AN: I am so so so sorry to anyone that has read this story and hoped for more! This past year has been one of the worst I could imagine, but I AM BACK! And I will be shooting for weekly updates so please just stick with me and I will send you all lots and lots of warm fuzzies.

Previously:

As I was just about to crack a joke to Bella about calling him again I heard one of the most beautiful voices I have ever heard.

"Jasper? Hey man is that you?" A loud booming voice erupted from behind me. It was a voice I knew very well, a voice I longed to hear, and also one that I hoped I would never have to hear again.

Now:

My eyes close on instinct and I just let the feelings I had once felt wash over me. I can hear Bella softly gasp beside me as her hand comes out to grasp mine very tightly. I take a deep breath and turn…

"Emmett? How have you been man?" I hear myself say. I can't help but let my eyes trail up his body. I scan his feet, clad in heavy pair of work boots that look worn, and work my way up slowly. He is wearing a pair of snug and comfortable looking jeans that are tight in the ass and show off his bulge in the front and a tight white t shirt. He looks even more amazing than I could have ever remembered when he flashes his pearly whites and dimples. His baby blues are shining with joy.

"Jasper… oh my god I thought that was you! You look amazing man." He sounds so genuinely happy that I can't help but smile back. His arms open for a hug and I find myself squeezing him for all I am worth, but he doesn't even notice because he is squeezing my equally as tightly.

"Thanks Em, you look exactly the same," I tease as we let go of each other and step back. "So what are you doing here in Seattle? Last I heard you were on the east coast or something?"

"Yeah I actually am in town looking for an apartment. I am opening up a new garage here so I wanna be around for all the decisions that will need to be made," he says like a hyper four year old. "I figured that I could come home and see my family and open the shop myself rather than do it from the other coast."

"Oh wow! Well congratulations man that is awesome. I hope everything works out for you." And I say this in complete honesty. I am happy for him and his success, but I feel a twinge of jealousy too. He has a successful career, while I am stuck giving local art classes at the community center to little kids and the elderly. No one is hiring art teachers and I don't really have another way to make a steady income, but I make it work and it helps that I have Bella as the best roommate in the world… Bella! Crap I forgot she was standing behind me.

I grab Bella's hand and pull her up beside me. "Emmett McCarty, this is Bella Swan. Bella meet Emmett, we went to high school together," I say as they shake hands. "Bella is my roommate, well and my best friend!"

"Bella! It's an honor to meet you," Em beams at my friend as he lets go of her tiny hand. I hope he is treating you alright?"

"Of course he is! Jazzy here is a god among men and I am so lucky to have him in my life," Bella says, and in this moment I have never had a better friend. It was the nicest thing anyone could have said and I feel honored.

Emmett is smiling at us as he glances down at his watch and catches the time. "Crap I have a meeting with a realtor in ten minutes!" I don't want to see him leave now that I have just got him back. "Hey Jazz… do you wanna go grab a coffee or something with me tomorrow? In the afternoon?" he asks.

"Um, well… yea I guess- yea I can do that," I mumble. "Oh shoot wait! I have class at 3:30, but we are done about 5 if you want to meet then?"

"Ok awesome. Sounds great," he says eagerly. He pulls out a phone and hands it to me and I program my number in his phone. "I will talk to you tomorrow around 5?" he says as more of a question.

"Yup that sounds good I will see you then Em! Bye." I say as he turns and walks away.

"Bye Bella it was nice to meet you," he says as he walks past us on the side walk.

"Same here!" Bella returns.

I can't believe I am having coffee with Emmett freaking McCarty tomorrow. It is almost like before… before he knew the truth about my sexuality and stopped speaking to me like I was a casual acquaintance and not his best friend of 15 years. Maybe he had forgotten what had happened? Nope, no way someone could forget the huge blowout we had. No one could forget dropping their best friend after a confession of that nature. So now the only question I can think is, "Why is he acting like nothing happened? Why didn't he just walk by and ignore me like he had done the past 5 years? Why?"