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Those Aren't Sock Puppets!
His lips formed a tight line and he was scrutinizing my face for answers he could not pull from my head.
I tried to smile reassuringly at him and he finally nodded in agreement with my question.
“Okay. Then I'll just think about. I probably won't do it, but it doesn't hurt to at least think about the option.” I said, turning away from and to walk towards my door and avoid any further protests.
I had to face away to avoid him seeing my smile and making me laugh. It would have given my plan away. I quickly left to get ready for bed, leaving him dumbfounded and probably worried about my sanity.
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Back to present day…
So here I was, stuffing socks in an over-sized bra I had borrowed from Angela. Thankfully, she had help me put this together, without actually knowing the plan. I didn't want Edward to cheat and ruin the surprise.
I had made it look fairly realistic. My plan would've been ruined if I had lumpy boobs.
The only Cullen that was in on my scheme, was Carlisle. He had hidden his thoughts until yesterday.
Yesterday, he made up a fake memory of me coming into the hospital and talking about some kind of enhancement surgery on Friday, but nothing passed that.
I had made sure to tell him to think about it when Edward was planning to come over that night and I had made up some fake plans to have a daddy/daughter weekend with Charlie to keep him from coming over. I had also told him we would be out of town in Seattle or Port Angeles, so that he wouldn't even go to the house.
To avoid ruining my plan and having Edward catch me at home, I had convinced Charlie to have both of us spend the weekend at the Black residence. It helped me that Alice wasn't able to see my future when I was around Jacob. Jake didn't mind having the chance to rile up Edward, though he didn't like that he would be getting riled up over my breasts.
Charlie, of course, had no clue what was going on and was just happy to have beer, pizza, and television with Billy and that I was hanging out with Jake again.


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