DISCLAIMER: Still don't own… but haven a lot of fun..

Sorry about last week, family, Thanksgiving and sickness hit all at once…

And I know I totally suck with replying to reviews… I'm so sorry.. I will do much better next time I promise… ;)

Thank you Emmy for the pics this week.

I even used two this time..

Had to make up for missing last week and all.

And once again hugs and kisses to my awesome beta Sassyvampmama…. Where would I be without you

"Umm… Talk?" I swallowed nervously and looked straight into his deep blue eyes, before my own eyes drifted down his hard chest and finally stopped at his now uncovered lap. I had to stifle my moan when I saw that his blanket had completely fallen away from him in the process of him sitting up. My eyes shot over to the window on the other side of the room, after taking in a short; oh, who the hell am I kidding- a long look at this semi-softened member, and took a stuttering breath. "Now?"

"Yes." I heard what sounded like desperation in his voice and sighed.

"Don't you think it could wait…"

"No." he practically screamed and I closed my eyes when I heard the springs of his bed moan. I took a deep breath, and with my eyes still closed, I waved my hand in the air.

"til' you put on some shorts or something?"

"Oh shit." he hissed and then cursed once again after I heard the sound of flesh and bone meeting something solid.

"You know I keep telling you to move that end table, one of these days you're gonna break a toe."

"Fuck… fuck… fuck… Ok. Hold on…" I laughed as I listened to his hopping around the room. "Ok, I'm decent now."

I opened my eyes slowly as I turned my head toward his voice and giggled once I saw Emmett standing against his dresser in the ugliest pair of pants I have ever seen. "What in the hell are you wearing?" I laughed as I pointed to a very colorful striped pair of skin-tight pants. And let me tell you, these things were so tight that they hugged his very well defined manhood. Hell, I'm pretty sure I got more of an eyeful with the striped monstrosities then I did when the comforter fell away. He looked down and his face flushed.

"Shit, I thought I threw these things out." he said under his breath as he looked around the room in a panic for anything else he could wear.

"Please tell me they were a gag gift." I had tears streaming down my face as I gasped for breath from laughing so hard.

"Alice bought them for me during her last season in Malan." He explained this to me with his hands on his hips, trying with all his might to keep a straight face.

"Your sister actually paid money for those?" I was in awe as I pointed at the offending pair of pants, which still couldn't take away from the Adonis-like perfection of his sculpted stomach and chest. The man, even in the ugliest pair of pants in the world, was still a God.

"A lot from what I was told." He huffed before looking down at the offending pair of pants and gave a loud laugh. "They are pretty ugly, aren't they?" he shrugged his shoulders before he turned around and pick up something else. "Turn around while I put something decent on." He twirled his finger in a circle and I smiled as I agreed to his demand. "Ok, its safe turn around Bell's." I shook my head as he grinned and motioned over his tight blood-red Calvin Kline's.

"How many times have I told you," I waved my hand up and down in the air, "that is not decent." He shrugged and I watched as a satisfied smile pulled at the edges of his lips.

"The important parts are covered. Can we talk now?" He motioned toward the bed and I swallowed once more before I nodded and walked around to the opposite side his naked ass had just been. I sat myself gingerly on the mattress, pulling a pillow into my lap and resting my back against the deep cherry wood headboard.

"Ok… what's up, Em?" I asked quietly and turned my body towards his. I watched as he flopped down onto his side of the bed, and copied my position. He took a couple deep breaths and I was shocked to see a ting of pick fill his cheeks. "Are you…" I placed my hand against his cheek to feel the warmth. "Are you blushing Mr. McCarty?" I took a sharp intake of breath in surprise as his hand came up to cover mine.

"Maybe," he sighed. He leaned into my touch for a moment before pulling our hands from his cheek and resting them on his bare leg. I tried to gently pull my hand from his but he shook his head and entwined our fingers instead.

"Why?" I whispered as I stared down at our hands, his thumb making slow circles on my wrist.

"I…" he tugged on our hands causing me to look up into his eyes. "I…" I raised an eyebrow to him and offered a weary yet hopefully encouraging smile.

"Emmett, this is me you're talking to, you've never have a problem telling me how it is before. What's going on?"

"Fuckwar…" he closed his eyes and cursed under his breath, then reopened them to look back into mine. "I mean… Edward." I was startled when his bright and happy eyes went dark and his lips pulled tight into a straight line after literally growling out his name.

"Edward…?" I shook my head and sighed as I patted his knee with my free hand, and looked back down to our entwined hands. "Is this about what he said to you last night?"

I glanced up to see him cringe at that and felt my stomach clench. "I'm… I'm sorry he said all those things to you, he has this stupid idea that..." I shook my head and sighed. "He's wrong." Emmett placed a finger over my lips to silence me and smiled weakly once I raised my eyes to his.

"He was right Bell's." He shook his head and ran his fingers though his hair before throwing his head back and slammed it a couple times against the wall above the headboard.

"He… was…right?" I asked, fighting with myself to just sit back and not stop him from hurting himself.

I was startled and even squeaked like a little girl when he shoved himself off the bed with a loud 'fuck' and started to pace the room, tugging on his brown curls.

"He was right; you do deserve a one-woman man." He paused in his pacing long enough to look at me and sigh, before he continued his fast paced murder of his carpet. "You deserve someone who sees only you in a room full of half-naked woman." He shook his head as he walked over to my side of the bed, knelt next to me, and grasped both of my hands in his.

"You deserve someone who is willing to skate out of the biggest party of the year to go and watch the new tear-jerker at the theater."

"I hate tear-jerkers, you know that Em." His face lit up and he nodded.

"Does Edward?" I shook my head and his smile got even bigger. "You deserve so much Bella, so much more then I…" he stopped himself and looked deep into my eyes before he brought my hand up to his lips and placed a light kiss across the knuckles.

"I don't know Edward, and I'm really not sure I'm willing to take the time to get to know him, but I do know you. I know that you would prefer to snuggle up on the couch and geek-out over every single Star Trek movie ever made then watch the newest blockbuster. I also know all about your obsession with movies that were adapted from those geeky comic books you have hidden in the back of your closet." I kicked at his thigh and shushed him as I glared menacingly at him before giggling. He took a deep breath and placed another kiss on my hand.

"What I don't know is if you two have already moved from the friendly-dating stage to the boyfriend/girlfriend-labeling stage yet." He stopped and took a deep breath before he bit the inside of his cheek, something that I learned early in our living arrangement meant he was about to move into uncomfortable territory for him.

"No." I whispered and squeezed his hand lightly.

"No?" he raised his eyebrows and looked into my eyes, searching for what I swear were all of answers hidden in my soul.

"No, he's not my boyfriend." I explained in a strained voice. "He… he asked me to think about the possibility though."

"Have you?" His eyes begged me for an answer, but I didn't completely understand what question he was asking.

"Somewhat, I guess. It really all…" I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of my own. Could I really tell him that it all depended on him, on what he wanted from me?

"What if…" he took another deep breath and squeezed my hand. This caused my eyes to open and I could only look into his bright begging blues. "What if I asked the same?" I gasped as my shaking hands tightened around his.

"What? I don't… I don't understand." I stammered and shook my head as I tried hard to control my shaking hands. Emmett stood up higher on his knees and pulled my body into his. He wrapped his arms around my waist, rested his head on my shoulder, and cradled me in his arms.

"What about me?" he whispered into my neck and I shivered as his hot breath caressed my sensitive skin. "I've… fuck Bella, how have you not noticed it?" I felt his arms tighten around me and his head shake.

"N… Noticed what?" I stammered as I dug the pads of my fingers into his shoulder blades. He looked up, his nose brushed against my chin before he smiled and winked.

"Before you give him an answer, would you be willing to go out with someone else to make sure he is your right choice?"

"Maybe?" My answer came out sounding more like a question, I was so confused. I really thought he was going to tell me to dump Edwards's skinny, yet fine ass and run away to some deserted island with him, when instead he was only trying to help me decide if Edward was right for me or not. Guess that was what I got when I let my imagination run away with me; fucking Ang and her romantic movie-inspired ideas.

"Bella, would you go out with me?" His eyes bore into mine as he chewed on the inside of his cheek once more. I sighed and shook my head in resignation.

"I didn't know you hated him so much." I brought my hand up to cup his cheek and pressed a disappointed kiss to his forehead. "You don't have to pretend with me Em. Just tell me you don't like him and I won't have him around you." His jaw dropped and he stared at me like I was the stupidest person in the world.

"You think…" he stammered before sitting back on his heels and shaking his head in amusement. "Wow, Bell's for someone so smart you really are dense." My eyes got wide and I bit back my retort, but only because his fingers once again covered my lips.

"I don't want to go out with you to keep Fuckwa… I mean, Edward away from me. I want to go out with you because I honestly like you. And I really can't believe you couldn't see it. I mean come on Bells, how many times can a man walk around you half naked before you notice him?" he huffed indignantly as he ran his thumb back and forth over my lower lip slowly.

"Wait…what?" I was so confused and the sensation of his thumb on my lip was so not helping my thought process. "I thought the whole naked bathroom thing was…" he was shaking his head with a small wary smile on his lips.

"The first couple times; yeah, I will admit it was to hide, but after the whole breakfast thing." I rolled my eyes as I remember that frightful morning where the latest sobbing girl just wouldn't move off the couch. She just knew that he would be back for her. It had to have been the single most uncomfortable breakfast of my life, I'll tell you. "Bella, I haven't brought anyone home since then." I shook my head in denial as tears stung my eyes.

"But all those times… You like to me about that? Why?"

"I didn't know how to tell you, I knew I wasn't good enough for you, but I wanted…" He stopped talking and shook his head. "No, not past tense. I want you Bella; you are so caring and understanding, and you're fun to be around, and so fucking sexy. Would you please go out on a date with me before you decide on Edward? Give me a chance to prove to you that I'm really not the thick-headed ass that I've been acting like for the last six months?" I looked into his eyes as I felt a tear slip from my eye and nodded my head once.

"Yes." I whispered as he pulled me into his arms and into a tight embrace.

"Tonight?" he whispered hopefully and I felt his lips touch the top of my head when I nodded once again.

~CK~CK~CK~CK~CK~

I stopped digging through my dresser and listened to the faint ranting's of my best friend from my phone that I had tossed onto my bed about ten minutes ago. "Wow, she's still going." I chuckled and shook my head as I pulled out my new black and white stripped sleep shirt and matching boy shorts. I skipped over to my bed- yeah, I fucking skipped- I'm happy sue me, and picked up my discarded phone with a sigh.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I swear to God, if you tossed this fucking phone on the bed and are ignoring me I'm so going to kick your skinny white ass." I chuckled as she vented.

"Now, why would I do something like that?" I laughed as I shimmied out of my skin tight jeans and white thong to replace them with a pair of black and white striped boy shorts. "Ok, so where was I before you started your 'I was right, suck it Bella' rant?" I heard her huff and laughed even harder.

"Come on, let me live in the moment for a while, I'm excited you know. I'm living vicariously through you, remember?"

"Yeah, and all the while you forgot that I only have a short time before he gets back with the movie." I reminded her as I pulled my deep purple sweater over my head, somehow never removing the phone from my ear.

"Fuck, you're right, sorry. Ok continue; you guys were cuddling in the carriage after a romantic dinner… Oh my God Bella, did he kiss you on a horse drawn carriage ride? Please tell me that he did, that's so fucking roman…" her words were cut off by the call waiting tone on my phone. I furrowed my brow as I pulled the phone from my ear to see the caller ID.

"Oh fuck," I hissed as Edwards name flashed before me. "Ang, its Edward, what do I say?"

"Fuck," she spat and I swear I could hear her flapping her hands in the air. "Mmmmm… Fuck Bells, I have no clue."

"Wow Ang, you're so fucking helpful! I'll talk to you tomorrow." I hit the end button and took a deep breath before pushing the button to connect to Edwards call.

"Hey Edward." My voice was low and even I could tell that I had tried just a little too hard to sound happy.

"Hey Bella, so how was your day?" he asked, his voice deep but weirdly calm.

"Fine?" I asked more than answered him.

"And how was your carriage ride around the park?" his voice had a tinge of hostility to it.

"How…" I stammered as I looked around my room, hoping to find the answer, or at least my head.

"I was out with a few friends tonight and was surprised to see you and your roommate walking around the park hand and hand. And then, add to my surprise, when not more than ten minutes later the same two people passed by, snuggled together, in a horse drawn carriage staring into each other's eyes before engaging in a very passionate kiss. Laura's words- not mine, mind you." I gasped as I closed my eyes and brought my fingers up to my still tingling lips.

"Edward, I'm sorr…"

"Bella, stop." He took a deep breath as I slumped onto my bed. "I knew that this could have been the outcome of your choice, I just didn't think the boy would have gotten his head out of his ass so soon. I thought I would have more time to prove to you I was the best choice for you." He sighed and I shook my head, not quite sure if the feelings I was experiencing were anger or anxiety. "I understand Bella; just remember that if it doesn't work out, you do have other possibilities."

"I'll remember Edward." I whispered and tossed my phone onto the bed after a quite 'See you later Bella' from Edwards end. I briefly stared over to where my phone had bounced off my bed and fallen to the floor before I resolutely shook my head and wiped the stray tears from my cheeks.

"What the hell am I sad about?" I asked my reflection in the mirror from across the room. "Edward knew what he was walking into the whole time. It has always been Emmett." I nodded once before I quickly jumped off my bed and looked over my outfit choice. Hair down and messed up just right? Check. Short shirt, tight and showing off just the right amount of stomach? Check. Matching boy shorts, which I exchanged from the briefs that were meant to go with the outfit, but in my eyes looked so much better, and showed off the perfect amount of cheeks? Check.

"Honey I'm home and I brought presents." Emmett's voice bellowed throughout the apartment. I looked myself over once more before opening my door slowly and taking a deep breath.

"Did you find Green Lantern?" I asked as I walked into the living room. His back was to me and I felt my short bout of confidence dwindle as he glanced over his shoulder at me.

"Yeah, I…. Holy mother of God." He hissed before he turned around abruptly and dropped the DVD's to the floor. I chuckled as his eyes racked my body at least three times, his mouth opening and shutting like a fish the whole time.

"Emmett, you have seen me in my nightclothes many, many times before this." I rolled my eyes, hoping to God I was playing this off right, and turned around to walk into the kitchen, my stomach clenching and my hands shaking as I took a couple deep breaths to hold myself together. "Beer and popcorn sound good?" I forced out as I bent over and reached for the beers that I had strategically moved to the back of the fridge before I changed.

"Fuck me." I heard him whisper behind me and I smiled as I slightly shook my ass from side to side. 'Even the English geek can be sexy Mr. McCarty,' my inner dialog sang over and over again.

"Was that a yes?" I asked with my head still in the fridge.

"Yes." His voice was slightly higher and I chuckled as I stood up with a bottle of Oktoberfest in each hand. I offered them both to him and ran my fingers lightly over his during the exchange feeling even more sure of myself as his breathing hitched. "We're almost out of Sam Adams, we'll need to pick some more up tomorrow." I said as I turned to the cupboard and opened the door to 'look' for the box of popcorn; which I had moved to the top shelf at the same time I moved the beer. I stretched up on my tiptoes and pretended to try and reach I couldn't quite grab without help. I could feel my shirt hitch up higher on my back, which in turn revealed not only all of my underwear, but a hopefully tantalizing sliver of skin as well, just like I planned.

"Shit." I heard at the same time as the sound of broken glass filled the room. I looked over my shoulder and smiled, hopefully seductively, as I watched Emmett looking between my ass and the shattered glass and spilt beer at his feet.

"I'm not cleaning that up," I sang out as I pointed to the floor and went back to reach for the box of popcorn. "Em, could you help me out here?" I asked over my shoulder as he continued to stare at my ass. "Em?" I said once more a little louder and giggled when he visibly shook his head.

"You're killin' me here Bell's." His voice was husky in my ear and I sighed as I felt his hard body lean against mine and his hot breath caress my cheek. I took a sharp breath as his fingers lightly moved over my hips pulling my shirt up higher still before moving back down to my hips I felt him breathe in and then her lifted me off my feet to give me the added inches I needed to reach to box.

"Thanks." I whispered as he set me back on my feet. He refused to release my hips and instead pulled e back flush with his chest, gently pushed my hair to the side, and started to leave wet open mouth kisses up and down my neck.

"I've had to fight to keep my hands off you all night, and then I come home to this. I don't know if I can keep stopping myself" I felt his teeth lightly nibble on my earlobe and had to squeeze my thighs together to help relieve some of the tingling between them.

"What if I don't want you to?" I asked as I dropped the box of popcorn on the counter before I turned around and entwined my fingers into his hair.

"You're not just a fuck Bella." He sighed, picked me up and carried me out of the kitchen before placing me onto the couch. "I want to do this the right way for once." he sighed as he flopped down next to me and ran his fingers though his hair in frustration. "You deserve…"

"Will you stop telling me what I deserve?" I yelled at him as I slammed my hands down on the cushion between us in frustration. "I know I'm not just one of your fucks, Emmett, you have told me that over and over and over again during dinner. Please, just stop it." I huffed. I looked into his bright blue eyes and smiled before I ran my hand down his arm and entwined his fingers with mine. "I'm not saying we're going to just jump right into having sex, but there's nothing wrong with a little touching now, is there?" I was surprised at how husky my voice had become and how those few little words had caused his bright blue eyes to darken to a deep sapphire.

"You are so fucking sexy." He growled out as he leaned toward me and captured my bottom lip between his. His fingers pulled from mine and one hand, now free, moved quickly to the back of my neck, his fingers threaded into my hair as the other ran soft circles over my naked thigh. Minutes later we were both gasping for air, both my hands clenched around his shirt, holding him close. "You're missing Ryan and his yummy abs." he whispered into my ear before he placed more wet open-mouthed kisses down my neck.

"Ungh… I would rather look at yours." I sighed as I ran my hand under his shirt and traced the lines of each abdominal. "Why the hell are you still wearing a shirt anyway, you never do." I complained as I pushed his shirt up and ran my nails over his nipples before I placed a light kiss over his heart.

"Oh… God," he hissed before he ripped his shirt off and threw it somewhere on the room. I squealed as I was lifted up into his arms and carried into his room.

"Didn't we already have a talk about this caveman shit?" I giggled as he tossed me into the middle of his bed and crawled on top of me.

"You like it." he growled out, right as his hips met with mine, causing a wanton moan to leave my lips and my own hips to buck up into his.

"That's…" I gasped as his hips thrust into me once more and his lips captured mine in a searing kiss. "besides the point." I said between ragged breaths once his lips left mine. I felt his smirk as his lips left a trail of kisses up and down my neck. His hands roamed over my body and left no uncovered bit of skin untouched.

"You're so soft." he whispered into my ear. His hand slipped under my shirt, finally bringing flesh against flesh as his large warm hand completely cupped one breast, while his other lightly rolled my other nipple.

"More…" I moaned as I shifted my hips to the right ever-so-slightly so that his hard jean-covered cock hit my clit perfectly. "Yes." I hissed as I ran my hands down his back, grabbed onto his ass and pulled him closer to me, effectively pushing him harder into my core.

"God baby, I'm not going to last long like this." He groaned as he continued to rotate his hips over and over, which caused the most delectable tightening in my stomach. "I want to watch you come first, please baby." he whispered into my ear before he took my earlobe between his teeth.

"So close." I closed my eyes and threw my head back as my legs started to shake with my increased arousal.

"No baby, open your eyes, I need to see you." I gasped as he thrust against me harder and both of his hands pinched my nipples. "Open them Bella." His husky voice caused the ache to increase, my abs and thighs tightened; my body felt like it was preparing for an explosion of epic proportions. I obeyed and opened my eyes to see his staring at me dark and full of lust. "Come for me Bella," he whispered before speeding up his thrusts and my whole body stiffened as I fell over the edge screaming his name.

~CK~CK~CK~CK~CK~

Warmth; I was incased in warmth. I opened my eyes and slowly took in the light tan walls covered in half naked woman and cars. It took a grand total of three seconds for everything about last night to replay in my mind. Hands everywhere, lips and teeth pulling at heated flesh, screaming his name as I shook in his arms, watching his eyes widen and body shake as he met his own completion.

Everything about it was completely perfect.

I sighed as his he moved slightly in his sleep, which allowed our entangled limbs to separate enough so that I could slip out of bed. I was half way to the door before I looked over my shoulder and smiled as I watched his hand reach for me. His eyes flew open and he sat up, looking worried as he stared at the empty side of the bed I had just vacated.

"Em?" I called from the door and watched as his worried expression softened before meeting my eyes.

"Where do you think you're going?" he growled as his eyes raked over my tussled appearance.

"Well, I was thinking about jumping into the shower and then making my boyfriend breakfast." I teased as I turned toward the door and blew a kiss over my shoulder.

"Hey, wait. Do the breakfast thing first; I need to run to the store really fast." I raised my eye brow and turned back around to see he was already out of bed and pulling on a pair of jeans.

"We just went shopping, what could you possible need at the store?" I asked as I followed his fingers deftly buttoning his fly.

"A see-though shower curtain."

I laughed as he wagged his eyebrows, stalked over to me and pulled me into his arms.

…..THE END…