Chapter Forty-Five

Elizabeth's POV

(time jump/two months)

Three days until Valentines Day. I was in my weekend cleaning clothes. Low rise sweatpants, and an old tank top. My hair was in a high pony tail, and many pieces of my bangs were falling loose and dangling in my face. I blew them out of the way as I bent over to clean the glass coffee in the living room. I had just set the center piece back down when the door opened. I turned to look. Peter set down his coat.

"Hey sweetheart" He said, as I took the polish back to the cupboard.

"Hello, How was your day?" I asked him. I turned around and he was looking me right in the eyes. He smiled and pulled a bouquet of flowers out from behind his back.

"For my beautiful wife" he said, handing the flowers to me. I took them and smelled them. Lavender and Roses. My favorite. And Esmes Signature scent, according to Stephenie Meyer.

"Oh Peter, they're wonderful," I said, and kissed him. Then he handed me a pink bag. Before I had a chance to open it. Peter spoke up.

" I'm really sorry sweetie, I gotta go back to the set for a late night shoot. But I'll be back by nine o'clock ok," he kissed me again before turning to get his coat again.

"Alright, I'll see you later," I said before he left. I set the unopened bag on the kitchen island and put the flowers in a vase of water. Then I peered in the bag. What I pulled out of it was a shock. I knew why he bought this. And tonight I would get what I've wanted for quite a while.