I know, I have been slack lately. Between RL shit and working on Fandom For Sexual Assault Awareness, I have no idea when I write. That being said, I've been working on the next chapter of FBT, so I figured I should share a snippit.
“So, what’s the word, Big Bird?” Emmett questioned as Bella paused and looked at me curiously.
“I’m not responsible for him, I swear.”
“He just doesn’t seem like your usual friend type.”
“I’m right here, ya know?” Emmett added with a groan. “And anyways, what’s his usual friend type? Cause I’ll be honest, you’re not really the type of woman he usually goes for either. He tends to stick to gals that have a little more going on upstairs, if you know what I mean.”
“If you are calling me stupid, so help you god, Emmett,” Bella shouted as she went to reach across the table and grab him by his shirt. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her away, shocked that she was now flailing her arms and legs. Bella really did know how to make a scene. “I just want one good shot at him, please?”
“Maybe when we’re not in the middle of a restaurant,” I replied as I helped her into her seat and looked up at the host, who looked about ready to kick us out. “How about we just finish our meal and we can go back to our hotel maybe and talk some of this out.”
“What is there is talk out? I thought Bree was in full effect and Bella was AWOL?” Emmett asked as Rosalie nodded her head slowly. “I just think it would be nice to know where we stand and if I need to change our tickets back home.”
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