A/N: Dont forget to look at the pictures for this story on my FB page. You can find me under the name Wantstobea Cullen.
Ch. 8 Bella POV - Meet The Cullen's
Mr. Cullen seems fine as we shake hands… until he pulls out the Purell and cleans his hands afterwards. I just pretend to not notice so I can ask Edward about it later. Esme, as I was told to call her, gives me a big mom hug.
"It's so wonderful to finally meet you, Bella. Edward has told us so much about you. I hope you know you have a beautiful bright aura."
"Thank you?" I'm not sure what to make of the aura talk.
"You're welcome dear, now come on into our private living quarters of the lodge and I will show you around. I already saged the whole house to rid it of negativity so this week should be great," she tells me as we walk in with Edward and his father behind us with the luggage.
As I walk around the living space, Esme shows me family pictures from previous years and of her kids as they grew up. I almost fall over when we come to a picture of Edward around age fourteen. He had a horrible hair cut that reminds me of that guy in the Buckey Larson movie, braces, glasses and acne. This teenager looked almost nothing like the hot sexy doctor I wake up next to several days a week.
Esme shows me more pictures and Carlisle brings us some iced tea. He then continues to wipe down everything in reach with a Lysol antibacterial wipe.
I think he may have some jacked up germ phobia or something.
