Every so often, Bella would take out a camera she had in her purse
to snap a few pictures. I swiped her camera and pushed Bella and Emma together.
They smiled as I took their photos. Both of them looked so happy. There was
another family walking past. “Excuse me. Do you think you could take our
photo?” I asked them.
“Definitely,” the man said. “Get in close. It’s a cold one.” I
picked up Emma and held her to my chest. I wrapped my other arm around Bella’s
waist. She snuggled against me, putting her head on my shoulder. The guy took
three pictures. The first one, we were all staring at the camera with smiles on
our faces. The second one, I kissed Emma’s cheek and she was giggling
hysterically that my whiskers were tickling her. The third one was of me
kissing Bella chastely on the lips as Emma hugged my neck. “Here you go, man.
Happy holidays.” He handed me back the camera and went back to his family.
“You too,” I smiled. Bella waved at him but stayed close by me. “I
better get copies of these photos, Ms. Swan.”
“You will, Professor,” she quipped as she poked my side. “I need
to run to the ladies room. I’ll be back, okay?”
“Emma, do you need to go?” I asked.
“Nope, I’m good,” she chirped.
“Hurry back, beautiful,” I murmured before I gave Bella a soft
kiss on her lips. She moaned quietly before pulling away. She gave me her own
lopsided grin before she turned to go to the bathroom. Emma sidled up to me and
leaned her head against my hip. “Having fun, angel?”
“I am, Daddy. I really like Bella. She’s so awesome. She told me
all about the lions,” Emma giggled. “Did you know that lions have nine
different sounds they can make with their vocal chords?”
“I did not,” I smiled. “Did Bella tell you that?”
“Uh huh,” Emma answered. “Also, lions are social animals. Most
other cats are solitary but lions travel in prides from four to thirty-seven
cats. Females do all of the hunting.”
“Perhaps I should have you go to the grocery store. Do some
hunting of your own,” I joked.
“Dad, I’m seven.”
“It’s about time you earn you keep, child of mine. Get a job,” I
quipped. Emma rolled her eyes and hugged my waist. “I’m kidding, Emma. I love
you, baby girl.”
“I
love you, Daddy,” she mumbled against my chest. I picked her up and hugged her
tightly.
Bella's surprise for Emma
Zoo clothes
Bella and Edward at school
Emma's Holiday Program
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