60 – BPOV
The night Edward and I consummated our relationship was the last night we slept apart.
We tried the next night to go back to the way things had been. But then heard him knocking on our adjoining bedroom wall and the next thing I knew, Brandon was asleep in the guest bedroom and Edward was laying in my bed next to me.
To the outside world, it may have been quick. To them, we'd only known each other for a few months but to us, it had been much longer.
During the week, I'd gotten up the courage to tell my parents about Lightning and Bean. Mom thought it was sweet while dad harrumphed and mumbled about stalkers.
In the end, it didn't matter. I had Edward and that was all that mattered.
I kept my apartment for all of three months after that. We just merged into his very well. Emily took up his spare bedroom while most of my things melded along with Edward's.
It had taken me years to realize that I needed to come back to my home town.
Not wanting to leave a life I clung to had taken a toll on me but, eventually I had to move on.
No matter what I told myself, taking the long way home turned out to be the best decision I'd ever made.
Six months after we were 'official', Edward asked for my hand in marriage.
A month later, we moved out of the apartment and into our own house.
Three months after buying our house, we were married by the justice of the peace in our backyard as our closest friends and family watched over us.
Nine months after that, we welcomed little Jacob Charles Cullen into our family. Edward picked the name, saying something about a story he'd told his parents. I didn't ask, it was a sweet name for our little redheaded bundle that looked like a miniature Edward or even Brandon.
Brandon and Emily were officially big brother and sister to our little guy.
Emily was thrilled. She loved Edward and even started calling him daddy.
Carlisle and Esme were happy about all the changes. Carlisle retired soon after we told him about the pregnancy which made Edward ridiculously happy.
My parents were ecstatic. Not only did they gain one grand child into their lives when I moved from Chicago, but it didn't take very long before they had three of them to coddle.
Within a few years, our lives had been turned upside down and then righted again.
I'd never been happier.
Well...that's all folks!
I really hope you enjoyed reading this little drabble. It was the hardest story for me to write for some reason. The characters just did not cooperate! lol
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