Ok. I'm SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry it took so long for this guys! I literally couldn't get out of bed for three days. Literally. It was really bad. I was really sick. And then I was gone all day today so. Here I am, first chance I get, writing for you. Because I luv you guys!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All you reviewing fiends just rock and I wish I could give you all a big Emmett bear hug! (hehe, he eats bears) And it's pretty much all FLUFF. You guys said you wanted it so….fluff you want, fluff you get :D So, without further ado…..

Chapter 14 Torture/Together

As I hurried to grab my pjs, I realized I should really shower. Would Emmett be patient enough?

I walked down stairs and to the living room where Emmett sat.

"Em, I gotta take a shower, will you be patient please?" I asked this as I sauntered toward him slowly, climbing onto his lap. This should convince him to be patient. I hope.

Emmett held my waist in his large hands. "I don't know if I have that much will power…." He nuzzled at my neck slowly. "I may just have to come up there and help you…to hurry things along of course…." He started to plant kisses on my jaw.

"Eeeeeeemmetttttttt….." I begged slowly. "Please be patient?" I asked softly so my voice wouldn't crack. I had to be strong….but he was killing me!

"Ok…..20 minutes….then I'm coming and helping sooo….take your time." He added the last part with an evil grin.

"Oh brother…." I rolled my eyes and began walking off. "So I'll be back soon!" I called over my shoulder.

"Ok, I'll be right here!" He said loudly. "Picturing you in the shower…." He added in a mumbled.

I whirled around. "I heard that!" I said in mock anger.

He gave me innocent eyes. "Oops…" He shrugged his shoulders.

"Psh." I stomped off to the stairs and then walked to the shower.

Showers rock…they simply do. No other adjective can cover how good showers are. They. Rock.

The hot water soother my soul I swear….

I stayed in as long as I dared, not wanting to push Emmett's deadline. I stepped into the bathroom after turning off the water and wrapped my favorite towel around me. It had ducks on it. I know, lame. But I had had it like forever…in fact, it's almost in tatters. But I still love it.

I walked to my bedroom to change into my pajamas and as I close the door and turned around….There was Emmett laying on my bed.

I let out a small scared shriek. "Oh my god Emmett!" I gasped. "Get out! I'm in a towel!" I almost yelled.

He stood and walked closer. "I noticed….there are quite a few holes in that towel missy…." He said as he poked my stomach through one of the tears.

I gasped. "Emmett! Go." I said seriously.

He rolled his eyes. "Fiiiine…." He said but before he left, he pushed me against my door and kissed me long and hard.

Whoa. Whoa. WHOA.

This wasn't half bad…ok it was…better then strawberry pie with a side of triple fudge brownies. No lie. I swear.

Emmett then slipped out of the room, leaving me stunned. I'm sure that had been his plan.

I changed into a tank top and cut off sweats in a daze and then brushed through my wet hair.

Once I had let my heart calm down, I went to find Emmett. I of course, found him in the living room. Though the TV wasn't on. He was just sitting there on the couch.

When he saw me, he grinned hugely.

"Well aren't we smug?" I said sarcastically. "Oh let's embarrass Bella by seeing her in a towel." I mocked. "Nice…." I stuck my tongue out at him as I sat beside him.

Emmett was hovering over me in a half crouch in a split second.

"Bella, I assure you, upon thinking of you in a towel, embarrassing you was the last thing on my mind….utterly last." He said in a sexy voice.

I shivered. "Well…um…your very close…."

"I know…." He said and flipped us over so I could lay on his broad chest. His gorgeous chest….his muscular chest….his god like chest….ok, enough about his chest. Sorry.

I lay there, so comfortable, and I aloud my mind to wander. To things I shouldn't think about. Painful things.

"Bell, it's gonna be ok…" Emmett tried to comfort me, obviously sensing my mood change.

"I hope your right…" I sighed. "But….even if we stop Edward from killing you-which we will- then he might…what if he…" I couldn't bring myself to think of all the gruesome possibilities.

"Bella…I know…if you don't take him back he'll probably….he'll probably try to kill himself. My family can stop him but…he's gonna try….he won't let go of you easily…" As he said all this, Emmett rubbed my back comfortingly.

"This is just ridiculous….I don't want to think about it. Let's stop please." I asked quietly.

"Of course…no need for all this right now. So, are you ready for bed?" He was hiding a smile.

"Grrrr, no!" I laughed.

"Oh no, more growling. Is that a challenge Missy?" He asked and stroked my hair.

"Maybe. And don't call me Missy, Mister!" I played along.

Emmett flipped us over once more and began kissing my neck wildly in between evil and might I add…sexy, growls.

"G…gr?" I said halfheartedly.

He began licking lightly at my neck in between kisses. Good gosh! This was…..GOSH!

"Mmmm…" Emmett growled. "Dinner."

I couldn't help but giggle.

Emmett jerked his head up and his eyes burned into mine. "Why little girl, you don't seem very afraid of the big, bad monster…." He said in a warning tone.

I hid a smile. "Oh I am! I swear. ACK!" I tried to look convincing though it didn't really work…

"Not scared enough…." He purred from deep in his throat.

I shook slightly. "Oh but I am! My heart is beating a million times a second!" Well…it was…but not because I was scared…

Emmett pressed his ear over my heart. "Why so it is…You look so utterly delicious my dear…" He growled again.

"Oh really?" I said in a girly voice and flipped my wet hair slightly.

He smiled. He began kissing my neck again. I let out a squeak.

"Scared again…?" He mumbled against my skin.

"Um…no?" I sighed.

"We can fix that…." He said with an evil grin. He pressed closer to me and then kissed my right shoulder.

I shook.

He kissed my left shoulder.

I shuddered.

"Scared?"

"To death." I smiled slightly, though I still shook.

Emmett wagged his finger at me. "There you go with the lying again…."

"Sorry big bad monster…" I pouted slightly and then ran my hand down his chest.

He grabbed my wrist. I looked up into his eyes.

"Well, I'm just gonna have to eat you now."

"Ok." I exposed my neck to him.

"Oh so tempting Bella…" He ran his tongue lightly along my neck. "But alas, I love you far too much to just kill you like that…" He said regretfully and began planting kisses upon my neck once more.

I squirmed under him. "Your killing me now!" I referred to his kisses.

He laughed and then looked me in the eye. "Yep, slowly." He grinned.

"Gr!" I smiled.

"Oh don't tease me!" Emmett begged and nestled his face between my neck and shoulder.

"I wasn't!" I laughed.

"You are such a tease!" He mumbled.

"Ok, you are right. I confess it, I, Bella Marie Swan…Am a Tease!" I said dramatically. I let out a big breath. "It feels so good to get that off my chest!" I sighed then.

Emmett pulled back and looked at me, one eye brow raised.

"Don't judge me." I said in a snooty voice.

"I wasn't, I was just deciding what way I was gonna torture you next…"

"Oh no! But the torture you were doing before was really good…you should keep doing that," I assured.

"Really?" He asked, obviously doubting me. How dare he.

"Oh yes….it was pure torture….I swear."

"I don't know…." He said thoughtfully and leaned down, beginning to trace my jaw with his lips. Then my throat…then eventually my collar bone.

He pulled back. "So you mean like that? That's really horrible?"

I nodded shakily. "Uh huh…"

"Ok then, torture over…" He sighed and flipped us over so I could curl up on his chest.

"This isn't torture…" I said blissfully then fell asleep a while later.

My conclusion? Torture makes everything better….Sigh….