RPOV (Rosalie)
He was handsome, that much was a given. He was also built, funny, and staring at me like I was a juicy piece of steak. I could work with that… hell, I've worked with less.
"So, what you hungry for?" I asked, faking ignorance to the fact that my question was laced with innuendo. Believe me, it was intentional.
He grinned from ear to ear and moved closer so he could whisper in my ear, "Like you don't know what I'm craving…" I shuttered.
I swear to god, he growled as he passed me. Cue the damn shivers…
He started to go for the door of the café and I stopped him by grabbing his arm. "Um, yeah that's not gonna happen. You can't go in there, not while it's closed." I stared at him like he was slow and I had I feeling his smile was due to my impression of him. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing.
"Oh please, baby doll, this whole building is closed. What am I gonna do, steal the cash and then wait for the power to come on so I can leave? I work next door, how the hell would I get away with it?" He chuckled, while shaking my hand off and opening the café's doors and then proceeding to make himself at home.
I groaned, looking up to the security cameras before realizing they would be off as well in this terrible storm.
I tripped over the door stop as I followed him in, but he didn't seem to notice. If he did, he never turned around to check on me, but then again I didn't need his help.
He immediately went to the deli case to start perusing the salads and sandwiches we had displayed. "I hope you're planning on paying for anything you take." I commented from the table I had gracefully sat on. "Nothing in here is free." I muttered.
"Oh believe me I can see that everything has a price," He turned, looking me up and down before looking back at the food and continuing. "I just don't intend on paying with cash."
"Excuse me?" Who did he think he was? The grin may give me shivers, but I'm in control… always.
"All this food will go bad if the power doesn't go back on in a few hours. You'll be losing the profits anyways. Moldy turkey and cheese and sour Caesar Salad is shitty for sales. You might as well be selling mud puddle coffee." I couldn't suppress the smile at his foolishness. He talked like an elementary student, not a college guy… then again there wasn't much difference between the two.
Shaking my head, I spoke, "fine, take the salads and wraps first, they have the most veggies and will go back quicker. I can take them out of inventory first thing tomorrow; just write down what you take…" He had a point, but it didn't mean I had to openly agree with him.
"Well, what are you hungry for Rosie?" He asked, adding the same tone I had, indicating the innuendo. I would have liked the attention if not for the nickname. I hated that nickname…
"Don't call me that." I whispered.
He turned to face me, looking taken back. "What?"
I gulped. "It's Rose or Rosalie, not Rosie." Never Rosie.
He grabbed a chef salad and a buffalo wrap before walking over to sit in a seat at the table where I was perched. His arm lay against my thigh while he held both plastic containers. "Alright, Rose, what would you prefer to have?" He asked, letting the topic shift and gesturing between the food options.
"Um, the salad?" I asked, figuring he would rather have the wrap even though I was really craving the spicy taste of buffalo chicken.
"Uh huh, sure. Dig in, babe." He nodded, sliding the wrap across the table to hit my hip before he opened the salad and began dumping the blue cheese dressing all over the top of the lettuce.
We both ate in silence. He laughed when he noticed I was starting to pick at the second half of the wrap, but didn't pick it up due to the fact that I wanted to appear to be the picky girl that didn't eat too much. I had a body to maintain. "Just dig in, you can add to the curves and still look freaking beautiful." He murmured in between mouthfuls of tomatoes and lettuce.
I looked at him in shock. "You're not like other guys." I said without thinking.
"I'm not other guys and I would assume you're not like other girls either. It's nice to give the benefit of the doubt, don't you think?" He smiled, breaking out some delicious dimples.
"You were really goofy out in the hall, why so serious now?" I couldn't follow the change in behavior. I thought I was the only one who could flip so fast.
He shook his head, his smile growing. "Can't I have dimension?" He stood up, angling his body and striking different poses in front of me. This time I didn't stop the laugh from erupting. "I like you like this; smiling, laughing."
"I smile and laugh all the time." I declared, feeling a bit insecure.
He shook his head, taking our trash over to the garbage. "Well, I never see you smile or laugh here, you're always frowning or scowling at someone or something." He admitted.
He turned away from me surveying the fruit cups and drinks and I let the blush take over…
A/N: Short and sweet Rosalie and Emmett, however there is more to the story here :) Hope you see some clues… Next Jasper and Alice and then we'll get back to some swapping POVs…
School starts for teachers next week in my neck of the world, so I'm getting these out a little later, but I'm working my booty off to keep the Friday schedule…
Review… it makes me happy and write faster!
~kmwhyte