I am so sorry this has taken so long to put up. I started working on it earlier this week but I got some horrible news and I've been really sick with the flu. So here it is. I really don't like this chapter... I like the story, but part of me wishes to start again... eh, I don't know.
Anyway, I'll be quiet and let you read.

Let me know what you think.

Love and hugs,
Mrs Lutz xox

The next three weeks passed in a blur; work, dates with Bella, sex with Bella, more work. Just trying to keep life as normal as possible. Edward was doing a good job keeping the clients from leaving us despite vicious rumours that were flying around about me. They ranged from a mild form of the truth to 'I was plotting to murder my own brother to take control of the gym because I have a crack cocaine addiction'. Cray-to-the-Z. I kept to working behind the scenes, dealing with finances such. Hell, to avoid any awkward encounters, I arrived at the gym at 4am to work out, a whole two hours before it even opened to the VIP members.

Bella and I barely spoke about 'the events' that had happened; apart from when I occasionally filled her in on need-to-know-information that Jenks had shared with me and when she shared information that her father had shared with her. It broke my heart watching her face fall when she saw her fathers' name flash up on her cell. She dreaded having to hear how much he was working to put the love of her life behind bars. It shouldn't be like this… but due to my idiocy, it was. Any time Bella and I had alone together, we pushed all reality to the side and we acted like the care free love birds that we were.

I tightened my arms around her and entwined my fingers with hers. I'd never get tired of making love to her and holding her. "Move in with me." I whisper, nuzzling her neck with soft kisses.
I feel her freeze against me. "What?!" she breaths almost inaudible.

"Well, why not? It makes sense. We're either here together, or at yours and Alice's place. It just means moving your stuff… there's plenty of room… we could wake up like this everyday." To me, this made perfect sense. Especially not knowing what was going to become of me if Jake woke up; at least if she was here I'd know she was safe and I could look after her financially. I wriggled backwards, letting her roll on to her back so I could hover over her. My blue gaze meets her brown gaze, and I am even surer that it's what I want. "Move in with me." I say once again before pressing my lips to hers.

Before she could reply; my teeth tugged against her lower lip followed by my tongue sweeping across it asking for entry. Her tongue danced against mine, deepening the kiss, making my head spin. My hand skimmed down her already naked body, her nipples responding to the swift touch. My lips begin to move away from her lips and begin their familiar route down her neck and across her collarbone. My dick, already hard, poking against her thigh, as my mouth found her right nipple. My hands continued their gentle caresses down her body until they reached the apex of her thighs where they began their movement over her already damp folds and pubic hair.

"So wet for me already baby." I growled against her nipple as I moved to begin my assault on her left nipple.

Her body arched into my expert hands as I slid one finger inside, circled it slowly and then added another finger. Right then, I needed to taste her. Releasing her nipple, I move down her body, never stopping my fingers from moving and run my tongue up her slit. My free hand snaked around her thigh, holding her open to me.

"Fuck, Emmett!" Bella moaned, her hands coming to thread themselves through my hair. "Please,"

My tongue moved relentlessly against her clit, my two fingers curling inside her to hit the soft spot. I could feel her body responding already, her breathing erratic and her hips grinding into my tongue looking for friction and release. "Give it to me baby," I growled against her clit as blew against it gently before once again running my tongue over it.

I could feel her orgasm ripping through her through my fingers and her moans became louder and a more incoherent version of my name. Within seconds, I withdrew my fingers and positioned my dick at her entrance. Hovering over her; supporting my weight on my forearms, I ran my nose along hers and slowly sank into her. "Oh fuck." I groaned. She felt sensationally tight around me, would I ever get enough of her?! I thrust my hips against hers, moving in and out getting faster and more desperate each time. Her moans spurred me on, as she got higher and higher and once again fell over the edge into another post orgasmic bliss. I followed quickly behind her, spilling myself into her and collapsing down.

Buried inside of Bella was my favourite place to be. I could do it all day. Reluctantly, I pulled out of her and rolled onto my side, dragging the sheets that had slid off during our sexcapades back over us.

A large lazy grin spread across Bella's lips as she raised her fingers to trace across my face. "Wow." She breathed.

"Wow yourself." I leant forward placing a soft kiss on her lips. "Think about it, if you moved in with me, you could be woken like that every morn-"… But before I had chance to finish my sentence, a chirping sound of Bella's iPhone filled the air. Grudgingly I rolled onto my back, allowing her room to get up and answer it.

"Hello?" she said "Oh hi dad. I'm fine… but now is not really a good time… uh… right now? Well I'm at my boyfriends… Yeah I said boyfriend… Dad… A couple months?... I don't know, a lot has been going on." Her eyes stayed fixed on me, sadness filled her gaze which once again broke my heart. Until suddenly, she looked very determined.

"Well, would you like to meet him dad?... How about tonight? We'll come down to you and go to Raphael's; your favourite steak house."

I could feel my eyes widening. What was she doing? This couldn't end well surely. He would recognise my description from Jake's case files and then Bella would bear witness to her dad kicking my ass.

I climbed out of my bed as Bella finished up the phone call and pulled on an old pair of sweat pants. I'd been with my fair share of women; but I'd never met any of their parents, and hell I'd never met any parents that had a semi-valid reason to want to kill me. Panic bubbled up in my chest and I could feel my breathing becoming more erratic.

To hide my panic attack, I dipped into the en-suit to brush my teeth, splashing cold water over my face in the process. I didn't even hear her come in, I just felt her arms warp around my waist from behind.
"Are you ok?" she questioned quietly.

"Bella, you just arranged for me to go to dinner with a cop who is trying to send me down for beating up your asshole of an ex." I grumbled, my eyes fixed on her reflection in the mirror.

"I know… but here's what I thought… if there is a chance he doesn't know that it's you, then maybe if he gets to know you before he finds out that it's you, he'll let it drop." It was painful to see the hope on her face for an impossible situation. My hands wrapped themselves over hers on my stomach.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips and I slowly turned to face her, running the back of my fingers across her cheek. "You know the odds of that happening are slim to none right?" slowly she nodded, "and the odds of this night ending badly are extremely high?" again she nodded. "But if you think it's a good idea, then I'll meet your dad."

At five thirty, we climbed into my jeep and made the journey to downtown forks to find the small and only steakhouse in the town, known as Raphael's. Bella wore a black pair of skinny jeans and a ruby ready blouse that covered her breast, yet made them look extremely desirable to me at the same time. I'd opted to wear a sharp grey suit and a ruby red tie to match Bella's dress. Together, we looked on point.

But she was fidgety. And it was making me even more nervous than I was letting on.

"Bells, relax." I mutter as we pulled into the parking lot. "Let's go see if your plan works huh?" I tried to keep my tone as light as possible, but I still wasn't one hundred percent sold that this was the greatest idea. Nodding her head, I climbed out of the jeep and made my way around to help Bella out.

Bella POV
Nerves buzzed around my body making me want to vomit in the nearest plant pot. What on earth had I been thinking?! Of course I had just wanted my dad to meet Emmett. I wanted him to see that he wasn't the monster that he thought he was. He had only done what he did to Jake to protect me… because Jake was the monster.

At the time on the phone, I figured that maybe my dad wouldn't actually recognise Emmett… because he had never technically seen him. But maybe he would be able to put two and two together and connect the large guy from the CCTV video and Emmett together. He was a cop after all.

But now it was too late. I walked into Raphael's with Emmett at my side and one of his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. He knew that this was a bad idea, but for me he was trying. I love this man more than words can express.

I spy my dad as soon as we enter. He's sat at a booth in an open collar blue shirt, black slacks and steel toe cap police boots. He stands to greet us almost immediately.

"Hi dad."
"Hey Bells." He hugs me tightly before turning his attention to Emmett. For a second my world stops… but my dad simply narrows his eyes slightly and says nothing.
"Dad, this is Emmett McCarty, my boyfriend."
Emmett being a true gentleman offers my dad a firm handshake. "Chief Swan, a pleasure to finally meet you sir. Bella has told me a lot about you."
"I wish I could say the same about you, Emmett was it? Bella has kept me a little in the dark about you." He shoots me a look out of the corner of his eye and I can feel the tension radiating off of Emmett, His grip on my hip has gotten a little tight, as if he's holding on to me for support.
"Sorry dad," I mumble "Shall we sit?"

Emmett pulls out a chair for me opposite my father and slides into the seat next to me. I practically inhale the glass of fizz that the waiter places in front of me and out of the corner of my eye I can see Emmett doing the exact same. My hand slips under the table and rests upon his thigh, giving him a reassuring squeeze.

Charlie doesn't take his eyes off of Emmett, to much relief though he appears to be appraising him rather than trying to connect the dots of recognising him. "So Emmett, what do you do for work?" he questioned, cocking an eyebrow slightly as a challenge.
"I run my own business, sir, a Gym with my brother." I grin up at Emmett like a cat who's got the cream. I know how much their business means to him and how hard he works and he makes me feel so proud. Yeah bitch, that's my man. "We've been open a couple of years now and we're doing really well."

I relax a little as we laps into somewhat less formal conversation. The men order the house special steak grill and I order myself a small steak and vegetables, and of course much more wine. I keep my hand on Emmett's thigh throughout (apart from when we're eating; I may be able to multitask but that would be tricky!). I'm surprised how well they get along, Emmett starts my dad talking about fishing, although he's already told me he doesn't really have a passion for it, but it's sweet that he's trying for me. Honestly the meal actually goes really well, I knew this was a good idea.

Half way through my steak an inspiration hit me. "Yes." I whisper to him as a matter of fact – mid conversation – before continuing eating my steak and talking to my father. All day since he asked me to move in, I had been thinking about it. I hated the thought of ever being away from him, so why shouldn't I move in with him? Carpe diem. He looks at my quizzically for a moment, before his eye go wine and a large grin splits his face.

A blonde waitress tries batting her eyes at my man, but he appeared oblivious to her which made my heart sing. I briefly think back to the time at the restaurant and ponder over how far we've come. I'm brought out of my daydream by my dad calling my name.

"Sorry miles away." I apologize, blushing, "What did you say?"

"I wasn't going to mention it tonight, but the hospital say they're thinking of bringing Jake out of the medically induced coma in the next few days. Isn't that great Bells?"

My stomach drops and once again, I feel Emmett tense and inhale sharply. I reach for my thankfully fully wineglass and drain it. "Dad this is not the time or place for this conversation." I snap. "I'm tired, would you mind if we called it a night? It's a long drive home and I have work tomorrow."
"Uh sure kiddo." my dad frowns.
I stand up, quickly followed by Emmett. "Thanks for tonight dad, it was good to see you. I'll see you soon ok?" I press a kiss to his cheek.
"Chief Swan, tonight's on me if you don't mind. All paid for." Emmett said, extending his hand to Charlie who grunted an acceptance and shook it sternly. Honestly, guys and their egos.

Finally we say goodbye and Emmett leads me out.

"That wasn't a complete disaster" my man jokes as he opens the jeep door for me. I roll my eyes at him and hop in. "I guess the cops refused to share evidence if suspects with him because he wasn't family." He shrugs his shoulders "whatever the reason, I'm glad. I'm officially your boyfriend now. Accepted by your cop father."

I roll my eyes once again at him and cannot help but giggle at him.

"Did you mean that you'll move in with me?" he asks, hope clear in his voice.

"Yes. I will"

R&R :-)