A/N: Beta'd by the one and only... Midnight Cougar.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters... I just make them do what I want... Please don't sue.
Summary: When Edward Cullen is hired to work on heartbroken writer Isabella Swan's house, will he end up fixing a lot more than just her house?
27.
Bella wasn't stupid. She had purposefully planned to pick up the dogs now while her parents were at work. She loved them, but she really couldn't sit through another lecture on taking care of herself. The dogs took to Edward right away. Bella guessed it was because he had one of his own, but that didn't really explain why Bella had taken to him so quickly, too.
By the time they got back to Bella's house, Emmett was outside on the front lawn, talking to two girls, who Bella recognized and told Edward were the teenage daughters of the family down the street.
"Oh, God," Edward groaned. "Tell me they're over eighteen."
Bella laughed and opened her door, letting out the dogs. "I think they are, yeah. Barely."
"That's funny... the house doesn't look finished," Edward said loudly, making Emmett turn around with a start and hurriedly bid the two girls goodbye.
"They were just asking for directions," Emmett told him, before flashing a grin at Bella. "I'll go..."
"Slack off somewhere else?" Edward asked, smiling back at him. Though it was one of his do-not-cross-me smiles, the kind where his eyes were flashing daggers.
Emmett, at least, had the good grace to look a little sheepish as he went off back into the house.