Remember...you love me.
The rest of the walk back home was close to perfect.
Bella's head rested against my chest as we walked, our bodies pressed together from thigh to shoulder.
Her hand on the small of my back felt safe and comforting, while mine was wrapped protectively around her shoulder.
I followed her contented hum with a deep sigh of my own.
"I have something to show you when we get home," Bella whispered, her lips ghosting across my throat.
"Oh yeah? Is it those new panties you got in the mail? I knew you kept your Victoria's Secret credit card hidden when they brought us down here," I teased, avoiding her hand as she smacked at me.
Life was amazing.
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And then it wasn't.
The peaceful night was suddenly illuminated by a large spotlight.
I froze for a second before my instincts kicked in and I dove for the brush along the side of the path, dragging a protesting Bella with me.
We landed hard, but I kept moving, crawling on my hands and knees, keeping Bella in front of me.
But it was useless.
We'd been spotted.
At this point, I didn't know who was after us, but I wasn't taking any chances.
"Come out, Ms. Swan. We know it's you."
The booming voice echoed through the bayou, making the hair on the back of my neck stand at attention.
They'd found us.
Volturi had found us.
Oh shit.
Remember...Volturi was the drug company whose drug was killing people. Bella and Edward (Marie and Anthony) were going to testify against them...which is how they got into Witness Protection in the first place.
I know...it's hard to remember with all the dead beavers and cockblocking.
MWAH!
Tomorrow!