A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85
A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85
A Twilight fanfiction novel - SheeWolf85
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Her words caused a wave of peace to wash over him. He kissed her again, slow and soft. “Thank<br />
you.”<br />
She licked her lips and sighed. “What am I going to do about my dad?”<br />
He shrugged. “Let’s at least go assess the damage. We also need to ask him about the test thing.”<br />
Her eyes widened. “Damage? You said I didn’t hurt him.”<br />
“You didn’t hurt him, baby. I just meant figurative damage.”<br />
She relaxed. “Oh. Okay, yeah. Let’s go.”<br />
She stood up and watched him stand beside her. She couldn’t take her eyes off him as he brushed<br />
himself off. He caught her eyes and smirked.<br />
“What?” he asked.<br />
She shrugged. “I don’t know. You’re just nice to look at.”<br />
He took her hand and chuckled as he let her lead the way out the door and down the stairs. She<br />
took a deep breath when she heard the conversation in the living room. They were talking about the<br />
first time she’d visited Alice and Jasper after the injection. The talk stopped when Renesmee and<br />
Jacob came into the room. Bella stood up immediately and went to her daughter.<br />
“Are you okay, honey?” Bella asked.<br />
Renesmee nodded, a little surprised when her mother reached out and touched her arm instead of<br />
running away. “Are you okay, Mom?”<br />
“I’m fine, sweetie.” She tucked a stray lock of hair behind Renesmee’s ear and leaned in for a hug.<br />
“I love you,” she said softly.<br />
“I love you, too. I’m so sorry.”<br />
“Oh, honey. It’ll be okay. You’ll see. I think your dad has something to say, though.” She turned and<br />
looked at Edward pointedly.<br />
Edward swallowed and got up. He took tentative steps toward his daughter. Even after what<br />
happened, he was more wary of Jacob than he was of Renesmee. He took her hand and stalled a<br />
few more seconds. He was never good at this sort of thing. Finally, he looked up at her orange eyes<br />
and shivered.<br />
“I’m sorry I didn’t believe you, Renesmee. Are you okay?”<br />
“Daddy,” she whimpered. She wanted so badly to hug him. “Did I hurt you?” She had to hear it from<br />
him.<br />
“No.” He shook his head and reached out to stroke her hair gently. “I know I hurt you, though. I<br />
never wanted that.”<br />
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