Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the Twilight universe and characters and images. I'm just borrowing them for awhile.
A/N: I felt that the story had to have something special thrown in. Just a pure fluff ending with Esme and Carlisle. You didn't think she would leave him out! It's not super long. If I went any longer I would have had to change the rating from "T" to "M" and put in words of caution. Enjoy! And for all the mom's out there – Happy Mother's Day!
Thanks to bbgun09 for a possible sequel to this story…the wheels are turning…stay tuned. And thank you to everyone for your great reviews. It has been extremely encouraging.
And Happy Mother's Day to my favorite beta - miss understood615 - Your turn to publish next.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a car approaching the house. I heard the familiar purr of the engine and the gravel under the tires of the Mercedes. My breathing started to hitch and I found myself smoothing my hair and adjusting my shirt. I knew that these actions were kind of silly. My appearance hadn't changed in over 8 centuries and regardless of what I was wearing I knew that Carlisle would love me just the same. However, there was something about his arrival and the anticipation of seeing him that brought out the 16 year old girl in me, remembering him from the time I first met him as a teenager. What a fateful encounter that was.
A moment later Carlisle gracefully entered the door. Edward and Bella both greeted him with warm "hellos". I arose from the sofa that I was sharing with Bella and my eyes caught Carlisle's topaz eyes and I could see reflected in his eyes the same emotions. There was a part of me that wanted to pounce on him but that wasn't really our style. It would come later, when we were alone, and behind closed doors. I met Carlisle half-way. He took my hands in his and in a gentle voice that still hinted at an English accent he greeted me, "Hello love". I lifted my face up towards his and rose slightly on my toes as he bent his face towards mine and softly pressed his lips to mine. Even though my cheeks would never show the blush of blood rising into them and though my heart would never skip a beat, this simple show of affection from Carlisle even after all these years managed to still send a shiver up my spine.
He moved away much too soon for my taste but I knew that he would be a gentleman in the presence of others. However, he continued to gaze at me and lifted a hand to brush a stray piece of hair behind my ear. I could hear Edward as he led Bella out of the living room and up the stairs to his room. I knew that soon they would be too involved with one another to pay much attention to Carlisle and I. I also knew that the others were out hunting and it would be a couple of hours before they returned. I pulled Carlisle to the sofa that was just vacated by Bella and curled up next to him.
"So love, what did you do today?" Carlisle inquired.
I hesitated a moment about to jump into a tale about traipsing through antique shops looking for furniture for the surprise cottage that I was designing for Edward and Bella as a wedding gift and how I had found just the right fabric for the bedroom, but I was distracted by the sensation of Carlisle's left hand on my lower back as it moved slowly up and down. And I was quickly losing any ability that I had to think clearly. "Not much" I replied. "How was your day?"
As Carlisle began to share with me one of his ER stories, I decided to exact my own revenge by brushing my lips up and down his jaw. I could tell that I was succeeding as I heard him stutter on his words and his breathing became a little more ragged. We may have a combined age of over 4-1/2 centuries and six children but we were still in our mid-twenties and this seemed as good a time as any to seduce my husband. The last of his words became lost as I placed my mouth on his. This kiss was not as proper or gentle as the one before and I could feel Carlisle's arms tighten around me pulling me closer into him. The next thing I knew he had swept me up in his arms and we were moving up the stairs to our room. A giggle escaped my lips as we burst through the door of the room. Carlisle looked at me and I could tell he was trying to figure out what I found so funny. I pulled his face closer to mine and kissed him. After spending the day with basically 3 teenage couples who could barely contain their own lusts for one another, I realized that we were no better. However, I had no intentions of losing this moment. My children and all of their charms and foibles could wait. I had spent enough time being a mother and at this moment I was going to fully enjoy being a wife.
A/N: So sad…this is the end of the story. I would love to hear what part was your favorite section. Also, if you want to see another story in any kind of reasonable timeline, I would be open to suggestions. Coming up with the ideas takes me longer than it does to actually write the story. Now go, make comments, suggestions, and review….Please!