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After dinner, Edward had changed and showed up back at my suit. Much to Mason's delight, they ruff housed and wrestled until I called Mason for a bath then bed. As I tucked Mason in, my mind kept wondering to the man that was sitting in the living area.

"Momma?" Mason's little voice was thick with sleep.

"What, Baby?" I whispered, pushing his blond hair out of his eyes. Time for a hair cut. I would call Alice later.

"I love Edward." He sighed.

"I know." I smiled.

"You should love him, too." He opened his eyes to look at me.

"Why is that?" I asked, pulling his blanket up and tucking it around his...