it's something unpredictable [you start fighting for something to believe]
Hide & Seek: Part One [Part Two]
She glared a little. It wasn't the kind of glare she used on Edward or Bella or Alice or, on the very rare occasion, Jasper. It wasn't hard or mean. It was soft and just slightly annoyed, like they had gone through this many many times before and now he was just pushing it.
It was stupid. It was always stupid. It never ceased to be stupid.
And she told him so. "Emmett, this is stupid." They were playing hide and seek with a psychic and a mind reader, how was that anything but stupid?
He shrugged and slung his arm around her shoulder, pulling her in for a big bear hug and kissing her forehead swiftly. "You say that about everything, Rose, except the convertible. Which is actually kind of stupid."
She frowned up at him and batted his chest lightly, he may have been her Emmett but he was stepping over the line. "The M3 is not stupid, don't insult her." Trust Rosalie to defend her car.
"Come on, Rose," he wheedled, dragging her name out into too many syllables and burying his head in her hair, brushing it back slightly to press cold lips just under her jaw. She didn't say anything so he kissed lower, smoothing his lips down the column of her throat. He was winning. "Rosalie..."
She stiffened and pushed back from him, her face a cool marble mask of perfection. Disinterested perfection. "Fine. I'll play. But if you come near me I'm quitting."
He laughed, a big bear of a laugh and scooped her into his arms again, lifting her off her feet and kissing her full on the lips. He spun her slightly before setting her down, keeping his arms firmly around her body. "You're no fun, Hale. I'm seeker."
Rosalie snorted and danced out of his grasp. "Good luck with that, Cullen." Her challenging smirk made a growl rumble low in Emmett's throat and she smirked more before dashing off. She heard his last comment loud and clear.
"I'm gonna find you first, Rose!!"
Her laughter wasn't hard to mistake either.
She glared a little. It wasn't the kind of glare she used on Edward or Bella or Alice or, on the very rare occasion, Jasper. It wasn't hard or mean. It was soft and just slightly annoyed, like they had gone through this many many times before and now he was just pushing it.
It was stupid. It was always stupid. It never ceased to be stupid.
And she told him so. "Emmett, this is stupid." They were playing hide and seek with a psychic and a mind reader, how was that anything but stupid?
He shrugged and slung his arm around her shoulder, pulling her in for a big bear hug and kissing her forehead swiftly. "You say that about everything, Rose, except the convertible. Which is actually kind of stupid."
She frowned up at him and batted his chest lightly, he may have been her Emmett but he was stepping over the line. "The M3 is not stupid, don't insult her." Trust Rosalie to defend her car.
"Come on, Rose," he wheedled, dragging her name out into too many syllables and burying his head in her hair, brushing it back slightly to press cold lips just under her jaw. She didn't say anything so he kissed lower, smoothing his lips down the column of her throat. He was winning. "Rosalie..."
She stiffened and pushed back from him, her face a cool marble mask of perfection. Disinterested perfection. "Fine. I'll play. But if you come near me I'm quitting."
He laughed, a big bear of a laugh and scooped her into his arms again, lifting her off her feet and kissing her full on the lips. He spun her slightly before setting her down, keeping his arms firmly around her body. "You're no fun, Hale. I'm seeker."
Rosalie snorted and danced out of his grasp. "Good luck with that, Cullen." Her challenging smirk made a growl rumble low in Emmett's throat and she smirked more before dashing off. She heard his last comment loud and clear.
"I'm gonna find you first, Rose!!"
Her laughter wasn't hard to mistake either.