"It's bad," Emmett said a week later. "Seventy years I've been with her and this week has been—hands down- the longest one of my existence so far. Haven't gone so long without-"

Edward grimaced. Emmett's reminiscences left no doubt as to what he missed and nothing to the imagination "TMI, Em," he said under his breath. But not far enough. Emmett heard him anyway.

"Yeah. Well. Right. Should've known better than to ask for sympathy from the 110-year-old virgin." he muttered morosely and turned to leave. Edward let out a low hiss.

"Hey." Bella said, touching each of them on the arm.

"I'm not the one behaving like an irritated grizzly," Edward protested.

"And it looks like I'm not the only one who needs a good-"

Fortunately for Emmett, Alice chose precisely that moment to walk in the door.

"Hobby," she said, finishing his sentence for him.

"Already got one," he scoffed.

"I hear Peninsula Community College is offering courses in yoga and anger management this term,"

Bella said sweetly,

"Well I've got a new one and I can use your help." Alice said. "Set design."

"And this involves me—how?" Emmett asked.

"Oh, for the love of-" Bella muttered,:"he's channelling Rosalie, now."

"Alice—have I told you lately that you're my very favorite sister?" Edward chimed in.

"Have I told you lately that you're a genius?" she countered.

"Okay, okay! Hate to break up the mutual admiration society here, but we're not all psychics or mind-readers in this bunch. What does your latest craze have to do with me?"

"Well, this whole thing started with the movies you bought for my bachelor party-" Edward reminded him.

"And you know how Rose needs to be the center of attention." Alice and Bella said together.

"Yeah. She didn't believe me when I said I was using them for-" Comprehension dawned, and the expression on Emmett's face went from morose to wondering to evil glee in less than zero to sixty.

"Yessss!" Emmett exclaimed, grabbing Alice up and swinging her around and around. "And have I told you lately that I love you?"

"Movie making?" Bella asked.

"Yeah." Emmett said. "And I get to direct!"

Getting the recording equipment was easy. Alice purchased the cameras from a company specializing in cutting-edge surveillance equipment, all of which were visually unremarkable, hidden as they were in everyday objects—clocks, lamps, artwork, picture frames.

Getting Rose to kiss and make up was harder. She didn't go out of her way to avoid him, exactly; she simply wasn't there. The rebuilding of the bedroom had fired Rosalie's thirst for a new house and she was frequently away with Esme, planning and building.

Emmett drafted an additional set of plans—labeled "Surprise for Rose"- and tucked them in with the ones for the house project. That was a start, but he wanted to do something more.

Inspiration struck as he searched through the DVD library for a movie to watch.

More movies in this house than Netflix, and more than half of them are romances. Sheesh. What's wrong with a little "Die Hard?"

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