Rosalie spun around, Emmett's arms wrapped around her waist. "Rosalie… Edward asked me to ask you to stop that. The guys in the room are all bombarding his head with their… inappropriate… thoughts…" Emmett whispered in her ear.
Rosalie smiled. "Well, maybe Edward could use a little loosening up. Do I really have to stop dancing?" she asked. Emmett sighed audibly and nodded. Rosalie huffed once and stopped dancing altogether. "Fine, spoil my fun," she said, pulling at her mini skirt.
Emmett just smiled and kissed her passionately. "Now Rose, be nice. Give Edward a break, I'm sure he gets annoyed by all the thoughts of the men when you're around," Emmett whispered lightly in her ear. Rosalie sighed as she was pulled off to the side of the room. Emmett sat down at a small bar table and pulled Rosalie down in the seat next to him. "Now Rose, you gotta behave yourself when you're in a club with the whole family. You know how much it bugs Edward," Emmett whispered lightly.
Rosalie rolled her eyes as Emmett whispered in her ear. "It's not my fault they're all pigs," she said. Emmett kissed lightly down her neck.
"Now Rose, you know how guys get around you. I never said it was your fault," he said against her skin. Rosalie rolled her eyes again. She caught the eye of a man in the club but didn't speak to anyone except Emmett. "Rose… stop it," he whispered.
Rosalie sighed again. "Honestly, you boys never let me have any fun," she groaned. Emmett smirked into the bone white skin of her neck.
"Never let you have any fun?" he asked, grabbing her lower back and pulling it towards him quickly. Rosalie gasped again.
"Don't… do that…" she whispered. She pulled away from him slightly, looking into his beautiful caramel eyes. She kissed him passionately. Emmett moved a hand to the back of her neck, pulling both her lower back and her neck towards him. Rosalie could feel eyes on them, but she stopped caring. All she could see and feel was Emmett. She didn't care about anyone else except him.
Emmett pulled away from her, as hard as it was for him. "Rose… not here," he said quietly. "Edward was pissed off before, now he's going to kill someone." Rosalie pouted.
"Fine then. Not here," Rose said, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the door of the club.
"Rose, where are we going?" Emmett asked cautiously.
Rosalie just smirked. "Home. Nobody else is there," she replied. Emmett grinned and ran ahead of her, pulling her towards his jeep.