You guys are the bestest-est.
"Sure, Charlie. No problem." Emmett pulls his boyfriend down the hall and presumably into their room. So much for Jamie coming clean. Fucking traitor.
I wring my hands nervously as I watch him pace at the foot of my bed.
"I swear it-" I begin to protest but he holds up his hand and takes a deep breath.
"I know it wasn't you, hon. I already spoke to that cousin of yours. Bella, you're going to be thirty soon."
"In four years! Don't age me yet, Chuck." He hates when I use nicknames, but it's also my way to test how mad he truly is. He smiles and I know he's not pissed.
"Still, Bella, you and James need to stop these silly pranks. We're getting too close to an election year on a couple of different levels and the last thing I need is your...silliness."
I bite my tongue, because the last thing he needs to hear is, 'he started it.' Even if he really did.
"What do you want from me? What does Heidi have in store for me now?"
Charlie's cheeks turn pink at the mention of his campaign advisor and tail on the side. I know he likes her, hell, we all do. It's so damn cute to see my dad smitten with someone after Renee passed away.
"She-We both think that you need to lay low. Stay out of the press, keep working with your charities and support me at any speeches or appearances I need to be at."
"That's it?"
"I can't exactly ground you, and I don't think I should spank you."
"That's Heidi's job." The words fly out before I can stop them and I can't help but giggle and the pure shade of garnet Charlie's ears turn.
"Read my lips, Isabella. No. More. Pranks."
"Aye, Captain." I mock salute him and he leaves, assuring me one last time in his fatherly way, that he's not mad at me and I need to feed Rosalie, the family Golden Retriever. I hate that bitch, literally.
So...there's Rosalie. This might be my best version of Rose that I could ever come up with.
Love you guys!
See you in a few!
Cheers
Anne