Now he understood where she was going with this discussion, and it made him hugely uncomfortable to be discussing, in front of four other people, that deeper portion of their relationship and whether he would or would not return to their bed. He wasn't opposed to discussing it but he did not want to do that while David and Abbey and Edward and Simone were all here. He knew she wanted him back in the bedroom as soon as possible, and he really was going to have to stretch himself to be able to do that. He didn't blame her, but yet, the fact was that it still had happened. The words had come out of her mouth. It had still really wounded him. While he didn't blame her, he had still been wounded by that, and he couldn't erase that.
Truth be told, she did not need to know that he had really pushed himself for the first 24 hours or so after it had happened for him to even be comfortable with her having Caprice by herself. He had allowed it because he had had assurances from Robert and Jeffrey that the enchantment was gone. He understood she was anxious that he wasn't in the bedroom with her and that was why she was pushing so damned hard, but he really did not like her pushing him. She had said she was going to give him time, but it had only been a few days. That really wasn't very much damned time.
"I do not blame you for what happened while you were under the effects of an enchantment," he told her, "but can we discuss this piece later, pl..." He was cut off when Abbey tried to stab a meatball with her fork and she missed, hitting the edge of it, causing the meatball to spring off the plate and fly across the table.
"Uh oh. Runaway meatball," Angus laughed. "Here." He took her fork and stabbed a couple meatballs for her. "Here. Eat one at a time. Take your time. Stab 'em in the middle, not on the edge, and it won't dash off from you. If they give you too much trouble, you can pick them up with two fingers and just eat them with your fingers. We can wash your hands after." She nodded. "Got it?" She nodded, and ate the first meatball on her fork. Her face brightened immediately. "You like those, don't you?" She nodded. "There are plenty more. Eat what you want."
"It's my pleasure to cook," Simone said. "I spent a lot of years alone after our kids all were grown and left home and after Maurice died. I am thoroughly enjoying cooking for a family again. I promised Edward I would make some eggrolls from scratch sometime, but I haven't done it yet, and he is not letting me forget it."
Edward was becoming aware that the energy was continuing to escalate, and in the distance, he could hear some faint periodic banging sounds starting That sounded to him like every so often, someone was bouncing against the protection grid, but the grid was holding. That was precisely what it was supposed to do. He got up and glanced out the window. Robert and Kate and Michael had gone outside and Kate had taken to the air on the hippogriff. She had Archangel flying alongside her. She was obviously going to make an aerial sweep. Robert and Michael were just keeping a sharp eye. As long as the grids held, they were safe.
"Are we solid?" Angus asked Edward.
"For now, yes," Edward said. "Let's finish our supper." David got up and got the baby's diaper bag and accio'd a warm blanket sleeper sack and tucked it inside the moses basket in case they had to move quickly. He filled three or four bottles with powdered formula and added a couple of water bottles in case they had to make bottles on the go. Then he accio'd a pair of pajamas and a change of fresh clothes for Abbey and tucked them in the bag with her kitty blanket so that they were ready to pop out at a moment's notice if they had to. Angus accio'd BooBoo Kitty and Abbey's jacket and shrank them, and David put it in the bag as well. Then David put his jacket and the bag closeby.
"Accio yourself a jacket and some pajamas and a change of clothes, Ru," Angus told her, "and put the clothes all in the bag, except your jacket--just in case you need it. Better safe than sorry."
"Simone," Edward began.
"No, don't even ask me. My place is with you," she told him firmly. "I am not a shrinking violet. I will stand and fight if trouble comes."