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    Truth or Dare

    “Truth.”

    “Have you ever changed Alice’s emotions to get you out of trouble?”

    I couldn’t suppress my grin. This would be funny!

    Quickly, even for a vampire, he covered Alice’s ears and muttered ‘yes.’

    We all broke into laughter as he released her face from his hold. Alice turned to stare at him, understanding what had just played out. I could feel the waves of calm Jasper was sending off, trying to get every one, including his wife, to relax.

    A minute later, his calm hadn’t worked too well and he decided continuing the game would be the next best thing. “Rosalie! Truth or Dare?”

    “Truth,” she said, still laughing.

    “Have you ever stuffed your bra?”

    That got her to stop. “No!” Not much….

    “Uh-huh…” Jasper muttered, sensing her nervousness.

    By now, the room was silent. Rosalie decided to continue the game in order to pull the attention off herself.

    “Emmett. Truth or Dare?”

    “Truth, baby.”

    I sighed. He was trying to be cool again and get back on her good side after the ‘Blondie’ comment.

    “Ever lost an arm-wrestling match?”

    “No!” he grumbled.

    “Emmett,” Jasper called out. “Are you sure?”

    Shut up, Jasper! Emmett thought as they stared each other down.

    Close to losing, he looked away and continued the game. Bella was the only one left.

    “Bella. Truth or Dare?”

    Renesmee stood and walked over to us, placing her hand on Bella’s cheek. Mommy. Pick Dare, please.

    “Dare,” Bella said nervously. I couldn’t blame her. After the last three turns, every body should be scared. Plus, Emmett was the one daring her.

    While my brother was busy thinking, Bella rested her head against my shoulder. Up until now, I hadn’t quite noticed what she was wearing. Now, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She was wearing a deep blue, low-neck top, a black mini-skirt that had blue ruffle-type things at the end, black JimmyChoo flats, some jewelry, and very little makeup.

    The shirt gave me the perfect view of her cleavage. My eyes were glued there, unable to see much else of her body. My angel was absolutely stunning! She was perfect.

    “Hey, hey Eddie. Little Woodie's come to play!”

    At first, I was startled by his comment. I didn’t understand what he meant. Then I followed Bella’s gaze down to the lump in the baby doll. Now I realized why every body was laughing hysterically.

    Embarrassed, Bella jumped off and ran upstairs, pulling me behind her. Behind us, whistles and more laughter rang in the main room. She pulled me into our room and started stripping the ‘drag queen’ clothes off me. Too stunned to ask what was happening, I started removing her clothes as well.

    As the laughter began to die down, we heard Jasper speak downstairs. “Does this mean I don’t have to change outfits again?”

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