Rob's My Last Yummy Birthday Tot
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"Why don't we just have a big ass field party?" Emmett suggests, his voice muffled from being stuffed between Rose's tits.
Before I can say a word, Alice starts jumping up and down, clapping her hands. "Finally! Don't worry about a thing, Edward. I'll take care of it all. Just have here there by six!"
I try to ignore Emmett's grunts coming from the corner while I grab my phone to call Carlisle. There's no way he'll want to miss this. After all, it was his genius idea to duct tape Emmett to the ceiling when he passed out at our last party. It took five hundred rolls of the shit, but we finally got enough up there that he couldn't break free.
Just as I'm hanging up the phone, I hear a car pull in the driveway, and I know my other half is home. Unfortunately, I also hear a soft, rapid heartbeat and know the dog is with her and my daughter.
Stepping to the window, I peek out and her eyes find mine instantly. Unable to stop myself, I'm next to my wife, kissing her hello before Nessie is even out of the car.
"Mmm...Yummy," she says.
