Having six brothers wasn't ever a fun experience. Especially with them four of them being older. Though have two younger brothers didn't make it any better, of course.
Jasper was the eldest by four and a half minutes at Twenty-eight, his blonde hair passed down from our grandmother Marie as well as the blue eyes, already married with two little four year old twin terrors, Alec and Jane. They were almost as psychotic as their mother Alice, who wasn't my biggest fan, nor I hers. But she made Jasper happy, so I ignored her most of the time.
Then there is Peter, a bit of a goof ball and has more luck than sense. Younger than Jasper by four and a half minutes, almost identical twins. the only features they really have in common is their blonde hair and blue eyes. My daddy's eyes, but Jaspers hair is more of a golden blonde, while Peter's is darker and Jasper is more lean, while I could wash clothes on Peter's abs.
Peter also has better taste in women. My beautiful sister-in-law Charlotte, she's crazy in the best kind of way, even while heavily pregnant with their third child, she still scares the shit out of me and nearly everyone in the family when she gets angry at Peter for pulling a prank, she's a bit no nonsense, with a whole lot of southern charm.
Her and Peter met when they were 'knee high to a grasshopper' as my daddy, a born amd bred Texan always teases in that southern drawl that Jasper and Peter had never been able to lose from being born in Texas and growing up there for seven years.
Riley, despite being only two years younger has the strongest New York accent I have ever heard. A bit of a stick in the mud, but his new girlfriend Bree has brought him out of his shell a bit. They're story is a bit of an odd one, Bree having been sold into the sex trade by her loser ex boyfriend, she had been inside of a shipping container with thirty other women that we managed to intercept. She was defiant though and stupid brave, instead of accepting the new life we offered her, she asked to join us and help more people like her. It took my brother almost a year to warm up to her, but since he ran the interceptions, he had to get use to her eventually. They've been together for just over a month now and they are honestly just too adorable.
Then there is my Teddy bear, Emmett. Only six minutes older than me, he never lets me forget that he's my big brother. Almost a foot taller that me and double my weight, I don't even argue about the big part most of the time. His immaturity levels rival Peter's and they both pull the worst pranks on each other, I remember helping Emmett at sixteen put four full grown cows in Peter's office and then helping Peter fill Emmett's brand new jeep with jelly. I had to admit he calmed down a little when he and Rosalie had their first kid, a little girl Emily, only two and adorable as fuck. She's my favourite, not that I'd admit to it.
Seth and Jake are the babies at only sixteen years old, still in school and total grease monkeys. Not interested in much other than fixing old cars and girls. Normally they are, in fact the ones annoying me over the women they bring around, neither had a hand in putting this incompetent blonde airhead infront of me though. No that was all my twin brothers doing.
Who the fuck even is this chick? I ask myself as I watch her hand come up to rest on Edward's arm as she speaks to him. We were all in the conference room, the meeting should have started already, but Peter is yet to arrive. So everyone is causally talking amongst themselves while waiting for him. I glance at Emmett as he speaks about inconsequential things, he's trying to hard to be casual, but I don't tell him. No one else is close enough to notice and I know it's because he doesn't want to get angry and overreact about the more than casual kiss that was being shared between Edward and I when they walked into the conference room.
I'm soon pulled back to Edward as the girl, Tanya laughs loudly. Her hand still rests on his arm and she's moved closer to him. I shake my head lightly, though this is a bussiness deal, The Cigno's and Cullens are very far from friendly and she's undermining Emmett by throwing her self at Edward, along with disrespecting me by touching Edward after witnessing the kiss when she walked in. It also pissed me off more than a little that he was letting her.
"Rosie almost stabbed her this morning." Emmett interjected noticing my gaze. His voice was lower, right next to my ear. To keep the conversation between us. "She's stepping in for Heidi for the day and made a comment about being at my disposal for anything I might need and she meant anything. Rosie was standing behind her."
I rolled my eyes and a sarcastic laugh burst from my lips. "How did she not?" I asked incredulously.
"She's uncle Aro's great niece." He responded with a shrug.
The conversation ended there as Peter finally arrived. I watched in distaste as Tanya leaned to whisper something in Edward's ear, her hand running up his arm before walking away to take a seat by Peter.
I felt Emmett's hand on my lower back and lips agaist my hair briefly enough that it would have just looked like he was whispering something to me, but it was enough for me to relax and go take my seat next to Edward. He sat perfectly still as greetings were made.
"Lets get down to bussiness then." Emmett boomed out. "The paperwork I have in front of me says your offer for Clamerity is four hundred thousand."
"Yes." Edward began. I hadn't found anything to suggest insincerity in wanting to buy the land Clamerity an old run down church in Philadelphia, sat on or in wanting to rent the space behind it. He had done his research enough to know not to offer to buy the land behind Clamerity. It once housed a small restaurant, that my great grandfather gave my grandmother. It burt to the ground years before I was born, but the space still held sentimental value to our family. I knew my brothers would be sold as soon as the learnt what Edward had in mind for it.
Edward went on to explain that he had recently became acquainted with a group of orphaned children that were running out of space, and wanted to make them a bigger safer place. What he didn't mention was it was the orphanage his parents found him and his sister Elizabeth in. I could tell the boys were ready to sign over by the end, even without that piece of information.
Everything was going well until prices were discussed and Tanya decided to open her mouth.
"We all know you can afford a higher offer than four hundred thousand," I tried not to cringe as her foot missed Edward's leg and slid up mine instead, her eyes were on his as she pulled her lip between her teeth. "And a putting a hotel in the space will be much more profitable." I sighed deeply and in the next moment her blood was splattering against my brother and the paper on the table.
There was absolute silence for a moment as I tucked my gun away. I could almost hear Edward clenching his jaw though. "Four hundred is our only offer." I say calmly.
Emmet is grinning at me and Peter is shaking his head. "Make it three fifty. I'm all for a good cause, after all and I have a feeling your cleaning bill has doubled since you hired Ms. Swan here." He gestures behind him at one of his bodyguards, Dimitri. "Get rid of that." He orders pointing to Tanya's boby.
"Have the paperwork made up and I'll be happy to sign off on the sale and we can talk about the leasing price then as well." Everyone stood then, as if on cue. Hands were shook and Teddy dramatically wiped a hand across his blood cover cheek.
He had a grin on his face though as he leaned in to kiss my cheek. "Rose is going to be upset she didn't get to pull the trigger." He teased. "And you get to tell uncle Aro you killed his neice."
I shrugged, "He probably offered her to get rid of her," I joked. "Besides. I'm his favourite." Emmett laughs in reply, but we both knew it to be true.
The room clears out quickly, but I stay leaning againts the conference table as the last of them leave and the door clicks shut behind them.
Edward finally looks at me and I can almost feel his anger vibrating in his body. "What the fuck were you thinking?" His voice is low, but the anger in it couldn't be missed.
"I know, seen, but not heard." I reply sarcastically.
"You could have ruined the entire deal, because of petty jealousy." He snapped and I couldn't help but laugh.
"Jealousy? Is that what you think that was? I had nothing to be jealous of. She was incompetent and disrespectful. You should have put the bullet in her head. It might have actually impressed someone."
"She is Aro's great neice." A bit concerning that he knew who she was already while I hadn't. "Family is the morst important thing to the Cigno's. You could have started a war." He grabbed my chin inbetween his thumb and forefinger. "He could have killed you for what you just pulled. You shouldn't have shot her." I pushed him away from me and he landed clumsily in the chair behind him. I climbed onto his lap in the next second and slid my fingers into his hair, gripping it tightly and pulling his head back.
"Maybe this isn't about the deal at all." I paused to lean down and bite his lip hard. He hissed and his hands came up to grip my thighs pushing my skirt up over my hips. "Maybe you're mad that you didn't get to fuck her." He pushed up against me and his covered cock glided against my bare center reminding me that my underwear was still in his pocket.
"She is Aro's great niece. I didn't need her running to her uncle." He tried to connect our lips but I refused the kiss.
"Sounds like a pretty shitty excuse to why you let her touch you." I reply undoing his belt and pants. I lean up so he could slid them down enough to exspose himself.
"What about, Emmet? Should I have shot him for the way he was touching you?" He whispered, teasing my opening with the tip of his cock.
"I didn't want to fuck him," I spat angrily.
"Exactly." He slammed into me then and I lost the ability to speak.
After we had both been satisfied, we sit for a moment in silence before he speaks.
"Marry me." It's more of a demand now than a question. I've lost count of how many times he's asked.
I shake my head lightly in response. "What if I say yes? What would you do?" I ask as I run my fingers through his hair. "Would you give all this up for me?"
I barely hear his reply and almost think I'm hearing things until he tilts his head back and looks at me is the eyes. "I would give it up for you."
I roll my eyes and drop my forehead to his. "You're so stupid." I mumble. "So it's a good thing I'm not gonna say yes."
"You will, 'cause I am stupid. Stupid in love with you."