Chapter 7: Waiting

Emmett sighed as he sat on the couch, tilting his head back. He pinched the bridge of his nose as he started thinking. Rosalie was the most beautiful and strongest woman he had ever met in his life. He never wanted to let her go, he had hoped that one day she could trust him more than just a friend. Sighing, he ran his hand over his face as he sat back up on the couch before he got up and went to work.

Rosalie sighed as she sat behind her desk, looking at her picture of Maggie. Smiling she lifted the picture frame up, moving her fingers over the design of her picture frame while looking at the baby in her picture, her beautiful baby girl that she adored. "Rosalie, you're going to be late for your meeting," her friend, Erica, informed.

"Damn, thanks Erica," she answered getting up from her chair.

She gathered her stuff and hurried down the hall to the conference room. "Good afternoon sorry I'm late," she informed. She put out all her designs. "These are a few of the designs Ashley Swan has picked out, and I believe these could be the next hits," she explained. She cleared her throat, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "These evening dress designs here, I believe they could be a big hit in the Italian fashion by this summer," she informed.

"You haven't led us astray at all this year, Miss Swan. For being new to the fashion show industry, you have done impressively well with the style choices," the CEO of the company commented.

Rosalie smiled as they searched through the packet of clothes that Alice had designed. "So this Alice Swan, a relative of yours?" one woman asked.

"That would be my sister, she is an incredible designer," she replied.

"We will agree with you," the man answered.

"We will send these designs to Italy and see what Jane has to say," the woman informed.

Rosalie nodded, feeling her heart leap for job that Alice's designs were getting global recognition.

After work that day, Rosalie arrived home, opening the door. "I'm back Sarah," she called. She stopped when she saw that instead of Sarah sitting in the living room with Maggie; it was Emmett. He was lying on his stomach shaking a rattle in front of the baby making her gurgle. "Emmett…what are you doing here?" she asked surprised.

"I stopped by and thought I could watch Maggie until you got home," he replied.

"That's sweet of you, but I still had to pay Sarah," she commented.

"Already took care of that," he answered.

"You paid my babysitter?" she asked.

"Yep," he replied.

Emmett grabbed Maggie by her tiny waist, holding the baby above his head. Maggie gurgled with laughter as she kicked her feet. "It's probably time for her next…" she started.

"Already fed her, found the bottles in the fridge," he replied.

"Wow…you did just about everything," she commented.

"Yep, fed her, burped her, changed her, she's all set to go," he answered.

Rosalie stared at him in disbelief. "Wow…" she murmured.

"Yep so the last ten minutes we've been playing haven't we?" he cooed at Maggie.

Maggie let out a giggle as she reached out to try to touch his face. Emmett looked over at Rosalie. "Hey, how about you have your night babysitter watch Maggie tonight?" he asked.

"Why?" she asked curiously.

"Well, my brothers are in town again so was wondering if you'd like to come out with the three of us and bring along your two sisters," he replied.

"Umm I don't know I'd have to call and ask," she commented.

"Then why don't you do that?" he asked chuckling.

Emmett sat up while bouncing Maggie on his knees. "Because…I don't know," she replied.

"Rosie it's just one night," he insisted.

Rosalie sighed. "Alright," she answered.

"Great we'll be having fun," he commented.

Rosalie smiled a little, nodding her head slowly. "Alright, I'll call my night babysitter," she told him.

"Great," he answered grinning from ear to ear.

That night at the club, Rosalie walked in with Bella and Alice. Rosalie was wearing black high heels, a knee-length pale purple dress, and her hair tied back into a half-ponytail. "You look great!" Alice told her sister beaming.

Alice wore silver heels with a fuchsia colored mini skirt, and a pink shirt.

Bella was wearing black flats with a blue dress that tied around her neck, and her hair was curled and tied back in a half-ponytail.

Rosalie pointed over to the bar. "That's them over there," she informed. Alice gasped, her eyes widening.

"Oh wow! You didn't tell us how gorgeous they were!" she exclaimed excitedly.

Rosalie rolled her eyes before Alice walked right up to Jasper. "Hello," she greeted smiling. Jasper turned around in his stool.

"Well hello," he answered.

"I am Alice Swan, Rosalie's sister," she commented smiling.

Jasper shook her hand with a smile. "Nice to meet you Alice," he said smiling. Alice smiled back at him.

"You must be Bella?" Edward asked.

Rosalie watched as Bella's face flushed red. "Um…yes," she replied.

"I'm Edward," he informed.

Emmett chuckled a little as Rosalie sat next to him in the last empty stool at the bar. "Can I get you a drink?" he asked.

"Um…actually I'll have to pass on the alcohol," she replied.

"Ah right breastfeeding. Hey Dave, how about a Cherry Chill for this lovely lady?" Emmett asked the bartender.

"Oh Emmett you don't have to do that," she insisted.

"Drinks are on me," he answered with a wink.

"Yeah for once," Jasper muttered.

Emmett punched his brother in the shoulder with a small glare. "Alice shall we dance?" Jasper asked rubbing his abused arm.

"I would love to," she answered.

Edward held Bella's hand. "How about you?" he asked.

"I don't dance…" Bella replied slowly.

"Its all in the leading," he told her smiling.

He held onto her hand as he led her out to the dance floor.

Rosalie sighed as she rubbed her legs a little. "This is a nice place," she commented.

"Yeah, hang out here a lot," he replied smiling.

Rosalie smiled before taking a sip of the drink Emmett had ordered for her. "So I guess you are the DD tonight," he commented chuckling.

"Well we usually don't drink much anyways," Rosalie replied gesturing to her sisters.

Emmett took a swig of his beer. "Yeah we drew straws, Eddie's the DD tonight," he commented chuckling. Rosalie laughed, dragging her fingers through her hair.

"I wanted to thank you," she called over the music as it got louder.

"What for?" he asked.

"For watching Maggie," she replied.

"Hey no problem, I adore the kid she's adorable."

Rosalie smiled, staring at the floor. "Rosie you should remember not all guys are assholes like him, he's just the kind of ass that gives the rest of us good guys bad names," he told her.

"If only it were that easy Em," she answered.

"Want me to prove it to you that I'm better than he is?" he asked.

"How?" she asked.

"Dance with me," he answered.

She gave him a quizzical look. "How is dancing with you going to show that you're better than him?" she asked. Emmett laughed a little.

"Just one friend asking another friend for a dance," he told her.

She nodded as she followed after him to the dance floor. Just as they were joining in on the fast song that was playing, the music ended leading into a slow song. "Okay now this is awkward," she commented.

"No it isn't," he assured her.

He placed his hand on her waist while holding her hand in his. They started swaying together with the music playing. "See? Nothing intimate, just fun," he told her. Rosalie smiled a little, nodding her head slowly. "Rosalie, I'm not going to deny that I have feelings for you, except…I know you're not ready," he assured her. She let out a sigh, lowering her eyes a little. "I won't push you, I won't make you do anything you don't want to do. Except, I will let you know that I'll wait for you," he murmured.

"Why?" she asked.

Emmett twirled her around before pulling her back to him. "You're the kind of girl worth waiting for," he replied smiling. Rosalie smiled back at him.

"That means a lot," she murmured.

"And I mean it too," he answered.

He leaned forward to kiss her cheek when she moved her head up to look at him more, their lips touching. Pulling back with a gasp, she let out a deep breath. "Um…I think I'm going to go sit down now," she murmured. Emmett watched her walk off the dance floor and let out a sigh.

Rosalie sat on her stool, biting her lower lip. She rubbed her hands together nervously, but the tingling feeling on her lips wouldn't go away. "Can I get another Cherry Chiller please?" she asked.

"Sure thing," he replied.

He placed the new drink in front of her and she took a sip. This was going to be a very, very long night. "Now everything feels so different," she whispered.