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Chapter Sixteen
Yesterday afternoon, Bella ate lunch with my parents. It wasn't as painful as it could've been. That was partly due to the fact I didn't have enough time to properly over-analyze since I found out about it ten minutes before I showed up.
Esme had sent me a text letting me know they were on their way to the restaurant, casually adding that Bella was in the backseat. I suppose I was more shocked that Esme even knew how to text rather than the fact Bella was joining us for lunch. Esme was very persuasive on her own, but add my sweater-vest-loving father to the equation and they were unstoppable.
Bella's top half was calm, she never flinched or faltered. Her leg bouncing under the table was the only indicator she was a bundle of nerves.
I grabbed her leg to calm her, which seemed to do the trick. It took everything I had not to go relieve myself in the bathroom of Pacific fucking Pizza.
Esme stared at her in awe, almost as if Bella held a secret. Carlisle didn't say much, but then again, he never does.
Alice had met her two days ago at the storage unit, claiming it was a coincidence. Nothing is ever a coincidence with Alice. She just...knows shit. And it's annoying.
She called me later that evening to tell me Bella was nice, but young.
"But isn't she too young for you, Edward?"
Too young for me to what? Hang out with her? Get to know her? Be her fucking friend?
Earlier that day same day, before Alice had interrupted us, I had casually mentioned to my mom and sister I was going to help out a friend and lend her a couch. And when they questioned if the aforementioned friend was attractive, I didn't deny it. I couldn't.
And because I apparently never blush, Alice accused me of having a crush. Yes. My twenty-nine year old sister used the word crush. So I told her to mind her own damn business because it was really getting old.
Two days ago, I made the mistake of kissing Bella, my tenant, because I couldn't help myself.
Three days ago, I made the mistake of getting snockered and convincing Bella, my tenant, to sleep with me in a tent.
Four days ago, nothing terrified me. Until I met Bella Swan, my tenant.
A/N: Just a little EPOV. He's nice & apparently it's not clowns that scare him.