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Bella's POV, 5 years later

I was running around the house frantically trying to pick up after Rebecca, Tommy and Guiliana. We were having Christmas at our house this year. I don't know what I was thinking with two five year olds, a toddler and Edward. Between the 3 of them, I was going to have to hire full time help just for cleaning up their clutter. I tossed the toys in the toy bin and tied my hair up in a ponytail. I would give almost anything for an hour nap and a shower. I checked the clock again; only two more hours and Edward would be home with the kids. At least I would have backup.

"Knock knock," a voice called from the front hallway.

"In here!" I called; a little embarrassed the house was still such a wreck.

"I had a little free time and thought I would come to help my favorite daughter in law!" Esme said, hugging me. She looked like she stepped out of a fashion magazine, as always. I felt suddenly self-conscious in my jeans and white t-shirt.

"Oh, thank you Esme. You're so sweet. Can I get you a cup of tea or coffee or anything?" I asked, brushing my hair out of my face. I felt like a mess.

"No thank you, sweetheart. I'm okay for now. Why don't I finish up down here and you go take a shower and relax for bit before the kids get home," she suggested. I nearly cried at her kindness.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," I said, hugging her tightly. Since becoming a mother, my two favorite things were sleeping and showering. It was weird though, since I felt like I never got to do much of either. I was surprised Edward and I still had sex as much as we did, though it was substantially less than before the kids came.

Before she could change her mind, I ran upstairs to shower. I peeled off my clothes and started the shower. I waited until steam had overtaken the bathroom. I stepped into the shower and allowed the hot water to cascade down my naked body. I knew I didn't have long before the kids came home, so I tried to hurry so I could take a bit of a nap. I was just about to turn the water off when I heard someone come in the bathroom. Edward must be home early. I didn't say anything, wanting to soak up my last moments of silence. Before I knew it, Edward was stepping into the shower with me. We hadn't showered together in years.

"Excuse me, have we met?" I asked, a little caught off guard. He didn't say anything, only gave me that crooked smile that always made me fall just a bit more in love with him. He kissed my neck, slowly moving up to my lips. His hands slid up my thighs before dipping beneath my knees. In one swift motion, he lifted me up, pinning me against the white tiled wall of our shower. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders to steady myself.

"What are you doing?" I asked with a smile, arching an eyebrow.

"What does it look like? Fucking my wife," he said roughly. He thrust into me and my eyes rolled back. I dug my heels into his muscular back. He picked up his face, thrusting into me harder and faster. I had to bite my bottom lip to keep from screaming. My head fell onto his shoulder. He pulled my legs a little further apart, pushing them so that each of my knees was against the wall. I could feel my orgasm building in the pit of my stomach as he thrust deeper and deeper. A moan escaped my lips as my walls clamped down around him. He finished seconds after me, moaning into my mouth. Slowly, he released me. My legs felt like Jell-O. I kept my arms around him, pressing my body against his. He pressed his forehead to mine, both of us trying to catch our breaths.

"That. Was. Amazing," he panted, sliding his hand from my hip to my upper thigh.

"You are amazing," I amended, kissing his collarbone. "I've missed us," I admitted. He smiled and kissed me sweetly on the lips. Slow and tender. Feeling myself get wrapped up in my husband, I had to pull away. He looked a little surprised. He brushed the hair out of my eyes.

"The kids…we should go help your mother," I said it as if it were a question. Edward shook his head.

"They're fine." He promised.

"Can we move this to the bedroom then? I'm getting cold", I admitted. His hands slid up my hips over my stomach to my breasts.

"I see that," he said, arching an eyebrow. He kissed my collarbone once more before turning off the water. I stepped out, wrapping a big fluffy towel around me and handing one to Edward. He shook his head and dropped his to the floor. He took the corner of mine, which was tucked beneath my armpit and slowly pulled it off me, letting it fall to the floor with his. He swooped me up into his arms and carried me into our bedroom. He set me on our bed and I crawled under the covers, pulling his body close to mine.

"I love you," he said with an intensity and sincerity I don't know that I've ever heard from him before in our marriage. He rolled to his side and propped himself up on his elbow. He moved the covers to expose my naked body. He cupped my breast, his thumb circling my nipple. My left hand played with his hair, my other hand resting on the pillow beside my head. His hand traveled down slowly, lingering on my stomach. He lowered his mouth to mine, kissing me slowly as his hand continued to ghost down my thigh. I spread my legs slightly as his hand massaged the inside of my upper thighs. Even after all these years, my body still responded to his touch. And just then, there was a knock at the door. Edward groaned, pressing his forehead to mine as he lifted the covers over our bodies.

"Yes?" Edward answered, sounding aggravated. I sunk lower into the covers.

"Mommy, Tommy was trying to hold Guiliana and dropped her!" Rebecca called. I gasped, flying out of bed. I quickly pulled on a pair of red and green flannel pajamas, a bra and a green t-shirt and hurried downstairs. I could hear my poor little girl screaming from the top of the stairs. I ran as quickly as my feet could carry me to the living room downstairs. Esme had gotten there first, holding Guiliana tightly in her arms. The moment she saw me, her little fists grasped for me. She had great big crocodile tears cascading down her face and an angry red mark on the side of her face where she must have fallen.

"Bella, I'm so sorry. I turned my back for a second," Esme apologized.

"It's okay, it was just an accident," I assured her, scooping my little Guiliana into my arms. She clung to me like a koala bear to a eucalyptus tree. She buried her face into my neck. I heard Edward come into the room behind me, dressed in dark jeans and a red polo shirt.

"Tommy, what happened?" Edward asked him, exasperated. This wasn't the first time it had happened. I kissed the top of Guiliana's head, my fingers gently playing with her curls as her sobs turned to small hiccups.

"I'm sorry daddy," Tommy apologized, staring at his feet. "I was going to pick her up but she slipped," he shrugged. Edward picked up Tommy to hold him.

"Buddy, you have to stop picking her up unless mommy or daddy is here to help you. She's just too big to pick up on your own now," Edward said. Rebecca came running back into the room then, clinging to my side. I put my free hand on her shoulder, hugging her the best I could.

"Did you have fun at daycare, sweetheart?" I asked her quietly. She shook her head. She hated daycare and school; she just wanted to stay home with me a lot. I only had her go to daycare every one and awhile, just to get her exposed to other kids.

"Okay guys, lets go get ready for tonight. Do you know what tonight is?" I asked excitedly. Rebecca's eyes were wild with excitement.

"Kissmas Eve!" she shouted. Edward and I nodded, exchanging a glance.

"I don't know, kiddo. Do you think you were good this year?" Edward teased. Rebecca looked insulted.

"Duh, dad". She said with a roll of the eyes. Puberty was going to be tons of fun with this one.

"Daddy can you get Rebecca and Tommy dressed for tonight?" I asked Edward, shifting Guiliana to my other arm. She was growing quickly. Edward nodded and grabbed Rebecca's hand, taking her upstairs.

"Sorry we interrupted your alone time," Esme apologized again.

"Don't be. Thank you so much for helping. It was plenty to get my head straight again," I laughed. Although I imagine I'll have to take a second shower since I didn't get the chance to blow dry or brush it out. Not that I am complaining. Mind blowing sex with my husband was definitely the priority. It had been long overdue.

That evening, the whole family was over for Christmas Eve. Cullen Christmases have become a treasured tradition in my life. We always unwrap one gift Christmas Eve and then put all the kids to bed and the adults stay up to watch Christmas movies. It's usually one big slumber party, two-day marathon of Christmas. Rosalie and Emmett just had a baby girl whom they named Holly. She was the spitting image of Emmett. We're hoping she'll grow out of it soon. Alice and Jasper announced at Thanksgiving that she was expecting. Alice and pregnancy hormones…we're all excited to see what that will bring. I was finishing up in the kitchen as Esme got everyone situated in the dining room.

"Do you need help with anything, love?" Edward asked, wrapping his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder. I turned in his arms and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him.

"Not right now," I smiled seductively. "However, I would like a little more of what happened today," I whispered against his lips. He instructively leaned his body into mine. He slipped his hands beneath my shirt, tracing the material of my bra.

"We have every day of forever for that," he said.

"Promise?" I asked.

"Promise," he responded, without a thought. "In fact, I insist on it".

The End.

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