All Edward POVs written by MyLifeandHis and all Bella/Emmett POVs written by sadtomato.

Chapter 4: Emmett

It has been a while since I woke up like this.

Edward's arm is thrown over my waist, his chest pressed to my back. His breath tickles my neck as I blink rapidly, orienting myself to where I am. Bella is still fast asleep, lying on her back in front of me even with my hand on her breast.

She stirs as I pull my hand away, and I smile sheepishly when her eyes flutter open.

"Morning," she whispers, returning my smile. We have nothing to be embarrassed about-we all fell into bed last night, exhausted from work and travel and full of good food and wine. I think we all started off on our backs, but during the night we must have shifted to more comfortable positions.

I roll forward, trying to avoid crushing Bella while I extricate myself from Edward's hold. "Morning," I tell her, lifting his hand from my chest.

"Hmm? Huh?" Edward says, rolling away and sitting up as he awakens.

I flop down onto my back and Bella and I look over at him-rumpled, sleepy, and confused, and we both grin. "Morning," we say in unison.

Edward's eyes go wide and he looks down at himself, clearly checking to see if he's still clothed. He looks back and forth between Bella and myself, trying to figure out how we ended up this way.

"Relax, Edward," I tease, reaching over to tame his wild hair. "We fell asleep right after you did. I was so full and so tired that I could not make it back to my own suite."

Bella giggles, and Edward seems to relax, falling back into his pillow and tucking his arms under it.

"So what's the plan for today?" Edward asks, covering a yawn.

"I want to go to the Met," Bella says.

"I want to go visit the Statue of Liberty," I offer. I've been to New York a few times, but I've never seen its most famous landmark up close.

"Mmmkay," Edward says softly, his eyes closing as though he's about to drift off to sleep.

"It's a full day, friend," I tease, kicking him beneath the sheets. The clock on the nightstand says nine; we need to start getting up and getting ready if we're going to accomplish everything we want to do today. "Time to wake up."

"Don't wanna," Edward whines.

"Oh, I remember this from high school," I tease. "Lazy bones sleeping late."

Bella scoots closer, kisses my shoulder, and whispers, "Wake him up." Her brown eyes are sparkling, her soft body is pressed against mine, and I can't think of a better way to start the day. I tilt my head and catch her lips, giving her a soft, sweet kiss. "Mmm. Now him."

She urges me up and I hover over Edward, brushing his arm with mine. His eyes are still closed as I lean in closer, but when our lips touch I know for sure that he is awake. He kisses me back eagerly, then his head lifts from the pillow, chasing my lips as I pull away.

"I'm definitely awake now," he says, his eyes on Bella giggling behind me.

"I'll take the first shower!" Bella says, climbing out of bed.

"I'll go back to my room to get ready," I tell him, sliding out on Bella's side so I don't have to crawl over Edward. "I think it's going to be a fun day, ja Edward?"

"Yeah, Emmett," he says, one hand slipping under the sheet. "I think so, too."