Hazel.. thanks for the review! :) and i think earlier in the chapter i had put that peter frequently uses contacts so he can blend in with the people in whatever town he's passing through.. something along those lines.. hope that clears it up!
Chapter 9
Masen kissed Esme on the cheek and guided Leah out the front door, "See you guys soon."
"Thanks for dinner and everything," Leah told them with a wave. She threw the hood up of the hooded sweatshirt Masen had given to her to sheild the heavy rain.
"You're very welcome," Esme said, not wanting to close the door, "Stay dry."
"Be safe," Carlisle told them.
Masen smiled and waved as the two of them ran to his car.
"Come on," Edward said, tossing William his baseball hat. They each threw on a windbreaker jacket and Edward grabbed his keys. Bella, Renesme and Jacob made their way toward the front door with them.
"Where are you going?"
"To see G.I. Joe," William told them.
"He kills animals for food," Edward told Esme, picking up on her thoughts on whether or not the movie would be alright, "I think he can handle Channing Tatum and The Rock."
Carlisle snickered and Esme hit him lightly on the chest.
"Where's the little one?" Jacob asked, pulling his hood up over his head.
"Alice and Jasper just got back," Esme told him, "So they snatched her."
"For practice?" Renesme asked suspiciously.
Bella laughed at her daughter's suspiscions.
"Maybe..." Esme said with a grin.
"Okay, well the movie starts in a half hour," Edward told them, "We have to go."
"Nessy, G.I. Joe for you too?" Carlisled asked.
"Channing Tatum," Jacob reminded him with a closed mouth smile.
Bella looked back and him and laughed, then smiled at Renesme.
"Of course," Carlisle said, raising his eyebrows, "Have fun."
They paraded out the door and piled into Edward's car.
"No one uses umbrellas anymore, huh?" Carilsle said aloud. He put an arm around Esme and walked to nowhere in particular. They overheard Seth and Luciana talking in the living room.
"Can we wait until it dies down out there?" Luciana asked Seth, "I don't mean to be such a girl but I just got my hair done."
Esme and Carlisle looked at each other and smiled, not wanting to let them know they'd overheard their conversation. Esme shrugged and decided to intervene anyway, "Stay as long as you need to," she called to them.
Seth let out a little laugh, "Thanks. Sorry."
"It's fine," Carlisle called back.
Esme wandered into the kitchen, getting ready to tackle a sink full of dirty dishes and leftover papertowels that were scattered about.
"Go upstairs. Put on a movie, or go hang with Alice. Relax."
"No, I've got it," she insisted, reaching into the sink.
Carlisle playfully grabbed her arms as she reached and pinned them to her sides beneath his. He interlocked her fingers with his and dipped his head so his lips just barely touched the bottom of her earlobe, "Go upstairs and make yourself more... comfortable." His voice came out in a smooth whisper that left Esme grinning.
"Mmm.." she said in a light moan, "Okay. If you insist."
He let her go and smiled as she turned around, "I do."
Esme planted a single kiss on his lips and fluttered up the stairs. Carlisle smiled to himself as he began to clean up the dishes at a more human pace to keep from breaking anything. From the other room he could hear Jasper trying to get Alexandra to say his name and Alice's laughter was happy and contagious. They shared a few words about the possibility of having their own little one before the discussion changed quickly for no reason in particular.
The house was fairly quiet after half of the family had gone out and left the rain sounding deafening on the rooftop. Occasional strikes of lightening decorated the sky and once or twice the lights dimmed and flickered, though never went out.
"The power better not go out!" Alice's voice called out, "I'm waiting for my movie to come on at ten."
"You've seen it before," Jasper told her lightly.
"Yeah, but I've been waiting to watch it tonight."
Carlisle found himself feeling carefree and happy at the mood of his family, and the relative calm nature of everyone. Rosalie and Emmett had disappeared to parts unknown, fighting all the way until they couldn't be heard anymore. He was sure they'd both come around, as they always did.
He made his way toward the hallway and reached into a closet, removing an umbrella before walking it over toward Seth and Leah, who were still debating on when to leave. "Don't think I'm at all rushing you out," Carlisle told them, "But you can get to where you need to go at a normal pace without messing up your hair." He leaned the umbrella up against the couch next to Seth, "I don't know why anyone else didn't grab it."
"Thanks," Seth told him.
"Yeah, thank you so much," Luciana said. She smiled.
Carlisle flicked off the kitchen light and walked up the stairs. He closed the door lightly behind him as he crossed into their room.
Esme smiled, recognizing his intentions. She shook her head, though turned the volume of the television up a little extra loud.
Carlisle rushed over and pinned her down on the bed beneath him, teasing her lips by letting his linger just a few centimeters above hers.
Esme threw her arms around him and pulled him into a long, needy makeout session, muffling her moans into his mouth.
As he leaned back, she played with the collar of his shirt and let a laugh ripple through her, "Did you just kick the kids out?" She heard Seth and Luciana's voices as they made their way down the driveway.
Carlisle chuckled, "No. I just gave them an umbrella."
"Hmm..." She pushed him back, sending the two of them off the bed before she guided him onto the seat she typically used while she put on make up by the bureau. Recognizing there was no back to the seat, she shifted it so his back rested against the wall and she planted a knee on either side of him.
He smiled and laughed again, "Didn't like where we were?" His hands pushed upward on her casual, striped t-shirt.
Esme finished the job for him and threw the shirt up over her head, tossing it to the side, "Too loud. Jasper and Alice are with Alexandra downstairs."
"Mmm.. good thinking." Carlisle brought his mouth back to hers as she struggled with the top button of his pants. After a few seconds he let out a light laugh as he sensed his wife was becoming a little frustrated with the task. He took his hands off of her for a moment to undo it.
"Sorry," she said with a laugh.
"You could've ripped them for all I care," he told her.
Carlisle thought for a moment how different it was to be with Esme this time, compared to the last time they were together. As meaningful and great as it was the day before he'd left to go to Canada, there was a bittersweet feeling that left the two of them flush with a wave of heavy emotions. Tonight, he found himself enjoying himself in different ways, as he was able to relax and enjoy being with her without anything hanging above his head.
"Give me the arch," she said to him, referencing the movie Hall Pass.
He knew exactly what she meant and grinned, lifting his hips up a few inches so she could slide his pants down.
"You look so good in these," Esme told him, playing with the fabric of his boxerbriefs.
Carlisle leaned his head back against the wall and stared into Esme's eyes. He loved seeing her this carefree.
She continued to take control of the situation and brought her mouth back to his, becoming more aroused by his attempts to silence his moans. He eased her out of the shorts she'd been wearing and took an extra second to admire her figure.
"Staring, Dr. Cullen?" Esme teased him with a seductive ring in her voice.
Carlisle's hands tightened around her as he found himself loving the way she'd just called him that, "It'd be a sin not to."
She pushed herself against him, enjoying the little edge of power she had over him at the moment. He let out a painful laugh, longing for her to have her way with him as he suffered in the best of ways beneath her.
As much as she enjoyed seeing him, literally, on the edge of his seat, Esme looked at him with a smile before deciding to give in to both of their desires.