Author's Note: **Cowers behind chair** I'm sooooo sorry it's been like a year since I updated. I could go on and on with excuses, I had back surgery, I need to get a new laptop charger cord in order to use my laptop, which is the only computer I can actually update on at my house (I'm using my Aunt's), and my dad, who I was really close to, just recently passed away. But, the truth is, I lost my inspiration for this story for a while, which is why I'm apologizing for the crappiness of this chapter, I wrote it quickly while at my Aunt's so I could get something up before I have to leave. I partly found it, but until I get all the way inspired again, which I know I will, it'll take some time though, I won't be doing much updating. I promise not to let it go so long next time though. Pleaseeee don't hate me. =)

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I responded eagerly and pulled her onto my lap, my hands started to play with her hair. "I love you, too." She mumbled against my lips. I pulled away from her and stared wide eyed into her chocolate brown eyes.

"Really?" She nodded and gave me a wide smile. "Well, Alice will be happy to hear that." She laughed and then pressed her lips to mine once more.

You can't imagine how happy both Alice and Esme were to hear that Edward and I were together. Alice looked like a little kid on Christmas morning and Esme looked like she might cry. That was about a week ago, and my relationship with Edward was absolutely wonderful. He's absolutely amazing and I really do love him. I seriously can see myself being with him for the rest of my life. Still, these feelings scared me; I've never felt this strongly for a person before.

"Bella!" Edward's velvet voice rang from down the hallway. "Have you seen Alice's present?" Today's Alice's birthday and Edward and I were getting ready to head over to the apartment that she shared with Jasper for her party. I was standing in the kitchen, a bowl in my hand full of cake batter that I was currently stirring. I didn't think I was much of a baker, but Alice requested - well, demanded really - that I bake her a cake and it was her birthday, so who was I to say no? "I need to wrap it," Edward said as he entered the kitchen, looking around. I spun around and looked around, trying to find the box of shoes we had gotten for her.

"It's over, there." I used my spoon full of batter to point to the table behind him without even thinking about it and regretted it the moment I did. Not because it had dripped on the kitchen floor, but because Edward was standing close enough that the batter flew off the spoon and landed on his face. And I tried, but I couldn't help myself from laughing as I said, "Oh! I'm sorry."

He closed his eyes and wiped the batter away from his eyes. "You think it's funny?"

"Well...yeah." I only laughed harder, putting down the bowl and spoon. I turned to the paper towel holder and ripped off a piece of it and then I spun around again to hand it to him, only to get a cloud full of flour blown in my face. "Edward!" I could hear him laughing even though I couldn't see.

"What? I'm dirty and now so are you." Oh, really? Well two can play at that game, Mr. Cullen. Once I could see again, I reached behind me and grabbed an egg from the container and smirked at him. "Bella? What are you going to do with that?" He backed up a few steps until his back was pressed up against the refrigerator. Ha! Now he has nowhere to run. I gave him a smirk before reaching up and cracking the egg over his head, letting the yolk and all drip from the cracked shell into his hair. Tossing the broken egg shells aside, I moved away from him, expecting him to get some kind of revenge on me. Instead, he grabbed my hand and turned me around to face him. My back was against the counter and Edward placed his hands on the counter's edge on either side of my waist, pushing himself against me. He didn't say anything and I was confused and anxious as to what he was going to do. That is, until he leaned in and pressed his lips against my neck. The thing I was able to do was gasp at first and then it was hard to breathe.

The sound of the front door opening caused Edward to pull away from me, but, other than that, we didn't move.

"Hey! Eddie, Bella, we're -" Emmett stopped and started at us for a moment or so, probably because we both a mess. "Um...am I interrupting something?" He asked, covering his eyes with his hands. Rose walked in half a second later, looked at Edward and me, and then covered her mouth in a failed attempt to quiet her laughter.

"No, Emmett." Edward said as I tried to slow down my pounding heartbeat. "I was just about to take a shower." And, with that, he disappeared down the hallway.

"Bella," Rose began. She was still laughing. Normally I would have glared at her, but I still have having trouble breathing. "Are you alright? You look a bit flustered."

Emmett guffawed.

I wanted to tell her to fuck off but all I managed to say was, "I'm fine." In hopes they would drop the subject; I said nothing more and turned to pour the cake batter into the pan so I could put it in the oven. "What are you guys doing here so early?" I asked once I had finally regained my usual voice. "We're not leaving for a couple of hours."

Emmett grinned. "Rosie here was anxious to come see you, and you know how those pregnancy hormones make her act." Rose was only just beginning to show. Unless you already knew she was pregnant, you wouldn't have been able to guess just by looking at her.

Rose sent her husband a glare as he made his way into the living room. Then she looked at me. "He wanted to play COD."

"What happened to his game?"

"He got really mad at something that happened in the game yesterday. Smashed the whole damn game system to bits."

"No! But I thought he loved that thing?" Emmett may be a twenty three year old man, but he will always be a thirteen year old at heart.

"I know. But he just got so angry. I come home from the store and he's standing in the middle of the living room, looking like someone just killed his best friend, with his Xbox in pieces around him."

"Oh, poor Emmett." There was absolutely no point in trying to cover up my laughter because Rose was laughing harder than I was.

"He knows I'll buy him another one for his birthday. Which is why he wanted to come over and use Edward's."

There were a few moments of silence before I changed the subject. "When do you find out the sex of the baby?"

"Not for another two months or so." She looked down and rested a hand on her growing abdomen.

"What do you want?" The question came out weird. It sounded like I was talking about food or something rather than a baby.

"As long as it's healthy, I don't care."

"And Emmett?"

"He says he doesn't care either, but I think he secretly wants a boy."

"Someone he can play COD with constantly."

Rose threw her head back and laughed. "Exactly."

Edward emerged from the bathroom half a second later, wearing a plain white tee and jeans. His bronze hair was an entire shade darker due to the fact that he had just gotten out of the shower. "Where's Emmett?"

Before either Rose or I could answer, Emmett's booming voice filled the apartment. "What the hell? He didn't even shoot me! I shot him!"

The three of us looked in the direction of the living room in silence, I was waiting to hear the smash of something breaking but it never came. Then Rose spoke. "And that man is going to be a father in a few months..."

Edward and I laughed. "You better get in there before he breaks your Xbox too." Edward's eyes grew three times bigger before he hurried out of the room.

"Men." Rose and I said at the same time, rolling our eyes.

I opened my mouth to say something to Rose but instead Edward's voice drifted into the room. "Emmett!" He yelled.

"Uh-oh. Can you go play referee while I go change?" I asked Rose, looking down at the old, torn sweat pants I was wearing. Alice would be very upset if I wore them to her party. With another laugh, Rose nodded and got up from her seat.

I decided that since it was Alice's birthday, I would not wear the simple blouse and jeans I would normally wear. Instead I picked out a navy blue casual dress that Alice had picked out for me, of course, and black flats - I don't care what Alice says, heels are not my friend. I left my long hair down, tugging a brush through its waves, and then turning to look in the full length mirror attached to the closet door. I smiled at my reflection. Yes, Alice would be pleased.

Ding! The noise of the oven timer echoed down the hall. As I put in my pearl earrings, I rushed out of my bedroom so I could take it out of the oven and let it cool before I could decorate it.

"Are you done yet?" Emmett moaned from his spot at the kitchen table about an hour and a half later.

"Emmett," I hissed, sending him a quick glare and fighting the urge to throw something at him before I turned back to the cake. I finished writing Alice's name with pink frosting on the cake and then beamed. "Done!"

"Finally!" And then Emmett was instantly out the door, Rose following quickly behind him.

"You look beautiful," Edward whispered in my ear as we walked a distance away from Emmett and Rose towards his Volvo. As always, I blushed and muttered a thank you.

"You better drive nice and slow," I warned Edward once we were in the car, the cake safely on my lap. "If anything happens to this damn cake, you will be facing Alice's wrath."

Edward laughed but said nothing.

He had always been a dangerous driver. There's never been an accident, but he has had to slam on the breaks in several occasions. That day, however, he actually did the speed limit. Of course, he was bitching and moaning the entire way about driving so slow, but I knew he really didn't mind. First of all, I knew he would feel bad since Alice really did want this stupid cake. And second, I knew he didn't want to deal with an angry Alice, especially on her birthday.

Fifteen minutes later, we were walking down the hallway to Alice's 14C apartment. Edward had opened the door and we took one step into the kitchen, each one of us freezing instantly when we heard a small "Oh my god," coming from the living room. It was Alice, of course. Then there was silence and I thought it might be safe to continue but then Jasper spoke.

"Alice?" His voice was also quiet.

"Yes! Yes yes yes!" Alice squealed.

"Should we come back later?" Emmett whispered from behind me. Before any of us could respond to him, Alice came bursting into the room with a tear streaked face but wearing the biggest grin. She was waving her left hand around and nearly knocked the cake out of my hands, so I decided it was best to put it down at a nearby table. Alice would be upset if it got ruined.

"I'm getting married!" Alice sang, flashing the sparkling engagement ring in front of my face.

Author's Note: I have been looking at this for about twenty minutes thinking, how can I make this better? And yet nothing seems to be coming to mind, so I guess this will have to do for now. I promise, the next chapter will be better, maybe even epic? I'm going to try my hardest anyway.

There is not preview this time, sorry. But I will tell you next time will involve the boys tuxedo shopping I think.