Chapter 14: Guy Talk

EPOV

We ended having the whole evening to ourselves on Sunday. Alice had left before the sun went down to do something. She didn't specify, but we weren't going to complain that we actually had the house to ourselves.

Our alone time together was tiring, but purely heaven. A lot of sex was involved. A lot of cuddling also. And a lot of sleep. Bella made us dinner to regain our strength, knowing we would need it. I thought I couldn't get enough of Bella, but it was equally the same for her. Her aggressive teasing was too fucking much. How could Bella underestimate herself when I found every possible thing about her completely sexy? She wasn't confident of herself that she would turn me on. That's why her initiation of sex, but wasn't it obvious that all I wanted to do was fuck her brains out everytime I looked at her? Would it always be this way? I wondered. I thought time with Bella, besides just the sex, would always be wonderful. It had to be, things would just get better from here on out.

I thought I knew everything about Bella, but our time away while going to different schools surprised me about the things I didn't know about her. The want, the drive for me to know her better was so strong. It was a little embarrassing because I felt like a psycho, obsessed, stalker that wanted to know every little detail to why she did things. For example, why does she sleep on her side, or why she had more than two pillows on her bed, why she played with her guitar when I wasn't present.

The talk I had with Bella about Emmett was a little more clear now that she explained it to me. She mentioned how Emmett was like a brother to her. All this time, before I knew I loved her, I thought I was the closest thing as a brother to her. I understood how she wouldn't think of me as a brother, having feelings for me as she did. It lightened my mood.

During the day, on Monday, before Bella headed off to work, I treated them to lunch. We invited Emmett, him offering Bella a ride to work, since her car wasn't one hundred percent reliable. The tension between Emmett and I had pretty much lifted, since I knew where Bella's relationship stood with him. Eliminating the jealousy I had over him, Emmett was an all around good guy. He was very funny and had Alice and I laughing, while he teased Bella.

While Alice and Bella were busy talking plans over the week, Emmett and I conversed with each other, talking mostly about sports and cars. Guy stuff. We could be friends, just as Bella and him were. Now I understood why she was such good friends with him. He was cool to talk to.

It still stung that I would have to leave Bella after a week. We just realized our newfound love for each other and a week would not be enough. Life teased us with just a short amount of time. The next months without her would be agonizing. I didn't want to think about it, I wanted to enjoy the time I had with Bella now. Still, it was always at the back of my mind, how my heart would break when the time came to leave.

The thought snuck up on me while at lunch. The morose features of my face caught Bella's attention, her eyes saddening at what bothered me. I just gazed at her while she listened to Alice babble something about what to order for lunch. The small frown on her beautiful face didn't match. She wasn't meant to frown. To lighten her expression, I smiled at her and mouthed "love you" to her. The grin appeared instantly and I brushed her knee with mine under the booth, while she sat across from me. She responded with a "me too".

After lunch, we headed back to Bella and Alice's house. Alice was busy texting on the phone in the kitchen. Emmett and I ended up watching a hockey game on television while Bella took a shower, getting ready for work. Alice was almost rude, not entertaining her guests. Which happened to be Emmett and I, sitting on the couch, amusing ourselves with the game.

It wasn't so bad, Emmett was an interesting sort to hang out with. We had a lot in common, from the small talks we had. Now it turned out to be conversations about many things. Politics, controversial or not, one of his hobbies of hunting, the subject of his second job also came up. Emmett helped run a gym that one of his friends managed in the area he lived in. I assumed that's where all his bulky massiveness came from.

The story of why he worked two jobs was something to admire. His family was not affluent while he grew up in the state of Tennessee. The whole family moving to New York with an aunt that already lived there, he used this opportunity to save up and help his family better themselves financially. It took awhile for him to finally move out on his own into a place after turning twenty-one. His family were doing fairly well after four years of hard work with his help, not in the bunch they had been in Tennessee. Now five years later, he was still working his ass off to support his future.

"The only thing I have to show for my hard work is my Jeep. That's my love, I fixed her up with performance parts I could afford. Not too much. I'm still workin' on her and it'll take time to get her the way I want her to be."

Emmett was smart. He saved his wages and only splurged on one toy, his Jeep. Thinking sensibally, he saved the rest and didn't spend excessively. He took it slowly, working his way to having a good amount before spending it on further performance parts for his vehicle.

Bella was cutting it close to arriving to work late. She took her time getting ready, for Emmett and I had been in deep conversation almost about everything in over an hour. What was she doing?

"Maybe you should check on her Alice," I called out to her in the kitchen.

Alice giggled. Her eyes were glued to the phone in her hand. Just as I thought, she didn't hear me.

"Alice."

"Huh?" Alice's head snapped up in surprise.

"Nevermind. I'll go see what's taking Bella," with that, I stood from the couch and headed to Bella's room.

When I knocked on Bella's door and she gave me permission to come in. She sat on the bed, wounding her hair into a neat bun, her hair still wet.

"Hey you," I gave her a quick crooked smile, "You ready? It's ten minutes to six," I told her.

"Really? Shit, I guess I took a little too long in the shower. Will you tell Emmett I'm sorry and I'll be right out?"

"Right after I have my way with you," I crookedly smiled at her.

Her hands came down in a quick motion to slap at her sides.

"I can't Edward. I'm almost late. But, hold that thought till I come home," Bella bit her lip and made her way to me with those deep brown eyes full of… yep, I knew that look.

Bella tugged me by the shirt by the chest and planted a kiss on my lips. I groaned at the way her tongue moved upon my lips, then entering my mouth.

Damn tease. I fucking loved it.

"That's not fair, Bella," I breathed into her mouth.

"I know, I'm sorry," she apologized, pulling herself away from me to breathe.

How was I suppose to stay sane while she was away? She just teased me with a sample and I wouldn't be able to devour the whole thing for six fucking hours. Hours. I haven't been away from her for longer than thirty minutes since I've arrived to New York. At least Bella would be busy with work to keep her constant thoughts of missing me out. I would have almost nothing.

"Go. Go tell Emmett I'm coming," she ordered me, turning around after placing a quick kiss on my lips.

With a lot of coaxing my arousal down, I gave Emmett the message and we waited for her on the couch.

"Sorry Emmett! Let's go. Bye Alice," Bella waved to a zoned out Alice. Alice absently waved a hand in the air and blurted a small quick "bye" before Bella turned to me to bade her farewell.

"Love you. I'll see later, okay?" Bella's smile was tentative.

I kissed her perfect, full lips to earn a bigger smile from her.

"I'll be waiting. Love you too, baby," I returned, running my knuckle down her cheek.

She blushed. I sighed.

Hours.

Damn.

***

BPOV

"So you and Edward are together now? That's cool. I like him," Emmett admitted in his Jeep. "Sucks though that he has to leave next week. What are you going to do?"

My eyes casted down towards my lap and my fingers fidgeted with each other. Why did Emmett have to bring that subject up? The subject I've been dreading since it popped into my head just yesterday. I didn't want to have this on my mind at work.

"I don't want to talk about that Emmett, please," I hoped my forlorn expression was enough for Emmett to drop it.

"Oh. Sorry," Emmett tensed his jaw, realizing his mistake. We were quiet for a minute, the sound of passing cars the only noise around us. In my peripheral vision, I could see Emmett glancing at me once in awhile. I turned to him to see why he was trying to look at me. "So, have you spoken to Rosalie lately?" Emmett changed the subject.

And this was an interesting subject.

"No. Why?"

Emmett shrugged.

"I was just wondering."

"Rosalie and I aren't very close as she is with Alice. We don't talk much," I told him the truth.

"Oh. Okay," that was all Emmett said. He sounded somewhat glum.

I gave Emmett a suspicious look at a sideway glance. I knew he really liked Rosalie, a lot. From the way they had been acting at Aura just a couple nights ago, the way they were dancing, the way they looked at each other. It was close to the way I looked at Edward.

"Didn't you two go out after Aura? To hang out or something?" I dug into the matter deeper. Searching for information and details.

"Yeah, we ate at IHOP. It was the only place open at the time. Then she went home."

"So you gonna ask her out again or what?" I curiously interrogated him.

"Yeah, I just haven't had the chance to call her yet," Emmett cleared his throat.

Whoa. Is Emmett uncomfortable with this conversation? This was a different Emmett, the dry humor guy, the sarcastic jackass turned shy teddy bear because of Rosalie? He seriously was into her if he was acting peculiar. It was odd though that he brought it up out of nowhere then try to ignore it like it wasn't important. Oh fucking well. He brought it up, I'm gonna dig.

"What the fuck are you waiting for?" I pushed.

"I don't know. I want to call her, but for some reason, I'm afraid she'll say no."

"Emmett McCarty afraid?" I teased, giggling at him. It wasn't often that I was able to tease him like this. "Just call her, Em. She won't say no."

"Are you sure? What if she says no? If she says no, I'm blaming you!" Emmett spoke with his hand while he drove.

"If she says no then she's a fucking idiot. Just trust me when I say she's very interested."

Emmett looked at me for a moment, his expression unsure of what I just told him.

"Trust me, Emmett. Have I ever been wrong?" I was being more serious now, jokes aside. I wanted to help Emmett. He deserved to be happy. Even if it was with Rosalie, someone I didn't really care for.

"I trust you. I'll give her a call later," Emmett's face beamed with giddiness.

I already had the phone in my hand, dialing Rosalie's number, "Don't worry. I already called her for you. Here," I handed the phone to Emmett, a smile upon my face.

"Bella?! What the hell? Jesus!" Emmett grabbed the phone, glaring at me like I was crazy. "I can't belive you…hello? No, it's not Bella. It's Emmett."

There was a pause as I assumed Rosalie was speaking on the other side.

"Well, I just wanted to say that I had a good time the other night and I wanted to know if you wanted to do it again…"

Pause. I tried to listen and see if I could pick up Rosalie's voice, but I couldn't. To much of my disappointment. I watched the blankness on Emmett's face changed to a wide smile. Now I was dying to know what was going on.

"Awesome. Yeah. Five a good time Friday night? Great. I'll pick you up? Okay, I'll get the info from Bella. Yep. Okay, talk to you later. Bye," Emmett touched the button to hang up my phone and handed back to me with a goofy wide grin on his cute dimpled face.

"So?"

"What do you mean 'so'? We're going out on Friday night," Emmett quickly glanced at me.

"You're welcome," my smile was smug and I rubbed it in nice and deep.

"Okay, thanks a lot," he rolled his eyes at me.

I slapped him lightly with the palm of my hand on his arm. His bellowing laughter filled the car and the Emmett I knew was back.

"Can I ask you something?" Emmett asked me after the laughter died down.

"Sure."

"Do you have a problem with me and Rosalie going out?" Emmett's obvious uncertainty wasn't hard to miss.

"No. Why?"

"Rosalie told me that you and her don't exactly... click. I just wanted to know what you thought about us going out like this."

I turned so my body was facing towards him in the seat of the car.

"Hellooo, Emmett. Didn't I just call her for you?" I raised my eyebrows at him. "Okay look. I know that Rosalie and I don't really see eye to eye, but I could see us being good friends. It's not gonna happen over night just like that. It's gonna take time. I've tried in the beginning, but she's just… um, difficult. Anyway, I mean, if she wants to go out with you, she might not be so bad as I think she is. Maybe she'll change, who knows," I shrugged while speaking. I hope she would change for the better. Emmett didn't deserve to be with a bitch that would treat him badly. "But truthfully, it doesn't bother me that you two are going out on a date," I said with as much truth as I could. "But, if she breaks your heart, I'll break her fucking neck."

My face was tense and serious.

"Bella, I don't plan on this just being a one time thing. I plan on seeing her on a regular basis," Emmett turned serious.

I nodded. "Well good for you," I praised him affectionately, "she just better treat you right."

Emmett's grin was appreciating, but also sad. I know he was worried about the conflicting relationship Rosalie and I carried. His eyes were back on the road and I wanted to, yet again, change the subject.

"It might be a good thing you'll be seeing Rosalie because you seriously need to get laid."

Emmett's head snapped back to me with eyes wide with shock.

"What? I'm just saying. You pledging your undying love to me is getting rather old. It's time for you to admit rejection and just move on," I said with a sigh, smirking. My lips were tight, trying to hold in a smile that wanted to broaden on my face.

The priceless look on Emmett's face was something that needed to be framed. An 11x13 frame over a fireplace mantle. I laughed at my silly image. His face was still in the frozen shocked state when he remembered to watch the road. His teeth flashed as a smile extended his lips from ear to ear.

"Who are you and where's the hell is Bella? You are like a completely different person since Edward got here. I fucking like it!"