Bella and I walked into her house. Not long ago she had decided to tell Charlie about our impending marriage. There wasn’t much I could do, except support her decision.

“Dad, you in here?” Bella asked. I can’t fathom why she asked him, when she could’ve asked me. I can hear his thoughts perfectly. But, I will never understand Bella. She is a vortex of unpredictable.

“In here, Bells!” Charlie replied from the living room. Bella grabbed my hand, and I laced my fingers in with hers. The ring shimmered with the faint sunlight glinting off the diamonds that surrounded the opal, as did my hand. I was lucky that the blinds were closed in the living room, so Charlie couldn’t see my shimmering skin.

The two of us walked into the living room proudly. Charlie was sitting in the recliner, watching a game. He looked over at Bella and me.

‘I hope this isn’t anything bad.’ Charlie thought. Of course, this news depended on his idea of ‘bad’.

“Dad, Edward and I need to ask slash tell you something.” Bella told him, a voice of confidence I hadn’t heard very often coming from my Bella.

His face drained of color. ‘Please, I hope to God she isn’t pregnant.’ He thought. I very nearly snickered at his thoughts. As if I could get Bella pregnant, even if Bella and I had crossed the boundaries today.

“Bella, please, please, please tell you aren’t pregnant.” Charlie pleaded with her. She giggled at him, and looked at me.

“No, Dad, I’m not pregnant. Don’t worry.” she said, a slight blush staining her cheeks.

I came to see her daddy for sit down man to man
It wasn't any secret I'd be asking for her hand
I guess that's why he left me waiting in the living room by myself
with at least a dozen pictures of her sitting on a shelf

Good. I was afraid I’d have to hurt Edward. He thought, and I smiled.

“Well, what do you have to ask slash tell me?” he asked us. Bella looked at me, and I smiled back at her, as I released her hand.

“Well, I wish to ask your permission to marry Bella.” I said to him. I glanced at Bella who was twirling her ring slowly, so not to draw any attention to it.