I'm giving a blog exclusive preview of chapter 2 after the break for those interested.
"Okay, now we only have to find Carl. He has to be around her somewhere." Her blue green eyes wide, she looked almost as excited as a five year old on Christmas morning.
"Calm down, girlie, you'll get us kicked out of here before we can even find your bio Daddy." Rolling her eyes, Rose grabs me and drags me out towards the more crowded section of the party.
Looking around, we easily blended in with the crowd. While there was a major contingent of people wearing designer clothing, some wearing way too dressy for a garden party, others were in more modestly priced gear that would make our clothing seem as if we belong.
"Over there, that is Esme Masen-Cullen," Rose whispered in my ear, jerking her head towards a group of women talking. I recognize her right away. We'd seen her picture enough since Rose found out about her parentage. Esme Masen-Cullen was a beautiful woman with Carmel colored hair, hazel eyes, standing about five seven, barely looking 35 let alone almost 48. She seemed so together, and from all accounts we've read, she also had a huge heart. He creamy colored lace dress screamed class and it underlined her natural grace that seemed innate in her.