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Once Upon another Escape

Bella's Point of View

"Masen, honey, stop," I pleaded and grabbed my hair dryer out of his hands.

For the past hour I had been trying to pack for the next Swan Escape, but Masen insisted on unpacking everything. I attempted to put him in his crib, however, he refused. He thought he was helping me which was so sweet, but it was getting on my nerves.

This year was definitely going to be interesting. Not only was Charlie's son joining us, but also Edward's parents. My grandparents thought that they should be included, because they were family. Even though Charlie technically wasn't blood related, my grandfather was really taken by him.

I took the day off so I could stay home and pack. I had hoped to have everything ready by the time Edward got here, so we could leave shortly after. Seeing as how I hadn't gotten much packing done, I didn't think that would be happening anytime soon.

The garage door opened and Masen looked up at me with a big grin. He knew his father was home.

"Da," he said as he tried to slide off the bed. I quickly grabbed him and we walked down the stairs.

Edward walked in with a big smile on his face. "Hey, baby." He greeted me with a chaste kiss on my lips.

He took Masen out of my arms and kissed his chubby little cheeks. "How's my little man?" he asked.

"He has barely let me pack. Every time I put something in the suitcase, he unpacks it." I gave a pointed look at Masen.

Edward laughed at our son. "I'm going to take a quick shower. Do you want me to put him in his crib while you finish packing?"

"That would be great." I smiled at him before disappearing up the stairs.

Hopefully, I could finish packing by the time Edward was ready.

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Post two: a couple of hours. Off to get a pedicure ;)