Evening! This is update two of two for today. Consider it out July 4th gift to our US readers.

Risbee and coldplaywhore don't own Twilight. We do have some great support from MaggieMay14 and smmiskimen to get this story out to you. This is a short snippit from Garrett's alone time in the house with Lauren, the girl he picked up in Chapter 2.

Enjoy!

Chapter Song: Like a Virgin by Madonna

GPOV

"This house is like so...just so..."

"Spectacular?" I asked, as I led Lauren through the living room area, her eyes darting around quickly as she tried to take everything in. Of course my eyes were glued to her enticing cleavage because I was sure that her rack was at least a 38 D. I knew bra sizes. I was a connoisseur of bra sizes. Hell, more often than not I could look at girls' tits and guess the size accurately.

Lauren let out a sigh, pulling me from my thoughts of her boobs and I noticed that she looked very impressed by the artwork and over all décor that my brother-in-law had splurged on when he bought this place, like fifteen years ago when Tanya was still into Barbie's, for fucks sake.

Yeah, it still sounded strange to call him my brother-in-law, but since the old fart had somehow convinced Tanya to marry him, and she had insisted I stop calling him the crypt keeper, I supposed that brother-in-law would have to do.

"It's huge...do like...all of you live here?" Lauren asked as she turned back around to stare out at the deck where the gang was all enjoying themselves. I felt out of place when my boys, Edward and Peter, wanted to hang out with the girls, and I could tell they did. Hell, they were both giving Bella and Charlotte the sex eye since the moment they saw them.

But there was no way in hell I was ending up with the Hamburgler.

Kate, though somewhat attractive, had the personality of a rock. There was just nothing there. Either she was shooting daggers at me or she was making a snide comment about my sister. Now, I had to admit that Tanya didn't always make the best choices in her life, see her current marriage as an example, but I supported her anyways.

"Uh yeah...we're all here."

"Those girls are so pretty."

"They're fine, if you are in to that sort of thing."

"You're not...into pretty girls?" Lauren asked as she began to twirl her hair between her fingers and I gave her a sideways glance. Was she implying that I was gay? What the fuck? I wouldn't have brought her here if I was batting for the other team, would I?

"Yeah, I'm into pretty girls, but you are the prettiest one here," I replied as I stepped towards her and kissed her on the cheek. Girls always loved that shit...go slow and woo them, right? "Do you want to go see upstairs?" Lauren nodded and I gripped her hand tightly in mine as I finished showing her what I could of the main floor before I took her upstairs, specifically to my room.

Thankfully the boys had agreed to give me the larger bedroom, though I was pissed that Kate took the master bedroom. I certainly could have had a hell of a time with a couple of girls in that bathroom. It had the biggest whirlpool tub I had ever seen.

"So...are you on Facebook, Garrett?" Lauren suddenly asked me as we stepped in the door of my room.

"Uh...sure, sure," I responded as I shut my door behind us and wrapped my arm around Lauren's waist, leading her over to my bed. I began nuzzling my nose against her neck, trying to get her to pay attention to me, but Lauren seemed in a different place, so I thought it was best if I played along.

"Are you on Facebook, baby?"

"Yeah...I got like 27 friends." Umm...ok. Hell, my grandmother had more friends than that. "I'm also part of a celibacy group on there called 'Perky for Purity.' It was founded by some people at my church." I suddenly began choking so hard on air that Lauren wrapped her arms around my chest and thought she was giving me the Heimlich maneuver but all she did was crack a rib. She was longer than she looked...and her looks were totally deceiving.

"You're a virgin?"

"Yup, since forever." Well yeah, no shit since forever. It's not like you can go back on being virgin. This was literally my worst nightmare come to life. This girl was hot...like a total ten and I was maybe a nine, and everything about her screamed 'sex pot' but apparently I was losing my touch.

Lauren pulled me down onto the bed beside her and proceeded to spend the next hour telling me about her church and their little Facebook group, all the while I was certain my face displayed a look of horror. Why on earth would such a hot young thing purposely avoid sex? Hell, half the time she was talking I was thinking about motor-boating her boobs. That probably wasn't a good idea.

"Garrett, are you listening to me?"

"Honestly, no," I replied as Lauren looked at me with sadness on her face. "You lost me at purity rings."

"That was forty minutes ago."

"Yes, yes it was..."

"I should probably go," Lauren said simply as I tried not to speak the snide, sarcastic comments that were currently rolling through my head.

"I'll walk you out," I replied, trying to keep some semblance of cool, but Lauren just looked at me with frustration.

"Uh no...I think I can find my way," she snipped as I quirked my eye brows at her and watched as she strolled out of the room and immediately headed the wrong way and walked into Peter's bedroom.

"Lauren...to the left and down the stairs, hon," I called out as I stood in my doorway, leaning against the jamb and watching as she tried to calm herself before she strode down the stairs and out the front door.

Fuck, this was a disaster. If this was any indication of how my summer was going to go, I might as well head back to Wake Forest.

Then again, I wouldn't give Kate that satisfaction.