And here we go again: I do not own them, I just like to play with them.

Chapter Nineteen

EmPOV

I couldn't stop laughing.

I literally had tears running down my face.

"You're such an ass," Bella said laughing along with me.

"But," I wheezed. "That was just too damned funny."

"It was not," she said giving another round of giggles. "It was quite humiliating and could've scarred me for life."

That just made me laugh all the more.

"I can't believe he bit your..." I broke off laughing again.

She reached over and slapped me on the arm.

"It's not that funny McCarty," she said giving me her patented eye roll.

I took a deep breath, trying to contain my amusement, "So you're trying to tell me, that after your little geeky lab partner deflowered you, lasting only twenty seconds I might add; he went down on you and nearly bit your vagina off?"

She glared at me, but I could see the smile threatening as she nodded.

"And this is not funny how?" I asked trying to keep the laughter out of my voice.

"Oh fuck off," she said without any real fire.

Cue the laughter again.

Man, my sides were hurting.

"You're an idiot," she said watching me with a smile on her face. "Tell me about yours."

"It wasn't nearly as bad as yours," I said composing myself.

"Whatever, just dish," she said grabbing some chips.

"Well of course I lost my virginity to an older woman."

Her brows rose at that comment.

"I was fifteen. She was almost twenty. College girl," I said with a smirk.

"Moron," Bella said.

"It was great for me. And it was great for her too, but she wanted to do things that I wasn't about to do, so she went around spreading rumours," I said.

"Oh don't stop there," Bella said. "I gave you the less than stellar details."

"She wanted to do role-playing. She was into some freaky shit," I said.

"Oh?" Bella said. "Go on."

I groaned, why did I say I was gonna tell her this again?

"She wanted me to dress as a farm girl while she fucked my ass with a strap-on," I said burying my head in my hands.

The room was silent for a few moments before Bella burst into wild gales of laughter.

I mean, she got really loud. At one point I thought she was going to hyperventilate. No sound was coming out of her mouth, and she looked like a fish out of water.

"Now who's being an idiot?" I said sullenly.

She leaned over and wiped the tears of mirth from her eyes, "Awww poor widdle Emmy, you didn't want to be dominated?"

"Shut up. Moving on," I said with a roll of my eyes.

"You wanna continue playing or should we just continue with the questions?" she asked.

I shrugged, "It's up to you."

"I don't mind kicking your ass again," she said with a smug smile.

"I believe I just kicked your ass," I told her with a smug smile of my own.

"To-may-to, to-ma-to," she scoffed. "Let's go," she said taking up her control.

I was gonna kick her ass again.

~*~TA~*~

BPOV

This was actually fun.

I was having a good time.

Who would've thought?

I was once again on the cusp of kicking his ass.

"Wanna take a break before I win again?" I taunted.

"Shaddup," he muttered, focused on the screen.

I laughed, "Your attempts are futile."

"It ain't over until the fat lady sings," he said, his tongue peeking out from between his teeth as he concentrated.

"Well...I think I can hear her," I said as I delivered the kill blow.

I got up and did a little victory dance as I heard him curse next to me.

"There, there," I said patting his leg.

"You watch The Big Bang?" he asked.

"Of course," I said. "Soft kitty, warm kitty, little ball of fur," I sang.

"Happy kitty, sleepy kitty, purr, purr, purr," Emmett finished.

"Wow, you may have just gotten cool in my eyes," I told him.

"Yeah, yeah," he replied. "Get on with the questions."

"Apart from the story about your grandfather's will, why did you opt to pay the bimbo to have your baby?" I asked.

He wasn't the only one who got to ask heavy questions.

"She's not a bimbo," he said snappishly.

"She ran with your money, what do you expect me to think?" I told him.

"She returned the money," he said. "Anyway I chose her because she had good genes, and to be honest I didn't really care about it. I just wanted the kid so I could appease my father and his deranged father."

"I see," I told him. "Okay."

"You see?" he asked.

"I guess," I said. "Next question."

He nodded, "Fine."

"You seem to have an aversion to relationships, well serious ones at least. Who was the person who hurt you?" I asked.

I watched his face for the emotions.

He looked at me, shocked at first, then his face closed off.

Blank.

I thought I was good at doing that.

"No one hurt me," he said.

"I thought we said total honesty," I told him quietly.

He didn't say anything for a few moments.

"Her name was Thea. I was madly in love with her and I thought she was in love with me. We had only been dating for a few months, but it felt so real," he said.

I didn't expect him to actually say anything more on the subject, so I just listened.

"She was very high maintenance. Loved the finer things in life, and I being the son of one of the wealthiest men this side of the hemisphere, I was perfect for her," he went on.

"I was going to marry her, all of my friends thought I was being foolish, tried to dissuade me," he said giving a short laugh. "I refused to listen to them naturally."

Of course he refused. The man was as stubborn as a mule.

'Yes kettle, meet pot,' the voice in my head said. I chose to ignore it.

"I asked her to marry me; she said yes. Everything was right in my world."

"How old were you?" I asked.

"Eighteen," he said.

So young. I found myself trying to picture him at that age.

"So, as I was saying, she said yes. My parents were less than thrilled, but to an eighteen year old, what did I care?" he said bitterly.

"The night before the wedding my boys held a bachelor party for me, you know booze, strippers, the whole shebang.

Well the strippers all wore masks which was cool, I liked that. One of the strippers caught my attention particularly as she rode one of my friend's dick."

Interesting party.

"We were young and horny all the time," he said as if that explained it all. "It was expected. I didn't care. I was glad he was getting some."

I nodded. I wasn't judging.

"Right, so she caught my attention, or more so something on her caught my attention," he said. "A small butterfly tattoo in the small of her back.

I moved closer to them unconsciously, wanting to see that tattoo closer. I had a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach."

He looked so far away. I wanted to hug him right then, and bring him back to the present.

"I knew that tattoo. Thea had one just like it," he said whisper soft.

"The stripper was moaning as she bounced in my friend's lap, completely enjoying herself. She was whispering to him, I knew that voice. It was her. It was my fiancée, fucking one of my friends on the night before our wedding," he said.

Oh God no.

What a blow that had to have been.

"What did you do?"

He shrugged, "I called off the wedding. And I fucked my way through the rest of college. She turned me off of relationships."

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Shit happens," he replied with a shrug.

We were quiet for a while, I was trying to digest what he had just told me and I figured he could use a few moments to himself.

I cleared my throat, "You ready to continue?"

He nodded, "Sure."

"How did you meet James?" I asked.

He smiled, a real smile. I was glad I brought up James, he needed something happy again.

"I met James when I turned twenty, there was this huge frat party. I got pissing drunk and started doing a whole bunch of shit, he drove my drunk ass back to campus and stayed with me during the night," he said with a chuckle.

And he never thought about James being gay? Slow much.

"He didn't stay for that reason," he said as if he had read my mind. "Well then again, it could've been part of the reason, but he stayed so that he could bang shit together in the morning."

I laughed, "I love that man already."

Emmett's brow rose and I shook my head, "Don't even go there."

"Next question," he said.

"Where would you like to vacation most?" I asked.

It was a random question, but I didn't want to go back into anything heavy after my first question.

"I've never thought about that," he answered. "I can pretty much go where ever I chose so..." he trailed off.

"I'd love to go to Venice," I said. "And travel on a gondola."

"Sounds nice," he replied. "Last question now?"

I nodded, "What happened with your football career?"

"Busted my knee, it's fine now but not fine enough to go on to play pro," he said with a grimace. "I still love the game, hell, I love all sports that's why I do what I do now."

"Oh, okay," I told him. "I'm hungry, let's get something to eat."

He looked down at his watch, "We've been playing for nearly three hours," he said with a shocked expression on his face.

"Really?" I said grabbing his hand to look down at his watch. "Wow, time flies..."

"When you're having fun?" he finished looking at me strangely.

I nodded.

I was having fun.

Amazing.

"Your eyes are really something," Emmett said suddenly.

Huh?

"Um..." I said. "Thanks?"

"Let's get something to eat," he said sitting back abruptly.

James took that moment to return home.

"Honies...I'm home!" he called loudly.

He came around the corner and into the livingroom and came to a halt, a big smile on his face.

"You're still alive," he half whispered.

Emmett rolled his eyes, and unfolded his large frame from the couch. "Did you think we'd murder each other Jay?"

"The thought crossed my mind," James said with a careless shrug.

I stood up and patted James' cheek. "You should have more faith in my self-control. Now could somebody get the pregnant lady something to eat."

James started to move, but Emmett beat him to it. "I got it, something with mushrooms...pizza?"

I nodded, pleased that he was listening earlier.

He went to order the pizza, leaving James and I in the living-room alone.

"So what did you two do while I was gone?" James asked.

"We played twenty questions, we're not done yet though," I said with a grin.

James looked at me, as though he didn't believe me.

I chuckled, "I'm not messing with you. We really did."

He leaned over and hugged me, "I'm so glad you're getting to know each other."

I sighed and hugged him back, "Me too."

And I was.

A/N: So the twenty questions goes on pause, don't worry they'll get to finish it eventually.

To my guest, who thinks it's a slow and torturous way to get to know each other, they needed it. And it wasn't just so they could get to know each other, it was to help them become comfortable with each other. To all my other darlings, thanks for keeping me going. *kisses*

I'm off to bed now. See you lovelies soon. ~ Riney