AN: Chapter 4 is ready and you will enjoy it as you have the last few chapters. Warning, there is a lot of Emmet and Rose time in this chapter.

As always, these characters do not belong to me, they all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

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Eyes on Rose – Chapter 4

As I drove up, I saw Edward waiting for me on the porch. I had been thinking about Rose and the fact that she was upset with me. I knew that because I had read it in her face before I left. I thought about the fact that I didn't have to be a mind reader like Edward to know how Rose was feeling or how she would react to certain things I did as it was all evident in her face. It was apparent in Edward's face that he wanted to know what took place between Bella and I. 'Give him the facts as quickly as possible, and then go directly to Rose,' was the thought that passed through my mind.

I was out of my truck the moment I stopped but Edward was right there waiting for me.

"So, what did Bella need your help with?" Edward's question was blunt and to the point.

He wanted answers immediately, so I smiled and replied, "Well, hello to you to." I figured he could wait a few moments before I told him.

"Come on Emmett. I know Bella wanted your help with something. Just tell me what it was."

I could read in his face what he really wanted to know, so the thought crossed my mind again, 'Give him the facts, and rush up to Rose.' "Look in the back of the truck. That should answer your questions." Then I began walking toward the house.

He wasn't satisfied with my answer because he asked, "If that was all she wanted, then how come you were gone so long?" while he walked beside me toward the house.

I chuckled as I continued walking toward the house. "She told me about the lecture Charlie gave her about the dangers of riding a motorcycle. It seems he is dead set against her having it, and I told her I would find a place for it." Then I remembered her message and I chucked more as I thought about it. "Oh, and she gave me a message for you." I found myself wishing Rose had left the same message for me.

Edward cocked an eyebrow and asked, "And just what was the message?"

"She said, and I quote - Tell him the window will be open – end of quote. I'll see you later, neither of us should leave the one we love waiting, and at least Bella is quicker to forgive than Rose," I finished as I rushed through the front door. I knew I couldn't keep Rose waiting any longer, but she might keep me waiting for sometime before she completely forgave me for deserting her for Bella.

'Well, what was done was done,' I thought as I rushed up the stairs two or three at a time. I was in front of our bedroom door, but I knocked softly before turning the handle. I was surprised to find the door unlocked. Usually, when Rose was mad, she would start by locking me out of the room. As I entered the room, however, I noticed Rose wasn't present. I made a quick search of the room and discovered she was nowhere in any of the adjoining rooms.

As I walked out into the hall, planning to look for Rose, I saw Alice coming down the hallway. I smiled as I realized I could ask her where I might find Rose.

"Alice, have you seen Rose or know where she is?" I asked hopefully.

Alice smiled, "You know she's upset, but I think you'll find her receptive to your apology." She cocked her head to the side before adding, "You'll find her in the garage working out her anger." She laughed as she added, "You'll have to monitor everything you think while Edward is around if you're going to keep this secret from him."

I should have known Alice would 'see' what Bella had planned. I shot back, "Now that you know, you'll have to be careful as well - the fewer people who know the better. If too many of us are hiding our thoughts, Edward will become suspicious . . ."

I suddenly realized that Edward might be listening at that very moment, but then Alice shook her head, "He left before you reached the top of the stairs. He's anxious to apologize to Bella for leaving her to Charlie's wrath, and don't worry, the only other person who knows is Jasper." She must have seen the concern on my face for she hastily added, "I had to tell him; he was with me when I had the vision. Beside, Jasper will be able to help when the time comes. Now hurry out to the garage before Rose becomes more upset that it took you too long to find her." Alice took off down the hall as I headed for the stairs and the garage.

Alice was right; I could tell the moment I walked into the garage that Rose was angry. I found her pounding away on a piece of metal. I'm not sure if it was a part for one of the cars or if it was an old piece that she was just venting her anger on; I was hoping for the later. I walked up quietly behind her, wrapped my arms around her waist, and softly kissed her neck.

Then I whispered, "You're the only person I will ever love." I let my kisses run down her neck to her shoulder.

"Emmett," she began, "You left . . ."

I could tell this would be easier than I thought. In fact, I realized Alice was right because Rose seem breathless as I continued to caress her neck and shoulder with my lips. I decided to see just how receptive she was and began to move my hands slowly up from her waist.

"Emmett," she began again, but this time I stopped her.

"Yes, I know; I left just when it was getting interesting, but I didn't leave because I didn't want you. I left to help Bella for a short while knowing I would have the rest of the night with you. I intend to make this a night you'll not want to forget." I turned her around so she was facing me and kissed her softly at first and then slowly let the passion in my kisses build until I felt Rose returning my passion in her kisses.

Before we went too far, I swept her up in my arms and carried her to the house and up to our room kissing her as we went.

I spent the entire evening catering to her wants, knowing exactly what pleased her. I prolonged every touch, kiss, and caress. As a result, we didn't emerge from our room until late morning of the following day, and Rose's smile proved the efforts of the night before were well worth the effort I put into them.

As we emerged from the room, she asked, "So, just what did Bella need you to do for her?"

I had to be careful of what I said just in case Edward was somewhere in the house. "Why don't you follow me outside and I'll show you." I was also careful to keep my thoughts focused on something other than Bella's request before I took the motorcycle away.

As we reached the bottom step, I saw Esme coming from the living room. "Where is everyone?" I asked her.

"Well, Alice and Edward are at school, Carlisle is in his office, and I suspect Jasper is in his study." She carefully scanned both our faces, and I was sure she knew how we spent the night. "You both seem to be in a good mood this morning." She then turned toward Rose. "I'm glad to see your anger has dissipated my dear." Then she walked off toward the kitchen.

I grabbed Rose's hand and said, "Come on. I have something to show you." I was literally pulling her outside. Now that I knew Edward was at school, I could begin part of my plans that I had been making since Bella asked for lessons.

I stopped at the bed of my truck and pointed inside. "Bella's motorcycle," I told Rose. "Can you check it over and make sure it's safe to ride."

Rose stood staring at the shiny red vehicle. "You not thinking of riding it, are you?"

"No," I laughed. "The truth of the matter is Bella wants to continue riding it." I laughed more as I saw the look on Rose's face. "Come on Rose. Why should that shock you with everything Alice told us about Bella. She's just looking for a little excitement in her life."

"Like hanging out with werewolves and being stalked by a vampire seeking revenge isn't exciting – does she really have a death wish?" Rose asked with a heavy sigh. "Well, come on; bring it into the garage and I'll see if its travel worthy." Rose started walking toward the garage without waiting for an answer to her question.

I quickly hauled the motorcycle out of the truck and wheeled it over to the garage. Rose quickly donned her coveralls, laid out her tools, and went straight to work. I sat down on the bench and watched as she worked. I loved watching her put energy into her work. I especially loved to see smudges of dirt and grease on her face. Those small imperfections made her look even lovelier to me. A desire to kiss her rose within me as I watched her work. Finally, I couldn't hold myself back, so I quickly walked over to her and embraced her tenderly while passionately kissing her sweet tempting lips.

"Emmett," she scolded as she broke from my embrace. "How do you expect me to finish if you interrupt me?"

"Maybe you could finish later. I think you need a break for the time being." I was staring at her wanting her more than ever before. She was so beautiful with her hair askew and smudges running rampant across her porcelain skin.

Rose laughed as she replied, "I don't need a break; it's you who wants me to take a break." Rose walked over to another workbench, laid down the tool she had in her hand, and picked up a rag to wipe her hands. "Well, I guess a break won't hurt; besides, I'm done. There was nothing seriously wrong with Bella's motorcycle except the disconnected back brake. Who ever reconditioned this motorcycle did a professional job." Rose slightly tilted her head in thought and then said, "I wonder who did it for her?"

At that point, I couldn't have cared less who worked on Bella's motorcycle because all I could see was Rose and how delicious she looked. "Do you know how beautiful you look right now?" I walked slowly toward her. As late morning had turned into mid afternoon, I finally realized that I didn't have to worry about Edward reading my thoughts about Bella for the time being because all my focus on was Rose and how much I wanted her.

"Emmett, I'm a mess, and I imagine I have dirt and grease on my face." She had turned toward me.

As I reached her, I enveloped her in a loving embrace. "That only adds to your beauty in my eyes," I laughed as I leaned forward to kiss her again.

Rose stubbornly pushed away from me. "Emmett, let me clean up first." She had turned to walk out of the garage.

As I started after her, I said, "No, I prefer you just this way. In fact, we could stay right here for a few hours of fun."

"Emmett," she shrieked as she stopped and turned toward me. "Are you crazy? It's dirty out here."

"And your point is?" I stopped a few paces from her and smiled as I stared into her eyes.

"Don't look at me like that," there was an edge of warning in her voice, but I decided to ignore it as I stepped closer to her.

"Like what?" I reached out for her.

She turned and ran toward the house as she said, "I'm cleaning up first, and I prefer my bed not a dirty floor."

I laughed as I chased Rose into the house and back up to our room. I was able to grab her around the waist before she was able to shut the bathroom door in my face. As I pulled her close and walked her to the bed, I whispered, "I prefer you as you are."

Afterward, as I lay beside Rose, I decided I would have to starting thinking about the plans for Bella's riding lesson but probably not until the next day because I was more consciously aware of Rose at that moment than of Bella. Besides, I would need time and more concentration to figure out how we would pre-occupy the two people in her life that would ban her from ever riding her motorcycle again. Just as I thought that, I heard Alice and Edward coming through the front door, so I turned my thoughts completely back to Rose and how lovely she looked laying beside me and how much fun it would be to help her clean up.

AN: Edited and revised chapter 8/09/08