Much to my surprise, Edward did not judge me or my tiny shoebox apartment. His large presence filled the space. I was afraid that he’d turn up his nose at my furnishings, but he got comfortable and commented about how he loved the comfort of my home. It was me.
We also managed to get a good chunk of the screenplay written, between heated make out sessions and conversations while we got to know each other more. He even spent the night. We didn’t do anything. We just fell asleep watching a movie on my television. He held me to his body like I was the most cherished thing in his world. I reveled in being cradled so gently, but I knew that this bubble would eventually burst.
It did. Edward had to rush back to the hotel and pack in a flurry of clothes and craziness to catch his flight. Our goodbye was hasty, but I wouldn’t have traded our time together for anything else in the world.
Within a couple of weeks of Edward’s departure, I sent the first draft of the screenplay to Edward after I had Jasper take a look, checking for any major, blaring grammatical errors. Edward was thoroughly impressed with my work and attention to detail. There were a few things we needed to change, but with my work on the script, plans could move forward, and we could begin hiring the creative staff for the film. With that, Edward began prattling information about flights and me coming down to Los Angeles to help with that aspect of the film.
I put a stop to that because I had to make arrangements for Seth. I couldn’t exactly just up and leave. As much as I wanted to … I had to talk to Emmett and Rosalie. Without batting an eye, they’d agreed to watch over Seth, but I didn’t want to overstep my bounds. I also had to see if Jasper could come with me.
Not as a chaperone, but as my agent. I still don’t know the ins and outs of the entertainment industry. I didn’t want to be perceived as ignorant or ridiculed for my lack of knowledge.
I refused to add to the growing negative column in Alice’s eyes.
I knew I wasn’t good enough for her brother. I shouldn’t have accepted his sweet question of being my boyfriend. I should have just walked away, but I wanted something for me. Edward made me feel beautiful and not like I was ‘used goods’ as Jacob and Billy called me.
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