunately they lost four pregnancies before managing to get pregnant with the twins with the help of fertility specialists. I'm sure the pain and struggle they went through are the reason their girls are so spoiled.

Carlisle nods emphatically. "Don't ever repeat this, and if you do, I'll deny it, but those girls are definitely like their mother. She was quite the demon as a child and her girls are even worse. I think I'm scared of them."

Esme rolls her eyes and swats his arm. "Stop being a fool, dear. They aren't that bad. They're just rambunctious."

Esme and I may not have always seen eye to eye, but there's no denying the love she has for her family. She's mellowed a lot over the years and we've grown much closer. After Edward and I started having children she became the most loving grandmother they could've asked for, and now I love her like the mother I never had.

She turns to say something to Edward and while she isn't looking, Carlisle looks at me and makes little demon horns on his head with the hand not wrapped around his wife and mouths the word "demons." Not wanting to get my father-in-law in trouble, I bite my lip to stop the laughter from bursting out. Unfortunately for him, Esme turns and catches him, which earns him an elbow to the stomach.

Edward and I laugh at his parents, and again I'm reminded how blessed I am to be able to call these people family.

We visit with Carlisle and Esme for a bit longer before they kiss us all and drag themselves out the door vowing to go home and nap.

The rest of our day is spent with the kids, enjoying our time together.

~~~~~WS~~~~~

"Mia, honey, will you get the door for Mommy?" I ask my youngest daughter. She's at the age where she loves to help, so I try to let her do things whenever possible.

"Okay, Mommy." She pulls open the door to the shelter and holds it while I go through. My hands are full carrying Jack and the big bowl of cookies the kids and I made to bring in. I don't get to visit as much as I'd like, but I still make time to come by when I can, and when I do I always try to bring some sort of sweet treat.

Maggie comes rushing out to help as soon as she hears the door. It's hard to reconcile the woman before me with the shy, broken girl I met a little over ten years ago. She's become a wonderful, happy, confident woman. She stayed at the shelter for four years, getting her GED and then a college degree. She continued to volunteer at the shelter after moving out, and once Kate decided to leave to start her own family, Rose offered Maggie her position. She jumped at it and now pretty much runs the shelter single handedly since Rose spends much of her time at home with her and Emmett's six daughters.

Maggie looks at the cookies, clearly tempted to grab them immediately. Her sweet tooth has only grown over the years. Ultimately, though, she grabs Jack from me and bends down for hugs and kisses from Mia.

Next it's my turn for a hug. I sit the cookies down and wrap my arms around her. I see her as often as possible and she's our first call as a babysitter, but it's never enough. Once we break apart, I lean down and kiss her tiny bump that's just started showing. She's five months along with her first child, but only started showing recently and I can't get enough of feeling her belly. She looks beautiful and radiant.

"You're so tiny. I looked like a whale at five months," I tell her as we sit down.

"Oh please. I was here for all your pregnancies. You never looked like a whale. You were all belly and you know it."

I roll me eyes at her. I was a whale and have the stretch marks to prove it. I don't care, though. Every ache, every stretch mark, the ever present pooch that won't go away no matter how many sit-ups I do, the boobs that aren't quite as perky after feeding four children— it's all worth it. Plus, my husband still can't keep his hands off me and makes sure I know he thinks I'm beautiful.

She pulls out the basket of toys they keep here for kids. Mia and Jack love visiting and for the moment are content to ignore us and focus on pulling everything out.

Before we can even say anything the doorknob turns. Neither of us has a chance to even get up before the door opens and Rose rushes in followed by her four youngest girls.

"Hey, Bella. Maggie." She comes over and gives us hugs while her girls head over to play with my two.

"What are you doing here? I didn't know you were coming in," Maggie says.

"Well I'm not here to work. I left something in my office and since I was out I figured I'd come by and grab it on the way to Emma and Lilly's dental appointment.

I frown. "Too bad you can't stay. I feel like I haven't seen you in forever."

"I know. Me too. It's been a crazy few weeks. The baby was sick, the girls had activities nearly every day and Emmett had a case out of town."

"You know Edward and I would be glad to help you if you need us. All you have to do is let us know."

She sits down. "I know. Trust me, if Em hadn't made it back when he did I would've been calling." She checks her watch. "I only have a minute, but guess who I ran into yesterday."

Now I'm intrigued. "Who?"

"Jacob Black." At the mention of his name Rose and I both burst into laughter.

"I must be missing something. I don't know him. What's the story?"

I realize we've never mentioned him to Maggie.

Rose speaks up. "He was the district attorney when Bella testified against James. He had a major hard on for Bella."

I roll my eyes. "He had a major hard on for any woman, but he was definitely a pain in the ass. He hated Edward for some reason."

Rose pipes up again. "Because Edward was the one you loved, the one who got to have sex with you."

"Well whatever the reason, he actually tried to trump up charges against Edward once we returned from our honeymoon."

Maggie gasps. "Oh no. What happened?"

I look at Rose and we both laugh again. Finally I sober up enough to finish the story. "Charlie went to bat for Edward of course. And really Black had nothing, so it wasn't hard to get everything he had tried to pin on Edward dismissed. Right after it was all thrown out, Edward, Charlie, Emmett and Jasper paid Black a visit."

Maggie's eyes widen. "Did the beat him up?"

Rose scrunches her nose. "They didn't do anything to him physically, but we're not sure what happened. None of the guys will ever tell us exactly what went down. All we know is that Black resigned the next day and two weeks later he packed up and left town. This is the first time he's been back as far as I know. And when he saw me and realized who I was he said to tell Emmett that he was just back for the day to visit family. I swear the man damn near wet his pants at seeing me."

This time we all burst into laughter.

Rose straightens up and checks her watch again. "Okay, ladies. I have to run to my office and then hit the road."

I stand and give her another hug. "Call me and we'll plan a playdate and lunch."

"Okay sounds good." She and the kids are off just as fast as they came.

Maggie and I just stare in awe as the door closes behind her.

"She stays so busy. I don't know how she manages having six children. Well seven if you count Emmett." I laugh. "He's a great man and wonderful father, but he's definitely like having a large child."

"He is. Rose said he's flipping out because Ella and Lee both have crushes on boys at school. He's insisting that Rose start homeschooling them to keep them away from boys," Maggie says as she shakes her head.

"Poor man. Jasper is the same way from what Alice says. Apparently he's even talked about chastity belts and towers." We both laugh. "I can't even imagine how Edward would handle having all girls. Thankfully having two boys helps balance him out. Of course he still has his moments. One time he got upset picking Catherine up when she was in kindergarten because he saw her playing with some little boy. He came home and told me we needed to lock her up because boys were evil. Harrison overheard him and started crying because he said his daddy thought he was evil. I was so pissed at Edward at the time." Now I can laugh, but at the time that earned him a night on the couch and earned me some stellar make-up sex the next night.

"You never told me that. Now I'm going to have to tease him about it next time I see him." Maggie has become close to us all over the years and is very much a little sister to Edward, Jasper and Emmett.

"Just don't tell Marcus. He'll never let up if he knows. Of course, if your next one turns out to be a girl I'm sure he'll have his own crazy moments we can all laugh at." I still have trouble sometimes believing Marcus and Maggie are together even though they've been married for a year and are expecting a baby boy. They met several times over the years through Edward and me, but at our New Year's get together two years ago, things just clicked between them. Marcus had proven himself to be a good man and Maggie was finally at a place in her life to let love in.

"Speaking of babies, have you two picked a name?"

"Um … I wanted to talk to you about that." She looks more like the girl I originally met sitting here, nervous and unsure.

"What's going on? You know you can talk to me about anything." I lean forward.

"Marcus and I were discussing it, and we'd really like it if we could name the baby after Edward if that's okay with you both, and we'd also like to know if you'd consider being his godparents." She lets out a long breath.

I sit speechless for a moment before grabbing her into a hug. "We'd be honored. Can I ask why you want to name the baby after Edward? I don't mind at all," I assure her. "I'm just curious."

The tension melts away and her posture loosens up. "Well you and Edward saved us. We will never be able to repay you both for what you've done for us each, not to mention we met through you. We couldn't think of anyone we would rather have our child named after. If it was a girl we'd be asking to use your name. Hopefully someday we will."

"Oh, Maggie. You have to know that all we did was offer you guys a chance. We saw your potential and the good in you. Our part was simple. You guys are the ones who actually accepted our help, and that was the hard part. It's been our privilege and joy to watch you two grow and become happy. You never have to thank us or try to repay us. We'd do it all again in a heartbeat." I'm getting all teary.

Maggie has glassy eyes herself. "I know, but it's important to us, so if it's okay with you we'd still like to name him Edward and for you to be godparents."

"It's perfectly fine and we'd love to be godparents."

"Don't you want to discuss it with Edward first?"

I scoff. "Honey, he's going to be thrilled. He may be a little reluctant about the name thing simply because he's not too fond of his name, which is just crazy. Don't worry, though. He won't give you a hard time. I'll make sure of it." I give her a wink.

She just shakes her head and laughs. We continue talking, discussing nursery ideas and baby showers.

"Is Alice planning the shower?" I ask. I'd be glad to do it, but this kind of thing screams Alice Whitlock.

"She is. You know how she loves stuff like that. She's also been a huge help with nursery ideas. Not to mention the maternity and baby clothes she's given me. She's like a one woman factory of all things pregnancy and baby," Maggie gushes.

After having the twins, Alice changed her boutique up and made the focus maternity clothes, baby clothes and designer nursery ideas. Her store has become the go-to place for women all over.

"She's always the one I go to for all that too. That woman has endless energy, and such a big heart. I thought she'd slow down after the twins, but having them seems to have made her more energetic, which I didn't know was possible. Sometimes I feel for Jasper. He has the patience of a saint."

She laughs knowing how true that is. "Well I'm sure he enjoys that energy at times." She actually wiggles her eyebrows.

"Oh, I'm sure," I agree.

A few of the women staying at the shelter come by and fawn over the kids as they always do. It's a great visit until Jack starts to get fussy.

"Oops. That's my signal, I guess. Time for this little guy's nap. Charlie and Sue are coming for dinner tonight and I don't want him too fussy." With more hugs and kisses, I load the kids up and head home.

~~~~~WS~~~~~

The kids are setting the table and I'm just finishing up dinner when the door opens. There are multiple voices, so Charlie and Sue must have arrived the same time as Edward. The kids all rush out the meet them. Everyone comes into the kitchen minutes later with all four children attached to the three adults in some way.

"Kids, please go finish the table and then wash up so we can eat."

Three of them reluctantly let go and head back into the adjoining dining room while Jack keeps his hold around his dad's neck, his little face smooshed into Edward's shoulder with no intention of letting go.

"Can you wash his hands please while I take the food to the table?" I ask Edward.

"We'll do it," Sue says as she reaches to take Jack from his daddy. Surprisingly, he goes right to her. Usually he's all about Edward once he gets home. With Jack now firmly snuggled into her arms, she and Charlie head toward the kids' bathroom.

Edward walks over to me. "Before everyone comes back I'm going to need my appetizer." He leans over and gives me one hell of a kiss. It definitely makes me want to skip dinner and go straight to dessert. It's amazing what this man can still do to me with the simplest of touches after all this time.

By the time the grands and the kids make it to the dining room, dinner is on the table.

Dinner is always noisy and one of my favorite times of the day. The kids love to tell us all about their day and anything else that pops into their heads. I dread the day the kids will have their own things to do and sharing a meal together will be sporadic at best.

"It's your anniversary this weekend, right?" Sue asks during a rare quiet moment.

My eyes meet Edward's and we both smile. I turn back to Sue. "It is. Ten years."

"Do you have any plans?"

Edward answers, "Not really. We kind of just figured we'd hang out with the kids."

Charlie speaks up. "Well it's up to you, but Sue and I were wondering if maybe we could get the kids this weekend."

Charlie and I have grown much closer over the years through many talks and even some joint counseling sessions. Now even though I never could get used to calling him Dad, the relationship we have is that of a father and daughter. I trust him with my life and, more importantly, I trust him with my children.

Still, all four can be a lot for anyone, so I have to ask. "All of them? Are you sure? They can be a handful as you well know."

Charlie scoffs. "Please. They're angels, always good for Sue and me. And we wouldn't have asked if we weren't sure."

Edward barks out a laugh, but instead of saying anything he turns to the kids. "Do you guys want to spend the weekend with your papa and nana?"

The kids immediately voice their agreement. They love spending time with Charlie and Sue. It doesn't hurt that Sue spoils them rotten and Charlie loves taking the oldest two out on his fishing boat.

I meet Edward's eyes while the kids are talking excitedly with their papa and nana about all the fun they're going to have. The look he gives me tells me the most deliciously naughty things are going to happen while we have the house to ourselves. I love our kids and love having them all here and spending time with them, but I must admit the thought of having Edward to myself and not having to stay quiet immediately causes a throb between my legs and the anticipation sends a shiver down my spine. I let him know through my own look that he's going to be in so much trouble.

Once everyone has eaten their fill, the dishes are done, leftovers put away and Jack's eyes are starting to droop, Charlie and Sue bid us all goodnight with promises to pick the kids up Friday evening. After they're gone, Edward and I work together to bathe the kids and tuck them in before finally settling on the couch with some wine. Some nights we're exhausted and head straight to bed after tucking in the kids, and some nights we head straight to bed for other reasons, but now that Edward is able to be home most evenings, we try to spend a couple nights a week just talking and connecting.

Charlie decided to retire last year to spend more time with his grandchildren and Sue, who he married a few years ago.

"I'm so glad you're able to be home so much more now." I lean over, giving him a soft kiss.

"Me too. Taking over for Charlie was the right thing to do. I still get to keep my hands in the cases, but now I'm not the one having to chase down criminals. I was getting too old for that shit."

When Charlie retired he recommended Edward for the job as chief. After my assurance to support him no matter what he decided, we discussed it and weighed the pros and cons. In the end he decided to take the job. Being in law enforcement was his passion and in his heart, but with the kids came other responsibilities and to the best of his abilities, he wanted to make sure he was going to make it home every day. Taking over for Charlie was the best solution.

I snort. "Please. You know you're still in great shape and usually end up outlasting me when it comes to keeping up with the kids and in bed. But I am glad you get to be home more and aren't dealing directly with the cases as much. The kids and I need you too much for anything to happen to you. The only downside was that the department lost their best detective."

He laughs. "Better not let Jasper hear you say that."

"Whatever. He's not even a detective anymore so he can't say shit."

Five years ago, Jasper was starting to get antsy in his job. He loved law enforcement, but after solving the mystery of his brother and then having his own children, he felt a little lost career-wise. After talking things over with his shrink and Alice, he resigned from the force and opened his own PI firm.

The firm specializes in finding missing teens and long lost family. He's really good at what he does and his business took off after helping with a well-publicized case. He spoke with Edward about possibly partnering with him, but that wasn't really for him. Jasper approached Emmett once he realized Edward wasn't leaving the department. Emmett, having his own ever-growing family, took him up on it. Now today they run the best PI agency around. People come to them from all over the country. They actually sent Marcus to school and hired him to help, and Charlie has even lended a hand on occasion.

"Speaking of Jasper, he called today. They want us to come for dinner later this week if that's okay."

"Of course. I feel like I haven't seen anyone in forever."

He snickers. "Baby, we see everyone all the time."

I pout. "I know, but it never feels like enough."

He leans over and kisses my pouty lips. "We'll try to do better and see them all more if it makes you happy."

I smile. "Thank you. It would make me very happy. And speaking of seeing people, I dropped by the shelter today and talked to Maggie." I fill Edward in on Maggie and Marcus wanting us to be godparents and the name situation.

"That's really nice of them to want us to have such a huge part in their child's life." Edward loves the idea, just as I knew he would. Well, the godparent part at least. "As for the name, maybe I can talk them into using Anthony instead. It's still my name and not nearly as bad as Edward."

I giggle. "You're crazy. I love the name Edward."

He grins at me with that mischievous spark in his eyes. "I bet I can convince you that Anthony is better."

I smirk and lean close to him, lowering my voice. "Well since it's Edward I scream out every time we fuck, I'm pretty partial to that name and don't think you'll change my mind."

He points a long finger at me before trailing it down my cheek, ending with it resting against my lips. "Exactly. Do you really want to associate the name you cry out in ecstasy with a child?"

I take a second to think it over. Edward is the name I love above any other, but … "Okay, Anthony isn't that bad." We both burst out laughing.

The laughter doesn't last long when he runs his fingers through my hair and cups my head. "Just so you know, you're going to be screaming my name a lot this weekend. By Sunday you'll be hoarse."

My breath stutters at his promise before he kisses me, tilting my head so his tongue can plunge deeply within my mouth. It's wet and messy and exactly what I need. He pulls me so I'm straddling him. Within seconds I'm grinding on him, feeling his hard cock pushing against my drenched panties. I reach down for his belt and quickly get it unbuckled before going to work on the button. His hand reaches inside my yoga pants quickly finding I'm going commando tonight. His fingers skillfully find my clit knowing exactly how to play me. Right as my hands finally get his pants loose, we hear a cry. We both still instantly waiting to see if there will be another.

Another cry sounds seconds later, and we both laugh breathlessly as I stand and straighten my clothes. "I'll go check on him and meet you in bed?"

"Okay, baby."

I lean over for one quick peck before heading upstairs. We may still run extremely hot for each other, but our children are always the priority.

They are such a priority that I once again rethought my career after having Catherine. I knew I didn't want to totally be a stay at home mom. There were too many children out there that had no one, or no one worthy to take care of them. Because I couldn't turn my back on all the children in need, I trained and became a CASA volunteer. It's rewarding and I still get to be the kind of mother for my children I wish my own had been.

After a quick diaper change and tucking our little man in again, I head to our bedroom, to the man that owns my heart and soul more today than even ten years ago, so we can pick up where we left off. Edward is waiting for me in bed and we rekindle our flame from downstairs, the flame that never dies, and set each other's worlds on fire just as we've been doing since the moment we met.

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