BPOV:
“What are you getting at, Ed?” Emmett almost growled.
“I'm just saying that the twenty minute drive to Mom and Dad's and then the return trip will take a lot of time. If you two want to go there and I will take the Jeep...” Edward started.
“He just wants to drive the Jeep doesn't he?” I asked.
“Precisely. Maybe he's ready to get rid of his sissy car,” Emmett said grinning wickedly.
“A Volvo is not a sissy car. It has great crash test ratings!” Edward huffed from the back.
“I rest my case,” Emmett said smirking.
Edward huffed in the back, obviously not liking the ribbing Emmett was giving him.
“So which way, Beautiful?” he asked me.
“Just down there,” I said. “There's only one apartment building on the street. You can't miss it.”
“You're letting me drive?” Edward asked, sounding hopeful.
“Yeah,” Emmett said. “Don't make me sorry.”
“He must really like you,” Edward fake whispered at me, which caused me to giggle.
“Actually, Eddie, I figured that since you were smart enough to finally kick Rosalie's ass to the curb, you deserved to drive a big boy car,” he said.
“Emmiebear, Are you sure you want to antagonize the man who is responsible for getting the Jeep safely all the way to Mom and Dad's?” Edward asked.
“I'm not too worried, Edweirdo,” Emmett said winking at me. “I know where you park your Vanquish.”
“You wouldn't,” Edward gasped.
“Only if you damaged the Jeep,” Emmett said.
“Why can I imagine your mother listening to this same argument twenty years ago, only with toy cars?” I asked, causing both of the Cullen brothers to laugh.
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