God, Edward had never looked so good...or sexy, in spite of the paint that was all over his face. He looked straight out of a movie, all jagged stripes of black, green, and brown across his face, like a giant claw had swiped them there.
Maybe it was because I'd missed him terribly, or maybe it was due to the commanding aura that he was exuding, but as we climbed up out of my cell, I couldn't help but kiss his cheek. I didn't give a shit if I got paint on me or not at this point, because no matter the reason, he was saving me. Again.
"Thank you," I whispered, when his head snapped around to meet my gaze.
"Don't thank me yet, sweetness" he said, giving me that perfectly sweet, crooked grin of his. "It sounds like we have to fight our way outta here."
"Oh, she's perfect, love," he whispered with an almost reverent sound to his voice, tugging me up the steps to the very edge so he and Alec could glance around each corner. "She told me to tell you that she did everything you told her to."
I smiled, tears filling my eyes, but I swiped at them. I could be proud of my girl later, but concentration was most important at the moment. We had to get through this shit in order to get back to her.
"Aw, fuck," Carlisle growled over the radio. "Alice!" he barked.
"Go ahead," she answered him.
"I need some sort of current thermal on this house and the surrounding area. Can you do that?" he asked.
"Give me two minutes," she replied, and I could hear her muttering orders to Rose and Makenna.