Chapter 46

BPOV

Arkansas…California…Colorado….

The states weren’t working and the throbbing between my thighs was growing worse. I tried to think about something else but I couldn’t stop my internal muscles from tightening and with each compression the pressure in my belly grew. I had to do something fast or the results were going to be disastrous.

“Rose do you need any help with that?” the words rushed from my mouth. I had hoped that the tension I was feeling wasn’t as plainly clear in my voice to the other people in the room as it was to me.

Rose looked up from what she was doing with narrowed eyes. “Um…no, but you could start the garlic bread.”

Oh thank God

As I moved a tingle of pleasure ran through my body causing me to shiver. Edward must have noticed my predicament because he chuckled. He could be an evil bastard sometimes; and to think I had just defended his honor to Esme. Gentleman my Ass! I had a good mind to call up his mother and let her know exactly what her precious son was doing to me.

Letting out a long sigh I focused really hard on opening the twist tie that held the bread wrapper closed. Edward moved with me and as he passed by to get the wine out of the cooler his hand ran down the length of my arm. The extra sensation from his touch made my muscles clench tighter and I think I let out a whimper because Rose glanced at me with a smirk.

Bastard!

I needed something else to occupy my mind and it didn’t matter what it was! “Jasper,” I looked up from the two loaves of bread, “could you turn on some music?”

“Sure…anything in particular?” he asked moving to a panel in the wall.

Before I could answer Emmett made an observation, “You alright little Bella? You seem a kind of jumpy tonight.”

Edward’s voice came from behind me, “Isabella’s been jumpy all weekend.”

“I have not!” the words left my mouth without any thought of the repercussions they might cause. Emmett chuckled and a small giggle came from Rose who was standing next to me, but my eyes went to Edward. His face became stone cold hardness while his eyes widened as they turned dark.

Oh. Shit.

The throbbing between my thighs was gone and the pressure in my stomach was replaced with nervousness. Edward gave me two signals in a solitary motion; the first was to lower my eyes, the second was to continue with what I was doing. My gaze automatically went back to the counter pulling my lip between my teeth while Jasper turned on some soft Jazz.

“Oh yeah, she’s a spit fire,” Emmett chuckled again but to tell the truth I didn’t find it funny at all and I let him know it with the glare in my eye.

Edward’s body pressed up against my back making me stiffen as I spread a layer of garlic butter over the bread. His hand came out from my side offering me the glass of Burgundy. “Wine for my little spit-fire.”

His words were tense telling me he was not happy. Rose covered the bowl of tossed salad she was working on and then moved to place it in the refrigerator leaving Edward a window to speak softly in my ear. “Do you need to be reminded of your place Isabella?”

I shook my head but before I could speak he did, “Oh, I think you do. Converse, have fun, but don’t you look upon my face for the rest of the evening.”

My eyes shot up to see that Emmett and Jasper were not paying any attention to us and I was glad for that. It was bad enough that Edward was reprimanding me in their company, I didn’t want to be completely mortified by their awareness of what he was saying. His lips brushed against my temple while he whispered in my ear, “Do you understand me Isabella?”

“Yes Sir,” I spoke softly so that only he would hear, adding the ‘sir’ in hopes of gaining some brownie points, but something told me it wouldn’t help. Edward kissed me once more before joining his brothers.

A few minutes after they went into the other room to play Wii Golf, Alice came back into the kitchen. “Ok what did I miss?” glancing to Rose I took a large sip of wine before answering, “Nothing.”

“Did you get rid of Tanya?” Rose asked with distain.

“Yes, can you believe her nerve inviting herself to stay for drinks? First off I told her to be here by five not six. Oh, and she had boob job and not a very good one either!” Rose and I laughed.

“How do you know that Alice?”

She answered Rose’s question while taking a tray of cheese with fruit on it out of the fridge, “Because I don’t know of any twenty-seven year old woman who grows two cup sizes and besides that, her nipples are uneven.”

I laughed, but Rose continued with her investigation, “What the hell are you looking at her nipples for?”

“Rose you saw that ribbon outfit, the darts in the breast area had to be exactly perfect,” she sat the tray on the island in front of us while continuing to explain, “when I fit her, one nipple was up here and one was all the way down there.” Alice used her two hands to illustrate her point.

“I’m telling you she’s got lopsided nipples!” We laughed in part because of Alice’s evaluation along with her demeanor.

Alice took a small wrapped bowl off the counter adding it to a plate of crackers before putting it on the tray and taking the whole thing into the other room. Once she was out of the kitchen Rose leaned her back against the counter giving me a smile. “Are you alright?” she chuckled, “yelling like that wasn’t the best thing to do.”

“I know.” Shifting my feet the clip moved again making me suck air in through my teeth. Rose grinned, she didn’t know exactly what was going on with my girly parts but she knew something was, she didn’t say anything instead asking about our dinner plans.

“Do you need me to bring anything?”

I shook my head taking another drink, “it’s nothing fancy and I think we’ve got it covered.”

“Got what covered?” Alice was just coming back in to join us.

“Um…dinner Monday night at our house.”

Alice stopped pouring her drink to look at me. “Rose is coming? Why wasn’t I invited?” she sounded hurt, but I hadn’t made the plans so if she was going to be upset with anyone it should be her brother not me. While I shrugged Rose gave her the facts.

“Aro needs to go over a few things about the club with Emmett and Edward because they are going to be in charge while he is on vacation. Since Edward and Bella are leaving Tuesday the only chance to get together is Monday night, so that is why we are going over for dinner.”

Her explanation seemed to pacify Alice but I added, “If you would like to come, you’re more than welcome.”

“Is Jane going to be there?” I didn’t understand the tone of her voice, nor the tightening of Rose’s lips.

“Yes, Jane and Aro.” From her reaction I got the feeling that she was not happy about that so I asked, “is there something the matter with Jane?”

“No…” Alice answered too quickly and after she took a drink she continued, “I love my aunt, it’s just the way she talks I find it hard to follow and I think it’s rather demeaning.”

“Don’t be so narrow minded Alice.”

“I’m not narrow minded Rose. I just don’t want it shoved in my face all the time.”

I was surprised by Alice’s comment. Jane always talks in the third person to me, the only exception was when we were in my room and I don’t have any problems understanding her. Edward said in my room she changed her speech out of respect for my wishes. Knowing that it made her niece uncomfortable I was sure she would do the same thing. I was going to make my opinion known when Rose clarified.

“You’re just upset because Jane always refers to Aro as Master.”

“Well who the hell does that?” Alice asked incredulously. “I mean really, is he like Major Nelson in I Dream of Jeanie. Yes Master …no Master.”

“You know you shouldn’t knock it until you try it! Call Jaz ‘Master’ one time or answer him with a ‘yes Sir’ and lower your eyes, then see how attentive he’ll be.”

I thought about what Rose was saying and I suppose that even in a vanilla relationship a man would like that. “It sure will feed his Ego.”

Rose agreed with me, “Damn straight it will.”

Alice checked the oven before we went to join the men. As I entered the room a few things came to my mind. First and foremost was that feeling of being an ill-tempered child, Edward had reprimanded me and once I was in his presence again that fact took over. The feeling produced in me an overwhelming sense of deep submission; I could literally feel it washing over me. The wetness between my thighs came along with it, bringing my attention back to the clip and the throb that it created. The other thing was that I needed to present myself, but due to his rebuke I didn’t know how I was to go about doing that.

Jasper and Emmett were standing to the side while Edward took his turn at the game. I waited until he was done then moved to stand next to him keeping my head straight and pretending to watch as Jasper set up his turn. In reality I was waiting for some kind of signal from Edward telling me what to do, I didn’t need to wait long.

His arm draped over my shoulder tucking me close while I felt his lips on my temple. “Why don’t you sit down and relax Isabella?”

Ok…that wasn’t so hard.

Sitting on the couch next to Rose watching Emmett play his turn Alice sat in a chair with a small plate of fruit and cheese. I watched and listened as the men laughed and made fun of each other, talking about getting a round of golf together while we are at the beach. Edward stayed off to the side of me, and I didn’t dare turn my head for fear that I would look at him.

I sensed rather then saw Edward move towards the back of the room and when Jasper was up he asked Alice to get him a beer. She sat up straight on the edge of the chair, lowered her chin in a demur manner and said, “Yes Sir.”

I sat there in shock for a split second before the giggling started. “You’re so bad,” Rose said through her laughter. My eyes went to the shock on Jasper’s face along with poor Emmett who looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head.

Alice couldn’t take it anymore and she started laughing, “Nope…I can’t do it!” the words came out through her tears of laughter. “Sorry Jazzy …” The three of us were a giggling mess and I had no idea where Edward was but the two men were still staring at us like we had lost our minds.

Emmett pointed at Rose and me, “That’s it…You two are not allowed to be alone with my baby sister anymore!”

His words just made us laugh harder, I was wiping my eyes when Edward said, “Now what did they do?”

“Dude, you don’t even want to know what they are teaching her now!”

“We didn’t teach her anything,” Rose’s defense might have had more weight if it hadn’t been said through bouts of giggling. Edward walked to my side placing a napkin on my lap, and then a plate, before holding a fresh glass of wine out for me.

“Thank you,” I told him taking the glass while forcing myself to keep my eyes from shifting in his direction. Emmett and Jasper went back to their game while Alice went to the get Jasper his beer. Taking a sip of wine I looked down at the plate Edward had prepared for me and all the merriment was gone.

I could feel my face fall turning into a full blown pout as Edward’s instructions from this morning came back to me, ‘you will be expected to eat what I supply.’ Not even able to look in his eyes there was nothing I could do about the small white plate balancing on my lap. All I could do was stare at the small bunch of white grapes, three hunks of cheese and two crackers that were smeared with a thick layer of brown stuff – pâté.


EPOV

My patience was definitely being tested. Ever since Bella’s little stunt with the table it had been one trying episode after another. I shudder to think what could have happened to her had she injured herself lifting so much weight. I had reminded her earlier and I believe that’s why I was so upset, because once again she blatantly disregarded her own welfare.

I knew what her punishment was going to be. She had previously asked the difference between a pleasurable and punishment spanking. I attempted to show her at the club with the caning but that didn’t work out very well. So I thought I would give her a firsthand look at how the same experience can be completely different simply because of the intent.

She had tried to make excuses for herself but I wasn’t buying it. She needed to understand that I wasn’t just being a controlling ass; it was fear for her safety. Bella had to think about her actions and hopefully resolve in her mind to never do it again. I sat at the table listening to her sniffle as she cried tears of repentance. Other than a few times when her shoulders bounced from the sobs she made no movements, instead making me proud by accepting her punishment with dignity.

I had hoped that Bella would be done by the time Mike arrived. I personally didn’t see what was so important about getting the count from last night. I couldn’t do anything with it until I got to the club Monday morning, but for some reason Aro wanted me to have it. Then of course Mike arrived early.

Bella only had a few minutes left and I had thought I would be back, but I told her she could be done once the time was up just in case, I’m glad I did. Mike wanted to talk about his inability to get into the store room.

“The thing is Edward, if Laurent is upstairs and Aro can’t be found someone on the main floor needs to be able to get supplies.”

“I understand that, but then their course of action is to call Laurent,” I told him, moving so that I was facing the entranceway that Bella would come through.

“Is it a matter of trust? Because you’ve known me a long time Edward, I haven’t done anything to not be trusted.” I have known Mike a long time; he’s been working at the club as security for years.

“Look …” and as I started to talk Bella came through the doorway. Her red puffy eyes met mine while her hand moved to clasp the top of the robe closed. She was uncomfortable and I couldn’t have that. Excusing myself I moved to Bella wiping the tears from her eyes, she looked so pitiful and I watched as she slowly moved up the steps.

Mike had watched the scene from his spot in the living room and when I rejoined him the smirk on his face irritated me. “All I can tell you is that things are going to be changing and some people are just not going to like it, but that is just the way it’s going to be.”

“She’s cute…”

His words took me by surprise, “Excuse me?”

His chin jolted forward towards the stairs in the dining room, “your sub, Bella…”

“Isabella,” I corrected his familiarity but he just grinned and went on .

“Yeah, she’s cute, personally I like when they cry.”

What the fuck?

To each their own I guess. However, a crying woman didn’t exactly get me hard and I didn’t like his insinuation, but he didn’t seem to understand my annoyance.

“Tell me Edward, is it true?”

“Is what true?” I knew his question would only serve to make me mad, but I was curious to see what he would ask.

“Did she have a relationship with Aro?”

There must have been something in my demeanor that finally gave him the hint that he had stepped over the boundaries because he held up his hands in defeat. “Sorry, not my business.”

“That’s right, it’s not!” I barked moving to the panel on the wall to punch in the code so I could get rid of him and take care of Bella.

Getting ready to leave was fun. I truly enjoy watching Bella squirm and had the pleasure of knowing that the clip I placed on her was doing its job. She was having trouble keeping her tone of speech even and although her tears don’t do it for me, the uncomfortable frustration she was in gave me a fucking titanium rod.

A throbbing raging hard on that completely deflated with the sound of Tanya’s voice. What the fuck was she doing there? Jasper walked mom to the car to help with the kids and returns with the bane of my existence. I was still upset with the comments she made the first time I took Bella to the club, and then in regards to her verbal attack of Bella at the gym. I knew Eleazer apologized but I was damn sure that I had not heard the full story.

Then she was standing there interrupting our evening along with having the audacity to invite herself to stay. Tanya’s eyes lingered on my arm wrapped around Bella pissing me off even more. The only satisfaction came when Jasper informed her that it was a family gathering. The ire that rolled through her face as she realized that he was including Bella was almost comical.

However, I didn’t like the way she eyed Bella with so much distain. Even though I said I would leave it alone I’m afraid I might have to go back on my word and do something about that. Tanya must have been here to get something that Alice had made because my sister quickly escorted her out of the room.

Bella’s voice shook while asking if Rose needed help, making me chuckle at her discomfort. But it was Emmett’s comment about her being jumpy that gave me the greatest enjoyment. I had been telling her she was jumpy since the previous night and I couldn’t resist saying it just once more, never dreaming of her response.

When she yelled, “I have not!” I was completely shocked. Bella’s eyes shot to mine and they were full of worry and regret. I could take into account that the tension from the clip was getting to her along with Tanya’s presence which I’m sure did not help. But there was absolutely no way in hell I could ignore her outburst nor let it go without rebuking.

I thought about not allowing her a release later, the thing is that I believe in swift retribution. Besides that, I had plans for her when we got home and that clip was going to leave my Bella very needy. I might be strict - but cruel was never my forte. Emmett’s comment about Bella being a spit fire gave me the idea of what to do. She wanted to spit fire then I would let her, but that doesn’t mean she gets to shove it in my face.

“Wine for my little spit-fire.” Bella’s body stiffened as I moved to her side with the glass. As Rose moved away from us it was my chance to speak quietly in her ear.

“Do you need to be reminded of your place Isabella?” there was no sound just her head shaking back and forth, so I gave my instructions.

“Oh, I think you do. Converse, have fun, but don’t you look upon my face for the rest of the evening.”

I wanted her to enjoy the night with everyone else yet let her know that I was displeased and would be losing the pleasure of gazing in her eyes. While my lips brushed against her head I wanted to make sure that she understood, smiling to myself as she added the ‘Sir.’

Sorry my sweet too late for that

Emmett was still finding Bella’s outburst humorous while Jasper started up the Wii. He knew of our weekend arrangement, so he was well aware she had misbehaved. Emmett chuckled, clapping me on the shoulder, “Little brother that woman is going to keep you on your toes,” and then added, “I see a spanking in the future.”

Jasper stopped what he was doing looking at me horrified, “are you going to hit her?”

I sighed, and even though it was none of Jasper’s business I felt the need to alleviate his concern. “No…I don’t hit Bella.” Of course I didn’t feel the need to tell him that I did enjoy spanking Isabella.

“Good, I think that woman has been abused enough,” he said eyeing me.

“I absolutely agree with you brother.”

I did totally agree with agree with Jasper, but I wasn’t about to get into Bella’s and my personal relationship with him. He never said anything because I believe he thought what goes on with two consenting adults behind closed door had nothing to do with him. However, just as Bella was different to me, so she was to the rest of my family.

Jasper would never understand the how’s or why’s of our lifestyle. To him, me working Isabella over with a flogger would be the same as abuse. The control that she gives up and I take from her is seen as weakness on her part and arrogance on mine. He couldn’t begin to wrap his mind around the concept of Bella my girlfriend being any different then Isabella my submissive. If I was being honest with myself sometimes I had the same problem and that thought made me smile as I took my turn.

Once I was done Bella was standing by my side, I had wondered how she would present herself and I had to give her credit for the initiative. As she sat I noticed the fidgeting along with empty hands, which meant she had either finished the glass of wine or left it in the kitchen. I also noticed the tray that Alice had brought in. So before going to refill Bella’s glass I made her a small plate.

Coming back the women’s laughter flowed out of the room but it was Emmett’s voice that peaked my interest. “That’s it…You two are not allowed to be alone with my baby sister anymore!”

“Now what did they do?” I asked picking up the plate I had left.

“Dude, you don’t even want to know what they are teaching her now!” I couldn’t imagine what he was talking about and as Rose pleaded her innocence, I handed Bella the glass before placing the plate on her lap and then stood back to watch.

Unfortunately Bella’s chin was lowered so I couldn’t get the full effect. The smile that was on her face from the laughter was replaced with dread. Her eyes widened and then narrowed as her jaw tightened while the fullness of her bottom lip jetted out into a full blown pout. I had to admit it was adorable.

“So Emmet,t what were they teaching Alice now?” Bella still hadn’t moved and it was Rose who came to their defense.

“We didn’t teach her anything, she did that on her own!”

Alice giggled while she walked back in the room with a beer in her hand, “I was only joking.”

“Does someone want to tell me what the joke was?” I asked before taking my last turn while trying to watch Bella through the corner of my eye. As I swung I could see her warring with herself over whether to look at me or just eat it.

Wait…what did Alice say?

I was trying to do too many things at one time. My main attention was on Bella as it should be, then with the game - I missed the whole thing of Alice calling Jasper ‘Sir’.

What the fuck would she do that for? Rose and Bella put her up to that?

I had to hear the story again before I understood that it was just Alice’s sense of humor coming through. My humor was still with the woman sitting on the couch eating a grape. Her eyes moved over to where I was standing with my brothers but she never looked into my face as she ate a wedge of cheese. I knew she didn’t like pâté and maybe it was harsh of me to force her to eat it but it would not hurt her at all. Besides, in her limits she gave me permission to pick out her food and this was just one of those incidences where I proved that she mine.

I gave Bella ten minutes; the plate was empty apart from the two crackers and my patience for the day had reached its end. Sitting on the arm of the couch I thought maybe I would help her along. “You didn’t eat everything Isabella.”

When she still didn’t move I knew I was going to have to push her. My arm wrapped around Bella’s shoulder pulling her in closer to my body so I could speak softly against her head. “I am going to give you two minutes to finish before I take it upon myself to help you. Now be a good girl and do as you’re told.”

Bella turned her head in my direction but she didn’t lift her chin as she spoke so only I would hear. “May I have some ketchup?”

As always, her request caught me off guard and as I thought about it I had to force myself to not laugh. “No Isabella, you cannot put ketchup on thirty-eight dollar a pound pâté.”

The sigh that came from her was one of resolve and I watched while she quickly chewed the cracker then swallowed before taking a large drink from her glass. With the second cracker, the glass was to her mouth so quickly I don’t even think she chewed. It didn’t matter to me just so long as Bella did what was asked of her.

“Good girl,” I told her placing a kiss on her head before taking the plate away. When I looked over at Alice she was watching with intense curiosity. I’m sure she was wondering what the hell was going on, but she didn’t ask and I didn’t offer any information.

Dinner was the typical banter, most of the talk focused on our upcoming trip. My parents were going to be leaving the day before us, because Uncle Marcus was coming in from Chicago for the Anniversary party.

I kept an eye on Bella watching her fidget in the chair. I believe that she was trying for stealth and maybe to everyone else she was, but I couldn’t help the grin that came to my face every time she wiggled or tensed up. I suppose I should have had some mercy on her, gone into another room and taken care of her problem; unfortunately, for my plans I wanted her primed and ready for when we got home.

Jasper had indeed turned on the heater for the pool, the water was like temperate bath water, and we played a game of volleyball and then moved over to the hot-tub. Bella sat on the edge of the wall with Rose, and I took my seat between her legs rubbing the back of my neck in her crotch every chance I could.

I knew it was mean, but I loved the way her breath would catch while she talked to my sisters. Alice wanted to play a game of ‘Best of - Worst of.’ I suppose it really couldn’t be called a game because there are no winners, something that irritates the crap out of Emmett.

Basically, one person picks a category like TV shows and then each person tells what they think is the best and the worst. In all actuality it opens up a mine full of debating and eventually name calling. Like when Jasper said that the worst video was Lady GaGa’s, Bad Romance.

“How can you say that Jasper? She’s an icon who knows how to entertain.” Rose was definitely a GaGa fan.

“She is a he, and I’m not saying that the song is bad, just the video.” Jasper then spent the next five minutes explaining how she was over rated and uses too much sex to sell her music. In the end Rose said he was narrow minded with no vision of art.

The person who got the most reaction was Emmett when Alice’s category was “What you ate.” To be honest I had expected him to say Rose was the best, but he surprised me by saying, “Nana’s red velvet cake.”

“Oh yeah, that was the best,” I agreed while all Alice could say was, “Yum,” before she added, “I wonder if mom has that recipe?”

“I don’t know girl, but if you could make it I sure would like some. I miss Granny V,” Emmett said. “She was a funny lady. Do you remember when she scared the shit out of you Edward?” he asked with a laugh.

“Which time?” I chuckled. “She was always scaring me.”

“No...No…It was at Alice’s birthday, I think she was turning sixteen and having that costume party. Gran came dressed like the guy from Scream,” he was laughing hard and I started laughing too because I remembered what he was talking about.

“You were scared of the guy from Scream?” Bella asked from behind me.

“I opened the bathroom door and there was Gran standing in this costume with a bloody knife up over her head.” Emmett continued laughing.

“Oh my God Eddie…you screamed liked bitch…Mom went running to see what happened…and there you were…with your head cradled between Gran’s boobs…trying to look all cool…in front of Alice’s friends…” By the time he was done telling my humiliating story everyone was laughing.

“How about at your college graduation?” I chuckled as I started reminiscing. “She was taking pictures all day. Getting everybody in the right position, posing everyone…” Alice and Emmett were laughing because they knew what I was talking about. “…hours later she says, ‘Esme how many pictures does this roll hold?”

“Yeah…” Emmett blurted out through his laughter. “Because she never put any film in the camera!”

“What?” Rose and Bella asked simultaneously.

I shook my head in an attempt to compose myself. “She never put film in, Gran was taking pictures all day with no film in the camera.”

“I would tease her all the time, ‘Gran can I get a copy of those pictures?’” Emmett said as his laughter quieted down.

“Did she get mad about that?” Bella’s voice came from behind me.

“No babe she would laugh, she never got mad. Gran was a great lady.” I told her before taking the last sip from the glass and then setting it in the holder. It grew quiet for a minute in honor of my grandmother’s memory.

“So Emmett, what was the worst thing you ate?” Alice asked to break the monotony of the quiet.

“Hmm…I would have to say it was the pinky mouse.”

“You ate a pinky mouse?” Jasper asked incredulously, I had heard this story and was not interested in hearing it again.

“What’s a pinky mouse?” the curiosity came through in Bella’s voice and it was Rose who answered.

“They are small mice that are just born, their eyes aren’t open yet and they have no hair.”

“You ate one of them?” I could hear the revulsion in her voice.

“Yup…I was in college and when your frat brothers dare you to do something…you do it.”

“Ewweee!” I was going to move but I couldn’t get out before Jasper asked, “Was it still alive?”

“Nooo…I fried it with some onions.”

Rather than the disgust that I thought Bella would show she laughed, “You fried the poor thing alive in a frying pan?”

“Yeah, I wasn’t going to eat him alive and squirmy…” Bella stiffened behind me saying ‘gross’ under her breath. Then Alice had to go and ask for the gruesome details. “What did it taste like?”

Emmett leaned back against the wall taking a drink of beer before explaining, “Well it wasn’t so much the taste, cause that was like fried onions and the skin was crispy…” the reaction from everyone was the same – disgust – but I knew it was going to get worse when he continued with his description, “…it was the texture. I put it in my mouth and when I bit into it…well let me ask you, have you ever had a gusher?”

Everyone had a look of nausea on their face and the collective groans came out along with the sounds of gagging. Bella let out a deep groan, “ohh….and I thought pâté was bad…” I chuckled at her words while she bent down close to my ear whispering, “thank you Master for not making me eat a pinky mouse.”

My arms reached up to wrap around her back, “do you seriously think I would ever do that?”

“Nooo,” the word purred in my ear, making my dick tell me it was time to go. I helped Jasper put the cover back on the hot-tub while Emmett cleaned up the area of dishes and bottles. When we got back into the house Bella had put her skirt back on over her suit. She came up to me under the pretence of handing me the bag with our clothes, but in reality she was presenting herself.

Before anything else could be done, I leaned down asking if she still the bottom of her suit on, and was very pleased when she told me ‘no.’

“That’s my girl,” I told her taking the bag from her hands and giving her the signal to continue what she was doing.

When I came out from changing the girls were all in the kitchen getting everything straightened up and as I passed by the entryway to go join my brothers all I heard was their giggling. Jasper hadn’t come down from changing yet and Emmett wondered why I was smiling.

“The girls are all laughing…” I didn’t get to finish because he interrupted my thought.

“Yeah, they are probably in there with a carrot teaching Alice how to take it up the ass.”

“Oh…don’t say that!” I had just gotten the words out when Jasper came through the door, “Who takes it up the ass?”

“No one!” We said in unison, and if she did I certainly didn’t want to know about it. Emmett quickly changed the subject, “Are you leaving?”

“Yeah, we’ve got to get home and let the dog out.” Jasper smiled shaking his head at me, I was going to ask him, but I didn’t have to because he took it upon himself to elaborate.

“I can’t believe there is a dog living in your house.”

I grinned telling him that he was Bella’s dog, but that I liked him and was glad that he was there.

“How long is Bella going to stay with you?”

I shrugged because honestly I had not thought about it. If I had it my way she would never leave but Jasper was waiting for some kind of answer. I didn’t want to get into all the things that were happening, for one I didn’t want to sound paranoid but I didn’t want to worry them either. Emmett knew some of the problems that were occurring, mostly those that centered around the club, but he didn’t know everything.

I gave the most honest answer I could, “I guess Bella will be there until she is sick of me.”

Emmett clapped me on the shoulder but looked to Jasper, “can I change my date?”

“No way man, I told you that you shot long.” Jasper answered with a grin.

“You two are Assholes.”

“Such language…” my sisters voice made me turn around, “…from mommy’s little gentleman,” she teased while Bella stood beside me biting her lip. I knew what the laughter was about – Me.
I asked if she was ready to go and a few minutes later all the hugs, the ‘I’ll call you’s, and the ‘don’t forget’s were done and we were leaving.

As I opened the door, my phone buzzed with a text message. I dropped the bag looking to Emmett.

“Can Rose wait here with Bella while we go to my house?”

“What’s up?”

“The alarm was triggered.”