I didn't want to move from the bed. Emmet and I were cuddling on the bed under the covers talking about what we have missed from one another's lives the past eight decades.
I felt really bad for em, I was the only one to ever take him seriously and play his video games with actual care. I could tell he was just thinking from memory not actually trying to do anything aside from trying to catch me up on what I missed. He's making me wish I had never left.
We grab our bags and walk down to my car. Emmet grans my bag from me opening the door throwing it into the tray along with his own. He then slips around the car and into the drivers seat. I'm pressed up against Emmet's side with his pair hand around my waist and his palm resting on my upper thigh.
I had my eyes concentrated on his hand. I could see it relaxing as it released its grip a little only to tense and grip my thigh again. I was seriously considering telling em to turn around and carry him to my bed and teach him a lesson about why its not a great idea to push a lady. But it was too late we had already pulled into forks. Damn. Better get it over with.
I let my mind wonder from the task at hand and onto 'the callen's' I wondered weather it'd be a good idea to show them my vampire self then guilt trip them then tell them who I really am. Maybe em can help me with it. I wrapped my shield around me as tightly as vampericly possible.
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FanfictionBella and Emmett love story set 80 years after they left. Actual blurb inside