Back again! I hope to get you another chapter this weekend but I haven't gotten a chance to write anymore yet and I only have one more chapter in reserve. Hope you enjoy some brotherly love below!

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Cover Girl Chapter 5

"I swear to god, Emmett, if you fart in my car again I'm going to punch you in the junk!" Edward yelled from the driver's seat as he rolled down the window to let the stench out.

"Dude, it's not me, it's the burrito," Emmett tried to argue but Edward wasn't having it.

"You didn't have to buy it; don't you know that gas station burritos are death in a plastic wrapper? They eat you from the inside out. They've already gone to work on your intestines judging by the smell," Edward countered and Emmett just laughed him off as he let another fart rip.

"So damn disgusting!" Edward growled as he gripped the steering wheel tighter.

He was glad they were only about ten miles from Vegas. Emmett had gotten them reservations at the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino, though Edward wasn't there for the gambling. He just wanted to check in and shower the two day drive off of him, get something to eat and crash. He had his first meeting at the campus the next day and Emmett was being secretive about something he had planned for them while they were there.

Edward truly wanted to take the campus tour and pick up the new edition of Bunny Life that was coming out the next day. He had already arranged everything with his academic advisor. He was scheduled to tour the campus at nine the next morning, then break for lunch and meet up with a few of the students to meet the faculty and see how some of the classes were. The day after, he was set to meet with his financial advisor and discuss tuition costs and financial aid options. That afternoon he was going to meet with the students from the prior day and have several hours getting an in-depth look at the Howard R. Hughes College of Engineering, including several of the labs.

"Oh boy, we have finally arrived!" Emmett's excited words broke through Edward's mental musings.

"Where to?" Edward asked and Emmett turned up the volume on the GPS and helped Edward navigate his way to the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino. Pulling up, they were greeted by the valet.

"Welcome to the Hard Rock, where we guarantee your stay to be the best in Vegas. Please, allow us to take your bags while you check in and we hope you enjoy your time at the Hard Rock."

Edward thanked the man and handed over his car keys while Emmett headed inside and towards the receptionist's desk. Edward followed him, his laptop bag slung over his shoulder, feeling somewhat uncomfortable about people waiting on him like they were, but he knew it was their job and allowed the two men in their bellhop uniforms to follow him with the trolleys of luggage. Edward had packed light, just one suitcase and one duffle bag, but Emmett was more like a girl with his matching set of luggage that contained seven pieces. Sure, he was a big guy who needed big clothes, but that was overkill for a few days in Vegas.

Edward was momentarily stunned by the sheer opulence meets rock-n-roll that the lobby was draped in. His eyes darted from the lights to the flooring to the furnishing and back again, never stopping as he tried to take it all in. He knew to expect that of the strip at night, but hadn't expected it of the hotel lobbies.

By the time he gathered his wits about him and caught up to Emmett, the attendant was leading them toward one of the elevators and pushing a button for a floor much higher than Edward expected them to be staying in. He knew the higher you went, the higher the price went, but Emmett seemed unfazed. The numbers kept climbing as Edward began to panic. He had offered to split the cost of the room with Emmett and was wondering just what he got himself into. Emmett seemed to notice and finally spoke up when the doors opened on the sixteenth floor.

"Don't worry, I got this," Emmett said but Edward wasn't appeased.

"No, I said I'd split the cost," he replied and Emmett just waved him off.

"Like I told you before, I have more than enough to cover this. Remember, you're looking at the next big NFL star, and they pay well."

"Emmett, I can't let you do that," Edward countered and Emmett turned and stopped Edward in the middle of the hallway.

"Look, this is my treat. I know I was a bit of a shit brother growing up and I picked on you more than necessary," Emmett said and Edward had to nod in agreement. "I also know that you've had to live in my shadow and that it's been tough, especially on the field. You didn't have to play football but Dad and I loved it that you did, even if your heart wasn't into it. This school, I can tell you really want to go there, and you're a nerd to the core even if you hide it well on the outside. This is a gift from me to you. I want to pay for this, let you have the time of your life and an experience you'll never forget, and I want you to quit worrying about the money and believe me when I say that I got this. Please, Edward? For your 'bubba'?" Emmett asked, breaking out his pouty face that made him look like an overgrown toddler and added in Edward's name for him when he was younger; Edward was powerless to resist.

"Okay, fine! But I don't want to know what you're spending, not one red cent or I'll go ballistic, I swear."

"Deal, now, let's see our swanky room," Emmett replied and turned to catch up with the attendant who had stopped at their door.

"Here you go Mr. Cullen, I hope the accommodations are to your liking," the attendant said as he held the door open for them to enter.

Edward was beside himself. Their room was the epitome of a bachelor pad complete with a pool table. The room was total rock star and Edward didn't know where to look first. The entire thing was just over the top.

"Nice," was all Emmett said as he picked up the cue ball and rolled it across the pool table towards the other balls.

"You know, I would have expected you to be more of a stripper pole kind of guy," Edward joked but Emmett didn't smile.

"You wound me, bro. Besides, that suite was already booked so I had to settle for this. But, I did get the adjoining double queen suite so you didn't have to listen to me snore," Emmett replied and Edward just face palmed himself.

"The mini-bar is here," the attendant said, giving them a tour of the suite, "And here is the main sleeping quarters. Through this door is the additional suite. There are phones by each bed and one in the living quarters of the main suite. Please do not hesitate to ring the concierge if you require anything. Room service is available twenty-four hours a day, and the casino is open at all hours as well. I hope you gentlemen enjoy your stay at The Hard Rock Hotel and Casino," he finished up his spiel and stood there quietly staring at Edward and Emmett.

Edward wasn't sure what he was waiting for but Emmett seemed to know and pulled out his wallet, handing over two twenty dollar bills. The attendant thanked them while the second attendant, who had come up on a separate elevator set their luggage down near the door, and both exited with the trolleys.

"Come on, let's unpack, shower, and then get some grub. I'm starving!" Emmett exclaimed and Edward had to laugh.

"You just ate four gas station burritos like two hours ago!" he said and Emmett waved him off.

"Oh shut it. I'm a growing boy who needs his strength. Besides, I want to see the sights."

Edward agreed that he did want to do the touristy thing for a while so he headed into the second suite and put his clothes away before hopping into the shower. By the time he got out, Emmett was already dressed and lounging in front of the television waiting for Edward.

"Ready, bro?" he asked when Edward appeared.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Edward replied and the two got up, grabbed their room keys, and headed out for what Edward assumed would be an adventure. Everything with Emmett already was and in Vegas, all bets were off.

"Remember, Edward," Emmett said as they got into the elevator. "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas."

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

"Good, because you're going to have the time of your life!" Emmett said with a wide grin and waggling eyebrows.

Edward wondered if he should be worried about Emmett's enthusiasm, but decided to shrug it off and live in the moment. He knew that once college started, he'd be so immersed in his studies for at least six to eight years that partying would be a thing of the past, not that he ever really partied to begin with.

As the elevator reached the lobby and the doors opened, Edward took a deep breath and readied himself for whatever Emmett and Vegas were going to throw his way. He had a feeling that it would be the experience of a lifetime. He knew that Emmett had something up his sleeve, and he knew that it would be something he would either love him or hate him for. Edward just hoped that whatever Emmett had planned for their stay in Vegas would be a memory of a lifetime.

Well? What did you think? Emmett really is a good big brother wanting to take care of his little bro. Hope you enjoyed and hope to see you soon!