“Edward, there are no ‘left over feelings’ for Jacob. I married you. You are my husband. I love you. It’s just that . . . we won’t be able to be friends anymore and I know that I knew that before, but it’s just more real now you know?”

He nodded a silent response in my direction. After a minute of looking into each others eyes, he bent down and kissed me softly. There was so much pure love and relief in his kiss that I almost cried out. To make sure there would be no further doubts, I eagerly kissed back. Probably a little too eager I noted as he stopped and pulled away.

“Bella,” he breathed only inches from my face. His breath, his lips, his eyes, his everything was dazzling me. “I love you.”

“I love you too Edward.” Nothing could be truer.

He laid us both back onto the bed, moving me to his side, and pulling me against him. I loved when he held me. We said nothing for a long time, just simply enjoying each other’s company. The silence could only last so long though.

“Edward?”

“Mm,” he mumbled sleepily, and I giggled.

“Why is Alice so mad about this?”

“Alice,” he asked surprised.

“Yeah.”

“Well, she absolutely hates it when you are upset. She doesn’t want anyone or anything to harm you, or the baby, and if anyone tries she will rip out their throat . . . exact quote.”

“Aww,” I started to tear up again. It still boggled my mind that she could care about me so much.

“We all do Bella. None of us wants anything bad for you. You’re family, always have been, and will be.”

He kissed the top of my head and I began drifting off to sleep. Crying really took a lot out of you, or maybe it was the pregnancy, but I was quickly down for the count.

When I woke up I was still in the same position. Edward had never left my side. It was still comforting to know that he stayed. That he didn’t get bored with me even when I was asleep.

“Hello sleepyhead,” he greeted me sounding cheerful.

“Edward do you think I’ll be a good mother,” the words were out of my mouth before I even knew what I was saying.

By the sudden hardness of his posture I could tell that he was undoubtedly as taken aback as myself.

“Of course I do. Why would you even ask that?”

“Well, why do you think that?”

He turned me over to face him before continuing. It was difficult to see his face in the darker light of evening, but his eyes were bright with emotion.

“You are smart, kind, strong, loving, and undeniably unselfish. You’ll do anything for the ones you love, anything for your family. You will be a great mother.”

“You’ll be a great father Edward.” There I go again with the water works. When will it end?

“I know,” he replied with that crooked grin of his. “Now, we should get you something to eat. You must be famished.”

He was my knight in shining armor, always saving me, even if it was only from potential starvation. I laughed as we went downstairs. No matter what was to come in the future, we would all be alright. I had him, he had me, and we had our baby. Everything would be fine.