Chapter 21

Chelsea rubbed her head at the commotion caused by her little brother and his friends. Why she agreed to do this was beyond her. Oh yeah. Slave for the summer. That's what Felix promised her.

"How you want to do this, sis?"

She glanced up at Felix and snorted. He held that little blond doll to his chest and was swaying with it. "Group picture first, then individuals."

"We have a list."

Her eyes narrowed. "What do you mean 'we have a list'?"

"Like couples and families together. Me and Jane, Angie and Ben. McCarty and Swan goes last."

She nodded. "That's doable. Alright, people," she called out. "Felix and Emmett are in the back. The rest of the guys fan out on either side by height. Ladies, in the front."

It took hours before they were done. Chelsea was completing the last shots of Bella and Paul when Felix handed her his phone. She raised an eyebrow. He just motioned to the phone.

"This is Chelsea."

"Oh, good. Felix was able to get ahold of you. I'm Ms. Simmons, his sociology teacher. I was finally able to get the approval from the school board. I would like for you to come take pictures of the class on Monday."

"I would have to check my schedule, Ms. Simmons."

"You're free," Felix interjected.

She scowled at him. "As it happens, I'm available. What exactly are you wanting?"

"A group shot. There are 21 students in the class, then individual pictures, similar to how school pictures are taken."

She rubbed her forehead. "I can do that."

"I'll email you the details. Thank you very much for doing this."

"No problem." She disconnected the call. With a glare at her brother, she threw him his phone. "What the hell, Lix?"

"I got you a job, Sea. Ms. Simmons has been arguing with the school board to get you to take these pictures for months. Be grateful."

"Do you know how much of a hassle it's going to be to do everything in an hour?"

"Actually, it will be throughout the day, except for the class picture. Just read your email. You done?" He waved at Bella and Paul, who she had forgot was still there.

"Oh." She snapped a picture of the kissing couple. "Guys, we are done. I'll email you the proofs tomorrow. Just choose which ones you like and the size."

**TPP**

After closing the car door, Paul turned to Bella. "Now what? A movie? Go get the babies and spend time with them?"

She leaned over the console, grabbed his shirt, and pulled him closer. As she placed nipping kissed along his jaws, she said, "The babies are fine. They're with your Nana, who is playing poker with Aunt Molly and Aunt Maggie. Dad is at Billy's watching a game. And Emmett is at a concert with Jasper, Felix and Peter."

"But what if. . ."

"Nana knows to call if they need us. We have my house all to ourselves."

He captured her lips in a searing kiss. "Why didn't you begin with that?"

"I don't want you to think I want you just for your body."

He paused in the process of starting the car. "I know you'll respect me in the morning," he said with a smirk.

**TPP**

Clothes were thrown all around her bedroom. Paul kissed his way down the inside of Bella's leg. Just before he reached the promised land, his phone went off. He leaped off the bed, searching for his pants.

"Hey, Nana," he breathed into the phone.

"Why do you sound out of breath, Pauly? What are you doing? Never mind. I don't want to know."

Bella sighed and scooted to the edge of the bed. Paul watched as she gathered her clothes to get dressed.

"What's wrong?" he asked his grandmother. He put on his underwear, then sat on the bed to put on his socks.

"It's Tala. She won't stop crying. We even went to Billy's to see if Charlie or Greg could do get her to stop. I was going to put the phone on speaker, see if your voice or Bella's would help."

"We'll be there in twenty minutes, Nana." He hopped into his jeans. After shrugging on his shirt, he stared at his girlfriend.

She paused in brushing her hair to return his stare. "What?"

"I knew we should have gone to get them after dinner."

Bella just rolled her eyes as she followed him out of the door.