Sleepovers
Disclaimer: all characters and copyright belong to Stephanie Meyer.
A/N-thank you for the lovely reviews. Nikki :)
Part Twenty One
Charlie looked at Kay aghast. Had she really just said that? A cross dresser? She seriously thought he was a cross dresser? His mouth opened and closed like a fish. He had never felt so out of depth in his life. His eyes zeroed in on the bra that Kay was holding in her hand, waving it in front of his face. He felt his blood pressure start to rise. It must be a joke, it had to be? "I...I...it's not mine." He spluttered.
A slow smile crossed Kay's face as she shoved the offending bra back in the glove box and closed it firmly. "I know that silly." She giggled. "It's obvious it was planted there as a joke."
Slowly Charlie's face returned to a normal color. "Then why did you say that about me being a cross dresser?"
"I was teasing you." Kay peered into his eyes. "You really need to relax a little Charlie. Your face is all red."
Charlie wiped a hand over his eyes and leaned back in his seat. He felt rather faint. "It must have been someone from work, probably Mac playing a sick joke." He muttered.
"I think you should look closer to home for the culprit." Kay advised.
"What do you mean?" Charlie demanded.
"It was Bella who told me that she had put my lipstick in your glove box and lo and behold there is the bra, and no lipstick." Kay glanced over at the house.
Charlie frowned. What Kay said made sense, but why would his daughter be playing such a stupid practical joke, especially after all the débâcle over the arrests and Jacob sleeping in her room. Was it because he had punished her? She seemed to have accepted it and had not broken the rules as far as he could tell. No there must be another reason. Surely she couldn't have found out about the alarm he had wired up to her window? Charlie shifted uncomfortably in his seat as his too tight trousers started to pinch. She must know, that was all there was to it.
"Are you alright, Charlie?" Kay asked as she lay a hand on his arm. She could see he was deep in thought.
"I think I know why my daughter may have played this trick." He admitted.
"Why?" Kay looked at him curiously.
"I may have kind of wired up Bells' window to an alarm so I would know if Jake crept in through the window. I think she may have found out." Charlie confessed.
Kay burst out laughing. She took deep breaths as she bent over double and held her hands to her stomach as it began to hurt. Had she heard right? Charlie Swan, the Chief of Police had wired up his daughter's window so he could catch her amorous beau sneaking in of a night. This was classic and it made her crush on him grow even more. He was so freaking adorable and old fashioned. But most of all it showed what a loving father he was, trying to protect his little girl's chastity, even though she was officially an adult. When Kay recovered her breath she placed her hands on either side of Charlie's face and smiled at him affectionately.
"Oh you are a silly fool, Charlie Swan but that is what makes you so hot." She declared before pulling his head towards hers and kissing him.
Bella was giggling to herself as she pictured Kay finding the bra. It was a stroke of genius and she wished she could be a fly on the wall when it was discovered. She didn't feel contrite at all. Her dad deserved it for treating her like a child. Alright officially Jacob probably shouldn't be climbing through her window of a night, but she was an adult now, he was just going to have to accept it. The sound of her father's car horn going off startled her. Bella thought he had already left. She stumbled down the hall and quickly opened the door, worried that something was wrong. When she looked over toward the cruiser, which hadn't even left the drive, she regretted it immediately. What she saw she knew was going to haunt her for the rest of her life. Sitting in the front seats, totally oblivious to all passers by, was her father and Kay Call in the middle of a heated make out session. Bella closed the door and sank against it. She was definitely scarred for life.
"They were what?" Jacob asked Bella for the hundredth time, his face showing his utter disgust.
"I told you already." Bella snapped as she sat on the Black's ratty old couch, her head in her hands. "I caught my father, my dad, the man who I am supposed to respect, the man I am supposed to look up to, the police chief of this town, a leader of men, a man who is supposed to be a shining example of decorum and respect, sitting in the front of his car making out...no more like tongue wrestling with Kay Call, and it's all your fault." She didn't even pause for breath.
"Why is it my fault?" Jacob said indignantly.
"It was your stupid idea to buy that bra." Bella sat up straighter and prodded him in the chest.
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was." Bella made a face as she began to imitate him. "Buy a huge bra, Bells. That will be a laugh. Your dad will never get over it."
"If you want to play the blame game honey perhaps you should remember who started all this mess in the first place." Jacob crossed his arms and glared at her.
"Not me." Bella stated firmly.
"Yes you. If you hadn't made that stupid nudist joke then..."
"Don't you dare." Bella wagged her finger in his face. "You started it all by telling my dad that damn t-shirt belonged to Embry."
"Well if you didn't keep ripping my clothes off at every opportunity then it wouldn't have been discovered."
"Well I won't be ripping your clothes off anymore." Bella got up from the couch and put her hands on her hips. Her eyes were wild with fury.
Jacob stood up too, he was so tall he was towering above her. "You will be ripping my clothes off."
No I won't." Bella yelled up at him furiously. "Never again."
"You better."
"NO."
"YES."
"NO."
"YES."
"Make me?" Bella dared him.
"I don't need to." Jacob taunted her. "You can't keep those cute little hands to yourself of a night."
Bella's hands curled into fists. "Oh I can. From now on my widow will be closed and you can sleep outside like all the others."
"NO."
"YES."
"NO."
"YES."
"WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE HELL UP?" Billy roared as he came out of his bedroom, clutching his hands over his ears.
Bella's mouth thinned into a grim line as she apologized to Billy. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you."
"Well you did." Billy rolled his chair into the lounge and studied the two of them. "What is all the fuss about?"
"Nothing." Jacob said sullenly.
"It didn't sound like nothing." Billy raised his eyebrows at them. "What is this about clothes being ripped off?"
Bella turned fire engine red as Jacob glared at his father. Billy chuckled to himself. "You two are such babies. You belong in kindergarten."
"You can talk, king of the nudists." Jacob said slyly.
Bella grinned as she watched Billy's eyes narrow. His laughter stopped immediately. "What did you say?"
"You heard." Jacob smiled smugly as he watched his father's face turn red.
"Oh yes I did." Billy ground out. "You are going to regret you ever started this whole charade son."
"As if." Jacob relied dismissively. "What are you going to do?"
"You just wait." Billy warned him. "You just wait." He turned his chair around and headed back to his room. He needed to place a call to Charlie.
"What do you mean it doesn't matter?" Billy snapped as he spoke to his old friend. "I just told you that my son and your daughter have made up a pack of lies about the nudist crap and all you can say is chill old man. Have you been taking them happy pills again, chief?"
Charlie laughed loudly down the phone hurting Billy's ears. "No I haven't been taking any happy pills, Billy. I assure you of that."
"Then what?" Billy asked suspiciously. The sound of giggling made him pause. Was that a woman's laugh?
"Let's just say I've found something much more satisfying to relax me." Charlie replied ambiguously.
"Like what?" Billy demanded.
There was more laughter. Billy was sure that Charlie had some giggling female with him. "Like none of your business. I'm rather tied up at the moment, Billy." There was more laughter. "Can we talk later?"
"Tied up?" Billy couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Do you mean literally?"
Charlie bellowed with laughter down the phone. "You are a card Billy Black. Bye for now." He ended the call.
Billy held the phone in his hand and stared at it. Could it be true that his friend had just ditched him for a woman? He couldn't believe it.
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