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After the guys' little accident and Carlisle and I's little encounter, the rest of Sunday went on without event. Actually, I had time to finish three novels. I will admit that I did speed read one of them though. It was boring but, I had to read it to get to the next one. Alice stopped by my room twice to see if I wanted to go shopping. You think she would see that I don't want to go anywhere near a mall.

Monday was quite boring also. I wish it had been nicer; sunnier. I would have gone outside and ran through the forest. I love watching the sun glitter off of my skin as I dart through the trees. It is strangely relaxing.

Back to the events of this dull July Monday. Well, I went outside for a little bit. I walked through the forest along the trickling river that runs through it. I needed to see the green. When, I got back to the house Emmett and Rosalie were in the garage doing god knows what. Their cover story was her BMW. I highly doubt that. Alice and Jasper were having one of their silent conversations. Now that is kind of creepy.

I thought I heard something upstairs on the second floor after I entered the house. I recognized the sounds that were being made and I ducked out of the house. I was brimming with jealousy. Jasper looked at me before I was out of range of his special abilities. Why was this affecting me like this? They are married. He told me multiple times that he is just playing his roll. God, I hate this! He should be all mine!

I took off through the woods again. I just ran. I had to get rid of some of this anger and physical exertion seemed like a good idea. I ran a couple miles at a moderately slow speed for a vampire. I reached a clearing and decided to turn back. I couldn't run all day. Well I could have but, that wouldn't have been a good thing considering my family was going hunting later. I didn't want to be asked why I was out here.

I was about two hundred feet from the house and I could hear Esme talking with Alice so I knew I was in the clear. I also thought I heard Emmett and Rosalie otherwise occupied in their room. I slowed my pace to a jog and eventually a walk as I got closer to the house. There was no need to be in a rush. It wasn't like Carlisle was there well, alone.

I walked into the room and I noticed Jasper's eyes turn to me. Great, he wasn't going to let this go easily. Maybe it would just be easier for us to come out to the family. I tried to ignore his glances from the entrance of the kitchen and I walked over to Alice and Esme. They were both sitting in the chairs and I saw Esme look at the new TV that hung on the wall. From the look on Esme's face Jasper and Emmett went way overboard.

"I only have one question: what was going through their minds? Eighty inches! Nobody needs to blow that much money on a TV! Ugh! Why didn't Carlisle go with them?" sighed Esme. Her and Alice were discussing the monstrosity that was the new television. I must admit that they went crazy, again.

"Hey," I said sitting down in another one of the chairs near the other two women.

Alice smiled at me and gave me a peppy, "Hi!"

I saw that Esme was annoyed but, she smiled at me and pulled me right into the conversation. "You were home when they left to buy this right?" she asked me. Jasper ducked into the kitchen completely.

"Um, yeah. I was kind of distracted," I paused then continued, "I was reading."

"Oh, I wish one of us would have thought of going with them. Maybe we would have a normal sized TV," she sighed.

"The TV is perfect!" boomed Emmett from somewhere upstairs.

"You would think so!" retorted Alice.

"You two will never be shopping for another television ever again!" yelled Esme up at Emmett. I heard both men snicker and then a hand hitting the back of a head. That was followed by a rather loud "Oww."

"So are we keeping the TV? And where did they even find that thing?" I asked.

"We went, um, out of town!" shouted Emmett from upstairs.

"They already put it up. We have no other choice," grumbled Esme.

"Don't worry, they will learn their lesson," said Alice, cryptically. We both looked at her and she smiled. The grin that spread across her face was similar to something that The Joker from Batman would wear. She was scaring me.

"Alice," warned Esme. Neither of us liked the tone that Alice had in her voice. She knew something that neither of us wanted to know.

"It will be fine Esme," encouraged Alice. We both glared at the little pixie and I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, stop with the attitude. I am going to leave early for the trip. I'll meet you guys in the forest in about an hour," she paused and looked over to the kitchen. "Jasper, I'm going to leave now. Are you coming with?" she asked. We all stood up. I heard a door open and close. The next thing I knew my brother was standing next to me. I jumped a little at the sudden appearance. Everybody chuckled at me.

"Still aren't used to that are ya sis?" Jasper asked, utilizing his slight southern drawl. He threw his arm around my shoulder and I tried to squirm out from under it. He wouldn't let me and that further amused my family members.

I kicked him in the shin and whined, "Let me go!" he laughed and the vibration transferred over to my body. I kicked him one more time and he was laughing so hard I was able to escape. The only downfall to this situation was Jasper. He was laughing his ass off therefore the rest of us were.

We stood there submerged in laughter for a couple minutes. After that time, Jasper started to get his emotions under control. We all settled down and the couple left the room. Esme and I took our former seats. I saw them run to the edge of the forest outside of the house and disappear.

I stood to get up from my chair when I felt a hand reach for my wrist. I had my back to her but; I knew that she wanted to talk. Any other time I would be perfectly comfortable with having a normal discussion with her. Today on the other hand, I was scared shitless. I'm screwed! She is going to find out I am sleeping with her hot husband.

"Bella, please, sit down. I haven't been able to talk to you in a while," she suggested. I turned around to face her and sat back down. I was hoping she wouldn't see how nervous I was. I tried to make my face calm.

"So you and Carlisle are speaking again?" she asked, innocently. Shit!!!

"Um, yeah, I guess. We listened to music together the other day," I allowed. She wasn't getting anymore from me than absolutely necessary.

"What did you guys listen to?" she asked. She appeared genuinely curious. She was still absolutely clueless. What kind of person does this to someone they look at as a mother? I'm a complete bitch.

"Carlisle had a CD with some of Edward's old recordings on it. I didn't know he had it. I heard it outside of his office and he asked me to listen with him," I responded. Then I made out with your husband and God I loved it. His tongue, his hands, hmmmm…

"I've listened to that one. It is quite beautiful. Your Edward was a magnificent musician," she told me. Thanks for making me feel even guiltier.

"Yeah, he was. The recording does not have the life that the real thing did," I said, my voice falling to a whisper. Damn it! Now I miss Edward and feel like a slut for fucking around with my adopted husband.

"That is true. I never got to ask you how you liked helping us out at the shop. It seemed like you liked it," she led. I smiled despite myself and my ever growing nerves.

"Yeah, I liked it. I enjoyed getting away from the guys. I will admit that all of the lace, flowers, and white were not all that unbearable," I laughed.

She nodded her head and smiled, at me. "Thank you Bella. It was nice having you there. You should join us more often," Esme suggested.

"I'm thinking I will," I responded. I had not heard the feather light footsteps down the stairs. The only reason I was aware of another being in the room was him appearing right behind Esme's chair. He smiled at me and placed a kiss in the crock of her neck. I was brimming with jealousy just like that.

She turned her head to look at her husband, my lover, and kissed him quickly on the lips; which he returned.

"Why don't you join us?" Esme suggested motioning to the chair in between the two of us. Fuck, I already want to take my tongue all the way down his long hard cock.

He snaked his arms around her neck. "I don't want to interrupt you two," he said. Thank you!

"No, you wouldn't be interrupting," Carlisle unwrapped his arms and was moving to take his seat, "Bella was just telling me a little bit ago, that you two were listening to some of Edward's music," said Esme. Carlisle stopped dead in his tracks and looked at me. I'm pretty sure he saw the pleading look in my eyes. He was only still for half of a second and then sat down between us.

When he was seated jumped right into the conversation. "Yeah, we did. We all enjoyed his music," he sighed. I could see a tinge of sadness at the mention of his deceased son.

"That we did," I said. The look of sadness that I saw momentarily was enough to make me want to cry, if I could cry.

"So, Esme, are you planning on hunting anything special tonight?" I asked. Like I care… I think I know what I want to hunt tonight.

"No, Bella. Knowing Emmett he will lead us to something big," she giggled thinking about her biggest son.

"That is true," chuckled Carlisle.

The next hour passed by quickly. Surprisingly, I was able to relax with both Esme, my mother and wife to my lover, and Carlisle, my lover, in the same room.

Esme, Rosalie, and Emmett left about thirty minutes ago and I couldn't be more distracted. I was attempting to read again but, my mind was elsewhere. Actually, my mind was in this house still but, not exactly on the book.

I tried reading for another three minutes but, could not succeed. I decided to see what I could remember on the piano. It had been a couple of years since I had sat down at the beautiful black baby grand that we have. I closed my book and walked down the two flights of stairs to the first floor. I practically ran to the piano. I had no idea was I was so excited.

I sat down on the bench and lifted the key cover. There was no dust on anything, of course. Nobody has played since we moved back but, my sister keeps the house perfectly clean.

My fingers rested at the middle C position and I let myself be swept away. My heart was being poured into this piece that I had never played or even heard before. My right fingers ran up the keys to the highest notes and my left hit some of the lowest bass notes. The melodies and harmonies contrasted but, weaved together. No human would have been able to play this without having a stroke. I love my music; always have, but, today seemed almost religious. I have never been as good as Edward and I could never figure out how he could put so much emotion into a piece that had no vocals. I accomplished that without even trying.

I heard Carlisle's office door open and close. I knew he would be at my side in less than a couple of seconds.

A pair of cold hands came down onto my shoulders and I just kept playing. His lips pressed behind my ear and I shivered but, kept playing. His lips moved down my neck and he drew a moan from me but, I wouldn't give in. he tried on more time on my collarbone and I wouldn't stopped playing. He groaned and removed his hands from me. I giggled.

"You think that's funny?" he teased. I nodded my head as he pulled a chair up beside me at the piano.

"Well, how about you stop playing and I make up to you for earlier before I go to work," he suggested his voice husky with lust. It sent shivers down my spine.

"As much as I would like that, I was thinking that maybe we could talk," I said, stopping playing and turning to face him. I could tell his eyes were darker than usually and I wasn't from lack of blood.

"Talk about what?" he asked, genuinely curious.

"I wanted to talk about what we are doing and how we are going to handle our future," I told him. I saw him stiffen a little. He was just as nervous as I was.

"Okay but, we only have a little over an hour" he said scooting closer to me. He also reached out and took my hand in his. I nodded and took a deep breath.

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