Bella, Jake and Edward were stretching out in the early, humid morning in mid-July in Chicago. They’d arrived a couple of days ago, wanting to get used to the air and the terrain of the city. Renee and Charlie were staying with Seth and Gianna while the rest of the family would compete in the half marathon.
“So, Vanessa was gorgeous,” Bella said conversationally. “You make a striking couple, Jake. And she’s so sweet.”
“She’s amazing,” Jake said, his face blushing. “I … the feelings I have for her are so strong. I’m so happy that you liked her.”
“Well, after this marathon, we’re going out to eat with her again, right?” Bella asked. “I want to hear more about her and get to know this wonderful woman who captured my son’s eye.”
“Ma, stop with the interrogation. Let’s just run and see who’s faster. Me, or the old man,” Jake quipped.
“That would be me,” Edward sang, pushing his sunglasses up onto his hair.
“You two are too much,” Bella snickered. “For all you know, I may beat you all.”
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