SBC #3 Chap 11 15:43

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Chapter Eleven:

EPOV

After I had taken care of things (seriously smoking girlfriends and Isabella freaking Swan make for quick jack-offs) I returned to the room. It looked like I had interrupted some kind of moment, if you get what I mean, but before I could back away again, the two had snapped out of it, and turned towards me. I figured, since I had their attention, I might as well get my answers now.

JPOV

Great timing, kid.

BPOV 1st person

"Yes?" I asked, since he wasn't saying anything. "Who are you? Who are you, really? Why are you my bodyguard? Did my dad send you? Why? Who were those guys in the parking lot? Why did you kill them?" A steady stream of questions burst from Cullen's mouth. "Whoa, kiddo, one at a time!" Jake tried to stop the flow of words. "And why do you guys keep calling me kid?" he ended, looking indignant. Boys.

BPOV 2nd person

She rolled her eyes lazily. "I am Isabella Swan, really. I'm your bodyguard because you need protecting, and I'm the best at that. Yes, he sent me. He sent me to protect you, as I believe was aforementioned. Those guys in the parking lot were who I was protecting you from. I killed them because if I didn't, they would have killed me, and then you. And we keep calling you kid because to us, you are a kid." She finished off, inspecting her nails.

BPOV 1st person

"You can't be that much older than me!" Edward disagreed. Of all the things to pick up on…

But boys will be boys.

EPOV

I knew she thought I was crazy for latching onto that, and I guess that's how it would seem. But the rest was too…too much for me to deal with right now, let alone ask questions on.

And besides, there was no way that chick was older than eighteen.

JPOV

I grinned. Kid thought he could tell Bella he was wrong?

I take my hat off to you, sir.

BPOV 1st person

I snorted. "You wanna bet?" Edward didn't think twice—which he should have. "How much?" he shot back. "Twenty-one dollars," I grinned wickedly. He wheedled a brown leather wallet out of his back pocket and withdrew twenty one dollars. I did the same. "I'm eighteen," he told me, smiling smugly. I smirked. "Nice try, minor. But it doesn't matter anyways, 'cause I'm twenty-one." His jaw dropped. "You really think I wouldn't know your age? Seriously?" Edward just looked shocked. My grin widened as I snatched the crumpled bills from his hand and folded them into my wallet with my own. "Thank you."

EPOV

She was twenty-one? Twenty-one?

God, that was so hot!

NPOV

Isabella grinned, Edward gaped and Jake laughed.

So Edward's answers were given, albeit unsatisfactorily. I wonder if Swan's telling the truth about being twenty-one… ;)

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