A/N: Shout out to my peeps! (That was so ten years ago, I apologize.) What I meant was, I love you guys. Thank you for reading my drivel.

When I first opened this chapter, it was from Emmett's POV, but later I felt like Rosalie wasn't getting enough face time, so I changed everything around to her POV. I'm kind of sorry I did because it was much hotter in Emmett's POV, IMO. But, oh, well. You learn something new every day. Apparently, I'm better at the smut thing when it's in a guy's POV. Lesson learned.

I hope that didn't ruin it for you…

Chapter 9 - A Bit Of Fluff

RPOV

Slowly, I came closer to consciousness, leaving behind a yummy dream featuring a naked, tied-up Emmett and some of that new canned cool whip. I felt Emmett turn over in bed beside me. Trying to not move or open my eyes in order to put off the awkward 'next morning' conversation, I felt his stare on my body and his warm breath near my face. What was he doing? Just watching me sleep? This was new… No guy had just watched me sleep before.

Deciding to distract myself, I ran through yesterday and last night's activities with him during my self-imposed coma. We had ended up having sex five times throughout the day, deciding to take a break after number three for some food and a shower. Which had led to number four. Then a nap, and after waking up, we vegged out in front of my television, watching 'American Idol', curled up on the couch. Emmett had been so cute, throwing popcorn at the contestants and telling each one that he or she sucked, that I couldn't resist him any longer. I needed him inside of me that second. Number five had lasted a while… long after 'Idol' was over. Just thinking about everything we did made me ache and longing for him again.

I felt his hand softly trail over my hip bone and dip down to run along the inside of my thigh. He grazed his knuckles up my stomach and over my breast, pulling a little at my budded nipple. Then he softly kissed me. I broke my composure and faintly smiled, but kept my eyes closed, wondering what else he would do.

He cupped my breast in his palm, lightly kissing and nipping along my jaw line and down my throat. I reluctantly moaned, unable to keep it in. Then I felt his hot, wet mouth replace his hand on my breast. When he latched onto my taunt nipple, I cried out, my eyes flying open.

I craved the hard, deliciously masculine texture of him, absorbing his scent and warmth greedily. Working my hands through his curls, I pressed his face closer to my breast, arching my back to get even closer. He teased and sucked, trading off between swirling his tongue and lightly pulling with his lips.

He slipped his fingers down to the soft folds of my pussy. He dipped one finger to my clit and began a slow circular motion, making me moan loudly. I opened my legs wider to grant him more access. I strained for more contact, trying to get as close to him as possible, my eyelids too heavy to keep open any longer.

He slipped his thumb down, rubbing against my clit a little rougher than before, causing fire to lick my insides. I moaned for more. Another finger drifted down, teasing my entrance as his thumb continued to stroke me. My breathing picked up, my heart pounded in my chest, and I moved restlessly against him, moaning for release. Emmett plunged his finger into me and pulled it back out, playing with me.

More. I need more, I screamed in my head.

Thankfully, he turned me onto my back and settled between my hips. My eyes fluttered open, drowsy from sleep and hazy with passion. He looked down at me, a lust-inducing smile plastered on his face.

"Now. I need you now," I moaned, guiding him to my soaked entrance.

Slowly, he sank in, groaning in delight. I hitched my legs around his waist, drawing him further in. He drove himself into me again and again, our pace picking up with each thrust until I was frantic with need. Pressure built up in the pit of my stomach and heat slowly spread throughout my body until, at last, I let go and cried out, lost in a blinding orgasm. He thrust into me one last time and shuddered through his own release.

Emmett collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily. He was heavy, but I loved the feel of him against me. He rolled onto his side, pulling me along until I was curled against his side, my head resting on his shoulder.

I looked up at him from under my lashes, almost shy about what had taken place, even after spending almost an entire day naked around him. "Morning."

He grinned, stroking my hair. "Good morning, beautiful."

I sighed blissfully, and snuggled closer to him. Cupping my cheek in his hand, he kissed my forehead, then pulled the sheet up over us.

It was early still. No reason for either of us to get up for hours. I smiled, wholly content, and went back to sleep.

EPOV

"Edward Cullen! Tell me everything, right this instant!" demanded the very annoying, over exuberant voice of the tiny pixie.

"Can you control your girlfriend before I start flinging this sizzling hot bacon at her face?" I asked Jasper calmly, flipping over a pancake on the stove.

Jasper snorted, not even answering me. I didn't care. I was in much too good a mood for Alice to get on my nerves today.

"Edward…" Alice growled, standing right beside me now.

"Okay, okay. I'll tell you. Just back away from the cooking area," I said sternly, waving her away with the spatula I was holding. A bit of pancake batter flew off and hit her forehead.

She glared at me and I shrugged in response. "Told you."

She grunted, turned on her heel and joined Jasper on the bar stools in my kitchen. Alice had woken up exceptionally early this morning and dragged Jasper over to my place to get every last detail about my date out of me.

I figured the least I could do was cook them breakfast for waking me up at 5:30 a.m., a full hour and a half before I needed to be up on a Thursday. Stupid, infuriating sister and her incessant need for information.

I knew disclosing the entire truth about how I had ended up going out with Bella was dangerous, especially in the hands of Alice, so I decided to condense it. A lot. "I met her on Monday, ran into her on campus on Tuesday, asked her out, and we had dinner last night. That's it."

"That is NOT it! You're leaving out stuff," Alice huffed, turning to Jasper for support. He, wisely, chose to keep out of this sibling dispute.

"What happened last night? Where did you take her?" Alice asked, making her questions more specific so that I had to answer them the way she wanted.

"We went to Carnegie's. It was nice," I answered, purposefully being vague. God, I loved irritating her when I was in this good a mood, which was almost never. It made life so much sweeter.

"Are you going to see her again?"

"Yes. We made plans to go out again tomorrow night."

"Why aren't you going out tonight for Valentine's?" Alice asked quizzically.

"We talked about it and decided that since this was so new, there was no need to," I explained. At the time, our decision had made sense, but that didn't stop me from agreeing with my sister. I wanted to shower Bella with flowers, chocolates, and more kissing today. Definitely more kissing.

"Can I meet her on Friday?" Alice asked, dropping her voice and adding a slight quiver. Oh, she was good. No wonder she had Jasper wrapped around her finger.

"I guess, if you insist upon it, you can meet her then," I said, sighing inside. I would have to make sure to warn Bella, but considering her roommate choice, maybe she already knew how to handle an Alice.

"Yes! Thank you Edward! Thank you!" Alice jumped up and down in her stool, a huge smile on her face.

"Okay, enough talk about my love life. Time for breakfast," I said, shoveling food onto plates and handing them over to a very happy Alice and a thankful Jasper.

I chewed on some bacon, recalling my conversation with Bella last night. Since she had class the next morning, I kept it short, but it was still great to hear her voice before I went to bed. I had dreamt about her all last night, some of my dreams leaving me sweaty and aching for her. That kiss had been electric. I couldn't wait to do it again.

"Have you heard from Emmett lately?" Jasper asked me suddenly, interrupting my thoughts.

"No, not since Tuesday. Why?"

"He canceled on us last night, and never came home."

I shrugged. "Sounds like he hooked up with someone. I don't see why that's any cause for alarm."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. It's just, he sounded so weird when he talked to me yesterday," Jasper said, frowning at his plate. He looked up and shook whatever was bothering him off. "It's probably nothing. Forget I asked."

Hours later, alone in my office, I was finally done for the day. I shuffled together the papers I needed to take home with me and put them in my satchel. I desperately wanted to call Bella, to hear her soothing voice for my frayed nerves, and to invite her out for tonight instead of waiting until tomorrow.

It was especially hard on me whenever I remembered she was just minutes away from me, across campus. I could go see her whenever I wanted, since I knew her class schedule. As tempting as it was, I knew maintaining my distance from her the next couple of days during nonscheduled times would be more beneficial for me in the long run, rather than creeping her out by showing up randomly wherever she was.

I couldn't stop dwelling on that kiss from last night, though. And the way that I propositioned her like that? What had I been thinking? I guess the real question was what had I been thinking with?

Running my hand through my hair, messing it up even further beyond repair, I made myself concentrate on getting home before I spaced out and daydreamed about Bella again.

Suddenly, someone knocked on my office door.

"Come in," I answered, painfully aware that I still technically had another half hour left in my posted office hours. The daydreaming will have to be put on hold for a while.

I didn't look up from the last-minute preparations I was doing so I could head home after finishing up with this unexpected visitor. The door opened and shut quickly. I glanced up and my jaw dropped.

"Hi," Bella said softly, lifting her hand meekly in a wave.

"Hey," I replied, shaking myself out of the stupor I was in. Had I fallen asleep? Was this a dream? I decided to go with it, not caring either way. "What are you doing here?"

"I thought I'd pay you a visit. I figured it was only fair I showed up at your office this time, since you came to my classroom last time," she explained, her gaze wandering around my compact office, taking in the pictures and random personal effects scattered on the bookshelves and walls.

"Hey! I know her!" she exclaimed suddenly, pointing to a picture on the wall.

My heart sank. I knew which picture she was pointing at without having to get up, but I wanted to make sure before I said anything. Besides, I loving having an excuse to get closer to her.

I rose from my chair and walked over to stand beside her. Seeing who Bella was pointing at, my stomach turned. This was not possible. "You know my sister?"

"That's your sister? Huh," she said thoughtfully.

Huh? What was that 'huh' for? I have to be dreaming this. I was dropped into Twilight Zone Bizarro world and this isn't real, I thought frantically, trying to imagine the thousand of different ways Bella might have run across Alice over the years.

The picture was from last Christmas. Jasper, Alice, Emmett and I were posed in front of my parent's Christmas tree. I had framed and hung this picture because I loved how you could see the joy in that moment. My mother had taken it, catching me and Emmett laughing at something stupid, and Jasper and Alice were wrapped around each other, radiating love.

"How do you know my sister?" I asked slowly, not entirely certain I wanted to hear the answer.

"Do you remember the outfit I wore last night?" she asked, pausing for my confirmation. When I nodded, she continued, "She helped me pick it out."

That didn't seem so bad. At least it was better than, that crazy girl showed up at my house this morning demanding to talk to me, which is what I had been imagining.

"It was actually kind of funny. She kept talking to me as if she had known me her entire life," Bella admitted, still studying the picture.

"She does that," I muttered, staring unabashedly at Bella. My gaze kept dropping down to her lips. Her perfect, pink, full –

Too late I realized Bella had caught me staring at her mouth. Crap.

I gave her a half-smile, trying to dispel any awkwardness that had been created between us, and moved a step back, giving her some space. It was dangerous to stand that close to her.

"You know she owns that store," I said hastily, keeping us on topic, even if that topic was Alice.

"Really? Why would she help me if she owns the boutique?" Bella asked, perplexed. Her nose scrunched up in the cutest way. She was too adorable for her own good.

I shrugged. "I guess she took a shine to you. We Cullens are excellent judges of character."

A delicate pink blush crept across her face, swiftly followed by a shy smile. "Is that right?"

"Absolutely," I confirmed. "You, Bella, have been marked a person of outstanding character now. It's not everyday that Alice and I agree on something, but about you, I have a feeling we are in complete agreement."

"Hmm," she mused, surprising me by stepping forward so that we now stood inches apart. I could feel the heat from her body through my clothes. I greatly wanted to drag her closer to me, but fought against the urge.

"I have a confession to make," she whispered, looking up into my eyes. Her tongue flicked out of her mouth, wetting her bottom lip.

My heart jumped and all the blood in my head left to hang out in a more southern body part. "What's that?" I somehow choked out, curling my hands into fists so I didn't grab her shoulders and kiss her senseless, like my body was begging me to.

She reached up, placing a hand flat on my chest. My heart hammered wildly. Slowly, her shy smile turned to one of delight. Obviously she was enjoying my reaction to her.

Leaning in closer, she dropped her voice even lower, forcing me to move my head down to catch her words. "I've been thinking of nothing else but that kiss we shared last night. And I was wondering… if you wished to repeat it?"

I froze in shock. Holy shit! Did she really just ask me to kiss her?

This was proof that I was dreaming. I had to be. Regardless, I sure as hell wasn't going to deny my dream Bella anything. Wanting to prolong this as long as possible, I forced myself to take it slow, unclenching one of my hands and raising it to cup her cheek.

I drew in one deep breath and let it go, staring into her melted chocolate eyes, looking for any sign of hesitation or regret. Finding none, ever so slowly, I lowered my head and lightly brushed my lips against hers.

She threw her arms around my neck, pressing against me. I gasped in surprise, but recovered quickly and pressed harder against her parted lips. My hands cupped the back of her head and angled her better, forcing our connection to become deeper. I moaned, a sound filled with hunger and need, and she responded in turn.

One of my hands slipped from its hold in her silken hair, caressing the length of her back before cupping her butt and urging her up and into my body. The feel of her pressed against the hard ridge of my arousal made me want to weep with joy. She felt so right in my arms. I smiled as delightful licks of flame raced through my blood. The heat between us was amazing, more intense than I had ever known.

She pulled back, her breath coming out in short pants. I continued dropping soft kisses along her jaw line and face, unable to tear my lips from her skin.

"Edward…" she moaned. My heart soared, and I crushed my lips back on hers, hungry for the taste of her. My tongue darted in and out of her sweet mouth as my hips rolled into hers.

At some point in our passionate kiss, we had moved backward so my body was now pressing Bella into the wall. This sexual need I felt was much too powerful to be a dream, which meant this was real.

Oh, God. I'm dry-humping Bella against my office wall, I realized in horror, forcing myself to stop. She had not asked to be assaulted in my office.

I reluctantly unlocked my lips from hers, pulling back, and drew in ragged breaths. Her eyelids leisurely opened, her eyes glazed over in passion. This was the image I would be dreaming about tonight.

"I'll take that as a yes," she whispered breathlessly.

Looking at her, puzzled, it hit me that she was talking about her 'do you want to kiss me' question. "That was a definite yes," I laughed, stepped back and releasing her from my embrace. My body immediately missed her warmth.

Running a hand through my hair, I tried to figure out what to say next. What's the protocol for thanking someone for sharing the best kiss of your life with you? Does a simple 'thank you' suffice? Is a diamond bracelet too much?

Bella cleared her throat and swept her eyes to the door. "I should probably go."

Should I ask her to stay? Maybe go somewhere with me? It felt wrong for her to leave after we had shared a moment like that.

She took my silence for agreement with her statement and turned to leave.

"Wait," I entreated, the word coming out louder than I had planned. Lowering my voice to a normal decibel, I continued, "What are you doing tonight?"

She turned back around to face me, fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "I don't know. Ang and Rachel both have dates, so I'm soloing tonight."

My decision was practically made for me. There was no way I could allow her to spend Valentine's alone.

"Do you wanna grab some dinner with me?" I asked, keeping my tone relaxed. I didn't want her to think she was obligated to say yes. When she hesitated though, I couldn't help but add, "Somewhere casual. How do you feel about Subway?"

"I love Subway," she confessed, smiling.

"So do I. Is that a yes, then?"

"That was definitely a yes," she teased, repeating what I had told her not three minutes before.

I grinned, remembering that incredible kiss as well. "Let me just grab my stuff."

"Okay."

I walked back around behind my desk and stuffed the rest of the papers I needed into my bag. Two consecutive dinners with Bella. And tomorrow would make three. I smiled, elated at my continuing good fortune.

God, don't let it run out any time soon, I prayed, grabbing my coat and holding the door open for Bella.