"Edward. Get over here and carve this ham."
"I don't even like ham."
She throws a spare towel at me. "Did I ask you that? Bring your ass."
"Jesus." I stomp over and slam my cup down. I pick up the carving fork and get to work. She's lucky she's my mother.
"Honey."
"Oh, now I'm honey? Ow!"
"I don't know who you think you're talking to, but you are not too old to be taken out. What is wrong with you?" She puts her hands on her hips, concerned and frustrated.
This isn't my first tantrum today.
Or my second.
But even though I'm not a child…
A hug would be really nice.
But I may crush anyone who comes too close so…
"Oh, Edward."
"Why does everyone keep saying that?!"
She gives me a look that only a mom can pull off.
"Sorry. It's just...this was my biggest fear. I told you and Dr. Garrett - "
"We told you to get to know her and ease into it. Honey, you've had girlfriends before. This should not be this hard. Remember Samantha?"
I definitely remember Samantha. Her ass was nowhere near as nice as Isabella's.