"Would you please put me to bed before you end up staying here" she said her arms on her waist. "Please mommy…..I'm already stressed out! I need some rest". She pleaded this time. Her lower lip out with a pout.
Edward and I both chuckled. Edward unwounded his arms around me and dashed towards sleepy Renesmee. He set out daughter in his arms and held out his other hand to me.
We raced past the dark and unfamiliar path again. Our hands intertwined, we ran like wild grazing animals.
Renesmee reached out for my face. She showed me what happened in school today. She showed me how irritating her teacher was. She also showed me all the boys who was obsequious. They tried to impress her by giving her their recess and even their lunch. Funny. She started to laugh about this. Both Edward and I joined in. Our laughs trailed of in a synchronized pattern. It was like a piece played by an orchestra. So musical….
We walked through the hallway towards Renesmee's newly renovated room.
So silently, Edward sat on the rocking chair with half asleep Renesmee in his arms.
Her eyes flickering from the start, gently closed and a deep sigh of contentment ruffled in the air.
The picture left me sitting there breathless. My beautiful daughter sleeping soundly in his father's arms. Back and forth, back and forth the rocking chair moved as he drift little Renesmee into the world of dreams.
He's once suggested to do some inventory on our daughter's little room. And apparently my rocking chair first came to his mind. I started to feel surprisingly bouyant that he was still so attached to my "once upon a time in human life".
In the stillness of the moon's silhouette, I noticed frozen drops of rain falling down from the black sheet of the night sky. Snow I suppose. It was winter already.
So I got up and towed my wasy out of the room and into the beauty of the night. Outside the night was icy cold, it reminded me of the set of fingers brushing and caressing my cheek until it burns deep red. Set of hands that always turn my worries into a blur that I don't seem to remember anymore. Darkness that comes to light. That's the role of Edward's hands for me.
"Where were we?" Edward's voice startled me. He took my hands and started to 'twirl' with me again... nice.
Annoyingly, my feet struggled to keep it's strength. It was struggling...struggling to be swayed. Well one dance isn't gonna kill me, or is it? Oh well. I considered it.
"The night sky's beauty is nothing compared to you do you have any idea how you leave me breathless?" he sighed. His velvet voice sounded like the calm waves in the beach. Splashing into the big boulders of rocks. "Mmm... this is nice" I breathed snuggling my face tighter to his long-sleeved shirt. His scent was impossible to ignore. Don't even get me started at how unbelievably gorgeous his chest was.