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Chapter 19
Glorious Nights
Edward
She surprised me with a stormy kiss when we were out of the ballroom.
I returned the kiss intimately, of course. The whole evening I had already had desire for her and had to restrain myself. She looked so great in that dress, her womanly curves accentuated, her bare shoulders. Hmm ...
Firmly she pressed her tender soft warm body against me and I instantly became hard.
She felt it and rubbed against me.
Oh my God!
I stroked her back, her bottom.
James coughed.
"If anyone comes out, it will be embarrassing, Your Highnesses."
Isabella smiled into the kiss.
At that moment the door flew open and Alec came out. He of course immediately saw our intimate embrace ... and also arousal.
But I was not embarrassed, on the contrary. He should see that I was luckier than he was.
I smiled at Bella and she beamed back.
We slowly disengaged from each other and then walked behind James to our chambers.
Alec had paused, watching us curiously, and was now walking in the other direction.
I walked backwards in front of Isabella and let her kiss me from time to time.
She laughed.
"If you fall down, I'll fall over you!" she said reprovingly.
"I can't imagine anything more beautiful," I said with a smile.
"You are impossible, my Prince," she said, shaking her head.
"Yes. Now walk a little faster, sugar, will you? I can hardly stand it!"
Abruptly she stopped and then walked on very slowly. She grinned.
"Are you making the snail diploma now?", I asked.
She just laughed.
That was too much.
I scooped her up in my arms and ran up the stairs with her.
"Edward!" she cried indignantly. "Put me down!"
"No, my sweet, first upstairs!", I said laughing.
She fidgeted on purpose, but of course that didn't bother me at all.
Such a delicate butterfly in my arm could not stop me.
The guards swerved to the side and we scurried in.
I set her down on my table, slipped out of my jacket, squeezed between her legs, pulled her to me and kissed her greedily.
She returned the kiss and I felt that she was as aroused as I was. Slowly she unbuttoned my shirt.
I tried to open the dress on her back, but I could not.
I quickly glanced at James. He nodded, came closer and opened her dress for me, so I didn't have to interrupt the kiss. After that he turned on Yiruma and went into the next room. (Yiruma – Kiss the Rain)
Gently I pushed her dress down.
Finally I could kiss those beautiful collarbones, that naked neck. Hmm ... She smelled so good. Her blood pulsed excitedly under my lips and required all my self-control.
She wore a strapless bra under the dress.
Gently I kissed her breasts, which peeked out discreetly from the top of the bra. Slowly I pushed her back on the table so that I could take off her dress completely. She flinched briefly and hissed loudly because the table was cold.
Hmm ... I would get a blanket or put my jacket under her. That would also be softer and warmer.
But James was faster. He was already standing there with a blanket.
Isabella laughed and James disappeared again.
I pulled her up again, put the blanket down and then kissed her again as I pressed her back onto the table.
"Thank you," she breathed, caressing my bare chest.
The shirt was still hanging on my upper arms.
She looked at me and I looked at her.
"What's wrong, darling?", I asked gently, stroking her beautiful shoulders.
"What would you do if I asked you to stop now?" she asked softly.
I slowly straightened up, pulling the shirt back over my shoulders.
She wants to test me, doesn't she, I thought.
"Then I'll get dressed again now, help you into your dress, Princess, and read a book," I said.
Bella propped herself up on her forearms, straightened up a bit and looked at me, watching me button my shirt back up. Then she sat up again and began to unbutton my shirt again.
"That was just a thought," she purred. She took my hand and guided it to her breast. "In fact, I'm totally in lust with you," she smiled and kissed my breast, licking my nipple with her hot little tongue.
I smiled. Slowly I pushed her back again and continued where I had left off. I pulled her dress all the way down and tossed it aside.
There she was in light blue lingerie in front of me, beautiful bare skin. No, light blue silk stockings up to over the knee with blue garters. Was she going to kill me?
I lifted her leg and took off her high heel, kissing her foot, which made her giggle. Gently I rolled the stocking off her leg and kissed every exposed inch of her beautiful skin from knee to foot. Then the other leg.
Hmm ... I rubbed up and down once, pulled down the stocking, kissed her again and then threw the shoe aside too and the stocking after it.
I looked at her beautiful body.
"Potrei guardarti tutto il giorno." (I could look at you all day.)
She smiled.
Then I bent down again between her legs to her belly, kissed the belly button and let my tongue sink into it.
She moaned softly.
With both hands I stroked one breast each, held them tightly, rubbed them. With my index fingers I slipped under the bra and stroked the nipples, which made her moan softly. The tips immediately straightened excitedly.
Hmm ... I had to taste it.
I let my mouth wander higher, pulled down the fabric with my teeth and the sweet breasts slipped out. Tenderly my tongue circled one nipple, then the other and Isabella moaned with pleasure. She had closed her eyes, put her hands on my shoulders and massaged me lightly with her thumbs. I sucked harder.
Hmm ... that tasted good and she whimpered excitedly.
Slowly I let a hand wander down to her panties. I stroked her vagina from the outside and felt her moisture.
She moaned.
Hmm ... that was music to my ears.
I let my mouth wander lower over her belly again, leaving a wet trail, and then kissed my way to the edge of her panties. With two fingers I pulled it down and let it fall.
Hmm ... she smelled good and was soaking wet with joyful anticipation.
I had to smile.
Gently I kissed her clit and she jerked excitedly. I kissed harder, more firmly, sucked on it, let my tongue circle over it, nudged it. She pulled her legs in and held them tight. My arousal in my pants hurt.
I had never been so hard in my life as I was with this woman. But I would not yet give in to the desire to penetrate her.
I continued to kiss her clit and let two fingers slide into her.
She cried out.
That was a wonderful sound. It made me want to do it even more.
I quickly pushed my fingers into her and continued to suck firmly on her clit. Excited, she squirmed back and forth under me, moaning, whimpering, and I felt that I was about to have her so far. I let a third finger wander into her and then she came.
"Edward," she moaned, wincing around my fingers.
I quickly crawled up to her, held her and kissed her neck tenderly.
She needed a moment to catch her breath.
"What are you doing to me?" she whispered.
"Nothing, I just love you like I've never loved anyone before."
She looked at me lovingly. A tear rolled out of her eye.
"Why are you crying, sugar?", I asked gently, kissing her away.
"I don't know. I feel so loved and desired and overwhelmed with feelings. I love you too Edward, very much!" she said, looking at me tenderly.
Just as tenderly I caressed her face, kissed her cheeks, her nose, her eyes, her forehead, her mouth.
She smiled.
A new song started and the piece hit exactly the lightness of feeling I was experiencing. (Yiruma - It's your day)
Her hand wandered to my pants and she undid the button. Then she pulled down the zipper. I straightened up to help her and she let herself be pulled up with me, so that she was sitting in front of me again. She kissed my chest, pushed my pants down and the boxers right along with them. I helped a bit until everything fell down, climbed out and pushed the laundry away with my foot. Gently she embraced my penis, which was about to explode anyway. I was terribly aroused. She rubbed the whole length up and down and looked at me greedily. Jerkily, she slid her butt slightly forward to the edge of the table, put her legs around my hips and pressed my butt closer to her with her feet.
"I want to feel you inside me now, my Prince," she said, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.
"So that's what you want," I whispered with equal excitement, pushing her little butt in my direction and slowly sliding into her.
"Oh ..." she moaned excitedly.
"You are so tight, it's so nice. So warm, hmm ...", I moaned with pleasure in her ear.
Gently I began to thrust into her and she bent backwards a little again, supporting herself with her hands. Her beautiful breasts jiggled in our rhythm, small droplets of sweat formed on her excited skin.
She was so beautiful. I tried to hold her butt only gently so as not to cause her more bruises.
She moaned.
I sped up a bit and she shouted, "YES!"
Tenderly I pushed her back on the blanket, put her legs over my shoulders. So I came deeper and she only whimpered. I moved a little faster and let my hand slide between us from above, pressed her clit and she came. Loudly she cried out and I felt her wince and tremble around me. Her hands clawed at the blanket to her left and right because she had nowhere to reach me to hold on to.
I let myself go and came.
It was like an explosion. I had the feeling that I had not had sex for months, so powerful were my emotions. A volcanic eruption and then great relief.
I lay over her again and kissed her. She returned the kiss, while she was still quite out of breath and her heart raced under my ribcage. With small kisses I loosened the connection of our mouths again, so that she got enough air. I began to gently lick the droplets of sweat from her body and she shivered at the touch of my cool lips.
"You're absolutely amazing," I whispered.
"You're amazing," she breathed.
We smiled at each other.
"Do you want to take a shower?", I asked.
"Yes, together with you," she said.
I slowly pulled out of her and she whimpered.
"Was it too hard?", I asked anxiously.
"No, not at all," she sighed happily.
Tenderly I pulled her into my arms and carried her into my bathroom.
"Bath or shower?", I asked.
"Hmm ... bath sounds cozy," she said, and I set her down and ran water in.
She looked around for a bath additive.
"If you want to pour something in, we'll have to call James. I don't have anything here. I never actually take a bath. It's boring alone!", I explained.
"Never mind," she said, getting into the tub.
I got in too and sat down across from her. We watched as the water slowly rose higher and she turned it a little hotter.
"Isn't that too hot?", I asked anxiously.
"No, the water is always too cold for me," she said.
James came in, dumped a gush of white liquid into the water, put a bottle on the shelf, and disappeared again.
"Thank you," Isabella called after him.
Magnolia-tangerine scent spread around us.
"Hmm ..." said Isabella, "you're about to smell like me."
I laughed.
"Afterwards, you'll think I smell too sweet and say I'm doing vanilla sex!"
She laughed.
"Definitely not. You make hot sex!"
"Thanks for the compliment," I said with a grin.
In the next room, Yiruma was playing again, bringing us a very deep sensory experience through mild tones combined with the scent of magnolia and love for each other. (Yiruma – Maybe)
I closed my eyes and took it all in - intensely.
"Why are you so far away from me?" whispered Isabella.
I opened my eyes and reached for her feet that rested between my legs. Slowly I pulled and placed her feet around me until she was sitting with her butt on my thighs. Then I pulled her upper body to my chest and leaned back. She nuzzled her head against my shoulder and I stroked her bottom and back.
"Is it better this way, close enough?", I asked.
"Yes ... beautiful," she sighed and kissed my neck.
"I miei sensi sono pieni di te", I whispered in her ear. (My senses are full of you.)
We were silent, enjoying our closeness and the warm water.
"What do you think, my Princess?", I asked.
"I pray it will always be like this between us," she whispered.
Tenderly I pressed her a little tighter against me.
"It will, Isabella. I simply cannot do otherwise than love you, love you so much that it hurts. When I have to go to work, my thoughts are constantly with you and when I don't see you for a while, my heart contracts with pain. You are my life. I will lay the world at your feet and never leave you again. I swear to you," I said passionately, because that's exactly how I felt about her.
She put her arms around my neck and squeezed me tightly.
"Thank you, I love you so much too. I look forward to being your wife!" she said.
"Yes, Mrs. Volturi," I smiled.
At some point the water became colder.
"I need to get out of here, Edward. My skin is already shriveling and it's getting cold," she said.
"Then sit tight. I'll go out first and get a bath towel."
James had already laid out two bath towels.
What would we do without him?
I gently wrapped Isabella and then quickly dried myself.
"I'm just going to go to my bathroom," she said, "and then I'm afraid I have to go to sleep."
"Yes, I'll play your song again on the piano and I'll meet you in bed, okay?", I asked.
"Yes," she said, kissed me quickly and, wrapped in the bath towel, went to her room.
I quickly put on a pair of boxer shorts. After that I played her lullaby.
Five minutes later I heard her wandering into bed. I played the piece to the end and then went to her.
"May I keep you company, Princess?", I asked.
"I'm asking for it!" she said.
She lifted her blanket and I slid under it.
"You're naked," I stated.
"And you, unfortunately, clothed," she said.
Well, if a pair of boxers was 'dressed', I guess I had to take them off again.
She smiled. Afterwards, she snuggled into my arm and kissed my chest. Her breathing and heartbeat quickly quieted ... she had fallen asleep. I gently kissed her hair.
"James, please turn off the light. She's sleeping," I said.
It was getting dark.
I inhaled my magnolia in my arms, listened to her breath, to her heart and was happy. Just happy about this naked angel on my chest, my warm sun in bed.
She slept soundly and every now and then she whispered my name, which touched my cold heart every time anew.
At half past eight she woke up.
"Good morning," I whispered.
"Hmm ..." she said.
She snuggled tightly against me and my penis unfortunately erected immediately.
"Early in the morning, my Prince?" she asked, laying her hand on my good piece.
"With you, it's completely independent of the time of day," I sighed.
I felt her smile on my chest.
With a flourish, she squatted on top of me, letting my penis slide inside her and moaning with pleasure.
"Phew ...", it escaped me and I could not even describe the feeling.
Hot, tight and simply erotic?
She let herself fall on my chest.
"I'm still too tired for such hard work. You do it!" she urged me.
I laughed and thrust into her, holding her bottom up slightly and doing it at my favorite speed.
Bella cried out in surprise and I laughed happily. She moaned and dug her hands into my sides. Her orgasm came very quickly, she whimpered and twitched.
I needed a little longer, but she did not mind. Growling, I poured myself into her.
"My growler," she smiled, still quite out of breath.
Gently I stroked her back.
"But from tomorrow we have to use contraception," she whispered and it sounded sad.
"Don't you want it?", I asked.
"Yes, I do, I don't want a child yet. But I like to feel you naked and not in plastic," she said.
I could understand that very well.
"Do you want to take the pill?", I asked.
"Not necessarily," she said softly. "So many hormones. Besides, maybe we do want a child soon?" she asked.
I turned her to the side so I could look at her.
Did I just hear myself wrong?
She lay in my arm again and I looked at her. Tenderly she looked back.
"Do you want a child from me?", I asked her directly.
"Only if you want one," she said softly, lowering her eyes to my chest.
"Please look at me, darling," I demanded.
She looked at me again.
"Do you want a child because my father wants it, or because you think I want that, or because you want one yourself?" I asked.
"Your father is very sweet and if he wants a child, I don't care," she said.
"So?", I asked.
"I think you don't want a child, hmm...?" she asked.
"That wasn't the question, sugar. Do YOU want a child from me, just you, no matter what the rest of us think and wish?", I asked, and held her chin gently so that she could not hide again.
She looked at me.
"A child of yours, Edward, would be the fulfillment of our love. Novalis said, 'A child is love made visible.'"
I kissed her tenderly and passionately.
"A child by you - my child - Isabella, that would be really nice. I don't want an heir to the throne for my dad, I'm happy about a girl too. But I'm also scared because the pregnancy might not be easy for you. I don't want to lose YOU," I said.
"I know. In an emergency, you'll just have to change me quickly," she said.
"Are you serious? That's what you would want?" I asked, surprised.
"Of course, you will have to do it sooner or later. Didn't you swear eternal love to me just tonight? How would that work when I grow old and die?"
"You're amazing, Bella, I can't believe it. So I get to marry you soon, then impregnate you, and then turn you?", I asked again.
She straightened up and looked at me firmly.
"Yes, Mr. Volturi. I want to be yours forever and, of course, the mother of your children! Maybe we can even create two children before you turn me?" she said.
If it had been possible for me to cry, I would have done so now. I couldn't believe it.
"Oh Isabella, I can't believe it. I love you, I love you, I love you ..."
I covered her face with tender kisses.
She smiled happily.
"I love you too!"
I held her in my arms for a while and then she wanted to go to the bathroom. With a heavy heart, I let her go and went to shower and get dressed as well. I was still standing in the bedroom when she came in. She was wearing a white blouse, jeans and was barefoot.
"Hi, sugar," I said.
"Hi, sweetie," she said, looking at me.
I buttoned my shirt.
She waited.
"Hmm ...?", I asked, looking at her.
"Hug me again," she said.
I pulled her into my arms and kissed her.
"Nice," she said.
"I think so, too," I said. "You have to eat breakfast?", I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"I'll keep you company," I said.
We went over - their food was already there.
James put my paper down for me.
"Do you mind if I read?", I asked.
"Not at all," she said.
She ate breakfast and stroked her bare foot over my foot.
I looked at her over the newspaper.
She smiled.
I smiled back.
There was a knock and a servant brought a bouquet of pink roses.
Bella looked irritated and looked at me.
"No, not from me," I said.
I had already put a red rose on her pillow.
She took the little card and read.
Then she slid it over to me and said to James, "Please put the flowers somewhere I can't see them."
I read the little card.
Dear Isabella,
I hope you finally believe me.
My apology was sincere. I adore you. Please let me be your friend.
Respectfully,
Your Alec
What was he up to? It was really unbelievable.
"I don't believe him," Bella said, finishing her coffee. "Do you have to work?" she then asked.
"Not necessarily, it's Sunday. I could do something with you too if you like? Besides, I'm afraid we're going to have a family coffee party this afternoon because the Italians are here."
"Oh ..." she said, "is there anything I need to be aware of?"
"We have to dress neatly, but nothing else. You will sit next to me and there will be no dancing, only talking. Only the closest family circle will be there."
She nodded.
"Then you could do some work now and I'll go to the PC, okay?" she asked.
"Okay, love, thank you."
I kissed her gently and she stroked my cheek.
I went next door and sat at my desk.
Bella turned on soft music ... some harp pieces, very quiet.
So the first part of the day passed in a relaxed way. After lunch we changed our clothes.
"Do I have to wear a dress?" she asked.
"Yes, it would make more sense, but it may be modern," I said.
She chose a light blue silk shift dress and looked stunning in it. It was distinguished, but also classically elegant and modern. Above all, it emphasized her figure. She put on the light blue pumps with it and looked just perfect.
I hugged her.
"You are so beautiful, my Princess," I said.
"You look nice too," she smiled, "and I like your tousled hair," she said, running her hand over my head.
We kissed and after that I took her hand and we left our rooms.
"Where will the meeting be held?" she asked.
"In the throne room," I said.
"There's something like that here?" she asked in amazement.
"Yes, but it's not as stiff as you think," I said.
When we were in front of the door, two guards opened it for us and we entered.
Except for Alec, everyone was already there.
There was a huge oval wooden table with candles and flowers. We usually sat around it.
A butler was waiting for Rose, Grace, Bella and Jane's daughters, who would provide them with drinks and pastries. On the right side of the table sat my parents, on the left sat Aro and Jane. Between them sat Jasper and Alice and Jane's daughters and their companions and on the other side Emmett, Rose and Grace. So we sat down with them, me next to my father and Bella next to me. We greeted each other and James stood behind Bella.
Alec came in and actually sat down in the empty chair between Emmett and Bella instead of on the other side between his dad and Rose.
Bella took an annoyed breath and I reached for her hand on the table and stroked it reassuringly.
"Did you receive my flowers, dear Isabella?" asked Alec.
"Yes, thank you so much!" said Bella.
"But you still haven't forgiven me?" he asked.
"Yes, I did, I told you that yesterday, Alec," Bella replied.
The butler brought her a water and a cup of coffee.
I couldn't figure out Alec's thoughts. He was hiding something.
"It's nice that you all found time for our cozy family gathering," my dad said aloud.
"Yes, I think so too and thank you for a lovely evening yesterday," said Aro. "So you're getting married soon?" said Aro then, looking at me.
"Yes, Sir, in early July. I hope you can arrange to grace us with a visit again then!", I said kindly.
"Of course, I wouldn't miss it!" said Aro with a smile.
"I'm glad to hear that," I said.
"I hope we get an heir to the throne soon then," he teased, and my mother sucked in her breath tensely.
Bella smiled.
"Definitely," she said, "I'm hoping for at least two kids!"
She winked at me. My father raised his head in amazement and my mother exhaled in relief.
I smiled back and quietly said "Thank you" to this wonderful woman at my side.
"Your fiancée has a special gift, I think," Aro said.
"My fiancée is present. Isn't it rude to talk about her like that then?" I asked with a friendly smile.
I winked at her, this time she smiled back and breathed a "thank you."
"Oh sorry, I didn't mean to be rude. Isabella blocks you and me and even Jane. What will she be able to do once she's turned, I wonder?"
He tried to jibe again.
"To find this out, I'm afraid we'll have to wait until I've been changed. Until then, some time must pass, since we must first work on the topic of the heir to the throne," said my Princess with a serious face.
My father and mother just marveled, and Emmett grinned widely.
I squeezed her hand.
She made it just great.
Aro just nodded.
"So you've got that all planned out," he noted.
"Of course, Royal Highness, one thing at a time," Isabella smiled.
Aro was visibly frustrated. I could hear him fretting in his mind that everything was going so perfectly for me.
"You really want a child with him?", Alec asked her.
"Of course," Bella said, "from whom else?"
I smiled to myself.
Then Aro asked about Jasper's work and a general banter began.
Grace got up at some point, bored, and joined us.
"Can I sit with you, Bella?" she asked.
"Oh ... I'm sure Alec will be kind enough to slide over one seat," Isabella said.
Rose and Emmett immediately slid up a chair, Alec followed hesitantly, and Grace slid into the vacant chair next to Bella.
"You're bored?", Bella asked the child lovingly.
"Yes," said the little one.
Bella turned and looked at the butler.
"Can you get us some paper and pens?" she asked kindly.
"But of course, Your Royal Highness," he said and disappeared.
Shortly after, he came back with a pad of paper and a pack of crayons.
Bella was now folding airplanes, ships, dragons and a clown and Grace was coloring everything and playing with it on the table.
She was talking quietly with the child and it was beautiful to watch the two of them. My mother was quite fascinated.
After an hour, my father suggested that we could go into the garden together. The suggestion met with general approval and we all walked outside together.
Grace lunged for her ball.
"Will you play with me, Bella?" she asked.
"Hmm ... that's not going well today, sweetie. I've got high heels on, I'll sink in the grass with them," said Bella.
"I could play with you," Emmett offered.
"Nah, it's not as nice as with Bella," Grace said, and we laughed.
"I'm sorry, Emmett, it's not my fault," said Bella apologetically.
"Yeah, yeah," Emmett said, "I guess I can't keep up with you!"
So we strolled the paths through the garden, trying to stay away from Aro and Alec.
Grace walked by Bella's hand and every now and then the two of them would run forward or back and chase after some butterflies.
I was having a conversation with Jasper when I heard a yelp from Bella and turned to look for her.
She had slipped with her shoes somewhere on the path and fallen down. Since she had been walking with Grace, James had not been next to her right away, but unfortunately Alec, who was already lifting her up.
"Oh Isabella, I'll take you inside!" he said.
I immediately went in her direction.
"Put me back down IMMEDIATELY, Alec," Bella shouted indignantly.
"No, you need to sit down now so Carlisle can take a look at your foot," he said, trying to carry her back to the house.
"ALEC, I WANT DOWN!"
This happened within seconds, then James was with her and then me.
"Give her to me right now," James said, stopping Alec.
The snorted contemptuously and said, "No, I might as well carry them back."
"But I don't WANT to be carried by you, Alec!" my Princess said, reaching out her arms to James, who immediately pulled her into his arms.
I was finally next to her.
"Alec, damn it, what is this? Why does she have to ask you several times and you ignore that?", I asked angrily.
"What's the fuss about, I could have helped her, couldn't I?" he asked just as angrily.
"Yes, but she didn't want it, that's the point here," I said.
"Are you jealous?" he asked boldly.
"Why should I? She loves me and not you. Why don't you leave her alone and stop pestering her and sending her flowers?" I said, annoyed.
My father had come along.
"You sent Isabella flowers?" he asked Alec in amazement.
"Yes, this morning, pink roses!", I answered for Alec, "Isabella feels harassed."
"Alec, what's the point of that? Keep your hands off my daughter-in-law!" Dad said. "Come on, Edward, I'm going to take a look at her foot first."
He pulled me back to the palace, where James was already carrying Bella up the stairs. She had one arm wrapped around his nape and her head leaning against him.
We went after them.
"I don't know what he's up to, Dad, but he's up to something. He kept harassing her yesterday too."
"We'll keep an eye on him, my son, and for heaven's sake don't let them go anywhere without James. I don't trust Alec!" my dad said worriedly.
James was just entering her room with her in his arms when we caught up with her.
"Are you in pain, darling?", I asked worriedly, taking her hand.
"A little," she said, "but Alec has me much more excited. What does he want from me?"
"I don't know, honey. Don't worry about it."
James had set her down on her bed and carefully removed her shoes. Dad knelt down, took off her thin silk socks and examined her ankle.
She winced.
"Does this hurt?" he asked, gently turning the foot.
"Just a little bit," she said.
"He's a little swollen and I think slightly sprained, but nothing dramatic. I'll get my bag, put some cream on him and bandage him up. But I think it will be okay after two days, Isabella."
She nodded.
Dad went to get his bag and I stayed sitting next to her, put my arm around her and she leaned against me.
"How did that even happen?", I asked.
"I got with the thin heels between two paving slabs and already I was lying there," she said.
"Well ... good thing nothing's broken," I said, kissing the top of her head.
"Edward, I will not be touched by Alec, ever again!" she said.
"I don't like it either. But then you can't move an inch away from James or me. That's the only way we can protect you. And that's kind of unrealistic. Or you'll only go out when he's not around."
I sighed in annoyance.
Now my wife could not even move freely here without being harassed. Something like that was just nerv-destroying.
James brought Bella some tea and put her shoes away.
Dad came back and gently put ointment on the foot and made a bandage around it.
"It's best you don't run around so much for a day, so you don't put so much strain on the foot," he said. "Get well soon and good night," he said and left.
We thanked him and wished him a good night.
"What do you want to do now?", I asked.
"Hmm ... out of the dress into something more comfortable and then cuddle with you?" she asked hopefully.
"I'd love to," I said. "We could watch a movie sometime, if you like?"
"Okay," she said.
I helped her out of the dress and James brought her a pair of wide knee-length pants and a T-shirt. Of course I helped her put that on and of course I couldn't help it and had to kiss and touch her a bit here and there.
She laughed.
"Edward, you really are incorrigible."
"That's right, I'm hopelessly infatuated with you!", I said tenderly and kissed her pink mouth.
Then I carried her into the living room on the sofa and made us a movie on. I cuddled up to her and she visibly enjoyed it and cuddled my arm.
Whether everyday life was setting in for us now?