Never Again, Chapter Twelve: Changed my mind

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When I woke up again at a normal hour, Edward wasn't there. I didn't hear the shower running, so I got up to investigate.

I stood at the top of the landing, and could here that Edward, Jazz and Rosalie were having that talk. Maybe I should skip it, they obviously didn't need me…

"IT SURE AS HELL ISN'T A GOOD IDEA!" Jazz roared. "HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?"

Maybe not.

I ran down the stairs two at a time and burst into the living room.

"All I'm saying is we have the room, Emmett isn't going to mind…" Edward was saying.

"Jasper, you just can't accept that there are some nice people out there who actually want to help someone in need," Rosalie snapped at him. "Edward has said it's not a problem, so just suck it up."

"Rosalie, what Jasper is trying to say is GO. HOME." I told her sternly.

"I haven't got a home to go to!" She shrieked.

Jasper and I rolled our eyes simultaneously. "Tell me if it was one of us in your shoes, you'd let us stay with you."

"I would!"

"Hah! Lies!"

"Well, what does it matter?" she huffed. "I'm not going to be staying with you in this dump, I'm going to be staying with Edward and his brother."

"Somebody call?" came Emmett's voice as he walked into the room. He looked at the scene in confusion for a second, and then his eyes settled on Rosalie.

"I'm Emmett," he told her with a dopey grin on his face. "And who are you?"

"Stop it!" Edward and Jasper said at the same time.

"I was just saying hello!" he defended himself. He turned to me. "What's for breakfast, B?"

I sighed, rolling my eyes. "Come on. You can give us a hand." I turned back to Jazz. "Can I trust you two to behave yourselves while I make everyone some brekkie?"

"We're all adults here, Bella," he huffed. Then he paused. "I will if she will." Rosalie glared at him.

"Ugh! You're so…juvenile!" I threw my hands up in exasperation, and stomped out of the room and into the kitchen.

"Stupid siblings. Why can't they just grow up?" I muttered to myself as I poked around the fridge for bacon and eggs.

"You know, you're really sexy when you're angry," said a velvet voice from behind me.

I whirled around; Edward was leant against the counter, that crooked grin fixed to his face as he eyed me up and down. I don't know what it was, but I had a really weird feeling to go over there and jump him. In my kitchen. With my brother and sister and his brother in the next room.

I shook my head and turned back to the fridge. I was disgusting.

I found everything and took it all over to the stove, and started arranging it. I could feel Edward's eyes on me the entire time, so being the filthy flirt that I was, I added extra hip sways to every movement. I picked up a packet of bacon…was I really gonna do this? Oh, what the hell, I dropped it on the floor, and then bent down to pick it up.

I heard Edward gasp quietly, and I turned back to the stove, smirking.

God, I really was a bitch.

Edward ran from the kitchen in the direction of the stairs.

"Where are you going?" I called after him.

"Shower! Cold shower!"

I started laughing hysterically, and I honestly didn't think I was going to be able to stop. I was literally rolling on the floor laughing my ass off when Emmett walked in, wondering where his food was.

"B, how much-whaa?" he froze in the doorway, staring at me. Then he started laughing too.

"Wha…why…you…hah!" I managed to splutter out through my giggles.

"You look like you're having a seizure!" he told me. Then he abruptly stopped. "Seriously, pack it in. I'm starving here."

I managed to regain my composure long enough to finish cooking breakfast, but it went right out the window again when Edward came back down. As soon as I saw him, I just laughed in his face.

He blushed and pointedly looked at his plate, deliberately not making eye contact with me.

"What did I miss?" Jazz wanted to know.

"Oh…nothing," I smiled. I sniggered once more to myself, and then tried very hard not to think about the ordeal. I mean, it wasn't even that funny, really.

It was then, staring at my egg, trying with all my might not to think about that, that I realised…maybe I was ready. I mean, I didn't feel like I did last night. I felt…different. In a good way.

Yay me.

"So…" I started casually. "What's everybody's plans for today?"

"We're all going to help Rose move in," Emmett told me cheerfully.

"All of us?" I looked at Edward and Jazz, and they nodded. Dammit

"OK." I said. "I'm down with that. What do you feel like doing after, Edward?"

"You."

Rosalie gasped daintily, and started choking on the forkful she'd just put in her mouth. The cup Jasper had been holding smashed in his hand, and Emmett…

Held his hand up for Edward to high five.

Edward shook his head at Emmett. "It's not the time," he muttered to him. "Sorry." He said to everyone. "I didn't really…uhh…ahem," he was looking at Jazz, who was giving him that look again.

I could feel my cheeks getting redder and redder. But, in some ways, what'd just happened was a good thing. Well, we were on the same page, weren't we?

I chose to slide past it. "What are you going to be doing later, Rosalie?"

She didn't appear to have heard me; she wads gazing at Emmett sort of…pervertedly. No, seriously, she looked really horny. And Emmett didn't seem to mind.

Jasper, looking seriously uncomfortable, picked that moment to say, "Yeah, well, I'm going to be doing Alice!" (Shout out to Sally!!)

Well alrighty then.

An hour later, I was shifting all of the crap that'd been in Edward and Emmett's spare room into the garage. It was a nice little system we had worked out. Edward and Emmett were moving all the crap out of the room and down the stairs, Jazz was moving it from there to me. Rosalie, of course, claimed to be 'supervising'. Staring at Emmett's ass, more like. The way they were around each other was totally disgusting. (Sexual tension jellyfish!)

I was rearranging some boxes with my back to the door, trying to get this heavy-ass one under all the little ones.

"Oh, for f**k's sake," I growled at the boxes. "Just get in there!"

"That's what she said," came a velvety chuckle from behind me. I carefully positioned the box so it wasn't going to fall, and then I turned my head to glare at him.

"Don't just stand there! Get over here and give us a hand."

We managed to get the box in, after a lot more cursing from me, and a couple of kicks to the box.

"She'd better freaking appreciate this," I grumbled, kicking the box again for good measure. Edward was grinning at me again. "What?"

He shook his head. "You're so sexy when you're angry." He told me again. Then he pressed his lips hard against mine.

"Do you… have any information to share with me?" He asked suggestively.

I nodded. "Tonight," I told him.

He looked at me in disbelief for a fraction of a second, and then it was replaced with a grin right across his face. "Your place or mine?" he wanted to know.

Jazz was staying at Alice's tonight. Emmett and Rosalie… well, enough said, really.

"Mine," I decided.

He nodded, and kissed my lips one more time before sauntering out of the garage.

Wow. So any plans for tonight were officially cancelled.

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