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June
It had been three months since the ballet studio.
I'd been spending nearly every waking moment with Emmett, and some sleeping ones when I stayed at 'Bellas house'. He was incredible and every moment spent with him had me falling more and more in love.
Paul had, thankfully, kept up his end of our deal. He didn't say a word to Billy and was as good a friend as ever. He'd even backed off a bit when it came to the Cullen's, a topic we had both agreed was a no go for us when we hung out.
Bella and Edward were ditzy and in love too, which was weird to me whenever I thought about it too long. I mean, she was his blood singer. He craved her blood more than anything else, it was kinda weird. But it wasn't my business and as long as Bella was happy and Edward didn't kill her I wasn't going to say anything. So I tried not to think on it at all.
I did find out more about Emmett and Rose's past, which was more than I'd hoped for. Turns out Rose had saved Emmett from a bear attack and begged Carlisle to turn him. She thought Emmett was her mate at first, and Emmett thought she was his mate too. They were blissful lovers for fifteen years until Alice and Jasper joined the coven and Alice told them that they had mates waiting for them in the future.
They kept seeing each other casually up until they moved to Forks two years ago, when Alice told Emmett he'd find me soon. Emmett didn't want to have any drama when he found his mate so he called things off with Rose right then, and Rose wasn't very happy.
Emmett assured me that he had no feelings for Rosalie, that it was nothing compared to how he felt for me. He also reassured me that most of Rosalie's feelings against me were just jealousy because she wanted to find her mate too.
Anyways, it had been four months of blissful happiness-- and sexual tension.
Despite Emmett and I spending everyday together, we had yet to do more than make out. It was frustrating, to say the least. I wanted him more than anything, but his fear of hurting me outweighed his desire to have me.
I was desperate to find a way to tip the scales in my favor, after all I really didn't think Emmett could hurt me, even accidentally. But I had no idea how to do it. Bella was no help, of course, because she too was having a very similar issue. Though hers was a little more complicated because Edward was saving himself for marriage.
I woke up today with a wave of determination. I'm not sure what it was but there was an extra skip in my step as I made my way downstairs for breakfast and an extra wide smile on my lips as I got ready to leave for the day.
Bella and I were meeting up with the guys to go on a double date to some secluded waterfall Emmett told us about. And since it wasn't like we could go swimming in public because of the sparkly problem Edward and Em shared, the secluded hole would be perfect.
