EMPOV

"Morning, Bell!"

"Morning, Em."

Her angelic voice is like a zap to my heart. She is so beautiful. There is no makeup on her face. Her hair is up in a ponytail, as usual, but I like it that way because it shows off her slender neck. I want nothing more than to suck on it. She has the first few buttons on her Save-A-Lot polo unbuttoned, showing off some cleavage. I'm salivating.

She puts her things under the register then makes her way back to me. We had been doing this since last Saturday, the morning after the party. I go through the swinging doors into the back storage room. She follows.

In three seconds flat, I have her against the wall. Our lips are fused together. I lift her so she wraps her legs around me. She moans when I slip my tongue in her mouth. Her fingers run through my hair.

The bell dings, signaling that a customer has come in. We break apart, breathing heavily. Our cheeks are touching, my lips right by her neck.

"You take my breath away," she breathes. I smile and kiss her neck and let her down on the ground.

"I feel the same," I say, gripping her chin. She blushes and smiles. We kiss again before she hurries back to her register.

I'm in love.

BPOV

The past two weeks with Emmett has been beyond spectacular. We had been going on dates and I visited his dorm and he mine frequently. If you know what I mean. I had never been happier. I almost forgot everything going on back at home. Almost.

Jacob called yesterday. Of course, I was so absorbed in Emmett, I didn't even think about looking at the caller ID before answering.

"I'm busy, call back later," I giggle into the phone as Emmett nips at my neck.

"Bella?" I freeze. Emmett pulls away to look at me. I give him a light push so he'll get the hint and he moves off of me.

"You were supposed to never contact me again," I whisper angrily.

"You have to listen to me, Bella, I-"

"I've listened to enough of your bullshit, Jacob. If you contact me again, I will call the police," I pull the phone away and my finger hovers over the end button, but not before I hear him getting his last words in.

"This isn't over!"

I hear the dial tone and tears come to my eyes. I throw my phone onto the coffee table and it skids across and lands on the floor.

"Baby, what's the matter? Who was that?" Emmett caresses my upper arm and pulls me to him. His shirt is off and his chest is warm and smooth. It's comforting as the tears start to flow.

I can't answer him as I start to sob. He pulls us to the couch and I straddle him as he rubs my back and whispers soothing words in my ear.

After a while, my sobs turn to sniffles and my eyes are starting to droop. I realize we're in Emmett's bed and let myself drift until I hear Emmett's voice.

"Bella?"

"Yeah?" I sound like a frog and I almost laugh.

"Whatever it is, I'll be here when you're ready to talk."

I look up at him and his eyes hold nothing but sincerity. I press my lips to his.

"Thank you."

TS-A-LC

I dig through my purse in search of my phone as I walk through the back alley of Save-A-Lot. The sun was going down and there was minimal light left. Emmett and I were working graveyard tonight. It was scary shit.

I don't see Emmett's jeep in the parking lot, so I assume he isn't here yet. Great.

I'm so busy digging, I don't see a figure come out of the shadows. Huge hands grab me and pull me against what feels like a wall. I drop my things and let out a shriek.

"Miss me?"

I scream.

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