“Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite patient,” Carlisle teased, making Bella blush. This was her third visit with him and already they were a little familiar with each other.
“Dr. Carlisle,” she greeted back.
“Just Carlisle,” he automatically corrected with a grin.
“Hello, Just Carlisle.”
Carlisle rolled his eyes, “Ha ha, funny. I’m practically in stitches now.”
She pouted, but he could see a slightly hidden smirk. He started the examination, as usual, but told her they were going to do something else.
“I want to do blood work today, okay Bella?”
She cringed.
“Don’t like the sight of blood?” he teased her again, but he smiled to show he wanted her to be okay.
“No. I can’t stand the smell,” she wrinkled up her nose.
His blond eyebrows shot up, “You can actually smell blood?”
“Yeah. It smells like rust and salt mostly.”
Carlisle couldn’t believe it, but decided he had to when as soon as he started to draw blood from her, her nose had wrinkled and then she’d fainted. He didn’t know whether he should be worried or laugh.
He decided on chuckling when she’d woken up, groaning and pale but relatively fine.
“Are you okay?” he smiled at her.
“Yeah, yeah. Laugh at me,” she pouted.
He chuckled again, “Don’t worry, Bella. We won’t have to do blood work for awhile.”
Unfortunately, when she’d come to meet him again the next day, he looked apologetic.
“I’m sorry, Bella. But it seems there was a mix up at the lab and your blood sample was replaced. I need to collect some more,” then he’d held up a medium-sized pan of apple pie, the smell drawing Bella nearer. “But I got pie for you to smell, rather than your blood. Is it a deal?”
She gave him a double thumbs up, “Of course, Carlisle. What do you take me for?”
He chuckled and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, moving her over to a chair and prepping her to take her blood. Good thing she was preoccupied with the pie.
“I’ll be free after you’re done here. Would you like to come with me to meet my family?” Carlisle asked as he wiped the puncture wound and put a band aid on it.
“Oh…um, is Alice and Jasper going to be there?” Bella muttered, unsure how she felt about the two.
Just yesterday, they’d invited her to sit at their table. After Jasper had hugged her again, and then Alice, the fey-like girl, had chattered non-stop about shopping, even after they’d finally gotten to the table. They intimidated her quite a bit, and confused her with their actions. Their other two siblings kept quiet, but seemed very amused. But she did like them all.
“Yes, they’ll probably be there,” Carlisle said, knowing Alice had probably seen him asking Bella about it and wanting to stay home to hang out with Bella more.
“Sure. I guess.”
Bella didn’t know whether to be scared or happy.
~*~*~
It wasn’t as bad as she feared it would be. Carlisle had driven her there, after she’d called Charlie to tell him where she was going, and was surprised at the beautiful glassy house. She had immediately met Esme, who was very beautiful and mothering towards her.
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Devil in a Sweet Kiss [Twilight Fanfics]
FanfictionWhat if there was a reason for Bella's clumsiness? What if she'd been paralyzed her whole life, but had recently learned to move? And the reason why she could suddenly move was because…she was telekinetic. Dr. Cullen may just be the first to find ou...