A/N: Okay, here's the third chapter. Just to let you know, it gets a little…"rated M" in the end. Not a lemon. And don't judge too hard if it's really bad.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse.

A Rose For The Poor Boy

Chapter 3

Upstairs in my room, I sat at my vanity and removed all traces of Rosalie Hale, supreme golden girl, and gratefully stared back at Rosalie Hale, woman in love? I couldn't help but become giddy whenever the word crossed my mind. As I stepped out of my heels and changed into more comfortable sweats and a long-sleeve shirt, my mind was filled with the important news that still needed to be debated. Rosalie Hale-do you really think you're in love? I had no idea, but if this was what it felt like, I had no objections. But I wouldn't even mention anything about my discovery until Emmett and I had a moment alone.

As I walked over to my bed, I noticed a peculiar black object poking out from under my bed. When I grabbed it from under the bed, I found that it was Emmett's signature jacket. At first I was panicked, worried that someone had seen it, but when I inhaled the sent of him-a mix of spice and Ivory soap- I was immediately calmed.

I hadn't realized earlier how tired I was, so I climbed into my bed. I don't know why I thought I would be able to sleep without Emmett by my side, but his jacket made up for that a bit. Snuggling into my blanket, jacket clutched in my arms, I inhaled deeply and soon found myself blissfully asleep.

Tap. Tap.

Hmm? I sat up, still groggy from my afternoon nap. But when I peered out my windows, I saw that the sun was dimming, leaving a haze of pinks and purples staining the sky.

Tap.

I heard it again and recognized that it was coming from the back window of my room. Squinting at my alarm clock, I saw that it was already 5. Five!

I threw on a light jacket and some flats and flew to my window. Below, Emmett was standing, his right arm bent back, getting ready for another throw. "Emmett!" I called to him in a hushed tone. "Wait! I'm right here!"

As it was routine, I latched open my window and climbed through, steadying myself on the mini-balcony below. A few steps down, Emmett waited on the second story balcony, wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. His curly hair was messy, but he had never looked more adorable.

His face illuminated as soon as he saw me, a large smile growing across his face. "Rose…" he whispered at me.

Before we could get too caught up in our reunion, we grabbed ech others hand and sped off into the woods that surrounded the back of my house. Waiting for us their was his huge jeep. As I hopped into the passenger's seat, he half-jogged over to the driver's side.

Grabbing the steering wheel in his left hand and entrapping my own hand with his, he sped off.

Every so often, he would pick up my hand, and kiss the tip of each finger. His kisses brought little butterflies to my stomach and made me squeal.

"Okay, Rose, we're almost here, but…if you want to go, then you'll have to put this on," and as he said this, he revealed a dark blue blindfold.

I raised an eyebrow, but complied anyway and turned my head around.

He brought the scarf over my eyes and tied it. When he was finished, he grazed his fingers over my neck, tickling me softly over the hollow of my throat. I closed my eyes, instant heat warming my body over.

When I spoke again, my voice was unsurprisingly ragged, "Emmett,". He only continue to caress my neck, his hands lingering as they passed over the top of my chest. When they finally rested on top of my thighs, he whispered into my ear, "Rosalie, are you ready?"

I nodded weakly, "Um…yes." And with that, I heard the opening and closing of the driver's door and then felt strong arms around my waist-he had picked me up.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, he started walking to who-knows-where. Only a short while later, Emmett laid me against the floor. I still had no idea where we were, but the familiar sounds of crunching leaves made me believe we were still in the forest.

"Rosalie, we're here." I felt his hands wisp against the back of my neck as he untied the blindfold.

As the silk fabric fell from my eyes, all I could do to was gasp. When I finally found words, my brain racked around to find words that could describe the sights that surrounded me. "Emmett, this is so…beautiful."

"Yes, you are." I giggled. He smiled.

Pebbles that ranged in colors from purples to blues to greens surrounded a crystal clear fountain. The milky tides came cascading down from a murky gray stone. Inside the translucent water, little trees that sprouted green tops created shaded areas.

"Emmett? How did you find this place?" My eyes were still searching this place, mystified by its beauty.

Emmett laughed at my distracted tone. "Edward, Jasper and I went camping last weekend. We all went off to find more firewood and I stumbled into this place. Literally. It was dark so I didn't really know where I was, and then all of a sudden-SPLASH! Into the water I went. When the two came back to find me covered in wet leaves, they started crying from laughing so hard. I started laughing too, and I knew then that I would have to show you this."

His face was bright and hopeful as he said, "So…do you wanna go in?"

"Emmett, I don't have a swimsuit."

"No problem!"

"Emmett-I am NOT going to skinny-dip! I would never-"

But he cut me off. "No, I brought some clothes for you, but hey, you're idea is good too." He smiled and brightened up to the idea.

"No, Emmett," but I couldn't help but smile also, "where are the clothes?"

"In the trunk, but you stay here and let me get them for you."

"Ok, hurry though!" I called after him as he ran off.

When he came back with a tank top and shorts for me, I slinked behind one of the trees and changed. But I decided to play a little game.

"Oh, Emmett!" I yelled out to him from behind the thick tree.

"Hmm?"

"Do me a favor, please?" I peaked out from behind the tree and saw that he was sitting on a flat rock, his hands running back and forth through the water. His hair was slightly tousled from being blown in the wind and his chest was bare…beautiful.

"What's that, Rose?" he looked up to see me hiding behind the huge tree.

"Well, I'm about to change, so just make sure that you don't come over here until I say it's okay. Alright?" I was behind the tree again, smiling.

"Rose, I know what you look like without clothes, I mean, I know we promised to wait, but I've seen you at least…"

"Oh, well, those times it was dark, and we never did that…" Who was I kidding? But he agreed.

"Alright, just hurry, I want to show you something."

I slinked my shirt off, and decided to make him wait. As I picked up the camisole he had given me, another idea came into my head. After confirming that Emmett was looking my way, I unhooked my bra and twirled one of the straps around my index finger. Then, I picked up my shirt and the bra and threw them over to him. Skimming out of my sweats, I made sure to give him good view of my long legs.

"Rosalie," his voice sounded weak, strained, "what are you doing?"

"Emmett, I told you-I'm changing."

Slowly lifting the shorts up my legs, I shook my hair out of the ponytail it was formerly in and brushed through it quickly.

When I came out from seclusion, Emmett's jaw literally dropped. "What?" I asked him, feigning worry.

He shook his head, "N-nothing, but Rose, I swear, you have no idea what you do to me."

And as if he couldn't restrain himself any longer, he ran up to me, pulled me up into his arms and we sank into the crisp, warm water.

My head the only part of me that was dry, I wrapped my arms around Emmett's neck and he picked me up. He hitched my legs on either side of him.

His eyes bore into mine, and even though this magical place he had brought me to was beautiful, nothing could compare to the features that made up his face. The way his eyes seemed to glow, how his hair seemed glossy and the way his fingers around waist sent a sensation so electrifying, that I was afraid none of it was…real.

"Emmett, I-I" but I couldn't say it. Three simple words would be able to express everything and more and still not be enough. But what if he didn't return my love? I'd felt rejection once, when I first saw his brother, Edward, and he didn't look at me the way everybody did. But I knew Emmett's rejection would be a million times worse.

As if reading my mind, he said, "Rose, nothing you could ever do or say, nothing could ever make me change the way I feel about you. And that reminds me, I need to tell you something, too." He had a small smile on his face, as if behind his perfectly sculpted lips was a secret that could escape if his mouth opened a millimeter.

I backed out, "you first then."

"Well, Rose, since I first laid my eyes on you, I knew you were the most beautiful girl-woman- I had ever seen. But even before I knew you like I do now, I knew there was more to you than your looks." He paused, letting the information sink in, "Rose, I love you."

I gasped, so…so…he knew exactly what I was feeling! He felt those little bubbles of happiness when we touched, he knew. And most importantly, he loved me. REAL love! "I know, Emmett, I know."

He looked confused so I added, "I mean, that was what I was going to tell you. Emmett, I love you."

I don't know of it hurt, but Emmett was smiling so wide, I would personally be in throbbing pain.

We went quiet for a moment, then, in the heat of the moment and the heat in his eyes made me lose it. Desire glossed his eyes over and his face took on an almost animalistic look. I'm sure I looked the same.

What happened next was unlike anything before. He started kissing me, my lips, my throat, my neck, my everything. Where the v-neck of my shirt went deepest, he wanted access. I quickly threw it off and he stared at me with a hunger that made me wild. I was about to inch off my shorts when he stopped me.

He kissed my neck again and then, slowly, grabbed the waistband of my shorts. He went under the water and I was able to see him clearly. He molded his hands to my waist, and then pulled my shorts down. The slow pacing of his movements made me grow in want more and more.

Finally, we were both standing in the water, no clothes, no boundaries. I stared at the wild hunger in his eyes and I…embarrassed? I don't know why, but I flushed and lowered my head. Before I could get to caught up in embarrassment though, Emmett grabbed my chin with his hand and he looked me into the eyes. "Rosalie, don't. You are absolutely the most beautiful creature in this entire world. Don't be shy."

It was either his reassuring words or the look in his eyes or something that made me grab onto him like that was the only thing I knew how to do. Something that made me kiss him hard.

And he reciprocated my every move. Touching me in my most sensitive spots. Kissing in unexplored places. Making me feel…feel things I had never known before.

I knew then what I would always know. He was-is-the one for me and no one, absolutely nothing could ever make me not love him.

But some people would try.

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