Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own the Twilight series, or anything associated with it. It's all from the genius of Stephenie Meyer. However, I can tell you write now I sure as hell wouldn't be using my time to write if I owned a certain Edward Cullen….

BPOV

I was amazed at Alice. Okay, technically I was always amazed at how Alice could be, well, Alice. But this time was really different. Jasper just had to kiss Rosalie as part of the game. They kissed real quick and clean, and Alice was upset about it. Not that Jasper kissed Rosalie, no, because of course, that would be too normal for Alice. Alice was sad because her husband had only done the bare minimum, and not gone farther with Rosalie, another woman. I knew and trusted in him that he wouldn't but if I ever saw some chick going at it with Edward, I'd lose it. Not that I could do any harm to whoever would be sucking face with my fiancé, that is.

So, it was Rosalie's turn next. She spun and the bottle went round the circle, and as it slowed to a stop, I felt Edward tense up beneath me. I looked across the circle to see Alice, with a huge grin on her face, looking as if she were about to explode.

And then I looked at the bottle again, and I knew why they were both like that. The bottle was pointing directly to me. Some could have argued that it landed on Edward, since technically I was sitting on his lap, but I was off center, to his right, and I was more clearly in the bottle's path than he was.

I turned to my right to look at Rosalie. She didn't look disgusted, as I had expected to see written all over her face, but she also didn't look as into it as Emmett had, both with himself and Jasper, which frankly I still found a bit creepy.

"Love, you don't have to do this if you don't want to," Edward whispered in my ear.

I could understand why he would be concerned. The last time something like this happened, it did not end well. You know how Alice greets me with a kiss on the cheek? Well, once when I was coming in the house with Edward, Alice came to say hi. When she went to kiss my cheek, Emmett called over to me, so I turned, and I think you could guess the rest. I wasn't mad, at least at Alice, for it, because it wasn't her fault. It was probably inevitable anyway. Alice had apologized, and said that she hadn't seen it coming. Apparently Emmett hadn't decided to do that to me until right before it happened. But that really wasn't what went wrong with the incident. I turned to Edward and he looked a little...stunned. Emmett and Jasper, and Rosalie too for that matter, had all ripped on him because he didn't say or do anything. Emmett refers to it as 'the time Edward got turned on by watching Bella and his sister make out', even though that is untrue on many levels. First off, it was just a kiss, and it did not mean a thing, it was an accident. And second, I do not think Edward would have gotten turned on by that, though I don't know what that type of thing looks like in a guy's mind. I hope that that type of thing doesn't do anything to Edward, that's just odd. Though, so are guys, especially the Cullen guys, no matter how much I love them.

I broke from my reverie, realizing that everyone was still staring at me.

"What? Oh, sorry. Uh, no, Edward, that's fine but I'm not going to back out. It's just a little innocent kiss, what harm could it do?" As I said this, Emmett's eyes intensified.

"Yeah, Rose is so good at playing innocent," he said huskily, and grinned as he looked at Rosalie.

"Emmett, be quiet. Bella, are you ready?" she said in an unfeeling voice. Rosalie was perfectly calm, as I was. It was everybody else who was acting weird about it.

I could feel Edward, as tense as ever, below me, clearly worried, and possibly turned on, by this experience.

Emmett was leaning towards us for a close-up, clearly attracted to his wife kissing another woman.

Jasper was holding Emmett back, keeping him from being as close to us as we were to each other, acting indifferent, as usual.

And then there was Alice. She was sitting on her heels, with a giant grin on her face, bouncing up and down slightly, looking like she was going to explode from excitement. I was confused by her reaction. I mean, everyone was acting weird, but those were things to be expected from them, they're guys, all with different personalities, watching two girls kiss. But Alice on the other hand, she was acting like she was waiting for something to happen. I could tell it was something big, something unexpected, something…funny. And then it happened.

Rosalie was moving towards me, ready to quickly kiss me so this would be over and done with. Something inside me happened. I felt something tingling, and then all of a sudden, I sneezed, and Rosalie was right there in front of me.

Rosalie scrunched up her face, backed away, but then came up to me at vampire speed and kissed me. It was rather long, and when she finally pulled away, I felt a little dazed. Apparently, I wasn't the only one to notice.

I wanted to die of embarrassment. Alice was the first to react. All the emotion she was unsuccessfully holding back came out in one giant, unending burst. She was keeled over on the floor in a fit of laugher.

Next, Jasper, clearly feeling the effects of Alice's emotion, broke out into a series of giggles. I could tell he was attempting to stifle his laughter, but he failed in doing so.

In the process, he had let go of Emmett. Emmett was smiling immensely, but his eyes looked nervous, and he was glancing back and forth quickly.

"Just go, Emmett," Edward said through gritted teeth.

Emmett ran up the stairs. I wondered why he had been acting so weird. I heard some rather strange noises, now coming from upstairs, and finally a loud groan. I looked at Jasper to confirm my suspicions. He had stopped laughing, and now he had a pleased, satisfied, tranquil look on his face. Oh. Now I knew what Emmett had been doing, though I wish I was still in the dark about it. Emmett then came bounding down the stairs with the same expression Jasper had on his face, only bigger and brighter.

"Emmett, gross. You couldn't have waited till you were alone?"

"Bella, I was alone. I can't help it if your perverted and sexually deprived mind likes to listen to that." Emmett sat down in between Rosalie and Alice as he said this. I saw him glance at Edward behind me. Edward was very tense under me. It was like I was sitting on cold, hard stone. I turned to glance at him.

His teeth were clenched, his eyes were strained, his lips, pushed in a hard, straight line across his face. As I looked at him, he spoke.

"Bella, can you please get off of my lap?"

I realized then that I was still sitting on him. I also realized then that something was beginning to protrude from the center of his lap. I felt my eyes get wide, and I slid off of him quickly, tipping myself over in the process. Before I hit the ground, though, Edward reached over and stabled me. I looked back over at Edward. He wasn't as tense as before, but he still didn't have control of himself. He had pulled his knees up to his chest to try to conceal the bump rising between his legs.

"Edward, do you need to 'go upstairs'?" Emmett laughed. Edward made his eyes into slits and glared at Emmett.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Emmett." Edward sounded mad.

Edward closed his eyes, and it seemed to calm him down, as it usually does when he was, as he put it, overly drawn to me, be it sexually or, well, other. After a minute or two, Edward put down his legs and re-crossed them. Then Alice made a show of clearing her throat.

"Okay, well, since this game is coming to a close, let's add up the scores." Alice gathered all of our papers, and gave them to Emmett. "Would you like to do the honors?" Emmett's eyes became wide with excitement, and he grabbed the papers out of Alice's hand. He looked at the papers, and in his best deep-narrator-or-sports/commercial-announcer-voice, he read the scores.

"Alice and Edward, the 'that's-just-wrong' couple: 5—3—5—2—— Totaling to a final score of…11."

"That's 15, Emmett," Jasper interrupted. Emmett laughed it off.

"Whatever. Next, Edward and Bella, the 'seriously-get-a-room' couple: 9—10—10—10—— Totaling to a final score of…wait let me think…39?" Jasper shook his head, and Emmett shouted, "Woohoo, I can do math!"

Jasper then added, "Yeah, a 4 year old can do that kind of math," under his breath, though we could all hear it. Emmett ignored the comment and continued.

"Emmett and Emmett, the 'he-is-so-hot-the-only-person-in-his-league-is-himself' couple: 7—8—6—6——Totaling to a final score of…27. Now that we're at the half-way mark, let's hear the standings. So far we have Edward and Bella in first carrying a score of 39, followed by Emmett and Emmett at 27, with Edward and Alice dragging behind with a score of only 11." Emmett winced.

"Emmett, just get on with it," Rosalie said. Emmett obeyed.

"Emmett and Jasper, the 'we-are-pretty,-and-witty,-and-gay!' couple: 8—6—8—8——Totaling to a final score of…30." Emmett looked disappointed, and I'm guessing that's due to the fact that Edward and I were still wining, and he had no more chances.

"Jasper and Rose, the 'oh-so-clean-and-innocent-kiss' couple: 7—7—6—8——Totaling to a final score of…28." Emmett smiled, obviously happy that he and Jasper had beaten his totally hot wife and Jasper.

"And lastly, Bella and Rose, the 'that-was-so-hot,-it-actually-gave-Edward-a-hard-on,-proving-once-and-for-all-that,-despite-the-fact-that-he-still-has-not-had-sex-with-Bella,-he-is-not-gay' couple: 10—10—9—9——Totaling to a final score of…38."

While Emmett was speaking, particularly when he announced his name for Rosalie and me, Edward turned and glared at Emmett with such intensity, I was surprised there was not a giant hole through Emmett's head right now. I was a little mad at that name too, but I have to admit, Emmett was too funny to hold a grudge against.

"The final standings are: Edward and Bella in first place with a total of 39, with Bella and Rose in second with 38, and Emmett and Jasper in third with 30, followed by Jasper and Rose with 28, Emmett and Emmett with 27, and at last place, Edward and Alice with 11." Alice clapped her hands to get our attention.

"So, in short, Edward and Bella won. This is how we are going to organize the scorings for each game. Some of the games will be played in couples, and others in singles. Each time, though, you will get points singularly."

Alice pointed to a white board on wheels that I just noticed was next to her. On it she had drawn a grid. It reminded me of a spreadsheet on Microsoft Excel, it was so flawlessly drawn. Though, it is Alice, so should I have expected anything less than perfection? No.

Anyway, down the side she had written each of our names. Along the top were six spaces, all of them empty. She grabbed a marker and wrote 'Spin the Bottle' in the first space, and then turned back to face us.

"Since this was a couples game, each person will get the amount of points given to each couple. So, for example, Emmett would receive 57 points for this game, 30 and 27. Rose has 66. I only have 11 so far, because I only got one chance. Jasper has 58. Edward has 50. And Bella is in the lead with 77." Alice wrote the numbers on the board as she said them.

I was winning? Cool. That means I got to put in a choice for the next game, or one of the games, that we play. I don't know what kind of things Alice has in the selections, but based on this game, I think I'm going to choose something safe, something I can easily win at. Alice handed me a slip of paper and a pen, and I wrote down my game: I Never. Certainly, with them being alive for about 5 times as long as me, and being able to do what they can, it would be a clean victory. I put the slip in the bowl, and Alice smiled.

"Nice choice Bella. I should have thought of it myself. But I'm warning you, it might not be as easy as you think to win. We'll have certain…advantages…over you because it isn't fair otherwise. But it's too late to take it back." Alice's smile turned from 'I-have-an-evil-plan'-ish to her regular, bright and happy grin.

"So, since Edward was the other half of that winning couple, he gets to choose the next game we play from the bowl." Alice held out the bowl in front of Edward. He reached in, felt around for a bit, and picked out a singular slip of paper.

His expression before and while he was selecting the next game was a combination of nervousness, wariness, and fear for what he might choose. As he took the paper out and examined it, his face molded into that sweet, crooked smile that never fail to make my heart melt, obviously relieved at what he had, or more like hadn't, chosen. He turned that smile on all of us as he lifted his head up to face us.

"We will be playing 'Name That Tune'."

No wonder Edward was so happy. I mean, what could go wrong playing that?

Sorry the update was so late, my life's been way too busy. I know this chapter was a little short, but I wanted to get it out. The next one will (hopefully) be coming soon, because I'm writing it as you read this, right after I post this chapter. Once again, sorry, but please don't hold it against me, still review.

--Jen--