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"Relax. It's not going to be that bad."

Edward swallowed hard as he pulled his car into the parking lot. He wished he felt as confident as Bella about the reaction they were going to get when they announced they were together. He'd successfully pushed it to the back of his mind for most of the day, thanks in large part to the fantasies they'd fulfilled.

The piano one had been even better than he'd imagined. The image of Bella, wearing nothing more than one of his button down shirts, spread out over the keys, was one that he'd never forget as long as he lived. The feeling of taking her, hard and fast and deep, the dissonant chords ringing through the living room as they crashed into the keys…

"Hey, where'd you go?" Bella's voice drew him back and, telling his body to calm down, he turned to smile at her. He watched her eyes go smoky as she registered his arousal and leaned closer to him. "I'm guessing your mind was back in the living room, picturing us making passionate music on the piano…"

He cut her off by capturing her lips, reveling in the way she moaned and melted into him across the bucket seats. When he finally pulled back for air, he smiled at her, trying to battle the nervousness now mixing with his lust. "You know, we could go home right now, and try it again. I hear the second time is even better…"

Bella cut him off with a finger over his lips. Her eyes changed from desirous to a warm, amused color. She read him like a book, even though he was doing his best to mask his nervousness. Her now amused expression told him he wasn't succeeding.

"As much as my body wants that, I think we need to do this. I don't want to deal with our friends and family if we don't show up. Especially after Emmett's visit to you this morning and to me at work the other day." She smiled as she saw his eyes darken, but frowned realizing it wasn't from desire. "Edward, you really are worried, aren't you?"

The confusion in her voice and her eyes made him sigh. He reached over and squeezed her hand. He wanted to explain things to her, but he wasn't sure how to do so without going into how many men Emmett had scared away from her in the past. She spoke again before he could. "Edward, if you're that uncomfortable, we don't have to do this tonight…"

"No!" His voice was vehement and he noticed her shoulders relaxed. He suddenly felt bad, wondering if she thought he really didn't want to go public with their relationship. She couldn't be more wrong. If he had it his way, he'd shout it from the rooftops every hour of every day and make it clear to whom she belonged. "I want to tell the world you're mine, and I'm yours," he said passionately, feeling a burst of desire from the heat that sparked in her eyes. He groaned, forcing his need down, knowing people were waiting for them. "I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable if Emmett has a problem with this, with us."

Bella sighed, reaching over to cup his cheeks and pulled his face close to hers. "I don't care if Emmett has a problem, although he won't," she said, grinning as she brushed her lips across his cheek. "He loves me. He has to realize that I know what's best for me, and that would be you." She brought her lips to his and kissed him with a passion that he eagerly responded to. It was her turn to groan as she finally pulled away, knowing they needed to go inside. "Don't worry, let's just go in, have fun, and let the chips fall where they may," she grinned again, "and I'll protect you if Emmett tries anything."

Edward wondered if he could adore her anymore than he already did. His fears felt less overwhelming, since he knew Bella wouldn't let her brother do anything they'd all regret. She was small, but she wielded a power over Emmett, over most people, she didn't realize. Why hadn't he thought of that sooner? No matter, if Bella wanted it, Emmett would come around. He only hoped it would be painless for all involved.

"Come on, I can't wait to see Alice's face when she realizes we're together." Bella smiled. She had a suspicion Alice had always known how she felt about Edward and would be more than excited to see them together.

He grinned as he got out of the car, imagining the pixie's squeal of glee, walking quickly around to open Bella's door for her. Out of everyone, he suspected Alice would take this the best. As he held out a hand to pull Bella from the car, he was hit with a wave of the perfume she'd sprayed on earlier. It was perfect for her, a mix of flowers, berries, and Bella. Desire hit him again full force as he pulled her right into his arms and proceeded to kiss the living daylights out of her.

She grunted as her back hit the car and felt him press fully against her, obviously aroused. She thrilled to the sensation, wishing they could stay right there and continue what they'd started, as memories of the night before washed over her – tempting her. The piano fantasy had been better than anything she could have imagined. Edward had been so possessive, growling out how much he wanted her, how she was his and no one could make her feel the way he did. She wanted to throw caution to the wind and sink with him, but one thought rose to the top reminding her she had another mission tonight.

She was finally able to show her friends how happy she was. Edward was with her and she had the right to kiss, hug, or molest him in public if she wanted. Hell, just the ability to enjoy a meal and drinks with him was intoxicating. She'd waited too long for this moment and she wanted to announce it to the world. Plus, she really, really wanted to show off the hotness that was Edward that he was all hers.

Breathing hard, she grinned as she pulled back, lightly pushing away from him. "Come on, we can finish this later. Right now, I want to show off my very sexy, very handsome boyfriend." Fighting the very real, very strong urge to push him against the building, saying to hell with their friends and dinner plans, she grabbed his hand pulling him towards the entrance. He would make for a much tastier meal.

Edward couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face at her words, delighted to know she thought he was sexy. Her wanting to show him off gave his ego a big boost, along with another part of his body. He allowed her to lead the way, hoping his body calmed down in the time it took to get to their table. He really didn't want to face all their friends and family with a hard on.

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"Emmett, promise me you'll go easy on Bella tonight." Emmett groaned at Alice's words, taking another swig of the beer he held in his hand.

This was the refrain he'd been hearing from all of his friends, including his girlfriend, for most of the past half hour. He couldn't understand why they were giving him such a hard time about this.

"Come on guys. Some man is sending Bella flowers, and she won't tell me anything more than that they had a good conversation." He stopped to look over at Rose who rolled her eyes at him. "Since when does a good conversation result in a huge bouquet of flowers?"

"Spoken like a true romantic," Rose muttered under her breath as she sipped her drink. If she didn't love him so much, she'd probably have killed him by now.

"Come on Em, you know your sister. She's hardly dated, much less been out with us in the past year. If she's finally found someone that sparks her interest give her a break." Jasper's voice was easy and calm as he watched his friend fidget in his seat.

Usually, this behavior from Emmett would have been a source of amusement, but for reasons he really didn't want to divulge to the people at this table, Jasper wasn't laughing. Especially if he was right about what Bella had been up to and who she was up to it with.

"Well, you'd think she'd tell me about it, if she was seeing someone." Emmett delivered the words with a huff. Jasper had to hide his smile, his mind wandering back a few months, as he contemplated how Emmett would react to what might possibly go down here in a few minutes.

He'd never really listened to the radio, preferring his iPod knowing he would like all the music he listened to. However, after listening to Alice beg and plead with him to listen to some sexy late night weekend radio show, he'd finally given in and tuned in a few weeks ago. He'd been surprised, and a little turned on, by the frankness with which the DJ had talked about some pretty heated topics. He wasn't ashamed to admit that his body had responded, as he plotted on how to carry out some of his riskier fantasies with Alice

Yet as he continued to listen, something was tickling the back of his mind, and it wasn't until the next day that the realization hit him like a freight train.

He and Alice had met Bella for coffee, a Saturday morning ritual whenever their schedules allowed it. He enjoyed Bella's company. She had interesting opinions and could put Alice in her place like no one else. It was rather amusing to watch, and there was just something soothing about talking with her.

Which was why he'd nearly choked to death on his coffee when he'd realized he was sitting across from the voice that had inspired a lot of what he'd done to his girlfriend the night before.

Alice had pounded him on the back and Bella had looked worried as she watched them. He'd finally managed to get himself under control and assure them his coffee had just gone down the wrong tube. Despite the look Alice was giving him, he'd quickly turned the conversation onto other topics, needing time to process what he'd realized.

Bella Swan was Antonia Marie. He was certain of it. He'd watched her carefully as she and Alice continued to chat about things, trying to put the pieces together in his mind. He'd always had a thing for voices, recognizing and remembering them, so it hadn't been too surprising that hearing Bella speak would trigger his mind to finally put the pieces together.

Bella was usually a fixture on their weekend outings, or at least she had been until a few months ago. She'd found more and more excuses to beg off for the evenings. No one had questioned it, simply because it was Bella, always studying, always busy, but it made sense now. A lot of sense.

He only wondered why Alice hadn't figured out that the host of the show she loved so much was one of her best friends, and the sister of one of his. His mind suddenly blanched as he realized what might happen if Emmett ever found out what his baby sister was up to on her weekend nights. Especially because he was pretty sure Alice had told him she'd been turned onto the program by Rose and Emmett.

"Jasper, are you okay?" Bella's voice brought him back to the present. Looking at her curious face, and Alice's amused one, he decided then and there to keep his thoughts to himself, saying something about work was distracting him. Bella obviously had a lot of reasons for becoming Antonia Marie, and while he was extremely curious, he knew it was best left alone for now. For now.

Which brought him back to the present, sipping his drink, wondering about what could happen if what he'd thought might have happened over the weekend, actually had. It was just a guess, but he was pretty sure of things after the Antonia Marie radio show last night, especially after listening to Emmett talk about his visit to Edward that morning. Tonight could be very, very interesting in more ways than one.

"You okay, Jazz?" He smiled at Alice's voice in his ear, leaning over to kiss her quickly. "I'm fine, just enjoying listening to Emmett rant."

Alice grinned and turned back to where Emmett was still going on about whoever was sending Bella flowers. She was dying of curiosity and intended to get to the bottom of this tonight, just perhaps in a more subtle way than Emmett.

"I just don't know why she wouldn't tell me?" Emmett knew he sounded whiny but he couldn't help it. He'd always been protective of Bella. It was ingrained in the definition of "older brother." They usually told each other everything, and he wasn't happy with the thought of her keeping secrets from him.

"You're her brother," Alice gave him a pointed look as she continued, "and we've all seen how you react to men interested in Bella. Why do you think she hasn't said anything?"

Emmett sighed, realizing they all had a point, but not wanting to admit it yet. Huffing, he took another pull on his beer, looking around the bar and wondering where Bella was, she usually wasn't late. He frowned as he realized who else wasn't there. "Hey, anyone hear from Edward?"

Rose raised an eyebrow. "Should we have?"

Emmett sighed, running a hand through his hair, his eyes taking on a new light. "He said he'd be here, and if he tries to wuss out on answering questions about his new woman, I'm never going to let him live it down."

"Why do you care so much?" Jasper said, having difficulty keeping the amusement out of his voice.

"Because, he said it wasn't one of his nurses, but I think he's lying." Emmett grinned and chugged some more of his beer. "I mean, come on, have you seen those women who lust after him, you'd have to be a monk to not want to tap any of them."

"You know, it's rather unhealthy this obsession you have with other people's love lives." Rosalie's voice was cool. "Someone might think your own love life is lacking something if you're so invested in Edward and Bella's."

Emmett realized he'd messed up and turned to look at his girlfriend knowing he needed to do some quick damage control. This is why he missed Alice's expression as she noticed something across the room, and why her shriek brought his head whipping around quickly to stare in the direction she was looking.

His jaw dropped as he registered what he was seeing.

He was going to kill Edward.

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