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Epilogue

"Daaaaad... Please don't do this. Pleeeease..." Nessie continued to whine and beg.

"No. You tell that boy if he has any hopes of taking you out tonight, he'll come in here first, introduce himself like a normal person and show me proof that he's allowed to be driving that shiny little BMW out there." Emmett told her sternly, keeping his ground.

I couldn't help but smirk when Nessie stomped her foot down and pouted, "No one else's dad does this. You're like soooo embarrassing," she sobbed without tears. I remembered being a teenager, they treated everything like it was the end of the world.

"You're not leaving this house until I speak to him. Now I'm perfectly happy with you staying home tonight and watching that movie with your mother and I." Emmett shrugged and acted like he wasn't amused with her behavior, but I knew inside he was dying of laughter. This whole thing was for his own amusement, no doubt.

"Mooom," She whined to me now, pulling her brows together and pleading, "Can't you tell him to stop being so weird? Please?!" Again with that stomping of the foot.

"Listen to your father, baby." I told her, "You know that doesn't work in this house." We didn't let the kids trick us into giving different answers. Emmett and I were always on the same side.

"The longer you avoid this, the less time you have with him," Emmett reminded, considering it was seven already and she had an eleven o'clock curfew tonight.

Nessie sighed and looked like she'd break out in tears anytime soon. I smiled as she looked at me. Even with that pout she was adorable. I saw so much of Edward in her. She had the same color hair as him and wore it how I used to when I was her age.

She'd be seventeen in a couple of months, which meant one year closer to eighteen. Emmett was freaking out a little, and honestly so was I. He was really strict with her and afraid whenever she wasn't in his sight.

Soon after Emmett and I married, ten years ago, she took to calling him 'dad', nothing else really changed. He had always been more of a father to her than an uncle. Of course she knew about her father, how much he loved her and how much we loved him. It was easier telling her about him with Emmett. He described Edward perfectly every time, and my favorite was when he talked about their childhood.

Nessie was truly a good girl; she never went longer than a week without visiting Edward, sometimes I went with her, sometimes Emmett and sometimes her younger brother, Anthony. The two of them actually got along really well and joked around a lot. He was nine now and the spitting image of his father, Emmett.

"Go on," Emmett said, opening the door for her.

She stood there and huffed, then finally stomped out the front door and over to the kid's car.

He got out and they chatted for a second. He looked over at us just inside the door and smiled brightly. He was a cute kid; kind of tall, a mess of brown curls atop his head.

Emmett stood firm with his hands crossed over his chest and a 'mean' expression on his face. No matter how hard he tried he could never make that sweet face anything but sweet, but I let him believe he could.

Nessie and the boy walked up the driveway. Nessie looked so nervous, it was beyond cute.

"Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, I'm Justin. It's nice to meet you." He said, extending his hand to shake Emmett's hand first.

Emmett nodded and shook his hand and then I did the same, "It's lovely to meet you, Justin. I understand you go to school with Nessie." I smiled.

Justin really was cute; He had bright blue eyes and a bit of a baby face that he seemed to be close to outgrowing.

"Yes, Mrs. Cullen. We have a couple of classes together." He nodded.

"How nice," I smiled brighter as Nessie looked at me, and then shrugged. At least she picked a nice boy.

"Ah ha and where are you taking my daughter tonight?" Emmett questioned.

"Daaad," Nessie sounded frustrated again.

Emmett shot her a look and she stayed quiet.

Justin turned to Nessie, "It's alright," he told her, turning back to us, "We're just going to see a movie and then go for burgers and ice cream with some friends," Justin told us coolly.

"Ah ha, sounds okay, I guess. And how long have you been driving?" Emmett asked.

I had to laugh, now he was acting like a cop or something.

Hmmm, that gives me an idea...

The usual OB/GYN role play was extra hot, but cop and drunk driver would be fun for a change too.

"He wants to see your license." Nessie looked like she wanted to kill Emmett, her face was getting red.

"Oh," Justin searched his back pockets and pulled out his wallet, "no problem," he said, handing it to Emmett.

Emmett looked it over before handing it back, "Well, don't have too much fun," he said.

Justin laughed a little, "Thanks,"

"Okay, we're leaving!" Nessie announced, going to grab her purse.

"Remember eleven o'clock, young lady." Emmett reminded.

"Yes," She rolled her eyes, then kissed him goodbye.

She hugged me next and I held her close for a few extra seconds, "Don't be late, but if you are running late, make sure you call." I kissed her cheek and waved at Justin.

The two of them made it to his car and drove away.

Emmett closed the door and burst into laughter, "She's so mad at me. It's cute," he said.

"Yeah, I'm the one that's gonna have to listen to her bitch about you tomorrow." I huffed, as if upset by it.

Emmett grinned at me and grabbed my waist, pulling me against him tightly. I bit my lip and looked up at him. He had become even more handsome with age. His facial features were now more distinguished and yet still as striking as ever. I could watch him for hours and never tire. He was still in amazing shape, his chest swallowing my small frame like it always had.

I wrapped my arms around him and snuggled in close. He kissed the top of my head and stayed quiet.

Just when I thought this moment was perfect, the house phone started ringing. Emmett groaned as I pulled away and went to get it. I saw Anthony's cell on the caller ID, "Hey, baby boy," I answered with a smile.

"Hey, ma. What's up?" he asked.

"Nothing much, your sister just left. Dad and I are probably gonna watch a movie. You want us to wait for you?" I asked. He was at Rose and Jake's house, playing video games with their younger son, Joshua.

Rosalie and I were pregnant with Anthony and Joshua at the same time, and as the two grew together, they became best friends.

"Nah, I was gonna ask; can I stay over at Josh's tonight? It's not a school night," Anthony asked.

"As long as it's okay with Aunt Rose. Did you ask her or Uncle Jake yet?"

"Yeah, she said it's cool," he responded.

"Okay, let me talk to her before you hang up," I told him.

"Alright, ma. Tell Dad I said hey. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Yep. I love you, honey."

"Love you too. Here's Aunt Rose." I heard his cell being handed over while Rose yelled at someone.

I smiled, waiting for her to answer, "Hey, Bells. Guess you're getting lucky tonight, since the kids aren't home, huh?" she teased. Of course she knew Nessie was going out on a date tonight, we had talked about it the other day.

I rolled my eyes, because even with age, she hadn't changed. Still as blunt as ever.

"Guess you're not." I smirked at my come back.

"Bitch," she sneered.

"Ho," I shot back lightly.

"Whatever," she sighed. "I'll bring Anthony around some time tomorrow. You can make coffee," Rosalie said.

"Okay, sounds good. I'll call Alice too." I smiled at the thought of spending some time with my two best friends.

Emmett POV

I watched Bella as she pushed her hair back, her fingers lost in the thick darkness. She still had all the same habits; biting that plump lip, pushing that long hair back off her face.

She nodded, looking off into nothingness as she spoke to Rosalie.

From the conversation, it sounded like Anthony was staying over at their house tonight.

Score!

I'll have until eleven, probably later considering Nessie liked to stay out longer than she was told, to take Bella anywhere I want in the house.

"Okay, yeah. Bye." She finally hung up and put the phone back down.

I wrapped my arms around her waist again, and pulled her up close.

She smiled at me beautifully and placed her arms around the back of my neck, "Anthony and Josh are having a sleep over. Rose will bring him back home tomorrow," she told me.

I nodded, and pushed her against the wall, smiling at her and nodding, "I caught that," I said, leaning down to breathe in her sweet scent off her neck and chest.

I heard her intake of breath as her fingers moved into my hair and her leg hitched up around mine.

"Anthony said hello..." she whispered.

"Mmm humm," I hummed.

She moaned and pushed her chest into my face. I smiled and leaned down, grabbing her ass and lifting her easily. She was still extremely sexy, she looked like she was in her early thirties rather than just turned forty. No matter what age, I knew I'd always be in love and attracted to the woman in my arms.

"Em..." she breathed as I carried her into the kitchen.

"Mmm,"

"Where are you going? The bedroom's not that way, and I want to make love." She admitted sweetly, and god damn it, I loved her even more in this moment, if that was even possible.

Fuck the movie! Let's make our own.

"Do you know how long it's been since I've loved you in the kitchen?" I growled and sat her down on the countertop, "Way too fucking long." I answered the question before she could.

She moaned as she pulled my shirt out of my pants and I helped her quickly pull it off my head, "You raise a good point..." she told me, her hands and eyes roaming my chest.

I smirked as I took her hands and pushed them up above her head and into the cabinets. She moaned and hissed as I attacked her neck, licking and sucking on the soft flesh.

Her legs wrapped around me and pulled me closer, her core pressing against my erection.

I was lucky that we still had a healthy sex life, we didn't fuck as much as we used to when we first got together, but it was still a good amount. Life was perfect in every aspect actually; I had two beautiful children, an amazing wife, a stable career and the love of all our family and friends.

"Fuck me." Bella's low voice brought my lips up her jaw and to her lips.

"Oh, I will." I responded between kisses, holding her hands tight and not letting her out of my grip for a few seconds longer.

Her mouth latched onto mine as the kiss grew deeper and more intense. I finally let her hands go and made quick work of her shirt and bra, cupping her perfect breasts and moving my face down to pay attention to the amazing creations.

I pulled back as we both fought to undo each other's jeans. She got mine first and pushed them down my legs with her feet, letting them pool around my feet.

I became a little rougher with her jeans from the sudden frustration as she giggled at me and lifted her hips to help me out.

I finally removed them, taking her panties along the way.

She gasped and giggled some more when I moved my hand over her heat. She was damp against my fingers as I rubbed her softly. Her teeth bit into her lip again as she looked into my eyes and rocked her hips into my hand, holding the counter under her with one hand and digging her nails into my upper arm with the other.

I finally moved in so we could connect in another kiss, losing myself and my fingers inside her. She moaned lightly into my mouth, slowly picking up as she neared her climax.

"Oh, oh... Em-mmm..." Her lips pulled away from mine and pressed into my shoulder.

"Does that feel good, baby?" I smiled, kissing her shoulder under my chin.

She cried out and tensed her body, responding by coming against my hand.

I chuckled to myself as I gently pulled my hand away, "I guess it did feel good, huh?" I mused.

She responded with a weak moan this time and caressed the back of my neck with both her hands, "How about we make you feel good now too?" She asked, teasing me by moving one of her hands down to palm my dick over the cloth of my boxer briefs.

"Fuck yes... please." I gripped her slender hips and pulled her closer to the edge of the counter.

I quickly pushed the damned boxer briefs down to join my jeans and sprung free against her inner thigh.

She wasted no time in taking me in her gentle hand and guiding me to her inviting entrance.

I sunk into the warmth that was my Bella and groaned with pleasure. I watched her face while her eyes closed and her nails dug into my back, "Oh..." She whimpered with each new trust and finally opened her eyes up to mine, I held my hand around the back of her neck to keep my forehead against hers.

I pumped into her harder and in no time, I was drilling so hard I thought we might break the sturdy counter. Her moans and whimpers turned into screams as she neared another orgasm.

I kissed up her neck and to her ear, biting lightly, "Fuck, come on, baby. Come. Let me feel it..." I whispered and nibbled a little harder.

It seemed my words urged her on. I could feel her tighten around my dick, making me cry out too, along with her. Her head was thrown back, my face buried in her neck as we both climaxed together, riding out the high and coming to a stop.

Our breathing evened out and we pulled apart, Bella hopping off the counter and hugging me again. I smiled and wrapped an arm around her naked back, stroking her hair and kissing the top of her head.

"I missed kitchen sex," she sighed.

I nodded in agreement and breathed her in some more.

"Let's take a bath," she suggested and looked up at me.

I nodded again and swept her up into my arms, carrying her to our bathroom.

I couldn't believe how wonderful our lives turned out after we decided to be together those thirteen years ago. There had been so much sadness over Edward's death, that it felt nice when we finally started living our lives again, knowing he'd want that too.

We missed him and we loved him, and we would see him again some day. But for now, we'd love him from afar and keep him in our hearts till the end.

We kept Nessie safe for him, because I knew he'd have it no other way. I always pictured him as a stern father, so I happily took over now that he couldn't.

"You getting in, baby?" Bella smiled, taking my hand and making me look at her as she stepped into the tub.

"Of course," I got in behind her and sighed contently when she lay back between my legs, her back against my chest and her head under my chin. My fingers intertwined with hers on the edge of the tub and we relaxed into the warm water together.

"I love you, baby." I sighed into her hair.

"I love you," she told me softly, making me happy with each word.

The End

With You, I'm Me
Jacob and Rosalie medium length story is now up and finished. It's set in the same universe, just focused on Jacob and Rosalie rather than Emmett and Bella.