Chapter 3

Rosalie's POV

I ended up falling asleep next to Esme on the sofa with the sun beaming in on us from the window after I ate. I wasn't exactly sure how I long I slept, but I woke up one time to check on Esme and she was sleeping, too. I went back to sleep and stayed that way for a while longer.

Emmett's POV

I was so damn anxious all day during school that when we got home, I was practically bouncing off the wall. I went in to greet my wife, but when we got into the living room where we knew she and Esme would be, the sun was streaming in through the window, causing Rose to glow and Esme to sparkle like the rest of us were. That wasn't the only thing; they were both sleeping, as in Rosalie and Esme.

"Aw, they are so adorable," Alice would've squealed had Rosalie and Esme not been sleeping, "Bells, gimme your camera," she held out her hand for Bella.

"Is it me or does Rosalie kind of look like a baby?" Bella wondered, pulling her camera out and handing it to Alice.

"Yeah, I noticed that this morning," Jasper agreed as his spastic wife snapped more photos of mine. I saw Edward's lips twitch slightly. I smirked. It's okay, Edward, you can laugh. You know I'm funny. He snickered and I chuckled.

"So, what do we do now?" Bella asked awkwardly.

"Let's watch some television," Jasper proposed quietly.

"No, it might wake them up," Alice said.

"Well, it's four now, so Carlisle should be home in an hour. We won't have to wait around for that long," Edward commented, though I'm not sure that that even added to the conversation.

"Why don't we play Apples to Apples," I suggested. If I'm gonna have to wait around for my wife to wake up, might as well doing it while playing a very awesome game.

The game went by so fucking slow, but it was still fun. Jasper won the first game and I won the second. Everyone else complained that we cheated, which makes no sense because we were across the circle from each other. We couldn't have whispered it because Edward and Alice would've heard us, and neither of us have powers that would allow us to communicate like that without anyone realizing, so they were really just sore losers. I laugh at their sore loserness. Laugh. Edward kept getting annoyed with me because I kept on glancing at Rosalie sleeping, but I just told him that next time he watches Bella sleep I'm gonna punch him in the nuts for interrupting me watching my wife sleep, who never sleeps. Ever.

At around five fifteen or so we heard the garage door open and Carlisle pull in and park his Mercedes. It's about damn time, father. I was getting a tad impatient here. Edward raised his eyebrows and I just shrugged as Carlisle came through the garage door.

"Hello, Esme, Rosalie, kids, I'm home," Carlisle called, coming into the room.

"I love how we're just his "kids." We don't have names," Jasper laughed jokingly.

Carlisle chuckled. "You know I didn't mean it like…" he trailed off; I guess he saw our wives asleep on the couch. His was sparkling like a diamond and mine was kind of glowing like a light bulb. Now I can sing You Light Up My Life next time she's glowing in the sun. Carlisle cleared his throat, "they're sleeping."

"Good eye, Dad," I chuckled, earning a nudge from Alice, not that it hurt.

"This is weird," he stated, leaning over the two women.

"Mm-hmm," I chuckled.

"Could you all maybe stop staring at us?" I heard my lovely wife murmur as her eyes fluttered open.

Rosalie's POV

The sound of my love's voice and the scent of pine cones and grass woke me up, which alerted me of Carlisle's presence. I knew he would surprised to see Esme and I sleeping, so when I woke up, I inconspicuously rubbed my ass against her pelvis just to piss her off and to make sure she was awake, too. She hummed into the back of my neck quietly and pinched my left ass cheek, which was when I decided to speak up.

"Could you all maybe stop staring at us?"

Em grinned his beautiful goofy grin at me and I stood up to hug him in a greeting. Esme did the same to Carlisle. Em sniffed my hair and kissed the top of my head. A little lower, honey. "How did you sleep?"

"Wonderful," we answered in unison with matching smiles; well, they were more like smirks.

I guess something odd in our emotions led Jasper to believe we did something other than sleep. "Was there anything else that you did?"

"What are you suggesting, Jasper?" even Alice seemed confused.

Jasper didn't answer her, but instead inclined his head toward Esme and me, encouraging more information. Esme cracked first.

"We made out, but she started it," she accused, pointing at me.

I gaped at her and my voice jumped up about three octaves. "I did not! You totally grabbed my ass first!"

"That's only because you did that weird hip grinding thing," she retorted in a pouting voice.

"Which by the way, was so your fault," I replied in a sing song tone.

"How?"

"Okay, so, wait, you two kissed?" Carlisle wondered, ignoring Esme's question.

"Um, yeah, we did… a lot," I murmured and I glanced over at Edward to see him hiding his laughter behind his hand. He was shaking his head. He'd always thought I was lesbian because I appreciated my body image more than he did. I scowled at him, "shut up, Edward, at least I get more pussy than you do," I bit off and he got quiet real quick. I grinned, pleased with myself.

"Rosalie," Carlisle scolded my language.

"Sorry."

"Can I see?" Emmett asked all of the sudden. I furrowed my eyebrows and smacked his shoulder. He laughed, "what? It's not every day Esme, or you for that matter kiss girls. It's only natural to be curious." (AN: Sorry to interrupt, but I just thought I'd let you know that the last line I got from the best show ever; CHARMED. Piper said it to Phoebe in the episode "Trial By Magic" in the fourth season and she was referring to being curious about a court cases.)

"It's up to Mommy Dearest," I smiled at Esme.

She scrunched up her face. "Don't call me that."

"You know you love it," I teased, sitting back down on the sofa. She simply shook her head and placed herself in front of me, so I pulled her down on me. She was straddling my lap now and her face was so very close to mine. Her breath fanned over my face and I decided that she smelled like Calla Lilies. She shook her head again, this time in disbelief before pressing her soft lips to mine. I giggled against her lips before submitting to her and giving her access to the inside of my mouth, where her tongue danced with mine in a rhythmic motion. I put my hand on her thigh and moved it up slowly before squeezing the area about two inches below her hip. Her hips jerked into mine and she squealed in my mouth and pulled back with a laugh. She leaned back lazily and almost fell, but I pulled her up and softly pushed her on the spot next to me. All the while we were laughing our fucking heads off.

"There, you saw it for yourselves. We kissed," Esme announce serenely after we calmed down enough to talk.

"No, you two fucking went at-" Carlisle cut my husband off with my usual smack to the back of the head.

"Hmph, Em, let's go upstairs," I mumbled, grabbing his hand and gliding up the stairs, trying to ignore the very, very, very faint scent of Bella's arousal.

"Babe, that was hot," he smiled after I'd closed the door to our room. I felt an immense amount of intimacy whenever I was alone with Emmett and being alone in our room made it all the more obvious to me. I peered up at him and lust and love clouded my vision. He was so goddamn manly. His muscles were practically busting out of his tight black shirt and the fact that he had a semi hard on wasn't helping matters much either. My stomach did some flips as his hands ghosted over my hips and wrapped around my waist.

"Mm-hmm," was all I could manage in response. His scent filled me to the brim and seeped from my pores, if vampires even had pores, if I was still a vampire. There was a soft knock at the door and I dreaded answering it. I would've known they were coming earlier if my husband hadn't unintentionally distracted me.

"Rosalie, Carlisle wants you to go hunting with Alice and I," Edward informed me softly on the other side of the door.

I groaned loudly when Emmett removed his arms from my body. The lack of contact physically hurt. I turned toward the door lethargically and opened it to reveal a sheepish Edward, scuffing his shoes on the ground. "Okay, let's go."

"Do you want to put some shoes on?" he queried, but I shook my head.

"Put some shoes on, Rosalie," Carlisle called from his and Esme's room.

My shoulders slacked visibly. "Fine," I huffed and turned around to see Em holding a pair of my jogging shoes up for me. I smiled gently at him, "thank you, love."

"My pleasure," he said before pecking me on the lips.

"Okay, let us go," I ushered Edward out of the room and he led me downstairs, where Alice was waiting rather impatiently.

"Finally, let's go," she grabbed our hands and we shot out of the house and into the dimly lit forest.

At first, my eyes adjusted easily, but I then developed this unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. After my fifth elk, I felt the stupid, good for nothing organ lurch inside me, causing me to gag. I found the nearest tree and leaned against it, clutching my stomach as the chicken and macaroni and cheese from earlier established its presence for the second time. That is soooooooo nasty.

"Rose, what's- oh, ew," Edward came over and saw my puke.

"Edward, Rose, what's- oh, ew," okay, really, Alice?

"Yeah, I think I got the point; my vomit is ickish," I stated with a slight nod, gathering myself to get ready to head back. I took a step forward and my stomach twist in protest. I groaned, "I think that running took something out of me."

"I'll carry you," Edward offered, while Alice just kind of ran off. Thanks, bitch, I love you, too. Before I had time to even comment, Edward had scooped me into his arms and we were back home sooner than I'd realized. My head was spinning, so when Edward put me on the sofa, I closed my eyes.

"Edward, Alice, what happened?" I heard Carlisle question, kneeling down beside.

"My stomach hurt, I threw up and they brought me home," I stated calmly, "that's what happened, but I'm fine now," I felt warm hands on my stomach, pressing lightly in different areas. I hissed when he pressed on my abdomen and pushed him back a little. A whine escaped me and my eyes opened slowly. A rush of something I couldn't place flew through me, pushing out all the bad I was feeling inside me. It was something I only ever felt with Emmett. Smiling, I sat up and ran a hand through my hair, "I feel amazing. Let's go out. I wanna go out."

"Rosalie, you can't go anywhere just yet," Carlisle told me with a slight chuckle in his voice.

I frowned. "Why not?"

"Because love, we have school tomorrow," Emmett grinned, bouncing down the stairs.

I smiled at him, feeling better than ever. "But I don't wanna go to school."

"But you have to," he said, coming to sit on the sofa next to me.

"Blah. School sucks," I stuck my tongue out in distaste.

"What in the hell has got you in such a good mood?" he wondered with mock suspicion. I loved for it. I loved him for everything and nothing at all.

"I… I love you," I giggled, kissing his left dimple, "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I lo-"

"Okay, Rosalie, we get it, you love Emmett," Jasper cut me off, passing to go into the kitchen where Esme and Alice were, "I'll even make you a shirt that says I love Emmett Cullen just so you don't have to say it all the time."

"But I like saying it," I giggled happily, "I like saying I love my husband, don't you?"

"Well, I mean, I love Emmett like a brother, but I don't particularly wanna say it all the time," Jasper joked teasingly, "guys aren't like that."

"Oh, haha, you're so funny, Jasper," I laughed with sarcasm dripping from my voice.

"I've been told," he laughed from the kitchen.

So, yeah, that was the third chapter. Sorry it took so long, I've been busy with school and stuff. So, mm-hmm, yeah.

~Mrs. Rosalie Lillian Hale :D