"Because that's how I said it's fucking going to go!" Edward snapped, running a hand through his hair. "We will join you in Alaska in two fucking days. Not even that – maybe a day and a half."
I winced, because he was protecting me. I needed to see the doctor before we went to Aunt Kate's, but he wasn't explaining why we would be late to Carlisle and Eleazar, who had acquired a private flight for everyone to go and wanted Edward to fly as an escort over them once they landed.
"Hey," I sighed, and Edward's head snapped around to look at me. "Easy, Edward." I turned to El and Carlisle. "If we leave in the morning, instead of now, then Edward and I can fly over Walter's cabin to get those pictures for you. And I promised Esme that I'd see my regular doctor about my back before we left," I lied smoothly.
Edward smirked, hiding it well even as he glared over at the two men, but he didn't say anything.
"But you're okay, right, sweetheart?" Carlisle verified, his eyes changing from harsh and frustrated, to warm and worried.
"I'm fine, but I promised her, Carlisle," I urged, pouring on the begging face. "Otherwise, you can explain to her why I didn't do as she asked."
"Oh, hell, no," he chuckled, finally holding up his hands in surrender.