Blockbuster Ch. 3 on fanfiction.online
“Hello, Ms. Swan,” Liam beamed, holding out his hand.
“It’s nice to see you, Liam. Thank you for carting me around,” I chuckled.
“I dropped Mr. Hale at a beach in Malibu. He said he’d find his own way back and that I should be with you. He was worried about you being alone today,” Liam explained, closing the door.
I bit back a snort. I’d been in far more dangerous situations than walking in two high-scale museums in southern California. “Thank you so much, Liam. Jasper does worry,” I shrugged when he slid into the driver’s seat.
“It’s what good boyfriends do,” Liam said.
“Jasper is not my boyfriend. We’re very good friends. Initially, his sister did introduce us to possibly start dating, but there was no connection, no spark. He’s firmly entrenched in the friendzone,” I smirked. “Have you ever been to the Huntington Library or Getty Museum?”
“I’ve been inside the Huntington, because my daughter lives in Pasadena and she’s a member, along with my granddaughter,” he answered. “I’ve only ever been outside the Getty, usually acting as a driver for one of the A-listers who go to those expensive galas hosted there.”
I frowned at that. I had allowed myself a small amount to splurge on myself. Granted, it was mainly for food and a few tokens, mementos for Seth, but I squirreled away some money for going to these museums. If the Getty was too expensive, I’d have to …
“Ms. Swan, I can see you frowning back there,” Liam said.
“You should keep your eyes on the road,” I joked weakly.
“I’m at a stop light,” he teased back. “I was told that I’m at your beck and call while you’re in Los Angeles. The studio also informed me that you don’t need to worry about paying for admittance to the museums or anything else.”
“The studio?” I asked dubiously, arching a brow over my sunglasses. “Or, Mr. Cullen?”
“Okay, it was Mr. Cullen. He told me what had happened at the meeting and he felt awful. So, you’re all good, Ms. Swan,” Liam explained. “Your tickets should already be on your phone, sent to your email.”
My eyes widened and I opened my up email. Sure enough, there was a forward from E. Cullen containing my tickets for both the Huntington and Getty. “How did he know?”
“Your non-boyfriend told me and I told Mr. Cullen,” Liam explained, pressing on the gas.
With a sigh, I sent a message to both Edward and Jasper, separately of course … You are in so much trouble! ~ Bella
Awww, don’t be like that, Bells. I figured that with all that ass-kissing that Cullen needs to do, it’s the least he could do ~ Jasper
I hope a whale eats you, Jasper. I swear! ~ Bella
Nah, you don’t. You LOVE me. Have fun, sweet girl ~ Jas
You are so on my list, Jasper Whitlock Hale ~ Bella
What list is that, Isabella Marie Swan? ~ Jas
My shit list … ~ Bella
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