I'm not dedicating this chapter to anyone, because I didn't get much reviews….D:
And since I didn't get that many, there weren't that many to choose from and none of them caught my eye….
Not much else to say…
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BPOV
I easily resumed the role of mistress of the house, because Edward's attitude kept the situation from being awkward. At dinner we visited like I'd done with Charlie. After dinner he joined me when I went to the pergola or to the garden room to read. He brought his paper and read, and sometimes we watched some T.V. If I strolled along the river, he went with me, it was as if I was seeing the property through his eyes. I was learning to appreciate and fall in love with it all over again. Every morning, I received a fresh rose beside my breakfast plate. Obviously, he'd meant what he said when he told me to make myself at home.
Why was he doing this? Did he have some ulterior motive? Why was my dad reluctant for me to return to Redwood without him? Was there a side of Edward I hadn't seen?
There were way to many questions that swirled around my head, needing to be answered.
I was content at just being at Redwood again, that I had no desire to go anywhere but to church every once in awhile. I would have preferred to walk, but I didn't want to offend Edward. The first Sunday after I'd been restored to my home and former position, I decided to drive his car to the church. The night before, he'd asked me to have breakfast with him in the garden room.
"Sunday morning is the only time I eat a leisurely breakfast and I'd like for you to join me."
"It depends on how leisurely you'll be," I responded with a smile. "I'm going to church, and need to be there by nine thirty."
"Then we'll eat at eight."
"Since I'm joining you for breakfast, will you go with me to church?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Just no."
Not wanting to upset him, I didn't pry.
EPOV
I didn't promise, but when she was ready to leave, I walked to the garage with her in case she needed any help with the car. Since she'd asked me to go to church, that sounded as if she wasn't ashamed to be seen with me in public. Should I ask her on a date? Spending time with Bella was healing my in places that I didn't know I was even injured.
Each Sunday, after breakfast, I gave the staff the rest of the day off. I noticed that Bella had usually spent her other Sundays with Angela, but when the housekeeper left the estate soon after Bella had left, I hoped that her and I could have the rest of the day to ourselves.
When Bella returned, I heard her enter the kitchen. The kitchen staff left sandwich fixings and other snacks in the fridge, and I knew that she would prepare a light lunch. I walked in before she could choose anything.
"Hi," she said, blushing, "You caught me raiding the fridge…"
"We could go someplace for lunch, if you prefer."
"Thanks, but I need to catch up on some computer work. Charlie keeps bugging me to know when I'll be heading back."
"Don't you have to sisters to help care for him?"
She laughed, "You don't know my sisters! They've been spoiled all their lives, and keep complaining to my dad, blaming him for their troubles. They way they act, you'd guess that living on a farm is worse than living in Siberia."
I watched her closely. She'd refused to go to lunch, did she really have computer work to attend to? She'd invited me to go to church with her. Was that different than going somewhere else with me? I'd gotten used to people staring at my scars, but it may bother her.
"I'm going to eat a snack on the patio. Do you want to join me?"
I smiled a genuine smile, the first in awhile. "Yes. I'd like that."
She filled a tray with two wrapped sandwiches, some fruit, and some bottled drinks. I picked up the tray and carried it to the patio out back, where we sat at a small glass topped table.
"When we were children," she said, reminiscing, "we had company over every Sunday. My dad's parents were alive then and several of our cousins lived in the next town over. Do you have any family, Edward?"
I sighed before answering. "Well…there are seven people total, soon to be nine people in my family." Bella's eyes widened. "Yes, I have a big family. But, we're all adopted. My parents, Carlisle is a very successful doctor and my mother Esme, is a popular home designer. I have four other siblings. Emmett, is a lazy bum. He inherited a vast amount of money, invested it and went from there. Rosalie, his wife, is a supermodel. Jasper is in the war in a way. He used to actually fight, but I'll get to that. He plans strategies for them now. His wife, my sister, is a fashion designer. She'd pregnant with twins, which worried Jasper so he stopped taking the risk of war. Then there's me."
"Wow." Bella seemed utterly speechless.
After lunch, we went to the warehouse, and although I praised her on her efficiency, I was disturbed when I saw how much work she'd done. In a few weeks she'd be going out of my life. Forever most likely. Was I ready for that? For the only person I felt connected to, to just walk away?
DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!! I dunno…I just felt like that was the right place to stop the chappie….:3 Review?????
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