CHAPTER FIVE

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I could see them. I could see the slight blush on Bella's cheeks and the sly glances that Edward threw to her. I could see them as they moved to clear the table after dinner. She would reach and he would pass, without even looking. He would gather the dishes and she would collect the glasses.

I would be insane to assign some sort of connection to them this early in their relationship.

The relationship that hasn't even been created yet, the one that they don't even know exists.

But there is a connection. I smile to myself as I leave the room.

I have been watching them both since they arrived. They are the only two people currently sleeping under this roof that aren't in a relationship.

Some may call me a meddler or an interferer. I prefer matchmaker, or gifted grouper. I would like to say that I have a sixth sense about this type of thing, but one cannot fake the type of vibe that is being spouted by these two.

I know that they are both sleeping up there, in the third storey of this house. They're alone. Who knows what might blossom? We would all be lucky if it is love, but if friendship is all they achieve in the two weeks before the wedding then that is all I ask. They may just find a companion in the mess.

"So, Edward and Bella?" She asks me. I grin at her. I may've found a sidekick for my evil plans.

"Can you see it too?" I ask her. Her sight is better than mine and I just want to make sure that I am not blinded by my desire for them to be happy. She is also very close to half of the possible pair.

She twists her lips. "I do see them."

"What should we do?" I ask her. She is as eager as I am. I clutch her hand and we perform a little jig at the breakfast bar. I am excited I have a partner in crime. She is more experienced than I am.

He enters and we stop our little dance. "What are you two up to?" He is suspicious.

"Nothing," we chime. He doesn't buy it.

"Not interfering, right?" he asks. He can see right through us.

"Nope." Again we speak in unison. He nods slowly and moves to the sink to rinse his cup.

"Alright," He says slowly as he turns off the tap. "But can you both just let Edward and Bella fall for each other on their own?" He knows us too well.

"Of course."

"We wouldn't meddle."

"I'm going to bed." He says slowly and leaves the kitchen. He glances over his shoulder just once before he leaves the room. We listen until we can hear the tell-tale squeak of the third step before we continue talking.

"Do you have any plans?" she asks me eagerly.

"I have ideas," I smile. She gestures impatiently for me to continue. I spill the few plans I have and she adds ideas of her own.

"Should we get reinforcements?" She asks pondering the ideas we've laid on the table. Some will need more power than the two of us share.

She tells me who she thinks will help. Her reasoning for excluding people makes sense. I suggest that some of them can be incorporated without their knowledge.

She smiles and we both head for bed.

...

I see them as Edward gently cradles Bella's foot in his hands. I watch as he slowly places her foot on the ground and then offers her his hand.

Bella takes it and Edward pulls her up off the ground slowly. He embraces her in his arms and they gaze at each other. I don't know what they are doing, or how they got out here, but this is how I found them. Edward caring for Bella, before they trap themselves in what I can only call a lover's gaze.

Their heads snap apart suddenly and even I can feel the unease that the air between them holds.

Edward smiles and I breathe out a breath I didn't realise I had held.

I must go tell her. Things are well. Quite well, indeed.

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