Loathing

EPOV

Oh he's not gonna be very impressed with this... I don't know how to break it to him... Oh god, I'm so nervous

The jumbled thoughts of my daughter were rushing through my head, as were those of Bella. My Bella. Ever since she'd showed me she could remove her shield when she wanted, she had been doing so on a regular basis. Sometimes, to save herself embarrassment in front of my family, other times, if she were busy, but still wanted to communicate. I was just thankful I could see inside her mind. Although, sometimes, there were thoughts I'd rather not hear. Especially when they concerned certain aspects of my daughter's life.

Need to go to the Wal-Mart and buy Renesmee some more tampons... some deodorant, and whatever her and Jake want for tea... where's my purse? Which car should I take? I know, I'll make Grandma Swan's Straganoff...

Great. Just what every 120 year old father wants to hear about his daughter. Although Renesmee looked 17, she was theoretically, only 9 and a half. Whereas I, was 120, but stuck in the body of my 17 year old self. But i tried not to think about that right now, instead, I was focusing on the reason for my daughter's nervousness, and the reason why she was so scared about how I'd handle it. The fact was, that my little girl, was deciding that tonight, she was going to tell me and her mother, that herself and Jacob Black (who had imprinted on her moments after she was born) were getting serious. I didn't want to know how serious, but I felt it must have been pretty much, if she were this nervous about it. I was also planning out my chat with Jacob about all of this. As the hours passed, and the foul stench of human food filled the cottage kitchen, he arrived. Oh man, what's Nessie said? Ah man, I swear to god... ah, maybe I should ask her to do this alone?

I stepped outside. "Jacob, a word, if I may?"

"Err, sure Edward, can I just talk to Nessie please, I mean... I just wa-"

"Now dog!" I growled under my breath. Perhaps my hostility was uncalled for, but to be honest, I didn't really care, although I was sure Bella'd have me later for this. Damn it. He followed me to the side of the cottage, and I stopped suddenly in front of him.

"Look Jacob, I know about you and Nessie, unless you've forgotten, I can read minds" I said, answering the petrified, yet confused look on his face. "And I just want you to know, that even though, I am very upset about losing Nessie- she's still only 9 for Christ sake!- I am ready for this, and I just want to inform you of some ground rules for your courtship, I am, afterall, still her Father" I said, a wicked smile upon my lips.

"Ground rules?" he asked, swallowing hard.

"Yes. No heavy touching, no kissing in front of Bella and I, and certainly, no intercourse. Preferably until you're married, at the very least, engaged." I sighed, and then placed my hands on his shoulders "Jacob" I said, "I know how much you love her, and I know that marriage is always going to be at the top of your list, but still, until it happens, please, try and retain her virtue. I know there's no chance at heaven or hell for my kind, but she is something completely and utterly different, so there may still be a chance for her. Please, protect her soul"

And with that, he looked me straight in the eye, and said "Edward, I understand completely. I will do everything I can, to protect her soul."

Content on the subject, I made my way back to the house, Jacob in tow.