Chapter 36
Several more times, Edward wakes me and we make love. It's definitely love; there's no fast pace, no filthy words. It's just soft touches and sweet kisses. There is very little sleep between us but it's a comfortable and deep sleep when it does happen.
"EC Master Man, wake your ass up, we gotta get on the move!" Emmett's deep booming voice calls from the other side of the wooden bedroom door.
I mouth 'EC Master Man' to Edward.
"Remember those rapper days I mentioned?" I nod and he just waves a casual hand to the door to the room.
"Ah, cute," I tease.
He's already sliding his jeans on but he stops mid-way up.
"No, it's not. Don't you dare get any ideas," he warns.
I snicker. I have a dirty little secret that Edward does not want anyone else to know and I'm absolutely sure that I can use this to my advantage somehow or another.
"Coming, fucker! Damn," he mutters.
"Come on, baby. Let's face him now otherwise it will be worse later," he says as he extends a hand to me and pulls me up off of the bed.
I don a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt while he puts on last night's shirt.
When we emerge in the kitchen, Rose and Em are in the exact same shape as we are. There is no doubt that a lot of dirty, nasty sex has happened here tonight. I only hope that this is more than just a one-night stand for Rose. She deserves so much more. She deserves someone like Emmett. No, she deserves Emmett; someone who will take care of her, allow her to be in charge as her personality dictates but will be there when she needs to be told what to do by someone that she trusts will take care of her. She deserves someone who will fuck her like tomorrow is their last day together but be tender with her as if she is the most fragile thing in the world.
She deserves her fairy tale.