Hello, hello! I am sorry for the delay in updates this weekend. I kind of got wrapped up in reading Art After 5 (if you haven't read it, go read it, very good story!)

It won't happen again, I am sorry, lol.

As always I would like to thank AS08 and SBA for being the letter E on my keyboard (Hey, you try typing a sentence without an E….)

SM owns the characters. I own the Josh Hartnett obsession and the word smilesplosion! (really, look it up on urbandictionary! LOL)

BPOV

Six days had passed. Six long days of not seeing his kelly green eyes that somehow reminded me of my trip to Ireland last summer. Six days of not hearing his titillating, sonorous voice. Six days of not seeing his kissable lips. Heck, six days of not kissing those lips. Six days that I've woken up from a dream that forced me to diddle the skittle…on fifteen different occasions. Pathetic. Totally pathetic.

The worst thing about these six days of personally inflicted torture and depression was that I was no fucking where closer to finding a resolution to my the situation I created. The only thing I was closer to was worrying that I really was going to get carpal tunnel. Maybe I should invest in some batter-operated playthings…

Just because I had six days physically away from Edward without actually talking on the phone to him did not mean that I had six days without communication with him. In fact, because of this new form of communication, I was doubly worried about the health of my wrists. Edward and I had been texting each other uncontrollably. Sometimes it was merely those necessary 'getting to know you' conversations. "What is your favorite color? What is your favorite food? Did you have a childhood pet? What did you want to be when you grew up?" I learned so much about Edward in these texts.

I found out his favorite color was turquoise. His favorite dish was manicotti. His least favorite was asparagus—in fact, the smell made him gag. He had three pets from his childhood—Samson, a big Rottweiler; Delilah, his counterpart; and Furby, a calico cat. They all died of old age, having lived happy and healthy lives. He hated vampire movies, loved a good comedy, and could actually enjoy a chick flick. His favorite actor was Ryan Reynolds. His favorite actress was Katherine Heigl. His favorite movie of all time was 'It's a Wonderful Life' and he admitted to crying every time Clarence 'got his wings.'

He liked a variety of music ranging from Fall Out Boy to The Fray to Journey to Fleetwood Mac. He even threw in some Elvis for good measure. He was an avid book reader. He loved word searches and Scrabble. He was never good at chess, but he could play a mean game of checkers.

He wanted to go into medicine when he was younger until his neighbor's house burned down and he had to watch them lose everything in a matter of minutes. This was the catalyst that propelled Edward toward his passion for fighting fires. His parents were completely supportive of his decision stating that either way he was helping others and that was admirable.

I found out he was afraid of spiders, something that made me laugh uncontrollably. I told him it was quite hilarious that he would brave the fires to save people he didn't even know but an itty bitty eight-legged creature could bring him to his knees. Of course that sentence caused a rather hot conversation to ensue, causing another round of flicking the bean that night.

Edward and I even had a discussion about masturbation… After I confessed to the frequency of my 'sessions', Edward didn't respond for a very long time. When I texted him back asking where he went, he finally responded that something had 'come up' and he had been unable to text me back immediately. For the next twenty minutes I had teased him about exactly what 'came up' and how he 'brought it down' and I could tell he was extremely embarrassed. He tried desperately to convince me that was not the case. I told him not to be ashamed because I thought it was pretty fucking hot when a guy brings himself pleasure while thinking about a girl (namely me) bringing herself pleasure.

The last text I received was so long it had to be broken up and sent several times. The result did the same thing to my heart – broke it into little pieces and had me sitting here contemplating the pro's and con's of throwing myself in front of a bus.

Isabella

It has been almost a week and though I have enjoyed our convos immensely, I can't shake this feeling that you are avoiding me…or rather *us*.

I would hate to think I'm holding on to a shred of hope that you could have feelings for me as I have for you. If you need time, I can give you time.,

But please, let me know if your intentions are strictly to remain friends so that I can let go of that dream. As I told u, Ive never felt this way b4

& even tho Ive been apart from ur presence 4 the past 6 excruciatingly miserable days, u've invaded my evry thought—conscious & unconscious

I smile evry time I think of u and I can't breathe evry time I think of never seeing u again. Plz put me out of my misery. Hope 2 hear from u very soon. ;)

Edward

It took me twelve long minutes to be able to respond to this text. I hadn't wanted to cross this bridge yet. I knew now what I didn't know six days ago, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I couldn't stay away from Edward. As much as he was drawn to me, I was equally drawn to him, if not more. I could try to deny it, I could try to avoid it, and I could try to forget about it. Nothing was going to change this. I knew what I had to do.

What are your plans today?

B

I started to grab my things for a shower when I was alerted of a responding text from Edward.

Em is being released 2day. Jazz & I are picking him up & taking him to Gameworks. Would u & ur friends be interested in joining us? I would luv 2 see u ;)

Edward

I had always loved Gameworks. When I lived in Phoenix, Phil and I used to argue over the better game room, Gameworks or Dave and Busters. Phil preferred D&B, while I preferred Gameworks. I hadn't been to either one of these places for over five years. This sounded exactly like what we needed, all of us. I just had to find a way to convince the girls to go to a manly establishment.

E

That would b wonderful! Let me talk 2 the besties and see if they can handle the loss of estrogen and I'll let u know. What time are u guys picking him up?

B

I stuffed my phone in my pocket and walked into the living room to see who was awake. Alice was standing on the dining room table with a small paintbrush in her hand.

"Hey Spazzmidgit…uh, what are you doing?"

"I am cleaning the chandelier, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"Well, it looks like you are painting the dang thing, not cleaning it. Why not just use the duster?"

"The duster doesn't get all of the nooks and crannies. Do you know how much dust we inhale every day? It's a miracle that we haven't all died from dust inhalation." Alrighty then…

"Okay my little dramatic friend. You need to lay off the crackpipe. So…I have a proposition for you. Come down off of your pedestal and have a sitdown with me." I motioned to the breakfast nook and I grabbed the orange juice out of the fridge.

"I know you don't normally like testosterone-ridden hangouts, but Emmett is getting out of the hospital today and Edward and Jasper are taking him to Gameworks to celebrate. They wanted us to come with. Are you up for it?" No sooner had I said the word Jasper, and Alice was bouncing in her seat with eyes as big as teacups as her face erupted with a smilesplosion.

I laughed at my little freak of nature and said, "So, I take that as a 'yes' you are interested?"

Alice was immediately out of her seat and on her way to the bedroom squealing, "I have the perfect outfit, Bellaleia, and we can match!" Just what I wanted, my own little Mini Me

I knocked lightly on Rosalie's door, not really wanting to wake Cruella—her morning alter ego—but I really thought she would want to go.

"If you aren't dying, go away. Hell, even if you are dying, go away!"

"Rose, I just wanted to see if you'd like to go to Gameworks with us."

"Why in the hell would I want to get out of bed to go to a cockpit? Now. Go. Away."

"Okay, if you are sure… We were celebrating Emmett getting out of the hospital and I just thought you would like to come." Mentioning Emmett could be either really good or really bad.

"Well, I sure as shit don't want to go now! Tell that Fuckhead I hope he chokes on his beer." Hmmm, that settles it,that girl is head over heels for that man. Who would have thought….?

"Well, I guess we'll see ya when we get back then Rose. I will make sure to send Em your love." I giggled.

"Fuck off, Bell."


"I don't care if they are 'fuck me' boots, I am not wearing them! The shirt and pants are fine and heck, I will even agree to the pigtails and ribbons, but not the boots. It's my Chucks or else."

Alice somehow happened to have two Seahawks jerseys buried in her gimongous closet. I immediately grabbed Hasselbeck's jersey, but she jerked it back. I started to grab it again until I saw she had scissors.

"What are you doing?" I eyed her suspiciously.

"Making it sexier." And before I could object she had already started cutting.

"Alice! You're ruining it." She rolled her eyes and continued.

Thirty seconds later she handed me half of a shirt and then grabbed Wallace's jersey and turned it into a very unique halter top. Well, at least mine covers my tatas completely.

"Alice, I am not really comfortable showing this much skin and you know it. Why did you have to ruin a perfectly good shirt?"

"You have a perfect body for showing some skin, now hush and put your hair up."


Fifteen minutes later Alice had her short spiky hair pinned with hair clips on either side that matched her jersey perfectly. She was wearing dark grey skinny jeans and black knee-high boots with six inch heels. I don't know how she did it, but she managed to look sexy and sporty. I just looked sporty…

I also had a pair of dark grey skinny jeans, but I was wearing my favorite pair of black on black Chucks. Alice insisted on the pigtails. She took two ribbons—Seahawk ribbons, by the way—and tied cute little bows on each pigtail. I looked like a little girl going to watch her daddy play football. Alice looked like an off-duty Sea Gal. Inferiority complex? Check.

I grabbed my favorite hoodie and my purse while texting Edward to tell him that we would meet at the hospital, when I felt Alice jerk the hoodie out of my hands.

"Oh no, missy. You aren't taking that raggedy piece of crap you call a shirt. You look hot, and I am not gonna let you ruin it." The little imp actually pushed me out the door and locked it behind her.


We pulled up in front of the hospital and before I had even come to a complete stop Alice was already out of the truck and in front of the sliding doors. I put my truck in park, but stayed inside with it running. I could see the guys coming through the foyer.

Jasper had barely pushed open the door before Alice was in his arms, legs wrapped around his waist and mauling his face. I couldn't help but laugh.

I let my eyes wander slightly to their left and I was suddenly immobilized. I don't know how long we stared at each other before Emmett belted out a "Hallelujah!" breaking us both from our trance. At the exact same time a grin crept across each of our faces and before I knew it Edward had my door opened and pulled me up into his arms.

"God Isabella, please don't ever make me go that long without seeing you again," he blurted out. Edward then commenced giving me a heart-stopping, panty-dropping, earth-shattering, brain-scattering kiss. His hands started in my hair, trailed down my neck to my shoulders and continued to my waist. When he reached my waist—my bare waist—he pulled back and said, "Shit, what are you wearing?"

When he looked down, he caught his breath and pulled me close again, whispering in my ear. "Isabella…that outfit is very inappropriate." He pulled my hand down to his cock and continued to speak into my ear, this time much more deeply than before. "Do you feel that? Every guy in that place is going to want to fuck you, Isabella, just like I do right now. I can't have all of those men ogling what is mine." I began to tingle. Oh God, yes! I am yours Edward. From now on, I am yours.

With my hand still on his crotch, Edward pushed further into me and started kissing me passionately again.

I was moaning and breathing erratically when Emmett shouted, "For fuck's sake, get a room!" I started to pull away, but Edward pushed even deeper, his tongue filling my mouth completely as he moaned and panted and continued to grope me everywhere. At this point I was starting to think exhibitionism might not be so bad.

Suddenly, a tiny little human was pushing between Edward and I. "Guys! Do you want to go to jail for indecent exposure? Jiminy Cricket, chill out!" Alice somehow managed to push Edward back far enough for us to untangle ourselves from each other.

I licked my lips and looked down at her, "This coming from the Oompa Loompa who was just all up on Jasper's junk two minutes ago." Edward chuckled and shook his head.

"Well, I know when to stop, you goober. You guys were practically dry humping right here at the hospital entrance! I know you are probably both sexually frustrated, but save it for the bedroom, it will make it twice as fun tonight!" She turned on her heel and headed towards Jasper's Mustang that was parked in front of my truck.

I looked at Edward, who was staring at my waist and licking his lips. "Well, I guess Alice is riding with them, do you want to ride with me?" Edward swallowed hard and his eyes became darker and he started inching towards me.

I backed up, hands up in front of me, "No, no! I have enough spazzle in my panties to fill the Grand Canyon. You better back up mister. We need to get going." Edward got a wicked look in his eyes, but went to the passenger's side door and slid in.

I shook my head to get my bearings and climbed into the driver's side. Jasper pulled out and I pulled out behind him. Once we were on the highway Edward scooted closer to me and started kissing my neck.

"Um…Edward, that isn't a good idea. Keep your lips to yourself." I giggled.

Edward didn't say anything, and didn't pull his lips away. Edward did, however, reach across my stomach and unbutton my jeans faster than I could say cumderwear. I barely was able to suck in a breath and his fingers were already curled inside of me.

"Edward! FUCK!" I tried to grab his hand to pull it out, but it was too late, I was already on the verge of climax.

Edward sucked on my earlobe before he said, "Fuck, Isabella, I love having your pussy juice all over my fingers. Cum for me, baby, so I can lick it all off."

I swerved my truck, nearly going into oncoming traffic. Edward took his unoccupied hand, and steadied the steering wheel and continued to manipulate me to orgasm.

"Fucking son of a bean dipped mother frito!!" I screamed out filling the cab of my truck with the deafening sound.

Edward's hand was still in my pants, and he buried his face in my neck laughing his ass off. I pulled my face back a bit and looked at him questioningly, which was difficult given that I was still driving.

I was still breathing hard, so all that came out was, "Wha?"

Edward looked at me out of the corner of his eye, pulled his hand out of my pants and began to suck each finger clean, and moaning, before he said, "What in the hell was that you said about a mother frito?" as he started laughing again.

I blushed quite severely because I didn't even realize that I had used the phrase my mom always used in front of my baby sister. "You are lucky we didn't wreck and die with that stunt, Gigi. You get to drive home tonight mister." I said wiggling my eyebrows.


We made it to Gameworks and Emmett jumped out of the car and ran up to my side of the truck, opened the door and said, "OH MY GOD, Edward!! You totally gave her road fingers, didn't you? I saw her swerving all over the road! Fuck, Sweetcheeks, how was it?"

I slapped him. Twice. I started to walk away, but stopped and glanced over my shoulder and said, "It was alright, but just watch the swerving on the way home tonight." And I sauntered off toward the door.

"Duuuude! You fucking lucky ass dawg! She is a spitfire, I think I love her….eh, for you that is." I could hear Emmett laughing as I walked inside, face fire-engine red, I am sure.


The server appeared within a minute of us sitting down. "Hi there! My name is Nessie, I will be your server today. Are you ready to give your drink orders?"

Alice ordered a Chocolate Banana Smash, Jasper ordered a Mudslide, Emmett ordered a Gameface, Edward ordered a Tom Collins and I ordered a Wallbanger. Emmett snickered when I placed my order and I just rolled my eyes.

"Can we go ahead and place our appetizers now?" Alice chimed in.

"Sure, what can I get you?" Nessie responded.

We ordered nachos, potato skins, and chicken tenders and Emmett boomed, "And a rib basket!"

I looked up with my eyes bugging out of my head, "Are you gonna eat it by yourself Dimples?" He just grinned an Emmett grin.

We rattled on about anything and everything while waiting for our drinks. Emmett told us how bored he had been for the last week all alone in the hospital. He gave us a few stories about the night nurses and the things he pulled on them when the lights were off.

"One of these days your antics are gonna land you in jail, brother." Jasper

"Pssh, they love me, Jay, they won't call the cops on me."

Alice and I just rolled our eyes.

"Hey, Al, let's go play DDR! Winner does the laundry for a week."

"Okay, but you know I always beat you." Alice jumped up and was at the machine before I had even pushed my seat out. Edward chuckled beside me.

Alice beat me two out of three times. The only reason I beat her once was because a girl rubbed against Jasper and Alice got distracted watching to make sure it didn't go further than that.

"Okay, I am beat, I'm gonna play a game of pinball to cool off." I grinned.

I was playing pinball for about a minute and a half when I felt Edward come up behind me. He pushed his erection into my back, lowered his voice and whispered, "You sure look sexy, little lady." He was trying to disguise his voice, so I thought I would tease him.

"I told you to wait until later, I'm here with someone and if he sees you rubbing all up on my ass he is gonna start some crap." I bit my cheek to keep from smiling, while staying focused on the game.

Edward grabbed my shoulders and turned me around quickly. "What?! Who are you talk—" I had let a smile cross my face so he knew I had just played him. "You will pay for that Isabella. That was not very nice."

"Well, you shouldn't have tried to pretend to be a stranger. Do you honestly think you can disguise that unmistakable voice of yours?" I stood on my tiptoes to whisper in his ear. "The replaying of that voice was the cause of many orgasms over the past week, there is no hiding it from me."

Edward sucked in a breath. "Isabella…you better watch yourself, I am warning you." But I could see a twinkle in his eye.

I stepped closer, while snaking my hand down between us and cupping his hardened cock and squeezing it a few times. "Or what, Edward?"

Suddenly, he had me by my hand and was pulling me through the crowd of people. "Edward, where are—" He lifted a hand letting me know to drop it and continued to pull me to the back door. We were out the back door and heading toward a small patch of woods. Edward was walking so fast that I stumbled three times.

Once we were about thirty feet into the trees, Edward grabbed my shoulders and pushed me into a tree and began to ravage my neck. "I warned you Isabella. You didn't listen, now you are in trouble."

Edward's hands were all over me and his lips were sucking and nipping everything he came in contact with. He lifted his hands up my half-shirt and quickly unsnapped my bra. I sucked in a breath and he dipped his head to lick my nipple while his other hand was pinching the other one.

"Uhhh, Edward. We can't…anyone can see us…you have—"

"No, Isabella, it doesn't matter, you are quite literally fucked…or at least you will be shortly." He mumbled while his lips were still against my breast. His free hand was unbuttoning my pants yet again and I was past the point of caring who could see us.

Edward released my nipples and pulled down my pants along with my panties and quickly buried his face into my nether regions. I let out several indecipherable sounds. Edward's tongue twirled and dipped and pressed every nerve in my center. He quickly brought me to orgasm for the second time in so many hours before raising up and saying, "Now, Isabella, I am going to bury my cock in your pussy and fuck you until you promise not to disobey me again." Holy hell, Gentleman Edward had left the building and Fuckhot Demanding Edward had taken over…and I loved every second of it.

Edward unbuttoned his pants, pulled out his cock and began teasing my entrance with it. "Tell me, Isabella, how bad do you want my cock right now?"

"Shit, Edward, more than I want to breathe. Fuck me, Edward. Fuck me hard and fast. Show me I belong to you and you alone."

Edward growled into my neck. "FUCK, Isabella, I love hearing those words come out of your lips. I want you to say it again when I am ramming my dick in you." He reached down and opened the condom he had hidden in his hand then slipped it on before grabbing my legs and lifting me up to slide down on him.

It happened so fast it made my head spin. "Uuuuuuhhhhh, Eddddwaaaard!!"

"Shit, you feel so fucking good, Isabella. I will not go this long without you again. You hear me?" Did I say I was really loving how demanding Edward was being right now?

"Yes, yes, never again, I swear, Edward." I leaned my head forward while grabbing his face between both hands, "Now, Edward, fuck me like your life depends on it. Fuck me hard. Give me another mind-blowing orgasm, Edward."

"Fucking son of a bitch! Shit Isabella, fuck, I'm already…fuuuckkkkk damn hell!" and he squeezed my ass so hard I am sure he left bruises. That sensation along with dirty talking Edward caused me to climax yet again—this time it was so intense I started to black out. Shit, I almost died of a heartgasm…but that would have been so worth it!

Edward started rubbing where he had been squeezing. He was still panting and placing small kisses on my neck, he said, "Damn, Isabella, that was so fucking intense. I am so sorry if I hurt you, but fuck, I couldn't control myself. You really are too sexy for your own good." He kissed my cheek and gently kissed my lips before bending to pull up my pants.

Once I could breathe again, I grinned, "Edward, I didn't know there was any other side to you than being a gentleman. That's okay, though, I rather enjoy being cavemaned."

Edward rolled his eyes at me, "Isabella, you can't say that shit to me. You shouldn't encourage my Neanderthal behavior!"

Edward started pulling up his pants and stopped for a second, making a face, then pulled them the rest of the way on. "I need to stop off at the bathroom to dispose of this…" he said motioning to his pants.

I giggled. "That reminds me…how did you just happen to have a condom at the ready? Were you intending to get lucky, Cullen?" I tried to look disapproving at him, but I was too amused so I doubt it came off looking that way.

"Well, I have to say that I didn't intend to get lucky, Isabella, but the last time I was around you I was unable to control myself and I thought it was better to be safe than sorry, just in case. Though I must admit that the condom burning a hole in my pocket is what helped spur me on to bring you back here. I might have waited until much later had I not been prepared." He grinned his cocky little crooked smile.

"Come on, let's get back inside before our friends figure things out." I started pulling him back toward the building.

He stopped me and pulled me to his chest. "Stay with me tonight?" Shit, how could I resist? I was already so close to just packing all of my stuff and moving in…wait, what?

I smiled. "Okay, but I have to work tomorrow, so we can't stay up too late. SHIT! I forgot, I promised Rose and Al we would have our girls' night tonight! Can I come over after? Like around 11?"

We began walking again and he nodded saying, "What exactly do you ladies do on a girls' night?"

"Oh you know, just polishing mirrors, bumping tacos, the normal stuff." I would have laughed, but I didn't have the chance before Edward slammed, yes SLAMMED me against the wall with a look of complete…amazement?

"You shouldn't even joke like that, Isabella. That is not a good image to put in a man's mind. Fuck woman! You are trying to kill me, aren't you?" He passionately kissed me while grabbing my ass and pressing me into his stiff member. Again? I wonder if it ever actually goes soft…

I pushed him back slightly. "Edward, I'm not sure if it's medically dangerous to sport wood 24/7, so it might be a good idea if we try to avoid close proximity while we are in public." I chuckled at him and started to open the door.

"Fine, but I make no promises for when we are alone." He smirked and kissed my temple before opening the door the rest of the way.


We had a great time at the game room, and it was now time to head home. Emmett was exhausted and ready to go to his own couch and 'slum it' as he so enthusiastically called it. Alice and I had plans that involved a certain sexy 31-year-old dark-headed man and a feather…oh and then there were the two other men by the name of Ben and Jerry. Edward and Jasper didn't want the day to be over, but understood our previous plans.

So, we headed to our vehicles and Edward started to open the door for me and I shook my head. "Oh no. I am pretty sure I told you that you had to drive home, Edward. I specifically remember the payback I owe you."

Edward's eyes immediately became lust-filled and I glanced down, and yep, I was being waved at by a body part that I was becoming quite familiar with.

I quickly jumped in the passenger's side door and scooted all the way over to where Edward was now climbing in. He looked down at me hesitantly.

"Get to driving, Eddie boy. I want to see how well you maneuver this truck while your dick is being maneuvered by my mouth." I said grinning devilishly.

He grabbed my face gently, but forcefully, "Do not call me Eddie, or I will have to remove every one of your fingernails slowly and painfully, Izzy." Ugh, how did he know I hated that name?

"Promise to never call me that again and I will never call you Eddie again." I held up my pinky finger and he looked at it strangely. "You've never done a pinky swear before?" I gave him a look like he had just told me he was really a woman.

He laughed at me, but hooked his pinky with mine and said, "You are so stinking cute, Isabella."

Edward started my truck and put it in gear, following Jasper out onto the highway.


Thirty minutes later, we pulled into the driveway of my house. Alice was exiting Jasper's car and Edward looked over at me. "You are still coming over tonight, right?" I nodded and he smiled.

We got out of the truck and made our way to Jasper's car so Edward could get a ride home with him. Emmett was grinning wildly and said, "Bella, I must say, Eddie's swerving was by far worse than yours, that must have been some mind-blowing road head you performed."

I blushed and Edward rolled his eyes. "You have no idea, Em, no idea," he said grinning at me. I quickly kissed him goodbye and Alice started shoving me toward the front door. Thus began Alice's confabubabble. (A/N confabubabble: The act of talking nonsense continuously, originating from the combination of confabulation and babble—yes, that is so Alice *grin*)


Alice and I had been sitting on the couch for thirty minutes—all of which time she had been talking animatedly about everything Jasper. I tried to listen, but honestly, I was in my own little Edward-induced haze and already contemplating what was going to happen at his house tonight.

"Did you hear me Bellushi?" Alice whined.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts. "I'm sorry Alleyoop. I was just a bit distracted."

Alice grinned a shit-eating grin and said, "I bet. I can't believe you guys and your road antics. Pa-thet-ic! I am happy to see you so wrapped up in a guy, though. It is nice to know your fingers will get a much needed break."

I rolled my eyes. "So, what were you saying anyway, Als?"

"I said, Jasper wants to take me away in a couple weeks to a cabin in Colorado! He is so romantic. I love him so much." She looked like one of those cartoon characters that had hearts in their eyes and batted their eyelashes while cupping their hands by their face and sighing. Yeah, that's Alice for ya.

Suddenly the front door slammed. "'Bout time you bitches came home. Did you have fun with the cock brigade?" Ok…someone was on a rampage…

Alice started to emphatically give a play-by-play of our time out when I gave her a warning glare. Her smile quickly faded and she said, "Oh, it was okay. It would have been more fun if you were there, though."

"Psh, you couldn't pay me to spend time around that douchebag." Rose couldn't fool me. She wanted to be there so bad, but she was trying to avoid Emmett and whatever feelings she was beginning to feel for him.

"Ladies, I believe we have a hot date. I am going to slip on something more comfortable so I can rightly enjoy His Sexiness."

Alice giggled and chirped, "Good idea!" while running toward her room.

I called over my shoulder, "Rose, make sure B & J are in the living room waiting for us."


"God, what I would give to have an orgasm via feather!" Alice sighed.

"Al, I am pretty sure if Josh breathed on us with or without the feather we would cream as well. Can you imagine being close to that sexafuckalicious man? Fuck, what I wouldn't give…" I know I was just with Edward and was going to be again soon, but one just can't ignore The Josh. You just can't.

Rose had been quiet all night, but when I looked at her she had her usual 'Josh-is-a-fuckhot-sexy-man' look on her face like the rest of us as we watched '40 Days and 40 Nights' so I determined it was okay to interrogate her.

"So, Rose…what has been your hangup all night? You have been unusually quiet while in the presence of His Sexiness. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. I just haven't felt well today. What? Is it a crime to not be all hyper-freak like you two? Can I not just be calm?"

"Aww, you miss him, don't ya, Rose?" Alice said pouting.

Rose made a face like Alice had just told her she was into girls. "What in the hell are you talking about?"

Alice pulled Rose into a hug. "Rosie, it's okay to like Emmett. He is actually a very sweet man."

"Like hell he is! He is a perverted imbecile. He is all brawn and no brain. Besides, I don't like him." She trailed off on that last comment.

I patted her knee. "You keep telling yourself that, Rose." I said grinning.


At around 10:00 Rose said she had to call it a night. We all had to work in the morning, so our girls' night was ending early. After Rose left the room I pulled Alice close to me.

"We need to make a plan, Ali. Rose is completely crushing on Emmett, but she is too headstrong to pursue it. He is totally obsessed with her. We need to hook them up."

Alice and I brainstormed for the next thirty minutes before finally formulating a plan. We had four days to make arrangements.

"Ok, well, I will work on my end, you work on yours. This will work, I just know it," I said, standing up to stretch.

Alice yawned. "Yeah, it will work. G'night Belly." She walked off to her room.

I grabbed my overnight bag and headed to Edward's house.

Oh, just wanted to share with you guys…last update earned my story a total of 1,350 hits!! My highest before that was 985, so wowee! That is amazing! I love you guys! And I loved all of the reviews! Some made me laugh, some made me blush, but they all made me smile!! I am also glad you guys liked Esme, she was so much fun to write—not as fun as Dick, but….

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