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“Edward, come on!” Bella whined,
her voice raspy and tired. She was on the mend from her second bout of
pneumonia and was cleared to visit her uncle. He’d been released three days ago
and was staying with my parents. My mom totally spoiled him, giving him a
lavish suite, complete with a living room, a huge bedroom and modified
bathroom, for his medical needs. Across the hall from his suite was a gym for
his rehabilitation. All of the guys, at some point, had used it. I think I was
the last person to actually make use of the rehab facility. I’d gotten grazed
in the arm about a year prior to meeting my Bella.
“I’m coming, cara,” I said, smoothing my button-down.
I slid on my glasses, put on my gun around my ankle and swiped my wallet. Bella
was in the living room, perusing some website on her tablet. She rolled her
eyes when she saw me. “What?”
“You are such a girl,” she
snickered. “Did you coordinate your weaponry with your clothes?”
“Pssh, no,” I said, grabbing my
leather jacket. Okay, maybe? “I need
to make sure that my baby’s safe.”
She narrowed her eyes at me. “You
were coordinating your guns with your outfit. Come on, fashionista. I want to
see my uncle. I made him his favorite.”
“What’s that?” I asked as I
watched her pick up a plastic container.
“Red velvet cupcakes with cream
cheese frosting,” she smirked. “And because you took your sorry time, you’re
not getting any.”
“Bella,” I whined.
“Not attractive, Mobward,” she cackled,
tugging on a jacket and making her way toward the door, her cupcakes in tow. I
scowled, following her and opening the door. We rode down to the parking
garage. Jake was waiting for us in the bulletproof car. Driving to my parents’
home, we arrived about an hour later. Bella snoozed, still tired from her
relapse of pneumonia. I gently nudged her awake and she blinked sleepily.
“Sorry. Did I drool?”
“No, dolce,” I chuckled, kissing her forehead. “Snored a little.”
“A little?” Jake deadpanned.
“No cupcakes for you, either,
Black,” she snarled. She picked up the cupcake container, sliding out of the
car and stomping toward the front door of my parents’ estate.
“Jake, if you want a girlfriend,
you have to learn to lie,” I sighed, scrubbing my face.
“She sounded like a fucking
freight train,” Jake laughed.
“That may be so, but no woman
wants to know that. And you know she’s been sick,” I retorted, rolling my eyes.
“I’m certain that the woman you want to be with will probably overlook your
farting in bed if you lie about her snoring.” I followed Bella into the house
while Jake parked the car in the garage.
I found Bella in the living
room, her arms around her uncle’s neck and she was clinging to him. He was
smiling softly, holding on to her just as tightly. “Everything okay?” I asked
my mom, who was hovering near the entryway.
“It’s so sweet,” she smiled.
“Physically, Jimmy was doing fine, but his entire face lit up when he laid eyes
on her. They have such a close relationship.” Mom turned, kissing me on the
cheek. “Emmett’s on his way with Garrett and his girlfriend. Alice is doing a final
inspection of the rehab gym for Jimmy and Jasper is in the office with your
father.”
“Am I supposed to go there?” I
asked.
“After you say hello to Jimmy,
yes,” Mom smiled. “And we’re having meatloaf, with garlic mashed potatoes and
creamed spinach. It’s Jimmy’s recipe. He wanted comfort food. Bella’s cupcakes
are dessert. She explicitly said that you can’t have one.”
“There’s still time. I’ll have a damned cupcake,” I muttered, walking into the living room.
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