Hey Guys, so here's the next one, I'm actually keeping up with these updates pretty quickly I think, I struggled a bit though with how to go next, whether to make Emmet nervous or not? But I think I got him right? Tell me what you think after you've read it :) Enjoy. (Plus sorry it's quite short I haven't had much time what with CHRISTMAS AND ALL!)

"Oh!...shit"I mumbled, when my face collided face first with his chest, and then realised who it was.

"We have to stop meeting like this" He smirked at me, one side of his mouth lifting. He so practices that! Noone is naturally that sexy!

I choked out an embarassed laugh, which, adding to my embarassment, sounded like a pathetic weak cough.

"So...my brother eh? I'm guessing this is why you ran off like that? A sudden attack of the conscience?" He said sarcastically.

"This isn't funny! Why the fuck are you making our...thissituation into a joke? I cheated on my fiancee with his fucking brother!" I hissed at him half hysterically. I don't get it, why is he behaving like I'm a fifteen year old going out with her first crush, who happened to get pissed and snog another lad! I'm getting married for Christ's sake!

He laughed. Fucking laughed.

"What is so fucking funny? In fact, do you know what forget it! As long as you keeped what happened to yourself, and don't make it out to be more than it was, whatever." I tried to storm passed him, to get back downstairs, but he shoved a hand against the wall in front of me, his face turning serious.

"Look Sweetheart, you're failing to see what kind of situation you're in here. You nearly had sex with a guy you'd known for an hour or so, in the back room of a club, when you have a fiancee. You have all the blame here pet, I had no idea who the fuck you were. So before you start on me, remember who's due to be married and who isn't." He said all this while his face getting closer and closer to mine, and fuck me he was right. If he did grass on me, I'd be the one with all the blame, how could he have known who I was when we've never met officially until now. He didn't even know my name from that night.

I stared at him a little bit tongue tied and did the only thing I could think of to do, to try and cover my humiliation, no way was I letting him think he had any kind of power over me the cocky bastard.

I slapped him.

Maybe not very hard, considering the lack of leverage from how close he was to me. But enough for his eyes to widen and for him to snap his hand that was blocking me to his reddening cheek.

I glared at him and took this as my opportunity to get the hell out of there, I walked briskly down the ridiculously long red corridor to get back downstairs. Safety in numbers and all that.

"I like it when a girl gets rough" I heard him call after me and laugh. Again. That did make me roll my eyes.

After dinner, which was insanely awkward and uncomfortable, with Emmet winking at me and blowing me mock kisses; and all of Edward's family obviously trying to deem if I was worthy, with the millions of questions about my job-non-existent-and my childhood and family-also non-existent-,Edward and I went up to our room...not the red room. Unfortunately. But that didn't mean anything. I decided to take a bath in the en-suite, I mean come on take advantage of the luxury right? I went back into our bedroom wearing my red silk bathrobe and expecting to see Edward in bed. He wasn't. I creased my eyebrows in confusion and headed towards the door which led to the hall. Just as I was opening the door a hand shot out slamming it and another wrapped around my waist. I felt somone nuzzle my hair under my ear, and felt their breath on my neck, it reminded me of the way me and Emmet had been together, he'd liked my neck too. "Bella..." Edward breathed my name, automatically snapping me out of my daydream.

"Edward!" I gasped shocked, why the hell was I expecting Emmet, what is wrong with me.

"Of course. Expecting someone else?"He laughed seductively. He had no idea.

He spun me around and pinned me to the wall, eventually moving us to the bed...

I lay there in the morning just staring at the ceiling. I was angry. I hadn't come once last night I had to fake it three times! It's all down to that fucking arsehole Emmet, if he had just had the decency to be someone elses son then I wouldn't be having this problem. I would have forgotten about him, and he would not be enterring my thoughts at the most inconvenient of times, say when I was trying to have an orgasm. But, no.

"Bella darling, do me a favour and make me a cup of coffee, i'm dying for caffeine" Edward groaned next to me.

"Hey i'm knackered to you know, you weren't fucking yourself last night!" I'm no ones slave, he should know that by now.

Edward rolled over pinning me with his gaze. "Not like you did much, you just lay there."

I huffed genuinely hurt. What. The. Fuck. He could be a dick, but not normally the morning after a good -for him- shag. "Fine." I snapped at him.

I got up and made him a coffee, slamming it down on the bedside next to him. Just as I was turning to storm into the bathroom, he grabbed my wrist and jerked me down to his level so I was face to face with him, I blinked in astonishment. "Don't be such a fucking moody cow, all I asked for was a fucking cup of coffee, not a goddamn English breakfast." He sanpped at me, shoving my arm away.

I stormed into the bathroom to brush my teeth rubbing my wrist on the way. What the fuck is wrong with him? He doesn't normally lose his temper that quickly. I stared at myself in the mirror, trying hard not to cry, everything was just going wrong! I was obviously a full on evil person in a past life, no-one is this unlucky. I walked into the bedroom to get dressed and the whole time Edward just lay there sipping his coffee and staring at me with a scarily blank expression, it would have made even the strongest of women crumble. Eventually I snapped after I'd jerked my jumper on, he hadn't dropped his gaze for a whole five minutes, so I spun around.
"What? Do I have something on my face?" I snapped gesturing angrily to him.
"No."
"Then what? Why are you staring at me like that? What the fuck have I done?"
"You know what you've done." He said tonelessly, my heart rate increasing rapidly.

Sorry, cliffhanger, what does he know? I didn't do a full on sex scene with Bella and Edward as I want to keep the hot steamy ones between Bella and Emmet ;D (Unless of course it's important for the story) oh and MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! Hope you all get what you want! :D