Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of its characters. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

Thanks to Juliegirl18 for doing an awesome job beta'ing for me. And thanks to Bella's Executioner for pre-reading this for me.

**This is a little future-shot of some Daddy Southernward. I wanted to have this up yesterday for Father's Day, but I failed. But hey, it's up now, so enjoy!

Edward had begun to regret his decision. Bella was out of town for a book signing for her newest novel and he'd decided to take Lizzie back home with him to Alabama for the weekend. They usually waited and took the trip back home together, but it didn't work out that way this time. He knew that their parents would be around to help him if he really needed it, but he figured he could handle one little girl.

This was the first time he'd taken her alone on a plane ride and it was complete hell. She was whining and screaming and wiggling almost the entire time. Bella would always take a bag full of things to keep Lizzie occupied on the plane ride and of course Edward had forgotten the bag. It sat on the kitchen counter, ready to be grabbed on the way out. But of course, he had to grab a running toddler and a barking dog, so the bag was long forgotten.

After exiting the plane and grabbing the dog from the baggage claim, Edward was thankful to see his mom there to pick them up. He had his arms full, carrying a sleeping Lizzie, two carry-on bags and his hand wrapped around a leash.

"Hey there, baby girl," Esme whispered as she took the sleeping toddler from her father's arms. Edward leaned forward and kissed his mom's cheek before they walked toward the parking lot. While they often made the trip back home to visit their families, Edward still couldn't help but miss being able to drive just down the road to see his mom. He was a true 'Mama's Boy' at heart.

"I hate that Bella wasn't able to come home this weekend, but I'm excited to see you two," Esme said as the drove toward Edward's house. Mel barked from the back seat as if to remind Esme of her presence. "I didn't forget about you Mel. It's good to see you too."

"She's hoping to be done with everything by Sunday afternoon. If she is, she's gonna try to fly straight here. I don't know how late it will be though," Edward told his mom.

When they finally pulled up in front of their house, Edward quickly carried the luggage inside and then walked out to the barn where his mother waited with Lizzie and Mel. He planned to get some painting done this weekend and with Lizzie still sleeping, it seemed like the perfect time.

Esme laid her granddaughter on the small couch in the corner and hugged her son goodbye. She definitely treasured the time she was able to spend with them, but knew the look in his eyes. He wanted to get some work done and she wouldn't stand in his way.

"We'll see you on Sunday for supper, right?" she asked before walking out the door.

"Yeah mom. I don't know about Bella, but we'll be there," he said, smiling and motioning toward his sleeping daughter. He was pretty sure he and Lizzie would live off nothing but frozen dinners and take out until then, so a good home cooked meal would definitely be welcome.


After about an hour of painting, Edward knew he needed to wake Lizzie up if he planned on getting any sleep tonight. She had a habit of taking small cat naps during the day so that she'd be at full power by night fall. He walked into the small bathroom he installed in the room and washed his hands. He'd made a lot of progress on the painting he was working on and was excited to show Bella.

Throwing the paper towels in the trash, he walked out of the bathroom to wake his daughter up, only he didn't need to. It seemed that she had already woken up on her own. Small green foot prints were splattered all over the floor. It was amazing how much trouble a toddler could get into in so little time.

Lizzie's laughter filled the air as Edward turned to find her in the corner of the room. She was covered in green paint from her hair down to her toes. Her hands, which were also covered in green paint, were running their way through Mel's shiny golden coat, which coincidentally was also green now.

Edward couldn't hold in his laughter anymore as he walked over to his daughter and swung her in the air. She giggled as he tickled her stomach and blew raspberries on her bare belly. Her hands ran through Edward's hair, but he didn't care one bit. The laughter of his little girl made everything alright.

"You wanna be an artist just like Daddy, don't ya baby girl?" he asked her as she continued to laugh. He and Bella often discussed what they figured would interest their daughter. More often than not, Lizzie chose to follow Edward and his paints rather than Bella and her laptop.

After a few minutes he carried Lizzie over his shoulder into the house, with Mel following right behind them. He knew he needed to give both his daughter and the dog a bath and contemplated washing them both at the same time. He thought better of it though when he realized what Bella's reaction would be when she learned of it.

After bathing Mel and Lizzie, it looked like the bathroom had been flooded. He mopped up the excess water quickly with a towel and carried a very sleepy looking Lizzie downstairs so she could eat something quickly. At least the artistic tornado episode earlier had made her sleepy again.

After she nodded off several times while trying to eat, Edward went ahead and took her to her bedroom. He dressed her quickly in her nightgown and laid her down on the small bed. Brushing the hair out of her eyes, he covered her up before kissing her gently on the forehead.

"Love you, baby girl," he whispered to her before he stood up to walk out of the room.

"Lub you," he heard his daughter whisper before she drifted off to sleep. Edward smiled widely as he gently pulled the door closed to where it was open just a small bit. Mel laid at the end of the bed and he didn't want her waking up Lizzie by scratching if she needed to get out.

Edward made his way into his bedroom and gathered his things to take a shower. He knew he had his fair share of green paint on his head after their little tickling match earlier.

As Edward rinsed the shampoo from his hair, he began to think about his wife. This was the first time he hadn't traveled with her to one of her book signings. Since they had gotten back together, they hadn't left each others sides. He missed her.

Groaning, Edward gripped his cock in his soapy hand and moved it up and down slowly. He imagined Bella, down on her knees in front of him, taking his length in her warm mouth. He could see the water cascading down her shoulders as she moved her mouth up and down, her eyes locked with his. He gripped his cock tighter and began to move his hand a little faster as he imagined Bella quickening her pace. He felt his body tense up, his orgasm rushing upon him as he imagined her swallowing down everything he had to offer. He moaned her name as he continued to stroke his cock, trying to make the feeling last a little longer.

Once Edward had calmed a little and his breathing was back to normal, he finished washing up and went straight to bed. If today had been any clue, he knew he was in for it tomorrow.


"Pancakes are supposed to go in your mouth, baby girl, not in your hair," Edward said, laughing as he cleaned his daughter up with a wash cloth. Lizzie had come into his room bright and early this morning telling him that she was hungry. He decided pancakes would probably be easiest to fix. What he hadn't counted on was having to clean the sticky syrup off every square inch of his daughter's body.

Once Lizzie was cleaned and dressed, he took her and Mel down to the lake to feed the ducks. Lizzie walked beside him, her tiny hand gripping one of his fingers tightly and the other one tossing cubes of bread into the lake. After a while, Lizzie became bored by the ducks and began chasing Mel around the area. Edward didn't want her too get to close to the water so he pulled her into his arms and headed back toward the house.

Once they were back there, he figured it was too nice of a day to stay inside, so he laid down on the hammock in the shade. He knew it was nearing Lizzie's naptime, so he was hoping maybe she wouldn't fight him. Edward held Lizzie in his arms, her head resting on his chest and they both drifted off to sleep. Mel, who laid underneath them on the ground, soon followed.

"Wake up, handsome," Edward heard a voice whisper to him. He smiled as he dreamed of his wife. Suddenly, he felt the weight of his daughter's body being lifted off his chest. He tightened his hold on her and his eyes shot open.

"It's okay. I've got her," Bella whispered as she lifted her sleeping daughter from his arms. She laid her head against her shoulder and lightly kissed her forehead and rubbed her hand up and down her back.

"I thought you wouldn't be back until later," he said quietly as he stood up from the hammock and kissed her.

"I hurried everything along. I missed you guys," she said as they walked hand in hand back to the house. Edward smiled and leaned over to kiss her again.

"We missed you too," he whispered before Bella turned to go into Lizzie's bedroom. She laid her on the small bed before kissing her gently and walking out the door.

"Hopefully she'll sleep for a while longer, because I'd like to show you exactly how much I missed you," she said as she walked backwards toward their bedroom, pulling Edward by his belt loops.

Once they were inside the bedroom, Edward shut the door gently so he wouldn't wake up Lizzie. The child slept like a log when she wanted to, and other times the quietest noises would wake her up. Right now, he needed her to sleep.

Edward stepped toward Bella, who was already untying the wrap around dress she was wearing. She let the dress fall to the floor and stood before him wearing only her bra, panties, and a pair of shoes that made her legs look a mile long.

"You are so fucking sexy," he said as he gripped her face with both hands and pulled her in for a heated kiss. Her hands ran up and down his back, her nails lightly scratching his skin the way he liked.

When they both pulled away, breathless, Bella's hands began working on Edward's pants while he pulled his t-shirt over his head. Bella dropped to her knees to help free him of his pants. Once they were kicked off to the side, she immediately enveloped his cock into her warm mouth.

"Fucking hell, baby," he groaned as he let the feeling take over him. While he enjoyed the fantasy in the shower the day before, there was definitely nothing like the real thing. He gripped her hair tightly in one hand and tugged slightly to get her to look at him. Bella looked up at him, her brown eyes wide and sparkling.

"That's right. Keep looking at me," he said as he thrust slightly with his hips. Bella moaned around his cock and he felt it all the way to his toes. He knew that if he didn't stop her now that he would come soon. He pulled her hair slightly and she released him, standing up and looking at him in confusion.

"I wanna be buried in that pussy when I come, baby," he whispered in her ear as he reached around and unclasped her bra. He tossed it to the floor as he gently walked her backwards until her knees hit the bed. Lowering her down, he made quick work of removing her panties and shoes, tossing them all behind him.

Bella situated herself in the center of the bed and Edward stalked toward her as if she were his prey. She was in a way his prey, but she was very willing to be captured.

Edward ran his hands along her calves until he got to her knees. None to gently, he thrust her knees apart, leaving her wide open and exposed to him. Edward grinned down at her wickedly before he bent his head down and sucked her clit into his mouth.

"Oh God, Edward," she moaned as she fisted the sheets in her hands. Edward continued to suck and nibble at her clit as he thrust two fingers deep inside. She lifted her body off the bed and he couldn't help but place one hand under her and grab a handful of her ass and squeeze it tightly. Bella knew she was on the verge of coming and like Edward, she wanted him buried deep inside her when it happened.

She reached both hands down and gripped his hair, pulling it slightly to get his attention. Edward pulled his mouth away from her body and locked eyes with her. He slowly released his breath, blowing against the sensitive skin he was just feasting upon.

"Fuck me," she whispered into the quiet room. Edward slowly began to climb his wife's body, placing wet kisses along her heated skin. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and then released it, blowing gently until it puckered for him.

"Fuck me, please," she whispered to him. He reached down, gripping himself and ran the head along her moist center. He leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"I couldn't hear you. What did you say?" he asked her teasingly. Suddenly, her legs wrapped tightly around him and her nails dug into his back.

"I said fuck," was all she was able to say before Edward thrust into her in one swift motion. Bella had to catch herself before she screamed out loud.

"Is that what you wanted?" he asked her as he pulled almost completely out before thrusting back in again. He had almost come instantly at the sensation of her being wrapped around him completely. It had only been days since they'd been together, but it felt like this every time.

"Oh God," Bella moaned as he continued the quick, yet deep movement inside her. She could feel his thrusting becoming erratic and knew that he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. She reached a hand down between them and began to rub tight circles around her swollen clit. Edward's eyes followed the path of her hand and he groaned at the sight.

"Fuck, Bella. That's it baby. Make yourself come for me," he said, thrusting deeply into her. He reached down and lifted her leg, placing her ankle on his shoulder. He continued thrusting into her as he watched her touch herself. He felt her body begin to tighten around him and turned his head slightly, biting gently into the skin of her leg.

Bella's eyes widened at the feel of his teeth on her skin and her pussy clenched around him tightly as she felt herself give in. Edward continued thrusting, his pace increasing now that he knew she had come. A few more deep thrusts and he held himself inside her, gripping her leg tightly as he emptied himself inside her.

After a few moments, Edward lowered her leg down to the bed and laid himself down beside her. She turned and placed her head on his sweaty chest and ran her fingers up and down the naked skin.

"I missed you," she said quietly. He leaned over and placed a kiss on the top of her head and inhaled her scent.

"I missed you too," he said. He didn't think it was possible to miss someone so much in only a few days.

"I don't wanna go away anymore unless you two are with me," she said. She'd been thinking about it the entire plane ride. She didn't want to have to leave them again and wouldn't if she could help it.

"Sounds fine by me," he told her as he lifted her chin and kissed her sweetly. The quietness of the room was broken up by the giggles of Lizzie.

"Sounds like someone's awake," he said, laughing slightly at the sounds of his daughter's joy.

"I'll get her," she said, before kissing him gently and wrapping her robe around her and exiting the room. He heard mumbled voices as his girls greeted each other after their time apart. He walked around the room getting dressed again and then pulled open the door just in time to see Bella walk out of the room with Lizzie in her arms.

She turned to him and raised one eyebrow in question. Edward quickly tried to remember anything he had done wrong and came up empty.

"What?" he asked her. She shook her head and laughed slightly.

"Do I even wanna know why our daughter has speckles of green paint on her head?"