CHAPTER 26 – Epilogue
Three months later... January...
"Him moved, Mommy!" Bethy gasped, her eyes wide as her hand was splayed flat on my stomach.
"Him did," I giggled, tucking her hair behind her ear.
I laughed, not because she hadn't felt Samuel kick before, but because he'd kicked her in the back while we were laying together on the couch. It was like he was shoving her off of him. The sibling rivalry had already started.
"What's so funny?" Edward asked, emerging from the hallway.
He was dressed in heavy boots, jeans, and a thick hoodie, because he said that if he didn't shovel the snow off the sidewalk, someone – and he wasn't naming names – would end up on their ass. Personally, I think it was himself he was referring to, but he would never admit it.
And he was a damn good sight for sore eyes, because he'd just gotten back from helping Jasper and Emmett make some emergency repairs to Jasper's dad's house. A storm had damaged the roof pretty badly, and the boys offered to help. Edward had flown them all to Texas, and it had taken almost four days to get it finished.
"Him kicked me!" Bethy told him, her voice incredulous and clearly offended, and I had to hide my laugh behind my hand.
Edward grinned, shaking his head and kneeling next to us. "Ah, he did, huh?" he asked, placing a warm hand to my stomach, but I moved it to where the wriggling was still going on.
"There, baby," I told him, watching as his face softened to a loving expression.
"Easy, Samuel," he crooned, placing a kiss over my shirt and rubbing my stomach soothingly. "We all have to share Mommy. Enjoy having her all to yourself for now, buddy," he chuckled, giving me a wink. "And you can totally blame the chili dogs for lunch on your sister."
"He has to like chilwi dogs," Bethy stated, and I half expected her to roll her eyes. "Who doesn't like chilwi dogs?"
"You tell him, little sweetness," he chuckled, kissing her sweet nose before standing up. He cupped my face, bending down to kiss my lips. "I'm going to shovel the snow. And then I'm going to try and finish the changing table. Okay, love?"
"You're staining in the winter?" I asked him.
He laughed, shaking his head. "I had heaters in there, but it's stained. I just need to add the knobs and attach the top part. I didn't get a chance before I left."
"Oh," I sighed, nodding a bit. "I should waddle out to the office and check on the girls. They had a few security jobs and one prospective client call to make."
"Just...don't overdo it, sweetness," he ordered, helping me to my feet. "The doc said..."
"I know," I whined, rolling my eyes up to his. "I'm only walking in there. It's not like I'm guarding some rock star. And I should thank you for setting Alec on me for four days like a rabid mother hen."
He smirked, but nodded, walking me to the front door, because there wasn't a force of nature that could stop his over-protectiveness. Not that I wanted him to stop, because it was one of his most loving features.