Why Do Good Girls Like Bad Boys?

Chapter Twenty-six: Whole Lotta Love

My girls and I slept pretty good that night, wrapped in the arms of our guys. When morning broke through the blanket of night, we all gravitated towards the kitchen. The smell of freshly brewed coffee from the kitchen had us all filing down the stairs in a kind of zombie shuffle. In the kitchen, Carlisle, flanked by Esme to his left and Renee to his right, greeted us very cheerfully. Esme and Renee were positively glowing. Carlisle looked like he just won the lottery. We single filed it by the coffee pot, grabbed a cup and sat at the table opposite the three of them. Carlisle cleared his throat. He was radiant, his smile was ear to ear.

"My sons and daughters, the three of us have an announcement, of sorts, to make." He put his arms around the two women seated next to him. He turned and kissed Esme on the lips.

Then he turned towards Renee and kissed her on the lips.

"The three of us have decided to be married together. Renee is joining our family as my other wife." The three of them giggled. Clearly, they were either high or very happy with the situation.

The six of us, on the other hand, were stunned silly.

"Ain't it great, Bella?" Renee's smile was...well, I've never seen her smile like that. She never looked happy in my whole life. Not like this. With Charlie, she lived a life trapped in silent desperation, which resulted in her drinking herself into fuck town every night. It was painful to watch the years creep up on her, knowing that she probably felt she had made the wrong decision to stay with him, yet feeling totally powerless to do anything . I never saw them showing any affection in public let alone hearing them doing it in private.

"Yes, Mom...I guess I'm really happy for you...Wow!"

I put my index finger under Edward's chin and closed his mouth. Emmett roared with a kind of laughter of approval. Jasper smiled and nodded his head. Alice and Rose were down with it. I mean, you look at the three of them and shit, they're happy-like someone turned a light switch on in their hearts.

"Ok," Carlisle continued, "On to business. Boys, it's time. We're leaving Forks and it's time to tie up loose ends."

"Time for what?" I turned and faced my love, "Edward?"

My girls and their mates left the table and headed up to their rooms. Edward stood with quite a serious look on his face, held out his hand for mine and lead me up the stairs to his room. He sat me on the bed still holding that look on his face. I didn't like that look, so I thought I should change it for him. I laid back on the bed and reached my arms out over my head, arching my back in a long muscle stretch. Edward watched me and his expression did change. He smiled, narrowed his eyes and pounced on top of me. He held my wrists in one hand, trailing kisses down my jaw, down my neck to my collarbone. His tongue licked my carotid artery and it tingled.

"Bella..." His cool, sweet breath drifted over my neck. "I love you, my angel."

"Edward..." my breath increased until I was panting, " I love you."

"It's time, my love," he said, his serious face returning.

My heart stopped, my breath caught. I stared into his eyes and he smiled. His golden eyes captured mine in their dazzling light.

I swallowed hard. "Time?"

"Yes, we're moving out very soon. Tomorrow, matter of fact."

I panicked. Hard. He had a very amused look on his face.

"Ok. I'll bite. What's so funny?"

"Exactly."

"Don't make me beat the fuck out of you." Frustration mounting.

"I'd rather you fuck the fuck out of me."

"Don't even think you're getting any."

"Oh really?" He lifted an eyebrow and my shirt. He started talking to my boobs, vibrating the twin peaks.

"Ok! Ok! You can have me...now what time is it?"

"10:32a.m."

"Smartass."

"Ok, it's like this." He lifted his head out from under my shirt and went back to dazzling me.

Here it comes.

"Carlisle thought it would be wise to change you girls before we left for Alaska."

"Before who left for Alaska?"

"Fuck Bella! All of us. Geez you get hit with a stupid stick this morning?" He laid back on the bed cracking himself up.

That was it. Call me bitch. Call me slut. But call me stupid? Uh Uh. He was going to pay for that one.

I leapt on top of him, ripped his sweats off and tortured him til he cried out my name.

So when he recovered enough to make a coherent sentence, he begin to tell me what was involved with changing a Human into a Vampire.

"We will have a short ceremony in Latin and then I'll bite you."

"Is it painful?"

"Yes, it's a difficult language, but Carlisle has been studying his syntax." Oh, love him or kill him...? He's was walking a fine line here.

"Oh. My .God, Edward." I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"What??"

"What about the biting, the changing, the Vampiring? Is it painful?"

"Meh...a little painful...a little messy...then it's over with-two, three days tops."

Hm...a little painful and messy? Why do I think 'little' is an understatement. Sort of like when your friend is trying on a totally skanky outfit and she asks you...'Does this make me look slutty?' and you answer...'Um..maybe a little.'

"Then you will awaken." He continued, ignoring the 'you're so full of shit' look that was no doubt plastered on my face. "You will be thirsty, sexed up as hell and feeling really good. I'll be there, of course, to assist you with this." A sparkle in his eyes and a shift in his nether regions told me it would be not be altogether unpleasant for him. Horny bastard.

"So, when do we do the deed?"

"Well, Carlisle is preparing for the ceremony. It's not necessary, but we do it anyways." He walked over to his closet and got out a red garment bag with my name lavishly embroidered on it, "Then, when the ceremony is complete, you and I will come back here, I'll do you , then bite you, drink you a bit and then..." he looked out the window for a moment, pursed his lips, " and then zip zip zip, you'll be changed."

"Wait, what aren't you telling me." I walked in front of him and put my hand on his stomach. He didn't answer, "Edward?"

"Well, sometimes it's not easy. Sometimes it takes longer, or it's more painful or it doesn't..." his jaw tightened and he sighed, "sometimes it doesn't work at all."

"Meaning...?"

"Well, occasionally there have been cases where the transition results in death or worse."

"Worse than death?"

"Yes, but we don't have to worry about that..come on, try on the robe."

"Ed." I was losing my patience now.

"Bell." Oh, no he is not going to play this, not now.

He sighed a big one and reluctantly started talking. "Sometimes, it results in madness, or violence or sometimes the effect is delayed or then, rarely, the blood rejects the venom. It's effects are temporary, but it's not pretty while it's happening."

"Temporary insanity? Violence? I can deal with that. " I crossed my arms over my chest. No problem.

"Yes, but can the rest of us?"

I looked at him with narrowed eyes and I swear I was going to lose it. "So, tell me Edward, is there anyway to kill a vampire?" We stared at each other for a long time. Then, there was a knock at the door.

"Time to go Mr. And Mrs. Butt-head." Emmett called in a girly voice.

A/N...I know, it's a shorty...and no, Carlisle, Esme and Renee aren't Fundamentalist Mormons, they practice a polyamorous life style. Hope you enjoyed this chapter...I certainly am enjoying your reviews..you Twilighters are frikken hilarious! Review and make my fingers fly!

Until next time...Love and Lemondrops...BSL