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Prologue- Things are a changin'...
I felt his warmth and aura before I actually felt his thickly muscled arm wrap around my waist, and with the contact of our skin I felt extremely guilty.
"Do-Don't Em… I can't." I sounded chocked because there was suddenly a large lump in my throat.
"What are you talking about Claire-Bear?" He smiled and lifted his weight to his forearms to look at my eyes.
"I'm not a home wrecker Em and we can't keep this up…"
"Tell me what we are doing wrong and I'll leave, in all honesty what about this is bad?
What about this is bad? "Really? You're going to ask that question? Everything is wrong Em you have a girlfriend now and I don't want her to think I'm trying to steal you away, I don't want to mess up this opportunity for you to be happy just because I'm selfish and don't want to sleep alone at night, I'm a big girl and need to start acting like one."
Emmett smile faded, slowly, which meant we were about to have a talk about our feelings, I shuddered internally because I wasn't good at things like this.
"She can't think that you're trying to steal me away because I was YOUR best friend before I was her boyfriend, she's got to realize that… plus you didn't act like this when I dated Tanya."
I laughed because Emmet began to poke me to make his point.
"That's because Tanya is a bitch and I didn't give a shit about her."
He laughed but stopped suddenly, "so you're serious about this whole not sharing a bed thing then? Are things going to be different for us now or are we good?
I honestly didn't know whether or not I wanted things to be good between us, our way of life had been this way for over twenty years, this was us and he was really the only other constant in my life that I could depend on besides my parents.
"Yeah Em we're good, it just doesn't feel right so tonight, we'll be sleeping alone."
He groaned a moved to swing his legs over the side of the bed, once off he leaned over and kissed my forehead and both my eyelids. He hesitated and hovered over my mouth, my breath hitched and suddenly I was ridden with two different emotions, I wanted him to kiss me however I would feel extremely guilty. His breath fanned over my face, refreshing and minty.
"Goodnight, I love you Claire- bear."
"Goodnight and I love you too Em…"
He walked towards the door, turning one lat time to look forlornly at his spot in my bed. And when he finally left and silence ensued in my room save for my own breathing, I suddenly felt cold and alone. Had I really done the right thing letting him go? And why was it so hard to let him go, he was only going down the hall. I would still see him in the morning and I wasn't like he was moving out or anything, we were still best friends and he even professed that he still loved me.
In that moment I realized I was in too deep here…he had someone and I would suddenly become the third wheel. The thought wasn't too appealing.
Needless to say, I didn't sleep well, the enormity of my bed discomforted me and I tossed and turned.
Across the hall I hoped Emmet fared better than I did, after all he had thoughts of Rosalie to comfort him.
God, I was so screwed.