A/N: Welcome new readers. Welcome back old readers... any of you still left? Yes? NO? Aright, let's continue

* goes back to eating In N' Out *

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Beta: HollBeth

Simply Promised

Chapter 40

BPOV

"How are you doing?"

Loaded question...

I'm terrified, ecstatic, scared, hungry as hell... just to name a few.

"I'm nervous," I admit.

Rosalie scoffs. "I would be, too. It's not everyday that you realize you're in love with the best friend you have considered to be a brother for all your life."

Yeah, all that.

Wait a minute...

"I'm not in love with him," I say slowly, trying to figure out why she would say that.

"Of course you are, Bella. You guys have been in love with each other for years now but have been too blind to see it for yourselves."

"I've never had any type of feeling for him that wasn't brotherly," I object. "I admit that my feelings have been gradually changing...hell, he's hot so who wouldn't like him? But no, I know for a fact that I am not in love with him."

"What about Riley?" she asks, brow getting more defined.

I scoff.

What about Riley? "What of him? I thought you didn't like him?"

She grins maliciously. "I don't like him. You're too manly for him. Tell me something, does seeing Riley naked compare to seeing Eddie shirtless?"

I will not compare them... they're different people for fuck's sake.

So different that I was going to marry one and am having the other's baby.

Yeah, I am so not responding.

She stares me down.

I stare her up.

Silent glances our way from strangers, birds chirping in the background, whispered words around us...about us...

We both break out in smiles and soon in laughter.

"Can we eat now that you're done interrogating me?" I plead.

We order our food and I note with amusement that the waiter almost drops our food from trying to scurry away from us.

I don't blame him because Rosalie is intimidating when she has her bitch-brow on.

The rest of the lunch passes fast and I soon find myself back in my apartment.

It becomes apparent that he's not home.

And if I'm honest...

I was kind of hoping that Ed would be there without a shirt on.

That is so much wrong thinking.

Before he gets home, maybe I can take care of myself... that is if can actually get around the alien bump.

I settle down on my bed, close my eyes and imagine Riley starting to get undressed before me as I fonddle my impressive new tits.

My eyes travel from the top of his shoulders, down to the strong form of his abdomen and down to where his hands begin to tug down the sleep pants.

Wait, sleep pants? Riley never wore sleep pants... what am I thinking?

Fucking Rose.

A/N: Reviews are the same as Ed fantasies... Oh you just better leave me some luv.