Impossible Possibilities

Chapter 5

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Impossible Possibilities

Chapter Five

BPOV

How transparent can he be!

Slamming my hand down on the soap dispenser with more force than necessary, I ran over the past few days in my head. Three days had passed on Isle Esme. Three days with zero response from my husband! I'd tried everything to seduce him and failed every single time. I had even stooped low enough to ask Alice and Rosalie for advice. The barely there lace negligee they purchased for me did not get the desired result I was after. I'd sauntered into our bedroom and fixed Edward with my most seductive stare. As I was stalking my prey - fully intending to take what I wanted – I was quickly scooped up into his arms and wrapped in a bathrobe before I could fully comprehend what was happening. At my confused expression, the only answer I received was a hasty, "You'll freeze wearing this"...

That was last night and my hormones were still on red alert. At first I had believed Edwards reasoning in wanting to wait until our baby was born before being intimate again. But my doubts were growing stronger every time I thought over his behaviour. When we were snuggled together on the sofa watching an old movie with Carlisle and Esme, he had covered me from the neck down with a thick blanket. When we were lounging in the shade by the pool, he'd ran off into the house only to reappear seconds later with one of his long sleeved shirts for me to cover up with. Then last night when I had worn my new negligee, he wrapped me in that damn bathrobe before I could even blink.

It all pointed in one direction... I repulse him.

Of course I do! Who would want to see my enormous belly, swollen feet and stretch marks uncovered! He would never find this whale of a body attractive. Over the last three days my bump had grown rapidly. We estimated I was about 7 months pregnant from the measurements of my belly Carlisle was taking regularly. The others were placing bets on our baby's arrival. From the increasing strength and vigor of my little nudger's movements, I guessed we wouldn't have too long to find out. I only hope the girls have the nursery ready by then...

"Love are you alright in there?" Edward's anxious voice called from the other side of the bathroom door.

As much as I love my husband, his over protectiveness was beginning to get on my nerves. Every where I go he's there watching my every step. He refuses to let me use the stairs, carrying me up and down them as needed. If I'm on my feet for more than 10 minutes he starts pacing and gestures to the sofa pleadingly. Hell, If In his opinion I haven't eaten enough, he dazzles his way into making me even more food.

As if I needed more food! I'm a whale!

"Yes I'm fine. I'll be out in a second." I tried to keep my reply friendly, but knowing that I would be escorted back to my seat as soon as I step out of the bathroom was making me snappier than intended.

Checking my reflection in the mirror one more time, I dried my hands and unlocked the door. There leaning against the wall outside the bathroom stood my Adonis. He was trying to appear casual but I could see the anxiousness radiating from his posture. He hates to have me out of his site for more than a few minutes. I don't mind our joint showers but I refuse to let him accompany me to the bathroom for my human moments.

Closing the gap between us quickly he pulled me gently into his arms. Nuzzling into his body - inhaling his scent – I felt my frustrations melting away.

"Would you like to watch a movie or maybe read for a while before Carlisle calls for us?"

I thought over his question while we walked into the living room. Carlisle usually records my progress at 3pm every day and seeing as it was 2.20pm now I didn't see the point in getting absorbed into anything just yet.