"Mom, dad, sit down." Emmett said as his parents walked in the door. I was wearing one of Emmett's t-shirts, which he made me change into. In his own words, "Baby, my baby is not gonna be all locked up in that tight little shirt of yours, not that I don't like it." He winked.
"What's going on?" his mom asked as they sat down. Emmett sat down and pulled me to his side.
"Rosalie and I were planning on starting a family together, and… we are." Emmett said.
You know, I think that sounded way better then, "Mom, I got my girlfriend pregnant."
His mother looked at Emmett, then me, then sighed. "Although I would rather you both be married when you started to plan a family, this is exciting." She got off the sofa and hugged both us, and gave us a light kiss on the check.
"Our first grandchild!" his father smiled. "You gotta get a job, Emmett. Can't just sit home on your ass while Rosie goes out and works. It should be the other way around."
"Oh, believe me, got that covered." He winked at me.
"When the baby comes, are you still going to go to work, Rosalie?" his mother asked.
"I don't really know. I mean, I think Emmett and I should discuss this a little further before making any decisions." I said.
"Wonderful." She said. "I think Rosalie will be a great mother."
"What about me?" Emmett asked a tad offended.
"You have to prove yourself." His dad said.
"Howard!" his mother said. "We could turn the guest room right next to their room into a nursery!"
I smiled. "Mom, that's nice and all, but we were planning on moving out soon." Emmett said.
"Oh… well, we can still turn it into one in case you guys want to stay here or something." His mother smiled, trying to hide some of her disappointment, no doubt.
"We're gonna spend some alone time together tonight." Emmett said. "We're gonna drive to La Push and spend the night there."
"Be careful, remember what happened the last time you guys spent the night alone." His dad warned.
"Dad!" Emmett said.
"Em, it's kinda true." I smiled and held his hand.
"Yeah." He smiled and kissed my forehead. "Well, we better get going."
"Em, I'm gonna change my shirt." I said as we got up.
He nodded and watched me walk up the grand staircase and to his room. I rummaged through a bag and found a shirt. I threw it on and walked back down the stairs to where Emmett was waiting. He took my hand lovingly and walked outside and got in the car.
"So what do you want to name it?" Emmett asked as we drove down the road.
"Well, if it's a girl I was thinking about Beth." I said.
"Beth, I like it. A boy?"
"Emmett junior." I smiled.
He laughed. "Seriously?"
I nodded and he smiled. "I like that name. It's…. uncommon. Like you."
He reached across the glove box and grabbed my hand. "If it's a girl I think we should name it Rosalie. It's…. beautiful. Like you."
I blushed and put my head on his shoulder. "I love you."
"I love you too. Both of you." He smiled.
I laughed and kissed his cheek. We pulled into the beach parking lot. "Em, what are we doing here?" I asked as we got out.
"You'll see." He smiled mischievously. We walked up to the beach and I kicked off my shoes. "What're you doing?" he laughed a little.
"Nothing. I just like the feeling of sand under my feet." I smiled. He smiled and did the same.
We walked a little further. I saw a little table with candles and a white tablecloth. "Emmett." I gasped.
"What?" he smiled.
"It's… beautiful." I said. He turned me around so we were face to face and rested his arms on my hips.
"Aah… not really." He kissed me.
I put my hands on his shoulders and kissed him again.
"You hungry, princess?" he asked as we walked over to the table.
"Yeah." I smiled as he pulled my chair out for me.
Once he sat down a guy in a tux walked over and set two plates of lobster on the table in front of us.
"You so owe me for this, man." He muttered to Emmett.
"Hey, I let you get a glimpse of Rosalie, didn't I?" Emmett replied, smirking, apparently proud of having me as a girlfriend.
The guy stood back and looked at me, his eyes focusing on my boobs after a second. Emmett hit his arm and he walked away.
After we ate, Emmett sat in the sand with me in his lap, looking up at the stars, telling each other how much we were looking forward to being parents.
"Look up." Emmett said suddenly.
There, in the black sky, was white lettering. "Rosie, will you marry me?" it said.
I gasped and looked at Emmett, who was staring at me. "So?" he asked.
"Yes!" I threw my arms around him and kissed him. He slipped a huge diamond ring on my finger, one hand still wrapped around my waist. "My multitasker." I smiled, pulling out of the kiss.
He laughed. "I'll love you forever, Rosalie." he cupped my cheek in his giant hand.
I smiled. "I'll love you longer then forever, but don't spend all this money on me!" I smacked his arm.
"Babe, part of the reason for having money is to spoil you with." He smiled.
I yawned and smiled.
"Now, let's go to our five-star hotel." He smiled and carried me back to the car. I guess I just have to get used to being spoiled…. Emmett was going to spoil me no matter how much I protested.