Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
Saturday night was date night for most couples and it was no different for us. Edward and I had agreed that we needed a way to reconnect with all of his traveling, but had never taken steps to actually do something about it until now. It was as if he knew I was barely holding on. It was a nice change, yet it left me wondering if I was that transparent.
"So, what do you think?" Edward asked as we sat in the parking lot of the pub that had always been a favorite of his. I turned to find him watching me with a soft smile. It was always that smile that did me in when we were young. It was playful and hinted at flirtiness that was just pure Edward, but tonight was different. Tonight there was a sadness to it and it looked forced.
"Looks good," I replied with a matching smile that felt wrong as we looked at each other like the perfect strangers that we had become.
Edward got out of the car and walked around to open my door, surprising me with the manners that I had forgotten he had, before helping me out by taking my hand. Once I had stepped free of my seat, I waited for him to let go of my hand like he always had, yet he didn't. It was a simple act that surprised me since it had been ages since he had shown me such affection.
We walked in together, yet still apart. It mirrored our life together.
"What did I miss this week?" he asked me once we were seated and our drinks ordered.
Edward's question was a simple one, yet it was a heart wrenchingly heavy since he had missed so much. He had missed the girls' laughter and playing card games. He had missed speech therapy and the constant worries I faced with Lillie while being reminded by others that I was doing all I could for my girl. He missed time together and nights alone.
There was so much to tell him about the week he was gone, yet nothing at all. He was never interested in school PTA meetings or teachers that called about classroom treats. He was never one to need to know about trips to the orthodontist or me taking apart the pipes under the sink to unclog the drain, but it wasn't the mundane that raced through my mind as he asked me what the week was like without him. It was Emmett. It was Emmett, with his bright smile and blue eyes, that I thought of when he asked me about my week without him, but Emmett wasn't something I was about to share with him.
"Nothing," I lied sweetly with a smile on my face as my heart raced like a hummingbird within my chest.
Thanks for reading! Thanks to His Naughty Bella for her corrections and suggestions to make this short chapter sound better.
To answer an ongoing question over this fic; no, Edward is not cheating on Bella. He is the type of guy who is making the mistake of putting his job first over his family. It happens. A lot of men are career driven because that's how they see providing for their family. It doesn't make him a bad man, it just makes him a man who is giving too attention to the wrong thing. I hope that helps.