"What?"
It's Edward's mother, this time.
I level a glare at her and she bristles. "You heard me. I said no; I'm not letting him anywhere near you."
"Nor will I leave her anywhere near either of you," Edward says and I smile to myself, just a small smile of satisfaction… of pride.
I squeeze his thigh, and he retaliates, squeezing my hand.
God, I love you…
Edward Masen smiles at the both of us and sits down. He takes a swig of the red wine that's in his glass, eyeing us.
Eyes shift back and forth, glares shared… leveled.
"What do you want?" He finally asks.
Edward and I smile, or hands linking.
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