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    Devotion

    He cut me off in the rudest way he could have. Somehow, his idiotic brain had misinterpreted the anger in my voice as some other emotion. In a second, his hand was behind my head pushing it towards his own. I twisted and squirmed, trying to desperately break the kiss, but to no avail. I fumed and set my lips together tightly. When he finally released me, I instinctively pulled back my hand and curled it into a tight fist. Just as I was ready to release it, a cold hand caught my wrist from behind.

    “No, Bella.” Edwards controlled voice instructed. “You’ll hurt yourself.”

    I was not angry that Edward had been watching. I felt suddenly smug as Jacob’s face contorted, trying to conceal his obvious terror. Edward remained entirely calm as he stepped in front of me.

    “I think you should leave now, Jacob.” Edward growled.

    “You invited me.” Jacob shot back.

    “Correct.” Edward smiled, “But in case my verbal dismissal wasn’t enough, I would be happy to convey my message physically as well.”

    Jacob gave me a pleading glance.

    I laughed aloud. “Jacob, do you really think that I am going to help you!? He is fully entitled to break your jaw for me right now, as per previous agreement.”

    “No.” He corrected smugly, “that was only if you didn’t want me to kiss you.”

    I almost punched him again, but Edward held me back.

    “Under what alternative reality would I have wanted you to kiss me on my wedding night!?” I spat.

    He looked hurt. I couldn’t imagine why he would think that I would have been okay with this.

    “Just go.” I groaned.

    “Bella, don’t do this.” He pleaded with his eyes.

    “Go, Jacob.” I repeated.

    “Don’t let him steal your life from you.”

    Edward and I both froze.

    “That’s what this is about?” I gasped.

    “That’s none of your business!” Edward growled.

    “What about Charlie, Bella?” Jacob ignored Edward. “ How am I supposed to explain to your father that the reason for your unexplained disappearance is because your husband, the bloodsucker, bit you.” My jaw dropped.

    “You’re NOT!” I yelled. “Charlie isn’t going to know anything!”

    “He will. If it keeps you from doing this, I will go tell him right now.” Jacob was completely serious.

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