A/N: Thanks to all of my reviewers! You are what keep me writing!

A Night I Won't Forget

Chapter 3: Phlegm It

*Bella*

"So Bella, Jake told us you were 23?" Jazz asked, his eyes slightly squinting. I tried not to laugh at him.

"Yep! Just had my birthday a couple weeks ago. It is sooo weird my brother can legally drink now, you know?" I asked, sipping my cosmopolitan. "So how old are you guys?"

"Well Jazz and I are 26, while Eddie here is 25," Emmett informed me.

"Ah, I see. Cool." I smiled, reaching for a fry and popping it into my mouth.

"So what do you do?" Edward asked.

"At the moment, I'm studying at a community college in Forks for law enforcement. And I actually work casually at a Mexican restaurant here in Port Angeles. How 'bout you?" I asked them all, returning to my drink.

"I'm studying to become a paediatrist," Edward said.

"I own a car restoring business and work as a mechanic," Emmett smiled.

"I play with my band at restaurants. We get a fair amount of money…and our agent is close to getting us a record deal." Jazz said.

"Wow! You guys are super successful. I'm proud of ya! Hey, you could even play at the restaurant I work at!" I exclaimed to Jazz, my arms flailing in front of me.

"Yeah, that would be cool," Jazz beamed at me.

After a few more minutes of casual chatter, our drinks were all gone again. "Oh no. It seems that our beverages have disappeared!" I giggled.

I looked up to see the guys chuckling at me.

"It seems you're right. Would it be morally correct for me to buy you guys another round? I feel like I'd be taking advantage of you," Edward laughed.

"Oh no, don't take advantage of me!" I said, sarcastically. I leaned forward on the table; exposing my cleavage as their eyes zeroed in on them, "You can take advantage of me any time you want," I winked before sitting back and chuckling.

At the same time, all three of them adjusted their position, before giving me smiles. "Well," Edward cleared his throat, "Okay then. I'll…be right back."

I gave him a flirty wave and a smile before he laughed and walked off.

"Ghm," Emmett cleared his throat, "So Bells, Jake didn't say…are you…single at the moment?" he winked at me.

That's the second time I've been winked at!

God, if Jazz gives me one as well I have a feeling my panties will be soaked by the end of the night!

Please wink Jazz, please!

I cleared my own throat with a smile, "Yes, I am. How 'bout you guys?"

"Yep."

"Yes, ma'am."

"OhmyGod!" I swooned, "That has to be the first time I've ever been called that!" I beamed at Jazz. "Yous are sooo sweet." They just laughed. "So um…what about… Oh never mind."

"Uh-uh no way. What were you going to ask?" Emmett demanded, putting his hand on top of mine.

Jesus his hand was big.

Big and manly.

And strong.

Mmm…

His fingers started stroking circles on the back of my hand. I even think I hummed at the sensation. So relaxing…

"Hey, I know I have magic hands but come on. What were you going to ask?"

I sighed, "I was just going to say…what about Edward?"

They both smiled as if they knew that was what I was going to ask. But just as Jazz was going to answer, he was interrupted by the two beers and one vodka and lemonade that were being placed on the table. Just as he was about to sit next to Jazz, Edward hesitated and then sat down next to me on my side of the booth.

"What about Edward?" he asked, looking at me.

"Oh um," I said, trying to gather courage, "Are you single?"

He smiled as he reached his arm over and behind my head, to rest it on the top of the booth.

"Yes. I am also single. So…we're a group of singles."

I beamed as I looked up at him.

His smile is yummy.

His eyes are beautiful.

His hair is too tempting…

I really want to run my hands through it…

"Then do it."

I quickly blinked as whatever Edward had said brought me out of my lust filled haze. I gently shook my head.

"Sorry, what did you say?" I asked, taking a sip of my drink.

He leaned closer to me. His hair tickled my cheek as he whispered into my ear, "Run your hands through my hair if you 'really want to'." He actually used his fingers as quotation marks as he grinned teasingly.

Fuck.

He heard me again.

I'd spoken out loud without knowing it, again!

This was dangerous.

I smiled at him, figuring he was just joking with me; I wanted to surprise him.

Although he did seem to be serious, he did look shocked as I moved my hand closer to his hair, before slowly running my fingers through it. Giving him a short, gentle massage. His hair was so soft and silky. I could do this for ages and be a happy woman. "Shit that feels sooo gooood," I could have sworn he whispered.

Mmm… I wanted to make him feel good.

Emmett cleared his throat; tearing my hand and eyes away from Edward. "Feel free to run your hands through any of our hair. We certainly wouldn't mind feeling gooood either..." Just as I was about to agree to his request, Jazz spoke up slurring slightly.

"Oh yeah. Waaaiit, I have an idea! Why don't weee aaallll go to our hotel room? Yeah? And we could keep drinking! Aaand maybe plaayy a gaaame?"

I hadn't realised how drunk we all actually were, besides Edward of course.

"Yeah!" I agreed, "And then Edward can join in!"

They all smiled and nodded, but Edward seemed more pleased that I noticed he might feel a little left out; as he gave me his crooked grin.

After five more minutes of Jazz, Em and I sculling our drinks, we finally left Cullens and headed for the hotel that they were staying at.

As we passed my truck I waved it goodbye for the night, as did Jazz and Em. Whereas Edward just glanced at it with a disapproving shake of the head, before laughing at us.

As we got to the right car, Jasper opened the door for me. It wasn't the first time something made me think that these guys weren't your normal good-looking sex-Gods. They were actually gentlemen. Like the men in my books. I grinned at him before I got in.

When we were all settled in Edward's Volvo, with me sitting in the front passenger seat and Em and Jazz in the back, I quickly got my phone out to message Alice. As I took it out I noticed that it was already one o'clock in the morning, which led me to believe that the girls would either be home already or on the way.

I opened up a new message to type one for her:

Hey Ali,

I'm going 2 stay the night

at Jake's place, so don't wait

up. Call if anything goes

wrong. Xx

I read over it a couple of times through my drunken haze and then pressed 'send'.

"Everything okay?" Edward asked next to me.

"Yeah, I just needed to let my roommates know that I wouldn't be home tonight," I smiled.

"Fair enough," he smirked as he kept looking at me instead of the road.

"Hey Smelly! I mean…Belly…I mean Bellsss?" Emmett laughed boisterously at his lack of concentration. It was contagious, so we all joined in.

"Yes, phlegm it?" I asked with a giggle.

Emmett stopped laughing and I turned to see him. He gave me a questioning look.

"Well you called me Smelly, so I'm calling you Phlegmit!"

I was chuckling to myself, and I'm pretty sure Edward was laughing at me for the ridiculousness, but I didn't care. It took them five seconds, and then both Emmett and Jasper started laughing hysterically. The ride to the hotel went by pretty quickly. Probably took about ten to fifteen minutes, but it felt quicker than that.

Edward was just parking the car in the hotel car park as we got out and I just figured out something.

"Hang on, Emmett?" I asked.

"Yeah?" he replied as he walked over to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"What were you going to ask before?"

Jasper moved to my other side, his arm going around my waist, pulling me to him. Man, I was liking this attention.

Em laughed, "I don't remember. Hopefully it'll come back to me laterrr."

When we made it up the elevator to Edward and Jasper's room, Emmett pointed to the door next to it, "That's where Jake and I are staying," he whispered into my ear. It sent a shiver down my spine.

"Are you cold?" Edward asked as we all walked into their apartment.

"No," I replied.

"If ya are, we could warm you up," Jasper suggested with a shake of the eyebrows. I laughed at him.

"Yeah! Let's get NAKED!" Emmett shouted.

"Sshh!" Edward and I hissed as he closed the door.

I had a quick look around.

Apparently this modern looking hotel building was new and just opened up here in Port Angeles. The room was quite spacious, yet cozy and homey as well. To the right was the kitchen, all open for me to see. Right in front of us was a dining table and chairs and further in, a reasonably sized living room with two long couches, a TV and a coffee table. All of the furniture was quite modern looking. To our left was a small hallway, which I presumed led to two bedrooms and a bathroom. I imagined it was pretty much the same lay out as Jake and Emmett's room. I liked it; simple and relaxing.

I walked forward as they encouraged me to make myself at home. I moved to one of the bar stools on the side of the kitchen bench which I placed my purse on, before sitting down. "So…drinks anyone?" I grinned at the three, sexy men gazing at me as they stood in the kitchen. Edward laughed.

"Yes please," he said, fixing himself a quick shot of Vodka. He coughed once before getting out more shot glasses and regular glasses. When he reached into the fridge and took out four cans of 'Mother' I smiled. He was making us Jager Bombs.

I watched, entranced, as he placed the four regular glasses in front of me while Em and Jazz moved and sat down on the stools on either side of me. Edward then filled the four glasses half way with each can of Mother. When he noticed how much I was staring he winked at me.

Oh God!

My panties are seriously going to be wet soon.

Come on Jazz, wink at me as well and then I'll be done for!

I turned to my left and Jazz glanced at me, giving me a smirk before looking back at Edward. He and Em seemed more coherent now.

Damn.

Maybe next time I look at him he will…

I turned my attention back to Edward to see him finish filling all of the shot glasses with Jagermeister and then as he pushed the glasses gently towards us.

We all agreed that the first one who finished could choose which game we played.

When we were each holding a shot glass of Jager and a glass of Mother we counted together.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

I quickly dumped the shot glass into the other and then started sculling. I wanted to win the race, but I had no idea what game to think of. As I finished the glass and slammed it down on the counter I realized I didn't have to worry about it. I was the last one to finish.

I smiled, "Who won?"

"Edward," Emmett sighed, "yet again. He always wins at things!"

"Aw, my poor baby," I cooed as I gently held his head in my hands and stroked my fingers through his hair. It was also soft and silky. Damn, I never knew this could be so fun.

"Yes, I am a poor baby," he nodded, "keep doing that."

I giggled as Jasper rubbed his head lightly on my back, encouraging me to do it to him as well. I moved and sat back, stroking both of their hair with my fingers as I looked back at Edward.

"So, what game we playin'?" I asked him as he watched us.

Had he not had enough to eat at Cullens?

His eyes really looked hungry now.

He smirked as the guy's heads popped up at attention, listening to Edward.

"Hmm… How about Truth or Dare?"

I gasped. Probably in excitement, since my heart was now beating really fast. All three guys were now looking at me questioningly.

"Sure, let's do it." I grinned even though I was a little nervous.

Suddenly, all of their expressions changed.

Eyes lit up, and huge smiles dared me to agree with them.

But I'd already said yes.

I'd never been more scared, nervous, or excited in my life.

A/N: Hope you liked it! Thanks for reading :)