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"I'm so full, I feel like I'm going to burst." I laughed as I swung my apartment door open and rushed in waving Edward in behind me.

"I can't believe you've been here for almost two years and still hadn't been to Jekyll & Hyde's." He shook his head in mock disappointment and chuckled at me when I merely shrugged my shoulders.

"Yeah well, I'm a tourist flunkey." I flopped myself down onto the middle of the couch, threw my head back and sighed. "Hell, I lived in Forks for over 18 years and had only been to the Space Needle once in all that time." I felt the couch sink to my left and rolled my head to the side only to see his crooked smile.

"Is he here?" Edward whispered conspiratorially as he leaned in closer and placed his warm hand on my naked knee. I glanced quickly at the clock over his shoulder and shook my head.

"Their game shouldn't be over for at least another twenty minutes." I whispered back, and the butterflies that had been fluttering around wildly in my stomach all day chose that particular moment to ramp up their movements. I raised my eyes to look at him, and he slowly raised his free hand to gently cup my cheek before his lips rested lightly over mine.

"Good." He whispered right before he pulled my bottom lip between both of his. My eyes closed as his hand moved from my cheek to the nape of my neck, holding me firmly and bringing my lips closer towards his. After uncounted minutes of soft nibbles and light kisses I pulled back slightly to look into his now desire darkened green eyes.

"Was that for the experiment or another part of my assignment?" I gasped as I rested my hand on his chest, silently willing myself to gather the strength needed to push him away.

"What would you say if I told you that it was neither?" He covered my hand with his and looked into my eyes. "What would you say if I told you that Emmett is nothing more than a stupid jock that simply wasn't smart enough to snatch you up the minute he met you?" He brought his other hand up to cup my cheek and ran his thumb over my lower lip. "What would you say if I told you that I'm not willing to make that same mistake?"

"Edward," I gasped out his name in shock. He pulled his hand away from my cheek and placed a finger against my lips, effectively silencing my protest, while entwining his fingers with mine, our joined hands still resting over his chest.

"Would you be willing to give someone else a chance?" The uncertainty of his question rang in his voice and caused my stomach to clench uncomfortably in a whole new way.

"I don't know Edward." I swallowed thickly as I pulled my hand from his and moved to the other side of the couch. He shook his head and clasped his hands tightly in his lap.

"All I'm asking is for a shot here Bella. We have already gone on a couple dates. We get along great, conversation flows freely between us, and even in silence I feel completely comfortable with you. Would you be willing to drop this experiment, one to prove that a man who obviously doesn't deserve you like's you, and see if you can like someone who is more than willing to tell you how he already feels after such a short time of knowing you?"

Could I? I mean, in truth, there was no logical reason why Emmett would want me. How could I even think that the Jock and the Book Worm would make a good pair? I mean really, would Emmett be willing to dump all his bimbos and have a relationship with me? It seemed impossible to think that he would even consider such a thing. But Edward… Edward seemed ready, and more than willing, to take the leap. God, I just don't know. I have wanted Emmett for so long, how can I just up and move on to someone else without really taking the time to go over the pros and cons. OR… Hell, maybe I'm over thinking everything and should just jump at the opportunity. I mean, that is what college is all about right? Going out, having fun, meeting new and interesting people: it's all about the college experience, right?

I looked up from my musing to see that Edward had shifted closer toward me, his hand rested on my knee once more. I took a deep breath and opened my mouth right at the front door slammed into the wall and loud voices filled the room.

"What the fuck is he doing here?" Emmett slurred drunkenly as he was helped into the room by both Sam and Jared.

"What's going on?" I asked as I jumped up from the couch and rushed over to their side and began looking Emmett over head to toe, searching for an injury of some sort.

"We didn't have enough players today so we decided to go and get a couple beers and watch whatever teams were on the big screens down at Sharky's." Jared explained as Emmett pulled away from him and stumbled over to me. He wrapped his arms around my back and placed a sloppy kiss to my cheek.

"I missed you today. Bells." I looked at Sam and Jared for help as his large heavy frame leaned on mine, pushing me backwards, causing us both to fall into the wall behind me. They both chuckled as Jared took hold of Emmett's arm and pulled him back into a standing position.

"Dude, you're gonna crush her with your fat ass." Sam laughed as he put his arm around me and kissed my cheek.

"Ok, so beers at Sharky's?" I waved my hand up and down in front of Emmett and glared at him. "Why the hell is he so fucked up?"

"You know how Paul and Em get." Jared shrugged, I rolled my eyes knowing full well that their 'couple of beers' turned into a full-fledged competition of who could drink who under the table.

"I still want to know what the fuck you're doing here." I looked over to see Emmett glaring at Edward, who was now standing up and walking over to my side. "Didn't I tell you to stay away from her?"

"I think I do remember you saying something about that," Edward gave him a cocky smile, "but it doesn't seem that she shares your sentiments."

"You're not good enough for her." Emmett yelled at him as Jared led him to the couch and shoved him into it.

"Really?" Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and laughed as Emmett's eyes turned harsh. "And tell me, who would be good enough for Bella? Someone who didn't even have the balls to tell her how he feels, someone who only cared enough to make sure that she was just as lonely as he was?"

"Edward!" I gasped as I watched Emmett's eyes drop in what looked like shame and guilt.

"Tell me Emmett, do you really think she deserves someone who still isn't sure if he can even get over his floundering ways and be the one-woman man that she deserves?"

"That's enough." Jared spat as he took a step towards Edward. "I completely understand where you're coming from dude, but really, he's so gone right now you're not helping anything. And if you haven't noticed, Bella doesn't look too happy about what you're saying right now either." At his words I pulled my gaze from Emmett's and finally felt the tears that were falling from my eyes. I shook my head and wiped frantically at my face, trying to get rid of the evidence of my weakness.

Edward turned towards me and gasped as he took in my red-rimmed eyes and tear streaked face. I cringed at the look of pleading in his eyes as his fingers brushed away a few more of my wayward tears. "Forgive me, please?" I nodded and swallowed thickly.

"Of course, but I think you should go for now." He nodded and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"Please think about what I asked?" He whispered warmly into my ear. I nodded once as I followed him to the door. "Call me, please." He whispered once again as his fingers traced my bottom lips.

"I will." I whispered before closing the door behind him leaning all my weight against the cold wood.

"Bell's, you ok sweetie?" Sam asked as a warm hand rested on my shoulder. I shuddered as I nodded and wiped away a few more tears.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Could you two get him into his room for me please? I'll go get a Gatorade and some aspirin; he'll need it in the morning." I waved them away without looking anyone in the eyes as I walked to the kitchen.

"I'm so sorry Isabella." Emmett called mournfully through the silent house before both Sam and Jared pulled him into his room.

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"I just don't… UGH… Can't you just tell me what to do, Christ, what to think." I hissed as I nervously paced the hallway while I franticly ran my fingers through thought my hair.

"So not going to happen, Chick." Angela's laughter only caused my sour mood to intensify. "Calm down Bella. Ok, now explain what happened to me once more, just this time, could you try to do it in a voice and speed that I can decipher." I ripped at my hair as I slid down the wall next to Emmett's door. I say there, silent for a moment, listening to his heavy snores through the thin wood barrier.

"Did you get any of it?" I asked before resting my head back and taking a deep breath.

"Edward said something about wanting to eat you, which honestly doesn't surprise me I have been told from a few of his exes that the man is a God with his lips and tongue."

"Oh my fucking GOD, Ang, that is your brother-in-law you're talking about. And when in the hell did I say anything that had to deal with him eating me?" I huffed, my desperation causing me to whisper-yell. "He said that he wants to date me, he wants me to give up this stupid experiment and give being with him a shot."

"OK… wow… so didn't see that coming." She said distractedly. I gasped as pulled the phone away from my ear and glared at the screen, half-hoping she could feel the daggers I was sending her way.

"What? You don't think…" I started to say before she hurriedly cut me off.

"No…You… Don't…Get that thought out of your head right now, Isabella Swan. I know that you are more than worthy of Edward, hell- in truth, he's not worthy of you. I just didn't see him falling for you so fast. The boy has a track record of taking his time, sitting back and waiting 'til the person he's interested in is old and gray before he makes a decision like that. He's good for the 'wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am thing', but the whole relationship thing, that's… just… wow." I groaned as I hit my head on the wall a couple times.

"So not helping right now. Couldn't you have simply said that he was a serial relationship jumper, and I'm just one more notch to add to his bedpost?"

"I could have, but then I would have been lying, and I won't do that to you. I'll lie to Ben and Edward every single day of the year, but not to you Bella."

"I know, and normally I would thank you for that," I chuckled. "I would do it now if my normally non-existent relationship life wasn't about to blow up in my face."

"It's not going to blow up, you just have to do your famous pros and cons lists to see which could be your best choice." She stated confidently. "Wait, didn't you say something about Edward going off on a very drunk Emmett? At least I hope to God you said 'going off' and not down... You know what, that thought might actually be kind of hot; can we go back to that scenario once this is taken care of?"

"Fine, sure, whatever Ang. Just fucking help me out here already." I rested my forehead on my raised knees and sighed.

"Ok, ok, sorry sweetie. Ok, so Edward went off on Emmett by saying what again?"

"Just that I deserved a man who was willing to come out and tell me how he feels, not hide from it."

"Oh, wow, go Eddie! Come on Bella, the man needed to hear it from someone, and yeah it may have been better from someone who didn't want you for himself, but I think that it was good for him to hear it anyway."

"Ang." I growled and pushed myself off the floor, to start my pacing once again. "Emmett was so drunk I swear it just went in one ear and out the other."

"Wow." I nodded to myself and then stopped in my tracks when I realized that the house was perfectly silent.

"No snoring." I gasped as I rushed to Emmett's door and threw it open in a rush to make sure he hadn't died in his own vomit. "Oh… My… Fucking… God." I hissed into my phone.

"What? Bella, what's wrong? Is he ok, do I need to call 911?" Angela rushed out.

"Naked…" I whispered as I let my gaze linger slowly over Emmett's sleeping form.

"Are you telling me that the God of all bodies is completely naked in front of you right now?" Angela hissed and I swear I could hear her car keys jingling in the background.

"Yeah… well, no… I mean his comforter is wrapped around his… fuck Ang, even his hip is perfect." I hissed as I leaned against the door frame and hungrily took in his body once more. His naked muscular frame lay across his mattress. His blankets bundled up at his feet, all except for the corner of his stark white down comforter that unfortunately fell perfectly over his manhood, concealing it from my sight. "He is just so perfect." I whispered, well aware that I was nearly whining, before my roaming eyes stopped when they met a pair of bloodshot ones. "Fuck, he's awake. I'll call you later Ang." I hung up before she could say anything and took a deep breath.

"How you feeling, Em?" I asked him in a small voice.

"Bella, I… Can I… I mean… fuck, my head is killing me." he stuttered, then he groaned before throwing his arm over his eyes.

"Do you need me to get you some more aspirin?" I asked as I continued to stare at him.

"No…" He sat up way too fast and I felt nothing but sympathy for him as his face turned slightly green. "No... I want…no, I need… fuck!" he looked around the room not meeting my eyes. "Be a fucking man." He hissed to himself before leaning against his headboard and taking a deep breath.

"Ok, well…I'm just going to go and get..." I stammered as I tried to slither out the still open door.

"Wait Bella, please. I need to talk to you."