First off, to everyone who supported me, bought Ardor, or simply wished me the best of luck…thank you. Second, if you have read something of mine before you know, I don't leave my stories abandoned. The reason why I say this is because if I miss a week or update I don't want any of you to worry.
This story, from what I see in my head is maybe 60- to 80 chaps long and with a few twist and turns until we get to my HEA. So sit back and enjoy. To those that complain about the length of the chapter…kiddos this is a drabble. Short chaps are a give in. I understand that I am not updating 5 times a day as I am accustomed too… but I just released a book, I work outside the home, have responsibilities and things that I know don't matter to you, but they limit my free time. All I ask for is patience as I try to re organize myself and your continued support with all my ventures, because it is your push that drives me harder to keep going.
Chapter 20
Bella's POV
The drive over to my sister's house was filled with anxiety and dread. I haven't seen my husband in so long and I'm just not sure how to control myself with him so near. He will always be the man of my dreams and the only one who could turn me into goo with just one look.
"Oh thank God," my sister, Esme, yelled as soon as my truck was put in park. "Paul has a black eye," I gasped but also proud of Edward for not letting the brut beat him to the ground.
"He should know better than to behave like a Neanderthal. My right hook sat his over grown as down."
"You mean..."
"I made him back down. He would have killed your dumb as rocks hubby, if I didn't step in."
"And where is my dear old husband?"
"Inside, sitting down on my couch and with a bag of peas carefully laid over his right cheek. Dumbass needs to learn the art of bobbing and weaving," my sister grumbled and then turned serious.
"Are you ready to see him?"
"No. Not really, but I don't have a choice. I love the idiot and will always want him to be okay no matter what happens between us.
With a nod of understanding she pulled me inside and what I found sitting on her leather couch broke me heart.
"Oh, Edward," I gasped. His head snapped up at the sound of my voice- his sad eyes connecting with mine.
He was a shell of a man and the saddest part is that I had no idea how to make him right. My heart wasn't ready to take him in once more.
"Baby," he whispered, while drinking me in from head to toe. "God you look beautiful," I couldn't stop the blush that spread across my cheeks.
"And you look like someone who got the snot beat out of him." He chuckled. "What the fuck happened?"