These are Isabella's birthday gifts:
The Teaser:
Edward growled and then bit out, "Fine. I don't want them to hate me. Happy now?"
"Look my friend, let's be clear about something, shall we? You've been a really shitty husband the last five years...you know this, I know this, Isabella knows this. Fortunately for you, no one else really does. You're lovely wife," Seth said and Edward rolled his eyes when the angel person did his usual fanboy sigh when his wife's name was mentioned, "has the patience of a saint. She is as loyal as a guard dog about you and your marriage so luckily for you Charlie Swan doesn't know much of anything. In your case the saying what he doesn't know won't hurt you is nothing but the truth. I can do a lot, but stopping a bullet isn't one of them."
Actually, it kind of was, but Edward didn't need to know that.
"Fuck," Edward muttered under his breath and felt his stomach twist in knots at the thought of Isabella's imposing father.
The angel laughed heartily at his assignment's face. Poor guy looked like he was going to be sick at any moment. Seth knew he could help calm him, but he felt it was rather appropriate that Edward be a bit uncomfortable...at least for awhile. If he wasn't so sure of the welcome Edward would receive from the Swan's, he might be inclined to offer some angelic comfort, but he knew they'd be nothing but happy to see him.
Seth gleefully admitted to having a bit of a vindictive streak....especially when it came to Isabella.
He loved Edward, he couldn't help it, and he'd tried...Lord knew he tried....but the guy was just so damn endearing he couldn't help himself. Angel's were built to love, it was part of their makeup... obviously. Edward Cullen might have been his most challenging assignment to date, hell he'd probably be the most challenging one ever, but he'd also be his greatest accomplishment as well.
He hoped anyway.
But, well, Isabella was...Isabella.
Enough said.
Speaking of, since she was about to check on her husband, Seth figured it was time for him to leave his charge in her very capable hands. "Eddie, cut the crap and suck it up. If you allow yourself, you might find you enjoy your evening. I'll be watching...you know if you need me, I'll be there," he said then disappeared.
"Damn meddlesome, wife-ogling, pain in the ass seraph," Edward muttered right as Isabella entered the bedroom.
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