Chapter 37

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Sobering, Rosalie regarded me with a serious look. "Edward, why did you have to bring up Royce to him? That was hitting way below the belt. It's taken Emmett years to put that shit behind him and you hanging it over his head is not fucking helping." Huffing loudly, Rose whispered, "I can't believe you'd do something like this. Are you in love with her?"

Love?

What?

Yeah, I wanted to bury my cock in the girl and make her scream my name, but I didn't love, Isabella.

This was all about my cock, nothing else.

"No, I don't even fucking know her," I hissed. "What is it with you and Emmett and protecting her? You fucking know me, Rosalie; I would never physically harm a woman or force myself on anyone."

What the fuck was it with my family and protecting this girl?

And that's when it started, Emmett's campaign to get me laid and away from Isabella. Anything new with pussy that walked through the door, he tried to send my way. He knew my weakness, and the bastard wasn't playing fair.

I'd never fucked another woman since marrying Carmen, but I did get a good blowjob to relieve stress from time to time. I guess Emmett thought that by sending the new hires my way, it would take my mind off of Isabella.

Not a fucking chance!