Happy New Year, ladies!
Hope you’re as excited as I am about what our favorite authors are gonna have in store for us in 2015!
Hell’n, I already have a fic that’s not gonna let me wait until it’s complete to rec it LOL!
Only 4 chapters in and I’ve already sobbed my eyes out and fallen out of my chair howlin’ with laughter…it’s amazeballs!
Maxi’s first AN gives away a little secret about this fic…the plot bunny belongs to her DH!!! Lucky lady, is all I gotta say LOL!
So far, the story is mostly told in Emmett’s POV…
He walks dead straight, right ahead, with the flames roiling behind him and as he reaches the designated ‘mark’ on the ground a smouldering piece of cloth drifts down, still on fire, and lands at his feet.
My mark stops, right where he’s supposed to, and nonchalantly takes a cigarette out of his shirt pocket. Right on cue he bends down and picks up the still burning piece of cloth. He uses it to light his cigarette and as everyone on the set holds their breath he delivers his line. Perfectly.
“I told you it was a smoking jacket, asshole.”
Twenty minions rush forward as my mark moves quickly away from the flames that are still writhing and seething even in the controlled environment. The workers blast their extinguishers at the base of the fire and within seconds it’s been reduced to a heap of smouldering ash and useless props on the concrete floor.
My mark ignores it all, is oblivious to everyone and everything around himself because he’s still in character. He’s still the guy he’s been portraying in this film for the last nine weeks. He’s still James Goodall. He’s still the spy. Still the agent.
No one else seems concerned about Edward’s little “quirks” since they don’t want to lose their meal ticket…can’t have that, can we? Good thing Em thinks otherwise and marshals the forces of good in the form of one Dr. Rosalie Hale! Of course, Edward thinks his appointments with her are a debriefin’ session for his latest mission!
Getting Edward to think back to the time before I guarded him was never going to be easy. Getting him to remember the details of that time had proved all but impossible and we’d been trying for all of the last five years.
“He was more agitated than usual,” she tells me once Ed’s left the room. “He had no visible reaction to the mention of Bella but he did when I mentioned Charlie.”
“Well that’s something at least,” I mumble.
“I’ll keep trying, keep asking, but when he’s being James it’s hard to get him to think past being a spy I’m afraid. He won’t be led to the timeframe and he won’t open up about that time when he thinks my asking is something to do with a mission I shouldn’t know about. I’ll try again when he’s himself,” she tells me sadly.
“Unfortunately he’s going to continue to switch to the James persona as a mental defence.”
“Thanks for trying,” I tell her.
“I’ll keep at it. He’s getting worse, not better, and if the re-emergence of Bella is as pivotal as you think it is the time is right to press forward more aggressively,” she says.
“It is pivotal,” I sigh.
“Take him home and let him sleep this off. A good night’s sleep and he’ll wake up as Edward Cullen again, like he always does on Thursdays,” she reminds me with a soft smile.
“I hope so,” I smile back. “We’ll see you next week.”
Not gonna give away the ink bomb incident…you’ll just have to read it yourself LMAO!
And for my ladies who plan to wait, I found this juicy little COMPLETE fic just for you LOL!
Rated: Fiction M – English – Drama/Romance – Bella, Edward – Chapters: 25 – Words: 71,577 – Reviews: 1,195 – Favs: 1,048 – Follows: 499 – Updated: Feb 28, 2011 – Published: Mar 1, 2010 – Status: Complete – id: 5784802
Smut, glorious smut!
What wouldn’t we give for
That extra bit more —
That’s all that we live for
Why should we be fated to
Do nothing but glut
Well, you get the picture!
Zosie’s summary says it all so I’ll let it stand and just remind you under 18’s THIS ISN’T MEANT FOR YOUR INNOCENT EYES!!!
Happy Friday, y’all!