Hey! Welcome to chapter 3... If you're still out there reading or caring that is... I'll let you get to it, though there will be an A/N at the bottom with some stuff you should read.

I DO NOT own Twilight... Which is good, becaus I don't think I would have made vampires sparkle... And really, who doesn't love sparkly vampires?


BPOV

Jake and I had been sitting at the table waiting for Edward for a while when I became extremely concerned. He'd had a few drinks, and didn't eat much. In fact we were waiting for him to come back before digging into the entrees that had arrived a few minutes ago.

"Bella, your boy sure does pick a shitty time to… er… shit?" Jake laughed towards the end. I wasn't laughing however.

"Really Jake. A bathroom joke? Can you go check and see if he's okay, please? I'm getting really worried." Jake made a noise, probably the start of a protest, but stopped when he looked at me. He must've seen the worry on my face.

He told me sure and got up to go check the restroom. While he was gone a waiter came over and introduced himself as Peter, telling me he would be our server for the rest of our visit. That was fine by me, the red-head from earlier let her eyes stay glued to my man a little too long for my liking.

When Jake got back to the table he had the biggest grin plastered on his face. He sat down and was fidgeting a lot, trying to look everywhere but at me. If I wasn't so damn worried about Edward, I would've let him sit there and try to act like he didn't want me to ask him what was up. But I was worried, so I questioned him right away.

"Well? Did you see him in there?" I asked. He nodded his head enthusiastically. "Okay, so is he okay?" His grin got impossibly wider, as he gave me an 'mmhmm'.

"Lose the grin, Jacob. Just tell me what's going on."

"Nope," he said, then bit down on his lip. His evasiveness was really wearing on me. I just wanted to know what was happening.

"Jake, c'mon, just tell me." When he still didn't say anything I broke out the big guns, so to speak. "Did you see his dick or something?" That cracked him, and he began giggling like a school girl.

"I wish I saw his cock," he told me with a pointed look. "However, and trust me, it's hard for me to say this and believe it, what I saw… So much better!"

I was stunned into silence. Ever since the accidental spooning incident between him and Edward, Jake had been telling me how he wished he'd have gotten a good glimpse. Hell, I had to go as far as installing new knobs on my bathroom door, because I had caught Jake trying to sneak in when Edward was showering.

He'd made it his mission in life to find out exactly how big Edward was, since I refused to give him details. In the past, I'd told him details about my ex-boyfriends or hook ups. But when it came to Edward, it just didn't feel right. But Jake insisted that since he didn't have a shot to get into Edward's pants, he needed to see. Curious about the cock he'd never get.

"What the fuck, Jake? What could be better?" I asked. He opened his mouth, then shut it quickly and shook his head no.

"C'mon. I'll tell you how big it is!" Bribing usually worked with him. His eyes went wide.

"How could you do this to me Bells? I-I-I… You…ahhh! Bel-la! You fight dirty!" I couldn't deny that accusation, so I raised an eyebrow at him. "No! No, I will not tell you!"

"Last chance… Don't you want to know…" He motioned zipping his lips and tossing the key. "Argghhhh!"

"Jake." No answer. "Jacob" Still no answer. "I'm gonna bust out your middle name," I told him with a stern look. He looked rightfully worried. "Jacob Cornelius."

"FINE! I'll give you a hint. Just please don't say that again. I still don't know why my parents let Rachel and Rebecca pick out my middle name," he said. I told him to hurry up and spill it already.

"So you'll never have to sing that ridiculous 'Single Ladies' song soon," he winked.

"What? Stop talking in riddles," I huffed.

"He's got something for you, someone named Tiffany or Harry may have made it." I was still lost, and I guess it showed on my face, because Jake just rolled his eyes. "Damn it woman! Tiffany's! Harry freakin' Winston!" Then he started singing quiet, but obnoxiously. "He likes it so he's gonna put a ring on it!"

"Oh. OH… Oh shit! Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I couldn't wrap my mind around the idea Jake seemed to be presenting me. Edward proposing to me, it was just… I couldn't put it into words.

"I'm pretty sure you're catching on B. Now, when Romeo gets his gorgeous ass back here, I'll take off. Give him his big moment and all. Though watching him huff and puff about me being here was kind of hot."

Shit, I thought. Edward had planned this night out so he could pop the question, and I'd let Jake crash. I was the worst girlfriend ever.

"Shit Jake. He's got to be pissed. I pretty much invited you on our date."

"Don't worry, I'll go get him then take off. You guys can have your romantic evening, and tomorrow you'll call me with all the juicy details," he told me as he got up.

As I watched Jake weave his way through the dining room, I got lost in my mind. I couldn't believe Edward was about to pop the question. We had talked about it before, both of us expressing how much we wanted to be together. But I had no idea he was planning to ask now. I figured he wouldn't be ready for a few years.

His two best buddies were his cousins, Jasper and Sawyer. Jazz was the epitome of a manwhore and Sawyer was too busy making music to notice the ladies. Even the guys on his paintball team were either single or far from ready to settle down. Looks like he'd be the first, I thought with a smile.

"Bells?" Jake questioned softly. As I looked up, I knew something was off. The smile vanished from my face, to be replaced with raised eyebrows. Jake sighed. "He's not in there sweetie."

"What? What do you mean he's not in there?"

While rubbing the back of his neck Jake told me, "Well he isn't in the restroom, or at the bar. I didn't see him outside either. Maybe you should try his cell?"

"I… umm… I… Yeah, I'll try him on his cell. He's probably just smoking a cigarette and you missed him."

After grabbing my Blackberry from my clutch, I dialed his number. After three rings I got his voicemail. Hanging up, I tried back, because he never sent me to voicemail. Two rings this time before his voicemail picked up again.

Hey you've reached Edward. Leave me a message. Or don't. I really don't give a fuck, but decide before the beep.

"Babe, I'm a little worried. You kind of just disappeared. Can you call me back or come back in. Bye." I hung up, and felt even worse. Where the hell did he go?

"Bella I-"

"Jake, just … shut up. He probably got a business call or something. Let's give it a few more minutes, okay?" I assumed he nodded, because he didn't say anything, just started rubbing my back,

After a few more minutes the waiter came back to see if everything was okay since we weren't eating anything.

"We're just waiting on someone, he should be back in any minute," I told him.

"Would you be talking about Mr. Cullen?" he asked. I told him yes, and his next words shocked me. "Mr. Cullen, left about fifteen minutes ago. He took care of the bill, and said to bring you whatever you would like."

"He left?" I sputtered, "Where did he go?"

"I'm not sure. He left his credit card information at the desk, and said to cover the table's tab."

"No message to pass on? Just left?"

"Well, between you and me," Peter looked around before leaning in an speaking quieter. "There were two ladies with him when he left."

I looked away from Peter, my lip quivering and tears filling my eyes. I was stunned. How could he do this to me? I heard Jake tell the waiter to settle the bill, then he put his arm around me, squeezing me tight. While I was lost in a fog of confusion and disbelief, he led me out the restaurant and to his car. I didn't even remember the drive home.

EPOV

Before we took off I gave the hostess my credit card to run, and told her to cover everything at the table. Somewhere in my drunken mind I knew leaving her there was wrong, that I should stay and try to talk to her. But seeing them smiling and laughing together damn near killed me. All I wanted was to find a way to numb myself.

The three of us ended up starting the night at some dingy dive bar not far from a college. The girls were drinking some fruity martinis while I nursed a beer.

"So Edward, you decided to let your sister have a date with her boyfriend and come party with us?" Vicki, as she liked to be called outside of work, asked.

"Sister?" Tanya piped in. "He doesn't have a sister. Probably a good thing too, your parents had a hard enough time with you."

"So who was the girl then?"

"Just a…" I didn't know what to call Bella now. She wasn't my friend, she was the love of my life, but it was over, she didn't seem to want me. So I went with the easiest answer, "She's just a person I used to know."

"So, that means your single, right?" Vicki smiled over at me, looking hopeful.

"Uhh yeah, guess I am," I shrugged and chugged half of my bottle. I raised my arm to signal the bartender, admitting I lost her had hurt, and I was going to need another drink. And fast.

We stayed at the bar long enough to each have a few drinks, then the girls suggested some club downtown. I agreed because I wasn't up for being alone and I knew there'd be more booze. Before we went inside, I ditched my suit coat in the back of Tanya's car and rolled up my sleeves. As we walked toward the club, each of the girls grabbed onto one of my arms.

"Turn that frown upside down, Ed," Vicki purred.

"Yeah. I mean you should be feeling like the man. You got two sexy bitches walking in on your arms. Any other guy would be through the moon about it," Tanya said as she lightly checked my hip with her own. I gave a small laugh, and just shook my head.

Immediately upon entering the club I veered the girls in the direction of the closest bar. I wasn't sure what I wanted to order and told Tanya and Vicki to pick out a shot for me.

"What's this?" I asked when the bartender set down two scarlet tinted drinks.

"A red headed slut," Vicki winked and then slid the concoction in front of me. We clinked shot glasses and downed them.

I'd barely slammed the empty glass down, before Tanya was leaning in with another. She took hers in a quick gulp, picked up mine. After stepping in front of me, she pulled me closer and whispered in my ear.

"It's a wet dream." Then she placed the drink to my lips with one hand, the other grabbed my hair at the back of my head. She gently tugged my head back and poured the liquid into my mouth. I swallowed in a loud gulp.

Wiping at the corner of my mouth, I looked back down at Tanya. She was still standing close, with a devilish smirk on her lips.

"Was that as good for you as it was for me?" She asked. I let out a shaky laugh. Things between Tanya and I had never been like that before. Sure she was an extremely attractive woman, but the way she was coming onto me now was fucking with my mind. I didn't have much time to think about that though, because Vicki grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor.

Tanya followed out behind us and the ladies sandwiched me between them. For the first few minutes I let them just dance around me, not doing more than standing and bobbing my head. But they had other plans.

"C'mon Eddie, move a little," Tanya commanded. Her hands took purchase on my hips, trying to sway them to the beat. Stiffly I rocked from side to side. I wasn't thrilled with the idea of dancing. I really just wanted to go back to the bar. I could feel myself loosing the numbness, and it was something I didn't want.

But then I felt one of Vicki's arms wrap around my neck, the other splayed on my chest. She had moved in closer, every time she shifted, she rubbed against me. I was surprised to find it felt good. She must have noticed how surprised I was, because she just gave a little laugh and did it again.

"I don't think you want to keep that up," I spoke into her ear. I was certain if she did, I'd be sporting wood in a few.

"Oh, yeah?" She asked. "Maybe I won't do that again. But how about I do this." She slid her hand down my chest, grabbed onto my belt buckle. She pulled my hips forward just as she pushed hers out. Our bodies met somewhere in the middle, and she ground into me just a bit.

We continued this way for a little while, until I felt Tanya's hands snake up from my waist, running along my abs, and over my pecks. I grabbed one of her hands and pulled on it, signaling to her I wanted her to stand in front of me. I got close enough for her to hear me, and asked her if she felt neglected back there.

"Eddie, you've neglected me for a long time. And I don't just mean tonight. It's my turn to show you some moves," she said before turning around. She took my hands and placed them on her hips. Then proceeded to rub her backside all over me while she danced away.

It took me a few moments to catch on, my brain was nagging at me that I shouldn't be doing this shit. But then I'd remember I was single, and Bella was probably with Jake, and let myself have some fun. I was only dancing after all.

I tightened my grip, and pulled her back to me. Every move she made was guided by my hands. She surprised me though. She dropped down low, and brought it up torturously slow. She rubbed her ass over every inch of me on the way back up.

Holy. Shit. I though to myself. Things were getting hot as fuck. The only thing that could make it any hotter was…

I reached one hand out to Vicki, and she took it. Pulling her in close, I sandwiched Tanya between us. My steps faltered a bit as I took in this sight before me. T had her hands in Vicki's hair and Vicki's were resting on Tanya's shoulders. All this while their bodies slid all over each other.

Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, I was wrong. The song changed to Katy Perry's I Kissed a Girl. Tanya and Vicki started getting more into the dancing so I moved away, and stood to the side so I could watch them better.

Then, as the chorus hit, I watched their heads move in closer to each other. By the time Katy was singing about cherry chap-stick the two girls in front of me were full blown making out.

My eyes must have been bugging out of my head and I'm pretty sure my jaw was on the floor. The two chicks I came here with were all over each other tangling hands, legs and tongues. It was one of the hottest things I had ever seen.

The trance I was stuck in, thanks to the sight before me, was broken when I felt two hands reaching for me. I looked down to see both girls grabbing at me. As I got closer, they broke their lip lock and angled themselves towards me.

With one lady straddled over each leg, we began dancing again. I had hands roaming all over me, lips kissing my neck and jaw. I felt like every guy in the club was wishing he was me at that point. A few people were even starring at us. So I gave them a little more to look at. Slowly I slide my hands down each girl's hip, down to their thighs. Squeezing a bit, I started making my way back up, then detoured my return route and grabbed two handfuls of ass.

Tanya and Vicki both seemed to enjoy it as I heard gasps and moans from each of them. It must have turned them on too, because they started kissing again. Tanya even had one of her hands rubbing Vicki's tits.

I let out a groan at the sight, causing Vicki to open her eyes. I could see the mischief in them as she continued to kiss T. Then I felt her hand tangle into the hair at the back of my head. She pushed it forward in what felt like slow motion. I could see what she was hinting at, and at that moment I couldn't find a reason not to oblige. So, with a final nudge, I leaned my head in, and twisted my tongue with theirs.


WAIT! Don't throw shit at me! Yet!

I know I've been kind of fail with regular updates... And I am sorry about that. However, I do have some chapters stockpiled right now. So I'm thinking the next few updates will be posted every 10 days to two weeks from each other. As for a posting schedule past chapter 6... I'll have to wait and see how the writing goes. The past few weeks I've been home with a hurt shoulder and back, so it's given me ample time to write. Time i don't normally get.

Also, I'm working on an outtake for OHP. How many of you would like to see the first time Bella and Edward met? Remember chapter one? They laughed about it. It's a fluffy, funny little moment.

Big Thanks, hugs, Jackson-porn and spanks to BusyMommy A.K.A. Laura! She stepped up and helped me get this edited.

Last... If you are kind enough to review (while signed in) I will be kind enough to send you a sneaky peak from the next chapter!

Okay, now feel free to throw things. I just ask they not be pointy!

~Ash