BPOV
"I really feel for you, Emmet!" Edward said to Rosalie's fiance at their engagement party, "I had warned you that my sister is the bossiest woman in the whole world, but you didn't listen! So all I can say now is... Good luck to you! You will need it!"
'Bossiest woman'?
I shook my head. This guy was something else. He was such a misogynist!
"Shut up!" Rosalie smacked his shoulder, and Emmett laughed out loud.
"What?" He came to me after a minute or so and asked me.
"You seem mad for some reason," he said.
"I am not," I said.
"I don't know... I thought you were cursing me or something..." he chuckled.
"No, I was just thinking that you're so... so..." I struggled to find the correct word.
"Witty? Smart? Funny?" He said.
I looked at him with disbelief. Yeah, this guy was something else!
"Misogynist. Arrogant. Self-centered. Asshole. Jerk." I said.
"Wow! That's what you think I am?" He chuckled.
"Yes." I said, "You can't tolerate strong women around you."
"Oh really?" he said, "Why do you think so?"
"I mean, that's why you come up with all these labels for them... 'Gold-digger', 'bossy', blah, blah..."
I was pretty sure he had acted like an ass with his girlfriend, and that's the reason they broke up recently!
He smiled and took a sip off his drink.
"You really don't think highly of me, don't you?" he smiled.
Think highly of him?
"Have you ever given me a reason to think highly of you?" I asked.
"That's a good one!" He laughed.
"I really hope you find a really strong woman someday who doesn't give a crap about your bullshit and whips your ass," I said.
"Oh, I really hope so too," he answered as he looked straight into my eyes and winked.
Okay, now why the fuck did that look feel very intense?
And why did I just notice his eyes?
They were so... deep and green!
Wait, what the fuck was wrong with me!
Why was I giving a damn about his eyes!