Largest chapter, I believe!
My eyes widen and my mouth goes dry. Edward's lip turns up into a snarl, and he hurriedly pulls up the blanket to cover my nakedness. I'm still too stunned to move, but he isn't. He jumps up, his monster cock swinging wildly before he grabs a throw from the sofa and wraps it around his waist.
I sit up slowly, still stunned from the intrusion. I keep my eyes on the defined back of Edward as he storms across the room instead of allowing them to stray to my angry ex-fiancé. He stops two feet from Tanya, and I look past him to her. A tall, voluptuous strawberry blonde should be naturally beautiful, but this one isn't. Her lips are too big, and the skin on her face is pulled tight, expressionless.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Edward stands before her, his fist opening and closing at his side—until Emmett moves to pass him. He throws up his arm and shifts his glare. "Don't."
I come to my senses then, hurrying to stand while making sure to keep the blanket wrapped around me. Emmett's glare snaps from Edward to me, and I swallow back my fear. Placing one bare foot in front of the other, I hold his eyes as I join them near the door.
"What the hell is going on here?" he grits, his voice low. "You don't come home from work, and this is how I find you barely a week later."
My brows climb high up my forehead. "I didn't come home from work?" I repeat, my voice this wild high-pitch mess as I take another step in his direction. "Oh, I came home from work, you cheating bastard! I just chose not to stay when I saw you fucking Rosalie Hale!"
Edward steps to my side, his hand settling on my hip, and it instantly brings calm. Emmett's eyes fall to the motion, but he rightly doesn't say a word. "How did you know Bella was here if you didn't even know you were caught?"
While all this is going on, Tanya stays quiet, picking at her blood-red nails. Edward doesn't give her a second glance, either. His concern is solely on me, and it's his presence that gives me the strength to stand in the face of my failed relationship.
"After calling Mrs. Cope and learning you'd left work, I moved to your friends." Oh, no. Angela and Leah are probably going to strangle me. "I was a mess." His expression is sad and apologetic, yet I feel nothing. "Alice finally told me the next day that she'd seen you and you needed to get away. She said you were safe, so I let it slide for a few days until I realized we were about to miss Christmas together."
"You mean," I say, lifting a brow. "You continued to fuck Rosalie until you realized that something must be terribly wrong." His eyes fall to the floor. "Get. Out!" I point to door, and his wide eyes jump to mine. "No! Leave now, Emmett. We're done."
He reaches for me, and two things happen simultaneously. I take a step back and Edward moves in front of me. "You heard her."
A sigh comes from the previously silent Tanya, and we all look to her. "We rode in with the plow. He has no way to leave."
"Didn't you compare notes on the ride up? Wasn't it obvious there were two people up here?" Edward chuckles, glancing between them. "If you were hoping being trapped here was going to somehow magically make things okay, it won't." He looks to me then, winking. "Not for you two, anyway."
My heart swells, and I hobble the few feet to the entryway table. "Here you go," I say, turning with the rental keys in my hand. "Use these. Return it to Enterprise when you're done." I grab Emmett's listless hand and place them in his palm. "I'm sorry you had to see this, but I'm not sorry it's happening."
He catches my wrist, the bracelet sparking as he twists it for a closer look before slowly lifting his eyes to mine. "Who are you, and what have you done with my Bella?"
Edward chuckles, and it trails off into this nasty, snide sound. "She's Bella 2.0. It's amazing the confidence a considerate man can instill in a beautiful woman."
"What he said." I step back to Edward's side, and he welcomes me with an open arm. "Now go."
"Don't come back," Edward says, sending Tanya a cool glare.
She purses her oversized red lips. "Have your fun. I'll see you when you get home." Her hair flings out as she turns and takes Emmett's elbow. "Drive a girl to the airport, and don't you worry. She'll be begging you back soon enough."
"Don't count on it," Edward calls to their retreating backs.
Good thing about a drabble—no inclination to drag out the ugly!
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