Bad Date?

He was on his way home from the fourth failed date this month. The girl had been pretty, there was no doubt about that. She just hadn't been particularly interesting. She had spent the better part of the night describing, in great detail, the ins and outs of her glorious desk job. Not something he found entertaining.

Still, he did his best to pay attention, if only to keep from looking stupid if she happened to ask him a question. After dinner he had driven her home and even walked her to her front door like he had been raised. He had been a little conflicted about whether he should give her a good night kiss, but he finally settled for a quick peck on the cheek. After all, he had no intention of going on a second date with this girl.

The worst part, he realized now, was that he didn't even remember the poor girl's name. Was it Lisa or Lola? Something that started with an L, definitely. He was pretty sure. Something so generic he would probably never remember it. What he needed was someone who's name just perfectly described her. Someone like...

As he was thinking, he had unconsciously turned down the wrong street. Leading him away from his house, but toward the exact place he needed to be. He smiled as he realized where he was headed. Within five minutes he was parked in front of the familiar apartment building. He jumped out of the car and bounded up the stairs two at a time.

Coming to a stop in front of Bella's door, he knocked hesitantly. After a few minutes he knocked a little louder, then heard quiet shuffling coming from inside the apartment. The door opened, and there stood Bella, wearing a simple tank top and flannel pajama bottoms with little teddy bears on them. She had clearly been asleep, and looked about ready to murder him for waking her up.

She opened her mouth to say something, probably to ask him what the hell he was doing at her apartment after midnight. But before she had a chance to speak he had stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Placing his hands on her hips he gently, but firmly, pushed Bella against the door and crushed his lips to hers.

She let out a surprised squeak, but soon responded eagerly to the kiss, tangling her fingers into his hair. He skimmed his hands lightly up her sides, causing her to moan softly. One hand continued up to trace the curve of her neck while the other settled into the small of her back, pulling her closer. Finally the need for air became too great and they had to separate. Bella sighed contentedly as he began placing soft kisses along her neck.

"Bad date with Lauren?" She asked breathlessly. She giggled as he mumbled something unintelligible against her neck. "What was that?"

"I said," he replied, pulling away to look into her deep brown eyes, "'So that's her name.' I had completely forgotten."

Bella giggled again. "You're ridiculous, Emmett."

"I know, but you know you love me." He smirked before pressing his lips to hers once again.

AN: everyone still alive? I know, I know. I probably shocked the hell out of some people... but it was fun! Now I could definitely do similar little one shots for other couples if my wonderful readers want. Just send a comment my way telling me which couple and I'll do my very best.

(Oh, and Hilly... don't kill me!)