THE Teaser Chapter 26

I woke up a few hours later, my bed side clock informing me it was just past three in the morning. Patting the cold bed beside me, I realized Bella wasn’t there. Furrowing my brows and muttering a ‘fuck’, I sat myself up and rubbed the sleep from my eyes. Where the fuck did she go?

Scrambling out of bed and pulling on my boxer shorts, I padded out of the room and out into the hall. I squinted against the dim light illuminating the hallway in a soft yellow glow. Low murmurs coming from Emmett’s room caught my attention, leading me in that direction. His bedroom door was open and I tried not to glare at him when I found him sitting up in his bed, his back against the headboard, wearing nothing but some boxers and a wife beater. Bella was sitting Indian style by his legs, picking at her nails, her expression forlorn and serious. She had changed into a pair of flannel pants and a tank top. At the sound of me clearing my throat, her head snapped up in my direction, her eyes wide with surprise.

“Edward.” She said forcing a smile to her face. My eyes darted over to Emmett who just smiled at me like nothing was going on, but the look of guilt on Bella’s face had me suspicious.

“You weren’t in bed.” I said a little shortly to Bella, not meaning to sound so curt.

“I woke up and couldn’t get back to sleep.” She shrugged. “I was heading down to grab a glass of water but Emmett had just gotten home and he invited me in here and we kinda just lost track of time.”

“Geez, cool it bro. I won’t bite her.” Emmett said waving me in. “Join us.”

“I want to go back to bed. I’m tired as fuck.” I said scrubbing a tired hand over my face. “You coming?” I asked cocking an eyebrow at Bella. She hesitated for a second before nodding and shifting off the bed.

“Thanks Emmett.” She said smiling at him in thank you.

“Anytime BFF, I’m here.” He said seriously. “We’ll finish this tomorrow.”

“Sure.” Bella said coming to stand beside me. I slipped my hand into hers and tugged her against me, desperate for her warmth.

“Finish what tomorrow?” I asked looking between the two of them.

“None of your bees wax.” Emmett answered quickly. “Go sleep. I’m beat.” He said grabbing the top of the back of his wife beater and pulling it over his head and tossing it across the room. I didn’t like the idea of him flaunting his beef in front of my girl but the she didn’t seem to be affected by it.

“Night, Emmett.” She called over her shoulder as I shut the door behind us. I escorted us back to my room trying to beat down the nagging feeling I had that whatever they were talking about had to do with me.