uh-oh, I'm being damned *glances at Twi-mom12292005*...here we go...ready for the last chapters?
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BPOV
Roughly three months have passed since Carlisle's accident.
Twelve weeks since falling asleep in my Poseidon's arms for the first time... and waking up there.
The first few days had been rough, not knowing whether to laugh, cry or scream in frustration.
I'd wanted him so bad...and he'd told me no.
After I calmed and he explained why, I was grateful.
Especially as those first days passed and I realized how right he had been.
I would have felt used.
He shared his tragic past with me as part of my healing.
Letting me know just how much he understood exactly what I was going through.
Their deaths had been freak accidents...but we'd found each other because of them, in spite of them.
And the bottom line was that the time had been good for us.
It had allowed us to become best friends before moving it to a physical level.
Unfortunately, Sam and Leah had not been so patient.
Yeah, we were puppy grandparents...to seven puppies. Sam had some super sperm.
I might have had a small obsession with the Twilight books and after Edward pointed out that our dogs were named after the pack leader and his ex-girlfriend, I couldn't resist.
We named the puppies Jake, Jared, Emily, Sue, Quil, Embry and Seth.