[Disclaimer] Everything Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer
[A/N] Can I get a hug? I really need one right now.
Today's update is dedicated to the Alice and Emmett cheerleaders among you. I never thought I could make that pairing work, but it was so worth it give it a try.
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Alice looked up at the waitress and cleared her throat. "I'll have the T-Bone steak, medium cooked with fries…and some broccoli to go with it."
"Excellent choice," Emmett approved, smirking sheepishly. "I'll take the same, apart from this vegetable crap."
The waitress granted him a wide smile and walked off, wiggling her backside a bit too much for it to be unintentionally.
"Nice ass, don't you think?" Alice said, lifting her glass of water to her mouth. She felt a wave of jealousy spreading through her. If she had only been able to squeeze her swollen feet into her high heels, she thought. The heels made her too-short legs look way sexier.
"I wasn't watching." Emmett tried to defend himself. "She's not even pretty."
Alice rolled her fingertip over the edge of her glass. "How can you know that when you didn't watch her?"
Emmett took a gulp from his wine. Great, now Alice was mad at him. Women were so incredibly stupid sometimes.
He reached out his hand and placed it very lightly on hers. "I'm here with you."
Alice's mouth twitched. "I'm very glad about that. Congratulations on your new job by the way. I know you wanted it."
"A job is just a job." Emmett stated. "Tell me why you want to be a shrink. A pretty girl like you should be doing some fashion stuff or something like that."
Alice sighed, enjoying how Emmett continued circling his thumb over the back of her hand. Her fingers were swollen too. It was unpleasant but according to her doctor perfectly normal during a pregnancy.
"There's a reason." She told him. "But it's a sad story."
"Kay," he mumbled, letting his fingers move higher on her forearm. How did she manage it to keep her skin that smooth? It felt soft like silk against his fingertips.
"There was a girl at my middle school back home in Biloxi. Her…stepfather…he used to …abuse her. She killed herself."
"Oh my God, that's just horrible. I hope they locked that fucker up."
"That wouldn't bring her back, would it? Well, the thing is Bree left a note, claiming that nobody would have believed her and that she had nobody to talk to. See, that's the reason why I want to be a shrink."
"I bet you're going to be a good shrink." Emmett said, nipping on his wine again. "Even, if I don't like people that try to fuck with others head."
Alice laughed. "You are full of prejudices. Have you ever been to a psychologist's office?"
Emmett nodded his head. "Yes, once, after my Dad died. She made me drew my family as animals. It was kind of weird."
Alice reached for the bread sticks on the table and dipped it into a bit of butter. "God, I'm starving." Her stomach rumbled.
"You have quite a big appetite for such a dainty girl like you are." Emmett said. "I like that in you."
Yes, Alice thought. I'm going to look like a baby whale before the little troublemaker is born. Automatically her hand moved down to her abdomen. The babydoll dress she was wearing tonight managed to hide the tiny bump perfectly.
Their food arrived and Alice ended up eating her own portion, plus the garlic bread from Emmett's plate.
"Do you miss playing Football?" she asked him, licking a bit of bread crumbles from her fingers.
"It's the only thing I've ever been good at. So, I guess the answer is, yes."
"You're good at a lot of things." Alice whispered. "And I've seen you play. It wasn't that great."
"You know shit about Football. But maybe you're right. I didn't even want to play professionally. It was my Dad's dream. At least that's what my mother told me. I wanted to be a cop like him, but Mom made a hysterical scene when I came up with the idea."
"I see." Alice mumbled. "Sometimes it's difficult to live up to our parents' expectations."
They finished their meal. The entire time Emmett had to resist the urge to reach his hand under the table to cup Alice's knee. He had never been out with a woman he liked as much as her. It was weird and made him feel incredibly nervous.
Outside on the parking lot, when he opened the passenger's door of the car for her, he couldn't hold back any longer. His arms closed around Alice's tiny waist and his lips found hers in an open-mouthed kiss.
She moaned. She fucking moaned into his mouth when he somehow managed to maneuver her inside the car and close the door behind them.
Alice climbed on his lap and straddled him. Heat flashed through her entire body. He wanted her. She could feel his erection pressing against her backside.
"We need to stop." He groaned, burying his face between her small breasts. "Or I'm going to take you right here in the car."
Alice fisted her fingers through his short curls. "I never had sex in a car before."
Emmett kissed her again, letting his hand glide down her sides until he could cup her ass firmly. "You're one crazy pixie. I like that."
He fumbled for his wallet, pulling out a silver-foil packed condom. "Always better to be prepared."
"We don't need that." Alice whispered, kissing down his jaw. "I don't like the little fuckers anyway. They smell yucky."
"Are you on the pill?" Emmett asked, moving his hand under the fabric of Alice's dress to caress her thighs.
"No," Alice moaned. She started unbuttoning the buttons of Emmett's shirt. "I'm not on the pill."
"Do you have one of those loop thingies?"
She chuckled. "No, but maybe I should have gotten one of those. If I had, I wouldn't be pregnant now."
His hands dropped from her body, as if his fingers had suddenly been burned. "PREGNANT?"
Alice swallowed hard. Crap, now he wouldn't want her anymore. Of course, he wouldn't want her anymore. She was making a fool out of herself. With trembling knees, she jumped from his lap and stumbled over the parking lot. When she had reached its end, tears were burning in her eyes.
"Wait." Emmett called from behind her. She could feel him wrapping his broad arms around her, turning her around, so that she had to look up at him.
"If you run like this and fall down, it will be dangerous for the baby."
"Who cares?" she sobbed. "I'm going to be a lousy mother anyway. Just leave me alone. I'm going to take the bus home."
He pulled back from their embrace. "The next bus is coming up in four hours. I won't let you out here on your own, while you're being hysterical like this."
"I'm not hysterical." Alice sniffed, wiping her nose at the back of her hand. "I like you. But I know you wouldn't want me anymore once I told you about the baby."
Emmett reached out his hand and wiped a bit of smeared mascara from Alice's cheek. "Do you want to get back together with the asshole that knocked you up?"
Alice shook her head. "No, I don't want James back. He doesn't love me."
Her feet started aching. How could flat shoes be so awfully uncomfortable? She sat down at the curb and slipped off her ballet flats.
Emmett said down next to her. "You know, I like you, right?"
Alice bent forward to rub her swollen ankles. "I like you too. But this is a shitty time to fall in love, isn't it?"
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and kissed her cheek. "I don't like you less because you're pregnant."
"Really?" she asked, turning her head to rest it against his shoulder. "You still want me?"
"Always," he whispered, kissing her mouth tenderly. "You're special. I don't want anyone else to steal you away from me."
Alice whimpered when Emmett pulled her on top of him. "What about the baby? It's not yours."
"Well, that's not something we can change, right? You're going to let me make our next ones myself. Will you?"
Alice giggled. Her fingertips stroked down Emmett's clean shaven chin. "Next ones?"
He nodded his head. "Sure. I want at least five kids. Six would be better."
"You're insane." Alice protested. "Who wants that many children? Three at the most, that's my last word."
"This discussion is not over yet, Miss Brandon." Emmett stated, lifting her up to carry her back to his car. "But I have enough time to convince you. Haven't I?"
xxxx
Rosalie pressed her nose against Bella's wavy hair. "You smell like chocolate cake."
"I know." Bella yawned. "But I'm too tired to go and wash my hair now."
She snugged against Rosalie's warm body under the blanket. "The cake turned out fine, didn't it?"
"It's perfect." Rose assured her. "Resha is going to love it."
Bella reached for her alarm clock. "I need to get up early to pick up the kitten. Do you want to come with me or sleep in?"
"I'll come with you. Now, lean back and let me massage your neck. You need to relax a bit."
Bella nodded her head. She closed her eyes and leaned back against Rosalie. "I love you."
"I love you too. Did I tell you I have an appointment at this modeling agency on Monday? It's for some jewelry advertising."
She started kneading the tensed muscles in Bella's shoulders. "If I get the job, I'll be able to quit at Uley's and move down here. Isn't that great?"
"It's fantastic." Bella said. "I don't like the idea of you modeling, though. I know how much you hate it."
Rosalie sighed and leaned over to plant a kiss underneath Bella's earlobe. "I'm doing it for us. That makes it worth it."
Bella turned her head and kissed Rosalie's soft lips. "We're going to be together forever. Won't we?"
"Forever," Rosalie whispered. "You mean even, when we're like old and wrinkled?"
"I will probably get deaf when I get older. Both of my grandparents ended up with hearing devices."
Rosalie laughed. "At least then my snoring isn't going to bother you anymore." She kissed Bella again. "Oh Bella, I love you so much. I never thought it could be possible to feel that much without bursting into a million pieces."
Bella's tongue slipped between Rosalie's lips. Her hands moved down the Blonde's side, until they reached the woman's breasts.
"I want you." She mumbled letting her thumb brush over Rosalie's nipple until it pebbled under her caress. Bella pushed Rosalie back against the pillows.
"Should I tie you up, like you've done it with me the last time?" she asked, brushing her nose down Rosalie's stomach.
"No," Rosalie whispered, swallowing with a sigh. "I want to touch you too."
She reached for the hem of Bella's shirt and pulled it over her lover's head, repeating the same with the top she was wearing.
Bella whimpered, when she felt Rosalie's thigh pressing between her legs. The friction felt amazing against her lace covered sex.
"This feels good." She moaned, wiggling her hips back and forth to get Rosalie even closer. "Can we try this without anything between us?"
"Yes, please." Rosalie whispered, closing her eyes as Bella pulled down her thong. She could feel that she was already wet and swollen. Her body craved Bella's touch so very much.
When Bella's hand grabbed her hips and turned her to the side, Rosalie sighed deeply. It felt divine when Bella slowly lowered her body between Rosalie's parted thighs, letting her throbbing clit rub against Rosalie's moist folds. Their bodies rocked against each other. Awkwardly at first, until they managed to find the right rhythm. Bella could feel the beginning spasms of her climax beginning to pool in the pit of her stomach. She pressed her lips together to suffocate her groans.
"So close," Rosalie whimpered. "You're going to make me come so hard. Oh yes, Bella."
Rosalie's clit pulsed against Bella's inner lips. She shuddered and thrust her hips back and forth a couple of times until Bella felt the sweetest wave of release spreading through her body.
"I love you, Beautiful." Bella panted, pulling Rosalie tightly against her chest. "I will always love you. Nothing will ever come between us."