CHAPTER 10 - EDWARD
My brother, despite his antics, is like Buddha or Yoda–so fucking Zen it's sickening. Why does the oaf have to be so wise and supportive? I wanted to get in his face and fight for my woman, and he basically just told her "Welcome to the family." Well, shit. What do I do with that? I've become accustomed to Em challenging me on everything. This just won't do.
"Why are you here?" I snap. Bella swats my thigh and gives me a stern look. Well hell, I've been properly chastised. Emmett looks smug as he watches our exchange. Stupid jerk is eating this up. "Well?" I ask again, this time holding Bella's hand firmly on top of my thigh.
"Oh," he blinks rapidly and focuses on my face again, "Ma told me to bring you home because some cat down at one of your music things can't perform tonight. They need you to fill in."
"Could you be more vague?" I groan, rolling my eyes.
Bella is bouncing in her seat. At least somebody's excited.
"Wrap your shit up and let's go. Ma needs to work out the deets with you. Izzy, you coming?" Emmett asks.
"Yeah, Bella. You've met my brother. Might as well meet the parents, see my other job, where I live. Get all the uncomfortable shit out of the way early," I say, attempting to come across nonchalant.
Bella pulls me to her, whispering in my ear. Oh God, the moist heat of her breath on my cheek has me at half-mast...again. "You're not that cool, Cullen. Don't show off for your brother. I like you just the way you are."
"Get a room," Emmett grumbles as he shoves his way out of the diner. Bells clang behind him celebrating his exit.
One more for today. Go on...hit "Next."