We were nearly back to the villa when Edward sighed. “What’s
wrong, angel?”
“I’m kind of dreading our return. To the states, you know?
We’ve been in this Italian bubble for the past two months. No worries about
Emmett or his fucked-upedness. But, we have to go back in two days and I’m
scared, Bella. There’s so much to be scared about. My psycho brother is on the
loose. My psycho brother who murdered his own father and is out to kill me. I
can’t even imagine anything happening to you, baby. Or Kyra. If something
happened to either one of you, I’d die. I can’t…”
“Edward, we’re protected,” I said as I took his hand. “We
have Ricky and Johnny. You’re a killer shot. I’m getting better. I get why you’re
freaking out. I’m scared, too. But, I can’t let it control my life. Emmett will
get is coming to him.”
“Hopefully a life sentence with no chance of parole,” I
grumbled. “So he can be a bitch some inmate named Cletus. He can take in the
ass.”
“It’s really not that bad,” I giggled.
“When we have anal sex, love, it’s consensual. Plus we’ve
worked up to it,” Edward said. “Emmett, will probably just be drilled and he’ll
be walking funny for life.”
Edward pulled into the driveway and we headed into the
villa. Esme was standing by the door with a huge grin on her face, holding
Kyra. “My sweet girl,” I cooed as I took my daughter from Esme’s arms. Kyra
smiled as she saw me, flapping her arms excitedly. “Momma’s here, principessa. So is Daddy.” Edward
wrapped his arms around my waist and tickled Kyra’s belly with his finger. Kyra
squealed gleefully.
“Where you a good girl for Nana?” Edward asked her. Kyra
replied with a loud fart. “Oh, my sweet, flatulent daughter.”
“She was quite good. Only one night of fussiness,” Esme said
as she kissed Kyra’s forehead. “I think she didn’t like the formula. We ran out
of breast milk last night at dinner and had to use formula.”
“Was it organic?” I asked.
“Yes, Bella,” Esme giggled.
“I don’t want that overly processed shit,” I said. “Come on,
little one. Let’s get you some real milk, not powdered crap.”
I went out onto the veranda and breast fed my daughter. She
curled next to me, sucking the milk from my breast. I sat and caressed her
cheek as she ate. Her golden eyes drooped. I hummed quietly. Edward came
outside and placed a glace of lemonade on the table. “Happy to have her in your arms?”
“Incredibly,” I said as I looked at my gorgeous husband. “We’re
so lucky, Edward.”
“We are,” he said as he kissed my lips sweetly. “Are you
ready for her christening tomorrow?”
“Yeah. Where is everyone?”
“Alice and Jasper are coming in later today. Marcus took
Renee, Phil, Charlie and Sue to some vineyard. Demetri and Alex are horseback
riding and Rose is passed out. She took care of Kyra while we were gone. Esme
said she was practicing for when she had babies.”
“I think that she and Tim are trying for a baby, but it’s
not clicking. But then again, Rose was on the shot for several years and her
body is getting used not being on it,” I said.
“How long were you on it before you got off it?” Edward
asked.
“Less than a year. I was the worst pill taker. I got the
shot to stop cramps. Debilitating, I tell you,” I grumbled. Kyra finished her
lunch and was nestled against my chest. “I can’t believe we’re going home on
Monday.”
“I can’t believe that she’s six weeks old.”
“Actually seven weeks,” I said as I kissed her forehead. Edward
crouched down in front of us and smiled sweetly. My perfect family.
xx TGGTP xx
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