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That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of…
Chapter Sixty-Three
BPOV
After Carlisle practically had to drag Esme away from the ticket counter while in not-so-many words asking her if she´d lost her mind, I sulked behind them, flaming cheeks and all.
I thought we´d put the whole debacle was behind us.
Boy was I wrong!
Esme just had to make another scene.
This time, she decided to take on the TSA officers at the security check-in point that refused to let her walk me to the gate.
In front of about a zillion people!
Would this fucking nightmare ever end?
Once again, Carlisle damn near had to wrestle her to the ground to get her to see reason.
Turns out, she was willing to compromise.
After fifty thousand hugs and kisses, Esme finally acquiesced when a little motorized golf cart that beeped in hopes that the fucking people hurrying along, trying to get to their gate before missing their flights showed up to drive me to my gate.
OMG!
Will this nightmare ever end?
What the hell it wrong with this woman?
She acts like I´m going to be kidnapped between here and the airplane!
As Esme took down the driver´s name and ID number, Carlisle came over to say goodbye.
"Well Kiddo," he smiled, stroking my crimson-colored cheek with the back of his hand. "I know hard it's to see right now, but she really does love you. All this," he waved a hand in the direction of his deranged wife, "it´s only because she loves you so much, we love you so much. May not seem like it, but I swear that we do." Crossing his heart, he gave me famous Cullen pout that melted my heart every time I saw it.
Damn you, Carlisle Cullen and your voodoo magic!
We may not have all been blood-related, but Edward and I had that look perfected. And I am ashamed to admit that I used that look to get my way on several occasions, especially on Edward; it was his kryptonite.
Sighing, I let myself smile watching my crazy mom kick the front tires of the cart. "I know. I love that she goes all mama bear protective over me. And if you ever repeat this, I´ll make your life a living hell! Starting with blowing the whistle on your little stash of hot Cheetohs tucked in the back of your office drawer. I bet Me-me would love to hear all about that." Carlisle´s eyes grew wide with shock. Yeah buddy, I got you right where I want you.
"You wouldn't!"
"I so would," I replied calmly, leveling him with a serious gaze.
"You´re diabolical, kid," Carlisle grinned and leaned over to give me a kiss on the cheek before dragging his wife away; kicking and screaming.
I wouldn't change my crazy-ass family for anything in the world.
The flight attended brought me a Shirley Temple once I was settled into my seat.
Bringing my legs up, I burrowed deeper into the plush leather seat and I sighed in contentment.
This was the life!
Six hours stood between me, a summer of fun, and the man I loved.
Can we get this damn bird in the air already!
Here´s a little midnight snack! Let me hear from you guys!
Hasta Mañana...
Krazi
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