Esme POV:
I smiled to myself as I felt the sun's warmth on my skin. By the second day of our trip, the water was starting to get clearer, and the sand on the beaches we passed was gradually becoming whiter as we went further south. Lying out in the sun always makes me happy. Perfectly content, and ordinarily it would be a simple pleasure. But, as a vampire and resident of a town that's cloudy for the majority of the time, it is a rare thing. I was enjoying my time so much that up until that point, I hadn't really thought about the kids at all. But an sudden feeling of unease assaulted me. I tried to not think about it, and focused on how wonderful the rest of my vacation would be. Still, that nagging thought kept coming back to me. What if there was something wrong at home?
"Carlisle!" I called from across the yacht's deck. He practically jumped out of the hot tub and rushed over. Apparently I sounded upset…
"Is everything okay?" he asked as he knelt next to the lounge chair I laid in.
"I don't know…I'm a little worried about the kids…"
"I'm sure they're great…you do so much for all of us…just enjoy yourself." I wanted to, I really did. But something felt wrong.
"Okay…"
"Good," He kissed me before sitting down on the chair next to mine, "they can handle being alone…I think." This time, he sounded unsure, as if he were convincing himself.
"Of course. Some of them have had over a century to learn from mistakes." And as quickly as the worry had come, it left. I had myself convinced-- everything would be perfectly fine…