The Imprint or the Blood Singer

Chapter 18

Maisie was relaxing in a bubble bath, watching Netflix on her iPad when the FaceTime feature popped up. It was from Embry. She made sure the foam covered everything before answering.

"Hey, Em."

"Hey, Mai Mai. Is now a bad time?"

"No, I'm just relaxing."

Embry walked into Emily's house where the rest of the pack also greeted Maisie. He handed the phone to her brother and Bella while he went to the bathroom. Maisie talked to Bella and Jake, who were finally out of the honeymoon phase of the imprint, until Embry came back.

"How was the date with the trampoline guy?"

"Sean? It was alright. Don't know if it's gonna go anywhere but we've got a second date."

"Well, one more date is better than no date?"

Embry nodded. "I think he's a little uncomfortable that I've dated girls before."

Maisie rolled her eyes in annoyance for her friend. Embry seemed chill about it though so she let it go. It was fun talking to the pack. Edward peeked his head into the bathroom.

"I'm gonna try to hunt."

"Wait," Maisie called to him, reaching out an arm, before he could leave. "I want cranberry juice."

Edward pretended to be annoyed but brought her a cup of cranberry juice anyway.

"Thank you. Love you," she said in a very high-pitched cutesy voice.

"Mmm hmm." Edward leaned over to peck her lips.

"Are we sure Mai's the one who imprinted, you seem kind of whipped Edward," Jacob joked while the rest of the pack laughed.

They weren't around to see Maisie and Edward's interactions and weren't used to seeing this non-stoic side to the Cullen boy. Edward ignored Jacob's comment and left the bathroom to go hunt. Maisie continued talking to the pack until her fingertips went all pruny. Hanging up, she got out of the bath and started to dry off. Maisie had packed her suitcase but was told last minute from Alice that she added a few extra things in the front pocket.

She finally unzipped it to see lingerie. Very fancy lingerie. With the bed broken in the master bedroom, Maisie and Edward switched to one of the guest rooms. When Edward came back, he was greeted by her in a thin white chemise slip. Maisie was laying on the end of the bed drawing doodles acting like she didn't see him. Edward laid down on top of her, pressing gently into her backside.

"Those are pretty flowers," he commented.

"Yep."

"I don't think I've seen these... pajamas before." He picked at the smooth silk.

"It's new. Speaking of pajamas, I'm sleepy."

"Sleepy?" Edward asked before kissing the back of her neck. "Too sleepy for me, little wolf?"

She closed the drawing pad and Edward lifted up so Maisie could turn around and face him. The intensity didn't fade from the first time. Two supernatural beings, it was always going to be intense. Edward tried his hardest to avoid grabbing at the actual bed frame, not wanting to have to buy Carlisle and Esme a second new bed. Only a few pillows were damaged this time around.

Maisie looked down slightly embarrassed when the cleaners came around. The man looked at the master bedroom's broken bed in horror while the woman just stared Edward down. He came up behind Maisie from where she was sitting in the kitchen, resting his chin on her shoulder. She looked up at him, his gold eyes were very dark.