Emmett and Tyler were already seated in a corner booth when we arrived at the restaurant. Judging by how closely they were sitting together, and the smile on Tyler's face, Emmett was getting handsy.

"Hey, hands where I can see them," I said. They both jumped.

"Hey Rose." Tyler's voice cracked slightly and his face was red as a tomato. He'd clearly been enjoying whatever Emmett had been doing. I also knew he was slightly uncomfortable with having 'stolen Emmett' from me.

It was water under the bridge as far as I was concerned.

Emmett and Edward eyed each other uncomfortably. When I'd made the joint lunch date with Emmett, I'd filled him in on the new found relationship status Edward and I had. He hadn't been surprised. As a matter of fact, he'd muttered "Fucking finally," and continued on like the conversation had never even happened.

What the hell did he know that I didn't?

Whatever; didn't matter.

"Hi Tyler," I said politely as Edward and I sat.

For a while, we talked about what we wanted to order and made general small talk. After confirming what we were eating with the waiter, I excused myself to the restroom.

Glad to see it was a one person room, I locked the door behind me and pulled my cell phone out of my purse. Just before Edward picked me up was the first time I'd done this sort of thing, so I giggled nervously as I turned around, lifted my skirt, and took a picture of my ass. It was pretty much on full display; I was wearing a lace thong.

I sent it to Edward before I could second guess myself, took care of my business, and went back to the table.

Edward's hands were in his lap, and I caught him peaking at the screen of his phone. When the tips of his ears turned red, I knew he'd seen the photo. Seconds later, my phone buzzed.

Stop. It.

Stop what?

You know what. I'm so hard I don't think I can think straight.

Pity. I thought you didn't swing Em's way?

I don't. Stop it Skunk. Please. I'm begging.

That didn't take long. ;)

The rest of lunch was uncomfortable at best. Emmett and Tyler tried their hardest not to be tooaffectionate, but they failed miserably. Edward put his hand on my thigh and slid it up under my skirt, teasing the crease where my leg met my pelvis. I squirmed and grabbed his leg in return. After that, he quit with the torment, but it made me realize something.

I really hoped we'd be alone when we got home.

Thank you to my girls. :)

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Oh. As of now, this rounds out at about 35 chapters, and one outtake that mycrookedsmile has been pestering me about since chapter three. [I wish I were joking. I'm not. I also may or may not have started writing said outtake last night.]