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{Bella's POV}

"Baby! Food's here!" I heard Noah close the door behind him, as I ran down the stairs at full speed. I nearly bumped into him. "Woah there, pretty baby. Calm down." He chuckled lightly.

I wrapped my arms around him, kissing him repeatedly. "I love you, I love you, I love you." He smiled, handing me the bag and my drink. "I haven't seen you this excited in a while." He mumbled, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

{9:45 pm}

Noah and I didn't expect to have to answer the door this late at night, but someone rang the doorbell. "I'll get bubs." I smiled, kissing him lightly, before getting up. I walked towards the door, seeing a familiar face. "Jason what are you doing here?" I grumbled angrily.

Jason was a hook up, years ago. Noah and I had a break, he went with Dixie and I found Jason, but Noah didn't know, it wasn't important. "I missed you." Jason smirked, reaching for me.

"I'm fucking married. What we had was nothing but a hook up that was based on pure lust, like all hook ups are." I whispered, hoping Noah didn't hear anything. "Who is it, Princess?" Noah called. "Nobody." I said back, and quickly tried to close the door. "I am not a nobody and you know damn well I'm right. Why is he allowed to call you princess but I'm not?" Jason said, holding the door with his hand. "Jason, he's my husband. Now please leave." I said. He shot me a glare.

"Get over here, Asshole!" Jason yelled. When I heard Noah's footsteps I lost it. "Just fucking leave!" I yelled. "What's going on?" Noah gave me a confused glance. "So you're the bastard husband?" Jason said, looking Noah up and down.

"I'll deal with this, bubba. Just go, alright?" I caressed his cheek, kissing him gently. "Get off him." Jason grabbed my wrist tightly. Noah's eyes darkened in anger. Noah gave Jason a shove, and my wrist was set free.

"I don't know who you, but don't you fucking dare think about laying a hand on my wife again. Go home. Get out of here, and never come back." Noah's voice boomed, his anger evident. "So she didn't tell you about us? How she loved me?"

"I never said that! You were a hook up and nothing more!" I yelled. When Jason looked towards me, Noah blocked his view. "Don't even fucking look at her. I don't when you both hooked up, but it hasn't been in the year and 2 months that she and I have been together. So get your shit face out of here." Noah practically backed Jason into his car.

When Noah came back inside, he looked at me. "Why didn't you tell me about him?" "It wasn't important." I replied, pushing past Noah. "Listen, I deserved to know." I turned on my heel looking at him. "I am not having this argument. It was over a year ago. I didn't know about Dixie, this isn't any different. This argument will do more harm than good, we aren't fighting about this." I said calmly.

He let out a frustrated groan. "I never said we needed to argue. I just want to talk." He said. "And we just did, now it's done." He gave up, and I could tell he wouldn't be happy, but he was angry with me. I slid into his lap, facing him. "Please don't be upset with me." I murmured, kissing his neck softly. "I love you." I said, kissing his jaw.

"You make it almost impossible to stay mad at you." He groaned, turning my face. He kissed my bottom lip, gently sucking on it. "Are you giving me a baby tonight?" I moaned softly. He chuckled, "Not yet, babygirl." I pouted.

"Cheer up, pretty girl. Soon we are going to have little ones running around." "But not soon enough. I want to be pregnant." He kisses my neck, leaving a hickey.

"Be patient, Princess." I rolled my eyes. "You know damn well you didn't sign up for a patient wife when you married me." He looked up at me, before looking down at the ring that decorated my left hand. "Still the best decision of my life." He said, pressing a kiss to the ring.

"I love you, bubba."

"I love you, my princess monster."