I was wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a blouse under a white blazer with a pair of black heel boots. My hair was let down with a front bump and wore diamond studs in my ear.
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I looked at myself approvingly. I was hot.
A pair of large arms hugged my waist from behind. His reflection stared back at me in the mirror and he had a small smirk on his face.
"You look beautiful." he says.
"Thank you, Monkey Man." I say with a smile.
"You ready to go, angel." Emmett kissed the side of my head.
"Yeah." I said, caressing his chiseled jaw. "I wonder if she's up yet."
"Probably not." he smirked. "It's only 9:30."
I smile and continue to stare at our reflections in the mirror. My eyes drifted over the large hand that rested beneath mine and I frowned.
"You're wearing your wedding band?" I reprimand.
"Oops." he said, noticing the gold ring on his finger. "I'll be back."
I sigh as he disappears from behind me.
He reappeared behind me seconds later, pulling me into his chest.
I had an annoyed look on my face and gently rocked in attempt to coax me. As always, it worked and I relaxed against although there were still traces of annoyance in my eyes.
"I'm sorry." he said lowly, kissing the top of my head.
I exhaled.
"It's fine." I mumbled.
"You really think we shouldn't tell her?" he questioned and I nod my head. "Think she'll be mad?"
"No." I reply tiredly. "She'd probably be happy for us. But, I don't want her to feel left out."
"I don't think she'd be too happy about us keeping it from her." Em says with doubt.
"I know." I felt vexed. "But I think she'll understand when the time comes. If it comes that is."
Emmett frowned and held me tighter.
It wasn't something that I liked to think about either - the possibilities.
