Carlisle ends his first speech with a joke and soon, dinner is served.

It's a lovely, sophisticated dinner, topped by the music and light banter that's passed around the table. The tension between the Masen's the Cullen's and Edward and me is practically invisible to the others on the table.

Everyone's relaxed to the point that they don't care what they say.

I look to Carlisle as dessert comes out. He smiles and shakes his head, nodding inconspicuously to the Masen's.

I glance over and am only semi-shocked to see that Edward Senior is getting fucking plastered.

But that's where I understand.

There's a reason why they call alcohol 'truth syrup'.


Ooh. I'm liking this plan. :D

Kitkat, you are the only one that can make chapters: funny, sexy, weird, happy and sad. :D All in fucking one!

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