The night was quiet at the Cullen house. After spending hours watching movies with Alice, you decided to go downstairs in search of something to drink or a sweet treat to satisfy your nighttime craving. The house was silent, her bare feet barely making a sound as she walked down to the kitchen.

Dressed in a black silk nightgown with lace, you wandered absently around the house. The familiar pictures on the walls caught his attention. You didn't know the history of the Cullen family well, but something about them always seemed... different. As if they were carrying secrets.

When you opened the refrigerator, your eyes came across impeccably organized fruits and some exotic drinks. With your head still buried in the fridge, you were looking for something interesting when you felt a firm touch on your shoulder. You jumped in fright, almost dropping the bottle of juice from your hands. Turning quickly, his gaze met Emmett Cullen's, with that mischievous smile of someone who clearly knew he had caught you off guard.

"Are you looking for something tasty?" He asked in a low but amused voice as he leaned on the kitchen doorframe. Emmett was tall, strong, and handsome in a way that made your heart skip a beat for a second, even though you always thought he and Rosalie had something and so you never showed interest.