Carlisle-Rosalie.

[ofthefamily]

Carlisle is in the house for several reasons. One - it's a rare sunny afternoon. Two - he doesn't have a shift until this evening.

Three - it's actually quiet. Most of the family is out.

So Carlisle's in one of the sitting areas by a stretch of windows, pen and notebook in hand.

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[jealous_rose]

Rosalie is upstairs, finishing up her shower after several hours of work in the garage.

Carlisle might hear some soft humming coming from her bathroom.

[ofthefamily]

He waits a proper amount of time before he calls up:

"Please tell me you didn't tinker with my baby."

[jealous_rose]

There's that initial hint of embarrassment, when she realizes Carlisle is in the house and could hear her. But it's quickly forgotten and she can't help but smile.

"Alright, I didn't," she replies tauntingly, her tone clearly implying that her statement is in no way a guarantee.

She's done washing, but she continues to let the hot, steamy water run over her hair and shoulders. Just another minute or so.

[ofthefamily]

"She did nothing to necessitate abuse," Carlisle rebuffs, but says nothing else afterward; she's still going through her ablutions.