=Then=
Emmett was packing when Esme entered his room.
"Are you crazy?!" He said in a harsh whisper. "What if someone saw you?"
"Nobody did." Esme dismissed him. She looked and sounded sad. "You don't come to the cabin anymore. You don't talk to me... You won't even look at me anymore... It's driving me insane." She was getting hysterical and Emmett couldn't have that.
How would he explain the dean's wife presence in his room?
He kept packing anxious to get done. He had a cab to take soon.
"Look at me Emmett."
He didn't.
"Rosalie will be here soon. I'm meeting her family and then we'll go to mine."
"Why are you telling me this?" Esme spat.
She came near him. He could feel how close to him she was.
"Maybe I can say goodbye," She started to fumble with his pants. "In the way you like. Please let me." She said when he attempted to stop her but she still dropped on her knees.
He would let her do this, savor her lips around him. One last time.
He'd deal with the guilt later.
Her hot breath on him was killing him. He wanted her to put an end at his misery.
"I'm sure she doesn't know how to do this."
In an instant, the spell was broken. Emmett pushed her away from him and put his pants back on.
A few minutes later, he was in the cab with Rosalie snuggled at his side.
She didn't seem to notice something was off.
A.N.
Thank you for reading