"I think that you can figure it out anyway, don't you?" I told my father. His voice might have been stern, but I recognized the twinkle he had in his eyes. He was amused. In contrast, Edward looked like he was going to collapse at any minute now. He had backed away from my father and was practically glued against the counter.
"I... We... Sir, I..." Edward stuttered. Actually stuttered. Mafia Don-to-be stuttered. Is it wrong to be slightly amused myself?
"Yes boy, what is it? Spit it out." My dad's mouth quirked up at the corner, a small almost insignificant movement.
"Dad." I locked him in the eye in warning and grabbed Edward's hand at the same time.
"Yes, Bells?" In answer to his question I rubbed my thumb across Edward's hand, making him finally turn away from my father to look at me with a scared look on his face. I looked him straightly in the eye and kissed his hand while smiling reassuringly. He visibly relaxed and I saw my father's eyes widen.
"Why are you bothering Edward?" Your move old man. He gave a small cough and pointed between me and Edward.
"So you two are, hrm, are... Hrm... Serious?" At his words I saw a glint of something pass his eyes.
"Yes sir, we are." The answer came surprisingly from a healthier looking Edward.
"Well, then I suppose..." Charlie got interrupted by a text signal. Edward looked at his screen.
"Damn. I'm, I'm sorry, I have to go, but..." He trailed of looking at me. I nodded.
"It's okay, go." He leaned over and gave me a quick peck, a relieved smile on his face before he remembered the other person in the room and stiffened. In response I kissed him one more time and pushed him away.
"Go." He nodded and mouthed "I'll call you later." Before nodding to my father and walking towards the door, his phone already at his ear.
After I watched Edward disappear out of view I turned to my father who looked odd.
"What?" I softly asked him.
"Explain Bells. Because Edward Cullen does not have the cleanest dating record." He raised a single eyebrow.
"I know dad. But I, we... I don't know how to explain it really. We just fit."
"How long has it been going on?"
"About 3 weeks."
"Really? And you fit?! Already?" Charlie stepped closer and narrowed his eyes.
"Yes! And it feels weird that it doesn't feel weird! It feels like things are the way things are supposed to be!" My father slightly relaxed his fierce stance. After a few moments he said:
"I'm worried Bells, but I will believe you in this. After all, you describe him in the same way I described your mother after the first time we met." The familiar twinkle was back in his eye. I ran up and hugged him.
"Thank you. And can you at least try to not scare the living shit out of him?" He shook his head and looked down at me.
"No can do, that's within a father's rights." He looked smug with the knowledge.
"Okay then." He kissed the top of my head and murmured:
"But you know, if he hurts you..."
"You'll get out one of your many marvelous shotguns. I know dad." He gave out a small chuckle.
"That's my girl."
"But you know that if that happens I can..."
"You can deal with it on your own, I know. But I would feel that the occasion should call for a bit more blood don't you think?" He smirked.
"No. Leave it." We separated and I playfully slapped his arm.
"I'll always have your back mia piccola teppista."
"Thank you."
I went to get us coffee and tea and to tell the girls that they could start restocking the counter again.
"So why did you come here dad?" He never usually did, he knew that if I was working I was working. He took a slow sip of his coffee before answering.
"I've been sent on another mission Bells and will be gone for two months."
"Scouting mission?" It required a long time span to map out all of a persons habits and schedules.
"Exactly, so I'm leaving tomorrow morning and came to say goodbye."
"Oh, well have a nice trip then I suppose." He never told me where he was going when he was sent away, so by now I knew that there was no point in asking.
"By the way Bells? Have you and that boy..." He hesitated.
"Edward."
"Right, that boy, told Esme that you are...?" He wiggled his finger back and forth, clearly signaling that he didn't want to say the words.
"Together?" I finished his sentence with a grin.
"Yes, that." He pointed at me as if to say 'Exactly'.
"No, but we are planning on doing it soon, why?"
"Because I think that Esme would have caused a much bigger fuss if she would have known, she always thought you two would suit together." A small smile graced my father's face.
"Really?" My eyebrows were raised in surprise.
"Yeah, she always wanted you two to play together as children, but you kids didn't want to go near each other." At this he gave out a small laugh. "My point is that after that she always said that Edward should have chosen a girl more like you. And now she got her wish. Imagine how happy she'll be." He finished with a satisfied smirk.
"Are you trying to make me nervous dad?"
"Am I succeeding?"
"Yes."
"Good, then maybe you and charmer boy will stop the PDA in my presence?" He stood up, I followed.
"Stop the teasing old man, you're secretly happy for me." I gave him a side-ways hug before walking him out and pushing him out the door.
"I know. See you in two months Bells." He went to his car and drove away while I waved him off. Silly old man.
"How mad is he? How prepared should I be for an attack?" Edward's muffled voice came through my speaker.
"He's not mad and he will be off on an assignment for two months, so until he's back you can carry lighter firearms."
"Ha ha ha. I'm very amused." I could hear the sarcasm rolling of off him.
"You should be, I'm very amusing." I quickly responded. I heard a quick chuckle on the other end.
"That you certainly are." He sounded a bit surprised.
"Oh, while I remember, when should we tell the mafiosos about us? Because I have a feeling that if we wait any longer things are going to turn into a complete shit storm."
"First, can you stop calling my family the mafiosos?" He sounded exasperated with me, but then I had called them that quite a lot.
"Nope, second?"
"Second, My mother ordered me to invite you to our family dinner this Saturday I think as a peace offering for the other time when it happened."
"You mean when Tanya happened?" I couldn't refuse a tease. I could basically hear him drag his hand through his hair.
"Yes when Tanya happened. Please stop." He pleaded.
"Okay, but only because I like you."
"Thank you. I was thinking we could go there together, like arrive at the same time, explain first and get it over with?" He sounded hesitant.
"That sounds really good, I like it." I'm sure he could hear my smile through the phone, it was so massive. A ping-noise went off.
"What's that noise in the background?"
"Oh, that's my timer, I'm cooking."
"What are you cooking?" Your favorite. I thought, but I didn't say it, let him drool for a moment.
"Lasagna." I heard a groan on the other line.
"Why do you ask?" I asked in a nonchalant tone. He started barking orders.
"Is there any chance that there is enough for me?" Eager.
"Depends, how fast can you be here?" Teasing.
"20 minutes?" A question.
"Then yes, there will be enough left for you too." I heard a door slamming shut.
"I'll be there, see you soon Beautiful." It sounded as if he had started running.
"See you." By the time I got the goodbye out Edward's phone had already disconnected.
I guess I'll set the table for two then.
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