Rose leaned back for a moment just to gaze up at him. Most men were classified as hot or sexy. But to Rose? Emmett was beautiful. Maybe it was because in death their skin became like marble and ivory, smooth and scar-less. His smile had been what roped her in all those years ago. "Don't think I'm going soft or anything but I like this." She gestured around them before resting her hands against his bare chest.