SM owns it, Dollybigmomma rocks it, even with strep throat. This whole story is in Edward's pov.

Chapter 25 – Getting Some

Babies were a lot of work. I didn't give a shit how cute they were; they were a lot of damned hard work. Don't get me wrong, my son was worth the trouble, most of the time, but others, I wished he would just shut the hell up and let me and my girl sleep. She hadn't touched my dick in forever. Once her six weeks was up, she let me hit that. I knew to be careful with her, so I was, but after that, nothing. She was always so damn busy, either with him, the house, catching some sleep, or a shower. I knew she still wanted me with her, because she followed me around with our little noise maker. Wherever I was sitting, she was sitting. Whatever room I was in, she was in. If she got the baby down to sleep, she'd pull me into bed next to her. Unfortunately, it was not for sex, but for actual sleeping. We were both pretty tired.

I tried to help, but I was taking on-line classes this semester, and it was nearly impossible to concentrate with the baby fussing and me not getting anything for over a month! The little shit was going on three months old and he'd seen more tit action from Bella than I'd had our whole relationship. I was at my wits' end, or dick's end. I had to have some pussy and fast.

Bella's phone rang, but she couldn't hear it over our screaming baby. He was probably in the middle of a diaper change. He didn't like his junk hanging out. That was one thing we didn't have in common. I was considering forgoing clothes just to see if I could at least get a little hand action from my girl.

I answered her phone because she sure as hell wasn't gonna get it. It was Grams.

"Edward, how are you doing?"

I glanced at the door with the screaming baby behind it. "I'm not sure."

"Not sure?"

"Are babies supposed to cry about everything?"

"What do you mean?"

"The little shit is fussing over everything…Bella's boob, his diaper, his blanky, even his pacifier. Thank god for his pacifier. I don't think we'd ever get any sleep without it."

"It's good that he's taking one. Not all babies do. It does sound like you two need a break, though. When was the last time you took her out on a date?"

Date? Did bringing her a sandwich before I fucked her count as a date? Maybe kidnapping her was. We did go out of town like serious couples did. I didn't think that counted, actually. I did buy her dinner at that casino that was kind of fancy. Unfortunately, she got food poisoning…

"Edward, when was the last time you took her out?"

"Well, we were so busy with school, and then the shit with Phil and then the baby…"

"Oh, goodness gracious, I'll be over this evening at six. Tell her that you're taking her out."

"Why do you need to come over if we're not going to be here?"

"To babysit, silly, you both need a break."

"You want us to leave the baby here?"

"Yes, Edward, it's called babysitting."


"Edward, she's in need of a break just as much as you. You don't have to stay out long, but you both need some time away from the baby to just relax. Take her to dinner, and if you don't want to be gone so long his first time being babysat, maybe just get some ice cream instead of going to a movie. Or you can maybe pick one up to bring home and watch. I don't mind staying here while you watch a movie with your girl."


"You're not getting out of this. Tell your girl I'll be there at six. You'll know I'm doing the right thing when you tell her. Edward, she needs a break, you need to give it to her if she's going to stay sane."

Grams was sounding right, and I didn't like it.

"I'll see you at six, dear, love you." She hung up on me before I could come up with an argument against going out. I figured I might as well run it past Bella. I was sure she'd put her foot down.

When I told Bella about Grams babysitting, she looked at me confused. "She's coming over?"

"Yes, she wants us to go on a date."

She shifted the baby, and he burped like a beer drinking champion. "She's going to stay here with Jacob?"

"That's what she said, but if you want me to put the kibosh on it, I'll tell her no."

"Do you want to take me on a date?" She was watching me carefully.

"I, uh…" My unsure stutter upset her. Her eyes watered like she was about to blow into a full-out crying fit. "Yes, it's just…he's so young. Should we leave him?"

Her expression changed immediately. She was in my arms, squishing our little boy, but he didn't seem to mind. "He is young, but maybe if we aren't gone long it'll be okay. Maybe just an hour and then come home."

I guess there was no harm in that. I just didn't like leaving my kid alone. "Grams said something about getting dinner and maybe ice cream if you didn't want to stay out. She said maybe you'd want to get a movie to bring home. She's okay with staying and taking care of him even if we're here."

Her body turned a little, giving Jacob room to squirm, and she hugged me tighter with her free arm and kept her face buried in my chest. She grinned up at me, "What time will she be here?"

"She said six."

My girl was excited. I guess Grams was right after all.

"Do you mind taking care of Jacob while I get ready? He's ready to play for a bit then take a nap."

It seemed like he always took a nap after whatever he did. I took him in my arms, kissing his little head. He gave me that gummy smile that was real, the one that made me feel like a million bucks, because he was so happy to see me. His little hand stretched out, patting my face, and I couldn't help but catch it in my mouth, going for the gold. He had a perfect laugh, or should I say squeal. He loved it when his daddy would get him. Then I took to blowing raspberries on his chubby neck while he giggled and pulled my hair. I saw a flash out of the corner of my eye, and when I looked up, it was Bella taking a picture with her phone. She took another of us, showing our cheesy grins, before she came over, kissing my lips. "He definitely has his daddy's smile."

Jacob squealed, trying to get her attention. She kissed him, leaving him in my arms so she could get dressed. While they both were distracted, I reached up her robe and grabbed her ass. She jumped a little and gave me that sexy smile. Maybe I could get her into the back seat? We left her to get dressed, and I took my happy boy to the front room to rock him to sleep. He fussed a little at first, but once I got that pacifier in his mouth, he settled right down.

Bella heard the knock on the front door and went to answer it. "Don't open that," I warned.

She peeked out the peephole, "It's just Grams," she said opening the door with no concern for herself at all. Didn't she know how important she was to me and now little Jacob as well? If she wasn't around, who'd make him boob juice? I was pretty sure he was attached to her for other reason, but I think that would be the most pressing one.

Grams came in, hugging my girl. When she set her eyes on me in the rocker, I swear she teared up. She took a picture with her phone, and I wondered what the hell was with all the picture taking today. Grams came over and kissed me on my head. "Oh, Edward, you're such a wonderful father." She cupped my cheeks, looking at me all watery-eyed. "I'm so proud of you."

I still didn't understand why she was so proud of me, but there was no question, she was proud of me. It made me self-conscience. I gave her a small smile, trying to hide how I really felt, and let her take the baby from me.

"He'll be out for about two hours, maybe three. You have mine and Edward's numbers. If he wakes up earlier, call us. He'll want to eat."

"My boy loves him some boob," I whispered in her ear.

She blushed, "So does his father."

I took her to a little café close by. She grabbed my hand and pulled me into the booth next to her. She snuggled into my side and let out a relieved sigh. I just wrapped my arm around her, letting her sit in peace for a minute. That was the whole point, wasn't it?

"Edward," she spoke softly, and I worried she was going to say something bad. "You know we both need help, right?"

"With what?"

She looked up at me with sad eyes. "I'm messed up, and the fact that you kidnapped me is a pretty good marker for you having some issues, too."

"You weren't taking care of yourself."

"I wasn't, and I knew you would. You always said you wouldn't hurt me."

"I won't," I kissed her lips lightly.

"I want to be a good mom to Jacob."

"You're the best."

"I could be better, Edward. Rose had been getting on me since the moment we met to get counseling."

"The moment you met?"

Bella looked away, not wanting to answer, but I wasn't having any of that. "Where did you meet her?"

"She walked in on me with her boyfriend."

"Jesus, Lord, and she's still your friend?" Holy shit, I would have never guessed.

"She said she saw something she recognized all too well. We both left Royce's place, never to return. I didn't tell her about my past, but she guessed parts of it based on her own experiences. She helped keep me hidden from my mom without question. She just said if that's what I needed then that's what I'd get, end of discussion. I really should call her sometime. It's been about a month."

"You've been talking to Rose?" When the hell had she had time to talk to Rose?

"She's been pushing me to get into counseling. It's more important now since I'm a mom that I'm mentally healthy. I want you to go with me, for a mental health checkup."

I wanted to tell her hell no, but she started sliding her hand up my thigh. "Just a checkup," I agreed.

I let out a sad sigh when her hand left my thigh and reached for her drink. I dropped my nose into her hair, wondering if she would mind if we got dessert to go.

"I didn't do it on purpose."

I had no idea what she was talking about. When I pulled back to look at her face, she was worrying her lip.

"I've wondered if you really believed me, but I didn't."

"What didn't you do on purpose?"

"Get pregnant. Edward, I didn't mean for it to happen. I knew you weren't ready, and I was barely sane enough to keep it together myself. The last thing we needed was a baby. I was upset I'd miscarried in Vegas, because it reminded me of what I could never have, and why I was so messed up."

Her eyes were getting watery, so I kissed her nose. "Hey, I know, I get it. It was an accident."

"Yes, it really was. I should've been fine. It was only one pill, but those damn dead rats in the Arizona heat made me sick. I didn't even stop to consider that I might've thrown up my pill. I'm so sorry."

I pulled her into my lap, kissing her lips, letting her know that I really did understand.

Once we left the restaurant, I led her to the car I'd parked behind the place near some big bushes. I was hoping for a little something, anything really, before we went home.

She must not have noticed our surroundings when we arrived, but now that it was dark, her eyes recognized we were in a secluded place. She curled into my side and was surprised when I opened her door and climbed in first. It only took a moment for her to catch on. I pulled her into my lap and hit the lock button. I didn't care what she did, I just needed something. Thank god she jumped right in, palming me and popping buttons. I was beginning to think she didn't want me anymore. It seemed like forever, but it really was just seconds before I was deep inside her. I let out a sigh of relief. I hadn't realized I wasn't just horny, but I needed to connect with her to center myself. My lips found hers as we struggled to kiss and move, but I wasn't giving up, either, while I had them. She moved down to my neck and I lost it. I was so pissed at myself for not making it last longer, but give me a break. It had been over a month! I had been seriously pussy deprived. It was messing with my game, but then again, Bella wasn't a game, and she didn't seem to care at all. She just reached into the back seat and grabbed a box of baby wipes. She cleaned us both up, and when I reached to get her off, she stopped me.

"It'll make me leak. Let me feed the baby first and then we'll do this again."

"Promise?" I kissed her, begging for her to tell me she really was going to give me more at home.

"Yeah, baby, after Jacob's fed and down for the night, unless you have homework?" she donned a little pout.

I kissed her hard and growled, "Homework can wait." Of course, I was so worn out, I knew I wouldn't be getting it up in the car again, so I figured we might as well get home and work toward getting our son to bed.

When I turned down our street, my heart raced. There was a car in front of my house I didn't recognize. I felt Bella's grip tighten on my thigh as I floored it. I knew I shouldn't have left my son.

I sprinted to the door, nearly taking it off its hinges, only to find Grams staring down my grandfather with disdain. I was ready to deck the bastard for freaking me out.

"Well, look who's home," he smirked. The only thing that stopped me from decking him was Bella's hand on my arm. She gave it a little squeeze.

"Why don't you go check on the baby?"

"Yes, run along and check on the little bastard."

He didn't see it coming. When he looked up from the floor at us astonished, he had no idea what had happened. There was no way in hell I'd let him call my son a bastard. My fist proved that. Grams shocked the hell out of us all when she grabbed him by his tie and roughly pulled him up, "You call my grandbaby that again and you'll be washing your own damn shirts. Now get out of here! Right now!"

He looked completely stunned, and then he glared at us as he got up off the floor. Grams didn't give him a chance to retaliate; she just shoved him hard out the door. They stepped outside and I could hear Grams snapping at him like an angry Chihuahua, but you couldn't hear what she was saying.

"I'm going to check on Jacob." Bella was holding her boobs like she did when they were about to explode. They had a way of going off right when he woke up. Sure enough, she wasn't three steps down the hall when we heard him start to fuss.

I stood by the door guarding it. I wouldn't let my grandfather in here again. Moments later, Grams came in looking a little haggard, but she smiled. "Well, now that's taken care of, what else do you and your girl have planned?"

"She's feeding the baby right now."

She nodded, waiting for me to elaborate. When I didn't, she touched my hand. "I took his key, Edward." She passed it to me. "He won't be back."

"Why was he here?"

"The lease is up at the end of the month."

My body sagged. "Jesus, does it ever stop?"

She squeezed the hand she was holding. "I don't think so. It hasn't stopped for us yet."

"We need to get a cheaper place. We can't afford this, the baby and college. I have to go to college if I'm gonna be able to take care of them."

"I know, dear. You don't need to worry about rent, though; it'll be taken care of."

"I don't want to be indebted to that asshole."

"Oh, I know, but when we went to buy the house, they had to put it in my name, because he owned too many properties. So, you're not indebted to him, and I only want the best for my grandbabies," she gave me cheeky grin. "Don't ever underestimate me, honey. Every time your grandfather does, he regrets it."

"Thanks, Grams."

"So, now that that's settled, were you and Bella going to watch some TV in your bedroom while I take care of our little Jacob?" I glanced down the hallway toward my girl and had to control my hand from palming myself. "Make sure the TV is turned up, dear," she winked at me and left to go get my boy.

Hot damn, I was gonna get some.

A/N Thanks for reading, please review and don't forget to turn the TV up.