A/N: Hi, my loyal readers. I finally got the second part of the conversations ready.

Again, they're unbeta'd so all mistakes are mine alone. As I explained before, this is supposed to be a treat for you in addition to the usual chapter. If it would be edited, it could only be posted instead of it. So I hope you won't mind finding some errors.

Here are two more conversations Edward and Emmett had before Emmett comes to visit. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: Twilight's not mine but we all thank SM for giving us her wonderful characters to play with.

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Outtakes – Conversations II (EPOV)

"Hey, little bro! How are you? What about the ladies, or just one special lady, I hope." Emmett laughed heartily at his own greeting when he called me on Sunday. I had just come back from driving Bella home after she'd spent the weekend at my apartment when the phone rang.

"Hi, Em. I'm fine. Just coming in," I said, throwing the keys on the table by the door.

I walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa Bella and I had been sleeping on a few hours ago. Her scent still lingered on the cushions. The realization made me smile to myself. A little bit of her was staying with me.

"So, any news about you and your lady-love? Have you seen her again?" He chuckled humorously but I could tell that there was hopefulness in his tone.

I took a deep breath, closing my eyes to revel in Bella's wonderful scent, before I answered my brother's question. "We had lunch together on Wednesday after we kind of ran into each other at work. And we went to a club with Alice and Jasper on Friday."

"Do I have to come over there and put you into a headlock to make you tell me more?" When we were kids, he always knew how to beat information out of me.

I laughed to myself at the memory. "No, you don't. What do you want to know?"

"Well, lunch on Wednesday, I guess that's kind of dull. But what happened Friday night? Did anything happen?" He could really be a nosy sonofabitch.

"I took her home with me Friday night. Yesterday, she helped me paint my guest room, and in the evening, we fell asleep on the couch. So she stayed until this morning."

Emmett's response was a loud chuckle. I smiled as well, then turned serious again. "I told her about Tanya and everything that's happened after that."

His amusement faded at once. "You told her about Tanya? Why did you do that? How did she react?"

"Bella found a few notes from Tanya and was afraid I was using her to cheat on my girlfriend. So I told her the truth. She was sympathetic. It seemed like she could relate to the situation." I thought back to our conversation the morning before, remembering her rigorous refusal to participate in cheating. But somehow I had the feeling that she hadn't just been cheated on. "Unfortunately, the only information she was willing to share with me is that her longest relationship only lasted six months. She said, she doesn't do relationships anymore." I frowned to myself at the memory of her statement. Although she sounded serious when she said it, I was still sure that what I was feeling for her was not one-sided. There was something special between us, and I wasn't giving up on the chance of turning our affair into a relationship.

"That sucks, man. What are you going to do now? I mean, you're head over heals for the girl. You can't just let her get away." Even though Emmett was a natural clown, he knew when to be serious, and I loved how he always tried to help me.

I ran my hand through my hair, tugging at the ends. "I won't. I talked to Jasper. He more or less told me that Bella's been hurt badly and that she doesn't let anyone come close. I think I'll play along with whatever she wants us to be. Hopefully, she'll eventually see that we're great together. I just can't push her or otherwise she might run." I knew that it would become harder to keep up the friends-act the deeper I'd fall for her. But I was already in way too deep to find an easy way out. Every one of my waking thoughts was revolving around her, and at night, she was constantly starring in my dreams. I'd never felt like this before, never so soon and never ever so deeply.

"I'll try to be persistent without smothering her and hope that, one day, she'll realize that she loves me, too." I smiled to myself again before adding one more thing without thinking about it. "I can't help picturing my ring on her finger one day."

Emmett sighed deeply, then chuckled with amusement, again. "Wow. You have it really bad. Love, marriage. I can't wait to meet that wonderful creature. Did I tell you that I'll be in Seattle on business two weeks from now? I hope you'll introduce me to my future sister-in-law."

This time, I was the one who laughed. "I'm happy to see you again so soon. The guest room will be ready by then."

"What about Bella?"

"What about her?"

"Will I meet her?" He was serious again. "She's important to you. I want to get to know her a little bit."

He was right. She was very important to me, and I wanted the two of them to meet. But I knew that Emmett could be very intimidating and sometimes he was in desperate need of a verbal filter.

"If you promise to not scare her away with some ill-conceived comment, then I think I'll introduce you two."

"Great, I'll see you in two weeks. I gotta go now. Rose is urging me to hang up. Take care little bro. We'll talk later."

I ended the conversation, saying, "Yeah, we'll talk later. Bye."

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It was the night before my brother arrived in Seattle to spend the weekend with me.

"Hey, Em. How's it going? Are you all packed and ready to go in the morning?" I greeted him when he picked up his phone after the second ring.

"Hey, little bro. Yeah. I was just about to take my wife to bed and give her something to remember me by if you know what I mean." He laughed his signature dirty laugh.

Of course I knew what he meant. After all, my room in our parents' house had been right next to his, and I was subjected to their noisy and vocal love-making more times than I'd like to remember.

"Spare me the details, please. I'm just calling to go over the plans for the weekend again. When will you be landing?" I was in the guest room, putting the finishing touches on the fold-out sofa I had already turned into a bed for my brother's stay with me.

"Uhm," I heard some papers rustle on the other end of the line. "Seven-thirty tomorrow morning. I'll be picked up by my business contact. Our meeting will take until four in the afternoon. Then I'm free until my flight leaves at three p.m. on Sunday."

I left the guest room and went to the living room to sit down on the couch. "That's great. Is there anything in particular that you want to do?"

"The only thing I really want to do is meet the mother of my future nieces and nephews. Did you make plans for that?" He sounded too enthusiastic about the prospect of meeting Bella. That made me afraid he could give away something I didn't want her to know yet.

"We'll go out with Bella, Alice and Jasper tomorrow night. So, yes, you'll meet her. But Emmett, please, don't make her feel uncomfortable. You know, she doesn't know how serious I am about her. If she knew, she'd feel threatened and stay away from me." Up until now, my plan to ease her into a relationship with me was going great. After she had told me about Jacob last week, I finally understood her reluctance to open herself up to maybe be hurt again. I felt the strong urge to hunt Jacob Black down and kill him for treating her like he had.

I was glad she had confided in me, and that later, she had agreed to have an exclusive sexual relationship with me. I knew that she wasn't ready to be my girlfriend, let alone hear that I loved her, but I was sure by now that she was most afraid of calling what we had a relationship. She wasn't aware that we had been acting the part for a while now. And I knew she didn't mind. She was just scared to put a label on us.

I was willing to take whatever part of her she was willing to give me. I was okay to wait for her to get ready to make us official, hoping that eventually we'd be on the same page. But I couldn't take seeing her with other guys the way I had Friday night. So I had to do something about it. Knowing what I did, I had been sure she wouldn't mind being exclusive with me.

She had opened up to me considerably since she let me in on her past. She even agreed to go to dinner with me. Again, she was afraid of the label, of calling it a date. So I didn't. It didn't matter what we named it. It was a romantic evening with someone I cared about a lot. So that made it a date in my book.

And yesterday, when I came over to her apartment to take care of her when she was sick, she didn't object either. She even invited me to hold her when she was feeling cold. She was making small baby steps in the right direction, in my direction.

"Now what would I do to make her uncomfortable?" My brother's theatrically hurt-sounding voice ended my inner monologue.

I ran my hand through my hair as I answered him, "Yeah, like you wouldn't find a way to do that. Seriously, she's afraid of letting a guy get close enough to hurt her. So I let her think we're just friends with benefits. Please, don't say anything to indicate that I want more from her."

"I promise you that I'll try, okay?" He sounded serious, and I knew that was the most I could get from him. Emmett was a loose gun, and him trying to keep something to himself was all he could promise. He didn't always think before he spoke.

"Thanks, Em. I can't wait to see you again. I'm missing all of you." I really did. But I had to admit to myself that there was a downside to my brother staying with me for the weekend. His presence in my apartment made it impossible for me to spend a night with Bella. This would be the first weekend since I met her that we wouldn't spend at least one night together. I was already missing her in my bed.

My brother laughed loudly at my confession. "You'll be able to make it one more night without me, won't you? You could call your little friend to come over and stay over if you're lonely. I'm sure she wouldn't mind."

"Shut up. Go, fuck Rosalie's brains out and leave me alone," I spat while he was chuckling at his own words.

"That I'll do for sure." He laughed even louder. "I'm missing you, too. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow." I hung up, hoping that Emmett wouldn't screw things up between Bella and me.

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A/N: I hope you liked the little insight into Edward's mind. He's been in love with Bella all along but he hasn't said a word to her yet. So Bella has no reason to doubt him when he says he only wants to be friends with benefits. Anyway, they'll be getting considerably closer from chapter to chapter now. Hope to meet you all again on New Year's Eve when chapter 16 which is named "Do you trust me?" will be posted. Bye