Chapter Sixty-Two

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Emily's PoV

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Emily's PoV

I gaze up at my husband, tightly entwining my hand with his own as we leave our new home.

"What's that for?" He asks gesturing to the thick leather bound book I had in my other hand.

I smile up at him mischievously, shrugging somewhat innocently. He rolls his eyes pulling me towards Bella and Edward's cottage.

I step down the paved stones to the large oak wooden door, releasing Jasper's hand to gently knock on the front door.

Bella pulls it open, her face lighting up happily as she sees me. She throws herself at me with a sibling hug, squeezing my incredibly hard.

Shaking my head I laugh at her, "Did you have fun?" I wink suggestively.

She punches my playfully in my shoulder, a eyes portraying a slight glare and yet a smile played upon her lips.

I giggle, wrapping my arm around Jasper's waist as Edward emerges from another room greeting us.

Bella smiles at her husband, before turning to look at me suspiciously, "Why are you here?"

"I thought you might want to join me to see our little angels," I explain, thinking about my gorgeous little boy.

Her smile widens further, stepping outside linking arms with me.

I turn to her, "Wanna race?"

She shrugs.

"First one there gets to throw the other of the roof," I suggest, watching her eyes light up excited.

She then speeds off into the forest leaving me stood there annoyed.

"Bella!" I yell, "That's not fair."

I quickly speed after her, dancing past the oncoming trees and branches, eventually emerging by the main house.

I speed up the stairs into the living room right behind Bella.

"Damn!" I curse, looking at Bella's smug face.

"You can throw me off later," I mutter, her chuckling at me.

I hear Matthew call out to me, immediately I'm by his side pulling him into my embrace.

"Hey sweetheart," I coo, holding him close to my chest as I sit down at the table.

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