It had been about a year since we moved to Alaska and Edward left us. Of course, he calls, but about once every three months.
"Roosie." Emmett called as he walked into our cottage.
I was sitting on one of the sofas in front of the fire, watching it. "Right here." I replied softly, mesmerized by the orange flames.
"Hey beautiful." He lounged on the other side of the sofa and he pulled me into his lap.
"Hey sexy." I smiled and kissed him.
He laughed. "Hardly." He handed me a bouquet of red roses.
"Thanks baby." I smiled and kissed him again. "You know what? I'll be right back." I smirked and got up, tossing the flowers on the table, and walking down the hall that led to our room and the kitchen. Inside the kitchen, I grabbed two wine glasses and rummaged threw the refrigerator and found a bottle of Emmett's favorite, grizzly bear blood. I poured it into the glasses and slid the bottle under my arm as I walked back in. Emmett was waiting impatiently on the sofa. When he saw me, his eyes lit up.
"You spoil me." He smirked and I handed him one glass, set the bottle on the table, and sat down next to him.
"Hardly." I smirked and took a sip.
He wrapped one arm around my waist and kissed me.
"Drink your blood." I rolled my eyes.
This was going to be a long night.
It always ends in lemons!