Bab 68: 68) White Kitten

Edward

"Why did you have to suggest dinner Amanda? You know how dad can be. He will interrogate Vasili if he just senses something is not adding up," I hissed as I pulled on my sisters ear. 

"I thought I might speed things up," she giggled and playfully clawed on my hand. 

"Vasili and I are nowhere near telling our families yet. It's only been a month since we've been to Monaco," I reprimanded her. 

She cheekily rolled her eyes and puffed her cheeks with air. "Look Marco and I were engaged within a week of knowing each other."

"It's not the same our parents arranged that."

"I know but look how it worked out. Married with a baby and maybe another on the way," she avoided eye contact with me, but I would be an idiot to not notice what she said. 

"Are you pregnant?" I gasped covering my mouth.