A/N: So I got some cool ideas from some PMs and decided to try and cover some of the ideas they sent. Hope I did them justice and thanks for sending me things to use! You might see more of their ideas in future chapters P.s. I'll explain my sorta hiatus at the end of the chapter.

I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer. I also do not own any songs or websites mentioned. They belong to their respective owners.

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Chapter 12: Oh, Emmett and Your Big Mouth

BPOV

I woke up in the bed feeling oddly warm, yet alone. I flipped onto my back, rubbing the crusties that had formed in the corners of my eyes. There was a thick, soft, Afghan blanket wrapped around me, but Edward was missing.

I looked around the room frantically, but immediately calmed when I heard the shower running. I heard a muffled humming noise coming from the bathroom. He was singing to himself.

I slipped out of bed, noticing I was still in just his shirt. I blushed at memories of last night's activities. I tip-toed over to the bathroom door and pressed my ear against it. I barely made out the lyrics to “Endlessly,” our song. I smiled and listened harder, straining to hear his melodious voice. Apparently, the song had come to an end, since I heard no more singing and the shower shut off.

To avoid being caught, I ran back to the bed, throwing myself across the covers and quickly nestling myself beneath the blanket again. I shut my eyes, just as the door to the bathroom clicked open, but I was sure he could hear my extremely rapid heartbeat and quick, short breaths.

He padded out slowly, stopping just past the doorway to shut off the light and fan. I stole a peek and caught a glimpse of his hair glistening from the water droplets. Some of them dropped to his chest, sliding sensually down the marble skin, flowing over his toned abs, and finally disappearing into the towel that was loosely wrapped around his hips.

I quickly pinched my eyes shut, trying to keep from running to him and repeating some of our newest activities, maybe adding a few new tricks to the list. I heard him walking towards the bed, so I tried to relax my eyes and steady my heartbeat, which lurched out of time, when I felt the bed sag beneath his weight. He was sitting next to my stomach.