Bella:
"I can't believe Jessica turned up," Edward rants, for the millionth time.
"Security dealt with her," I remind him.
There are still some guests milling around, though this doesn't seem to bother Edward as he quickly pulls me into the small office at the back of the shop. Pulling me against him, he plants a deep, long kiss on my lips. "Sorry," Edward chuckles sheepishly. "I've wanted to do that all night."
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling his lips back down to mine. I don't know how long we spend, just kissing, but soon there's a loud coughing.
"Do you think you could detach yourself from Bella long enough for me to say goodbye?" Rose huffs. When I turn around to look at her, she's got a hand on her hip. Anyone else would think she's angry, but I can see the small smile playing on her lips.
"I'd rather not," Edward replies easily, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Tough luck mister," Rose retorts, grabbing me away from him and giving me a big hug. "Tonight was amazing, I'm so proud of you!" she says, sounding close to tears.
After Rose leaves, Edward and I return to the main area. Saying a goodbye and thank you to John before leaving to go to the restaurant with Edward's parents. Nerves are running through me, causing me to have a vice like grip on his hand. He isn't complaining, though.
As we enter the restaurant, we make our way over to the table where Mr and Mrs Cullen are seated. A quick hello is said, and Edward holds out my chair for me.
"Thank you for inviting me, well, us, out for dinner," I thank, stuttering from nerves.
"It was no problem, dear," Esme says gently.
"So are you the girl Edward left Jessica for?" Carlisle asks bluntly.
"Um, uh, well, I don't really…" I mutter, looking down at my lap to avoid his laser like gaze.
"Dad, stop. Don't pretend to be unhappy about Jessica and me breaking up," Edward gives his dad a glare, silently telling him to shut up.
"That's not what I was questioning. I was merely curious as to how you met each other," Carlisle says, looking at me, so clearly wanting me to explain.
"I, uh, I was Jessica's teacher, and then I quit. And, I was working in this bar, um, and Edward came into the bar…and…well…that's how it all started," I stutter.
"You taught Jessica? Why did you quit?" Carlisle intrigues, leaning forward to make sure he hears my reply.
"Uh, yeah. Um, I quit because…because Jessica slapped me. And wasn't expelled," I blurt out to him.
"She what?" Carlisle seethes.
"Calm down, honey," Esme coos, placing a calming hand on her husband's arm.
"Jessica slapped Bella," Edward replies. I'm just sat, mouth hanging open, unable to speak.
"I'm so sorry that happened to you, Bella. I hope you'll forgive me, but I just wanted to make sure the next girl my son starts dating isn't a bitch like Jessica," Carlisle explains.
Right. Still can't speak.
A/N: Thoughts on Carlisle? :D
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