She was watching the wintery wind blowing outside just as a voice hit her ears and she looked at him as he spoke. She was calm and listened to him a smile on her face but the question about feeling her baby kicking was just weird and she moved away from him,<span style="font-weight: bold"> "I rather you not..I don't like people touching my stomach."</span>She told him just a tiny bit weird that he would ask that after just meeting her. She iced the cookies as she looked up and held the child and smiled as she went back to icing the cookies as he spoke nodding to let him know she was listening but never really say anything about his life since she didn't know him. Though she did answer the question about her happy to be a mother,<span style="font-weight: bold">"Yes I am. Single mother and very happy to be having my baby girl.</span>She told him and finished icing the cookies and put them in the in a container for extras ans smiled to him,<span style="font-weight: bold">"I'm Rosalie Hale and you and your daughter can say here as  long as you need to."</span>She said as her eyes went to the bruise but didn't want to impose.