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Chapter Three-

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I decide a shower would probably be a good idea considering I have marinara in my hair. When that's finished my hair gets straightened, I put smoky eye make-up on and a little lip gloss. I smile as I pull on a ripped up, skin tight band t-shirt that shows more cleavage then I'm comfortable with and a grey, jean skirt. There's a knock on my door just as I'm pulling on my all black, knee-high converse. "Come in!"

Alice bursts through my bedroom door wearing some hot pink baby doll dress that she somehow manages to make look sexy. "Oh. My. God Bella! You look amazing!" She says in a voice that would make a deaf man cringe.

"Thanks, so do you. Please tell me there's a club or something around here?"

"Yes, that's what I figured you wanted to do when you called. There are a few people waiting downstairs for us so we should probably get going. They're really excited to meet you."

I grab some money and my ID, stick them in my pocket along with my cell phone and follow Alice downstairs.

"So, who exactly am I meeting?"

"My brother Emmet and his wife Rosalie who is also Jasper, my husband's sister. Am I right in assuming you didn't invite Edward out with us tonight?"

I smirk, "He doesn't even know I'm leaving."

"Oh he's going to be pissed." I'm pretty sure she meant to say this under her breath but I heard every word.

When we get to the bottom of the stairs I see a group of the most beautiful people I've ever seen. There's a big, body-builder of a man that should terrify me but with the dimples and short curly hair I can't find it in me. Next to him is a woman straight out of a Victoria's Secret catalogue; long legs, blue eyes, blonde hair and a body that makes me want to go upstairs and cry myself to sleep. Then there's a man with a build a lot like Edwards. He has curly blonde hair and grey eyes that only seem to notice where in the room Alice might be.

"Guys! This is Bella."

And this is when I get enveloped into a hug that I'm pretty sure breaks at least three of my bones. When I finally get set down I'm a little dizzy and Alice has to help me stand upright.

"The man who just physically assaulted you is Emmet and I'm his wife Rosalie." The model explains.

I attempt to smile through the throbbing in my arms, "It's nice to meet you."

"And this is the love of my life, Jasper." Alice says while doing that vibrating thing again.

I shake his hand, "Nice to meet you Jasper."

"The pleasure's all mine." He says in a voice that sounds like he spent years plowing fields in the south.

"So, now that you've all spent a ridiculous amount of time getting to know each other can we leave?"

I turn at the sound of Edwards' voice and see him coming down the stairs and dear God does he look…there are no words.

He's wearing a pair of dark, low rise jeans that are just begging to be pulled off him and a black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Forearms are kind of my thing and I hate him for showing me how amazing his are. When I tear my gaze away from his forearms and back to his blazing green eyes I find that cocky smirk stretched across his face again. I also notice that he's not exactly looking at my eyes.

"See something you like?" I ask in the same cocky way he did earlier.

"Yes actually."

I turn around at the sound of snickering and see Emmet giggling like a school girl. I huff in annoyance, "Can we go now?"

They all nod and form a line out the door. I turn to follow them but then get pulled back by my elbow.

"What Edward?"

He leans in close to my ear from behind me, "I'll let this one time slide but if you ever decide to leave this house without informing me first we are going to have some serious problems."

"And if you continue to treat me like I'm thirteen we're going to have even bigger problems."

He chuckles darkly, "Believe me, I don't think of you as thirteen. And when you're dressed like that…I only think of you as someone that will no doubt be underneath me."

"And when you talk like that it makes me want to do anything but be underneath you."

It's supposed to be an hour drive to Port Angeles but Alice manages it in 35 minutes. We spent the entire drive listening to some pop radio station on the highest possible volume which almost forced me into one of those tuck and roll situations.

She parks the car and we all hurry out. Alice leads the way to the bar we're going to and it's pretty much the last place I would expect her to ever enter, let alone the model walking a few feet behind me. It looks run down and pretty shady but I tend to like places like this so I follow them inside without comment.

I'm shocked when we step inside and the place is packed. The DJ is playing songs that I can actually tolerate and I don't think I've ever seen a dance floor so full.

"Emmet, go find us a table." Alice yells over the noise.

"Alice, I don't think that's going to happen. There's like ten tables and not one of them is empty."

She smiles knowingly at me and points to Emmet. I watch him walk over to a table of what looks to be annoying frat guys. He stands there for a moment without saying a word and for some reason they all scurry away from the table.

"Does he have a gun Alice?"

"No, it's called Fear."

I scoff, "Yeah, I know what fear is but that looked like more than them being afraid of him. He's a big guy yeah but there were six men sitting at that table. They could probably take him."

She giggles, "No Bella, Fear is one of his powers. You'll understand soon enough."

She takes off toward the table after her cryptic comment while I stand there like an idiot trying to figure out how Fear could work.

I'm broken out of my internal musings when Rosalie grabs my hand and pulls me toward the table.

A waitress with too much make-up and too big of boobs in a too-small shirt comes over and takes our order. Emmet orders a round of tequila shots for everyone and I cringe while ordering myself a beer. Tequila and me are very good friends, just not necessarily one I want to spend a lot of time with.

"So Bella, how do you like Forks so far?" Rosalie asks.

"Uhm…it's good I guess. I haven't really gotten out of the house to see much of it."

"And how is my brother treating you?" Alice asks sweetly.

"In the way any self-obsessed person would."

That causes a round of laughter at the table from everyone but Edward. He definitely does not look amused.

The waitress comes over and stands in between Edward and I. She passes out the shots and drinks to everyone before turning to Edward. "Is there anything else I can get for you?" She asks while pushing her chest and butt out. Unfortunately for her, her ass ends up near my face.

"If you don't get your swamp smelling ass out of my face I'm going to ensure that thong you're wearing never sees the light of day again."

She turns around and throws her hands on her hips, "How do you know I'm wearing a thong?"

"Because you're a blonde with big boobs, a shirt that doesn't cover them and your make-up makes you look like a drag queen. Of course you're wearing a thong."

"Are you insulting me?"

"No, the only way I could possibly insult you right now is to tell you that you look good tonight because then you'd probably come into work every day looking like a five dollar hooker on crack."

Her mouth opens wide in shock as she stutters to find something to say in response.

"Oh Sweetie, it must be really hard for you to think of a comeback right now. How about you go over to that table," I say, pointing to the one the frat boys managed to steal, "and stick your ass in one of their faces. Whenever you manage to think of something witty to say in return, come back and we'll try this again."

"Uhm…well…"

"Just say 'okay'." I instruct her in the most patronizing voice possible.

"Okay." She repeats and stumbles toward the table I instructed her to go to.

I turn back to everyone at the table and find them all with looks of shock on their faces.

"That was awesome!" Emmet says, tearing everyone else from their shock.

"She's been doing that since we started coming here and we could never get her to stop." Alice says in awe.

Rosalie laughs, "I'm pretty sure you're my new best friend Bella. I didn't realize someone else could be as bitchy as me."

Once the shock wears off and we all have a few more drinks in our systems we make our way out to the dance floor…except Edward.

After dancing to the three most over played songs on the radio right now I need a break. I go straight for the bar and order a beer from a nice looking bartender named Jacob.

"I don't think I've ever seen you around here before." He starts while opening the bottle of beer for me on the edge of the counter.

I smile into his warm dark eyes, "That's because I've never been here before."

He chuckles and I can already tell I'm going to like him. "So you're here with the Cullen clan then?"

"Yes. I'm staying with Edward for a little while. Do you know them?"

"Yes I do. I use to date his cousin Tanya."

"And what happened there?"

He smiles, "She had to go off to do some family thing for a few months."

"So…you guys broke up because she had to go out of town for a little while?"

He rubs his jaw shyly, "Let's just say we weren't really dating."

I can't help but laugh, "Oh so it was one of those horizontal relationships then?"

"Yes."

"Well hopefully she comes back soon then."

He chuckles again and runs a hand through his short black hair. "You want a little advice on how to get Edward to do anything you want for tonight?"

I smile widely, "If you have any suggestions on how to do that I might try to steal you from Tanya."

"Yeah, I'm pretty amazing."
"And modest." I add with a laugh.

He clears his throat and leans himself across the bar toward me, "If you give him any inkling whatsoever that you plan on even giving me your phone number, he'll do anything you ask."

"Why would that work?"

He smiles, showing off the dimples in his cheeks, "Because I slept with the cousin of his that no one has ever been able to get into the pants of. He'll think if I have any interest in you that you'll be in bed with me the second I get off work."

I nod, "Thank you. I should probably get back and use my newfound wisdom."

"See you around."

I start toward the table but then think of something I want to ask, "Hey Jacob?"

He looks up and nods.

"What was the real reason it was so easy for you to get into her pants?"

He laughs out loud at this one, "She came after me. I was a little scared if I didn't sleep with her she'd rip my balls off."

"So you didn't want to sleep with her?"

"If I didn't want to I wouldn't have kept doing it."

When I get back to the table everyone is back from the dance floor. I sit down in the same seat between Edward and Alice, sliding Edward another drink.

"Edward, come dance with me."

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I have no desire to."

I smile, "Is this you admitting dancing is your one weakness?"

"No. I can dance just as well as anyone out there. I just don't want to."

"Bella," Alice interrupts, "If he doesn't want to there's nothing you'll be able to do to convince him. Believe me."

I smile and lean in close to his ear, "Fine, if you don't want to dance with me then maybe I'll go see if the bartender will. He seemed pretty interested earlier when I went to get a drink."

I start to get up and head toward the bar when he grabs my wrist and starts pulling me toward the dance floor.

A song is just ending when we get out there. "Change your mind?"

"If you ever go near that guy other than to get a drink from the bar you will regret it."

He's incredibly tense as we stand there listening to the DJ ramble on about some promotion the bar will be having. "Jealous?"

"No, it's my job to protect you and take care of you. Letting that guy climb into your pants isn't protecting you now is it?"

"No, but neither is making sexual comments and placing my hand on your dick."

"Yes it is. If I'm sleeping with you no one else will be. Not to mention that your parents as well as mine have known since pretty much the second you were born that we'd end up in bed together at some point."

"What?"

"The song's starting now Bella, so the time for questions is over."

I clench my hands in frustration and use all my strength to not turn around and smack him.

However, God must be on my side this evening because the song pounding through the speakers is one of the most sexual songs I've ever heard them allow on the radio.

The second I recognize the song I place my back flat against his chest and slowly slide my body down the front of him. By the time the chorus comes I've slid my way all the way back up and spun to face him.

I smile at the look of pure concentration on his face and start mouthing the lyrics to him while looking into his eyes. "Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me, infect me with your love and fill me with your poison. Take me, ta-ta-take me. Wanna be a victim ready for abduction…"

I figure I totally have the upper hand on this one. I have him completely wound around my little finger until something in him snaps and he grabs me by the hips and slams me against him.

I assume he's just going to start grinding on me but instead he pulls me toward the wall. I'm spun around with my back quickly planted against the cool, black painted brick.

"What Edward? Was that too much for you to handle?"

"Let's get one thing straight. You are not going to play this teasing game with me."

"Then neither should you."

He lets out another of his dark chuckles, "See, I can pretty much get you to do anything I want so unless you want to end up in bed with me tonight I would lay off the teasing bullshit."

I let out a scoff, "Edward, there is nothing and I do mean nothing that could get me into bed with you. I purely tease you because it's fun to see you lose a little bit of your control, not because I have any desire to give you the best night of your life."

He lifts his hand from where it's been clutching my shirt at my waist and gently strokes my cheek with the back of his hand, leaving a fiery trail behind. "Oh Isabella, soon you'll realize that you have no control over me whatsoever. You'll also begin to realize that sleeping with me is half the reason your parents made it a stipulation in their will."

I stare at him with a mixture of utter confusion and shock as he lets me go and heads straight for the table.

What in the hell did my parents send me here for?

A/N: Hey Everyone! I'm not entirely happy with this chapter but after reading it multiple times and not being able to figure out why I decided to send it out for you guys anyway since I've made you wait so long for the last two. Let me know what you think:)