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"Come on, Em. Say something else."
"Edward, this isn't gonna—"
"Help me."
His eyes flick over to Rose, who shrugs. "Fine. I want to bury my face between Bella's legs and …and …lick her juices. And when I've had enough of that, I'll flip her over, take her ass in both hands," he punctuates this with an obscene hand motion, "and—aren't you gonna stop me?"
I shrug and smile. "Nothing. I got nothing."
"That's great, Edward," Rose chimes in, "but the simulation isn't exactly a true test. And Emmett doesn't really want to do those things. Do you?"
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"Um—"
"Emmett Cullen!"
"Of course not, Rosie. Sheesh! I'm just trying to keep it real …for my brother's sake."
"Enough, you two. You've been at it all weekend. Edward, you're doing great, but I think you've gone as far as you can without actually being in the same room with Bella—and a real man."
"Hey!" protests Emmett, but Rose barrels on. "You just need to have faith, in yourself and in Bella."
"I know, Rose. You're right. It's the waiting that's killing me. I've imagined every negative scenario."
"Well, cut that out."
If only it were that simple.
A/N: In this weird and wonderful community of ours, where words are all most of us know about each other, I met a person whose real life name was Gisela, but I knew her as mad4hugh. She'd catch up in mad spurts of chapters and share a thought or a question and let me know a little piece of her, and that was a privilege. She was generous and kind and supportive and real. Her tragic death is a huge loss to our fandom, and my heart goes out to her family and friends. XXX ~BOH