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Edward handed the waitress another $20 and thanked her for being so attentive. She'd been keeping him well served all night, he barely finished one drink and she'd have another ready for him. He'd lost his girlfriend in the crowd probably two hours ago, and had yet to miss her. He was perfectly content to just sit and drink and watch the other patrons, especially the busty dark haired girl in the turquoise tube top.

Bella tugged at her top again, wishing she'd had the sense to wear something else. She'd felt much braver in the tight, cleavage-revealing top and short shorts in her room before she'd left for the club. She realized she'd probably been crazy to come alone, but she'd been in the mood to go out and dance and didn't see any reason to stay in simply because her roommate didn't feel like going out.

She'd been having a pretty good time, dancing with a few guys, talking with some acquaintances who were there for a bachelorette party. But if one more guy stared at her chest, she decided she may well backhand him. She knew she shouldn't have worn the shirt she had on, as self-conscious as she sometimes got about her fairly impressive chest. But she'd been feeling a little naughty while getting ready early and had thought she'd be able to pull it off. Every one of her dance partners had seemed to have difficultly realizing there was more to her than her chest, and the guy in the corner near the bar who couldn't seem to take his eyes off her, either.

When she realized her bottle of Smirnoff was empty, she went brushing past a petite redhead who'd been making her rounds with nearly every guy in the place, and headed over to the bar for another drink. While she waited for the bartender to grab her drink, she glanced over to the corner, grumbling to herself when she realized the guy was looking at her again. Well, not so much her; his eyes hadn't made it past chest-level.

Bella paid the bartender and took her drink, marching over to the table the guy was sitting at. She slipped her finger under his chin and tilted his head up. "I'm up here."

Edward snickered and looked up at her, making eye contact. "I see that."

"Well, you hadn't noticed that before, apparently." She set her drink down on his table, saying, "If you want to see them that much, here." She pulled her tank top down, giving him a generous view of her breasts. "Happy now?" She lifted her top back up, reached for her drink and turned to walk away when Edward grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled her back towards him.

He slowly grabbed more and more of the fabric, his hand moving to the top, bringing her shirt down again. He unconsciously licked his lips, more than slightly turned on- not only by the sight of her delicious looking breasts, but the tiny silver hoop dangling from her right nipple. "I like this.." he said quietly, reaching to lift the ring up and let it fall.

Bella had to bite her lip to keep from moaning- the ring had never had held anything but aesthetic value to her, but she'd never had a hot guy tugging on it before either.

"What the fuck is going on over here?"

Bella quickly pulled her shirt back up and turned to see the little redhead she'd been running into all night standing next to her.

"Hey Vicky." Edward said, smirking, obviously amused by the situation.

Vicky turned to Bella, "Get the hell away from my boyfriend, bitch!"

Bella quickly regained her composure and got her drink off the table and took a few steps away from the offensive fire crotch. "You have nothing to worry about, I don't want your boyfriend. I have better things to do than babysit boys with wandering eyes while their girlfriends are out on the dance floor fucking other guys with her clothes on." She turned back to Edward just long enough to make a teasing kissy face and then started to walk off.

Victoria whirled around, her hand raised to take a slap at Bella. She barely even made contact with her, but Bella dropped the Smirnoff bottle and came back after her.

Bella's fist balled up almost on it's own will and was crashing against Victoria's cheek before Bella realized what was happening. She watched in shock as Victoria fell to the floor, shrieking, and people began to gather around them, watching. 'Shit…' She hadn't meant to hit her quite that hard.

Edward made no move to break up the fight; he was too amused at what was unfolding to try to stop it. He looked up from the scene on the floor as he heard yelling, seeing two bouncers pulling the girls apart after Victoria had gotten up off the floor and gone after Bella again.

Out of nowhere, three cops appeared, taking both Victoria and Bella by surprise as they were handed over to the cops by the bouncers.

Bella automatically started demanding to know what was going on as one of the officers pulled her hands behind her and slapped handcuffs on her. "This is fucking insane! We were barely fighting!"

One of the bouncers informed Bella of the "zero tolerance for violence" the club had as cuffs were also put on Victoria.

Edward finally stood up as the girls were getting ushered towards the door, realizing that they were probably about to be hauled off to the station. The third cop grabbed Edward, telling him to stay out of it.

Bella struggled to turn around to see where Edward was as the cop tugged her along towards the door. This whole damn thing was his fault! She saw him standing maybe four feet from her and yelled, "Next time I see you I'll fucking tear you apart!"

Edward chuckled a little, "Is that a promise?"

"YES!" she hollered as the cop pushed her out the door.