A/N: Again, sorry it took so long but January was crazy busy with work and exams. I hope to make this worth your wait.

As always, thanks to Dahlia Black for her beta skills.

I spent the next week completely obsessing over the kiss I had shared with Edward. Not only did I spent a significant amount of my waking hours thinking about the kiss, I also dreamt about it at night. Always thinking about kissing him a little more. Feeling those soft lips against mine again...

It was completely insane to use so much energy on a kiss. He only kissed me because of Alice's stupid mistletoe thing. He didn't like me and I was pretty sure he didn't spend all his time thinking about kissing me again. He was probably regretting it, if anything. He hadn't been spending any time at our apartment since the party 5 days ago. I knew from what Alice told me that she had met with him a couple of times down town, so I was pretty sure he didn't come by the apartment out of fear of running into me again. Before I could get into a really obsessive mode I got distracted by the ringing phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bella, it's Rosalie. Jasper knows the band who's playing at Victoria's later tonight. You want to go? I already called Alice and she'll catch up with us when she gets off from work."

"Sure, that sounds like fun. I'll just meet you down there, what time?"

"9-ish. Talk to you later then, bye." She hung up quickly.

I was pretty sure Edward was going to be there too, and if he ignored me, I would ignore him too. I would certainly not bring up the kiss.

For once I really wished Alice was home to help me dress. I had no idea what to wear to the Victoria's and I was actually running a little late. The most annoying part was that I found myself wondering what would make me look like someone Edward wanted to kiss again. Stop it Bella! I thought to myself, just wear whatever you would have worn before the stupid kiss. The stupid kiss that made your heart flutter and all your dreams being about not only kissing Edward but also doing several other things to him.

I sighed. This was not good.

I finally settled on a skirt, a blue top and a pair of black boots. I checked the mirror one last time and then rushed out of the door. Luckily the bar was right down our street, so it only took 10 minutes to walk down there.

When I got to Victoria's a little after 9 the band was already playing. I was sure they would all be there, but the only person I could see was Edward standing at the bar, talking to the bartender. I debated for a few seconds over what I should do. I didn't feel brave enough to go stand next to him, so the easiest thing was to leave and come back a little later when hopefully Emmett, Rosalie and Jasper would be there too. I turned around, about to leave, but too late. He had already seen me.

"Bella!" he called. I took a deep breath, turned back and walked over to him. He continued to talk to the bartender- a tall muscular guy- so I just sat down next to him, praying for the others to get there soon.

I ordered a beer from the big guy, considering for a brief second whether I should order tequila shots so I at least could be drunk quickly, but I still remembered my hangover from the theme party a little too well, so I settled for the beer. Tequila could always be my Plan B if alone time with Edward got too horrible.

I sat down and drank by beer in silence, trying to pay attention to the band that was playing. It didn't take me long to the discover the band was completely horrible. It was a weird mix of rock, folk music and techno. It made absolutely no sense and none of the band members seemed to know how to play their instruments or sing in key. After about 10 minutes of trying to endure the band Edward turned towards me.

"Enjoying the music?" he asked with a sly smile.

"Not really, no."

"You want to get out of here?" he asked. I nodded and he instantly grabbed my hand and we left the club.

"What about the others?" I asked.

"I'm sure they'll catch up with us later if they want to," he smiled, as his phone suddenly rang. He answered with his free hand, still holding mine in the other.

"Hello?.... Haha, no, I figured that much, Jasper knows better than that..." I could vaguely pick out Emmett's voice at the other end, but I couldn't hear what they were talking about. For a guy with a normally very loud voice, he sure was lowering it down tonight.

"No, she's still here.... No, I don't think so, I'm hoping not at least.... Well, you're right, I could always try that...." He trailed off, looking at me. What could he try, and why was he looking at me while he said that?

"Sure, oh absolutely," he laughed, "tell her I owe her one....True... No, I'll try but I'm not sure I'm quite ready for that yet." Who did he owe and what could he try? I really wished I was been able to hear the other end of that conversation.

"Alright, bye." He snapped the phone shut. "That was Emmett, he's having car trouble so that's why they were running late. I told them the band was crap so they just decided to stay home," he explained.

That made absolutely no sense at all. Rosalie knew more about cars than anyone, surely she would have been able to fix whatever trouble they were having, and secondly, if Emmett were having car trouble they could have just taken Rosalie or Jasper's car instead. And he hadn't said anything about the band at all during that conversation.

"You want to grab some coffee?" he asked. I nodded in response, not really sure what to say to him. Clearly he was lying about something, but he seemed to be in a good mood tonight, so I decided to play along.

He didn't let go of my hand before we reached the spot where his car was parked and that was only because it was impossible to get into the car without letting go.

"Anywhere special you'd like to go?" he asked as he got the car in gear and started driving.

"No, not really. Whatever you pick is fine." I was feeling nervous, uncomfortable and completely confused. I was so used to him being an ass around me that I suspected something was up when he was being nice to me for once. He, on the other hand, seemed completely relaxed and tried to make small talk with me. For once he was the one trying to make conversation and I was the one who answered with as little words as possible. When he finally pulled the car up next to a small coffee shop I was quick to get out of the car.

"Are you in a hurry?" he asked with a smile.

"No. I'm just... thirsty?" I didn't mean for it to sound like a question, but that was exactly how it came out.

"Let's get you something to drink then," Edward laughed. He put his hand on the small of my back and gently guided me inside. We placed our orders at the counter and found a quiet table where we could sit.

I took a deep breath to work up the courage to once again talk to him. He had been friendly enough so far, so maybe he had gotten over whatever it was he had against me.

"Any news on the apartment hunting?" I asked.

"No, sadly not. It's turning out to be a complete nightmare. Apparently it's not so easy to find an affordable apartment close to campus."

"I don't what I would have done if I hadn't been able to move in with Alice. So, is it weird being back home? Do you miss France a lot?"

It was like his mood suddenly shifted again. He had been chatty and charming right until now, but without further warning he went back to being Assward.

"No," he replied shortly.

"No, it's not weird being back home? Or no, you don't miss France?" I asked, unsure what he had meant by his reply.

"Just no," he said in an angry voice. I was taken aback by his sudden change of mood and I sank back down in my seat, uncomfortable and unsure what to do now.

"Listen Bella, I'm sorry. I thought I was ready for this, but I'm clearly not. Let me take you home." His voice was softer but he still had that hard look in his eyes. I simply nodded in response as I got up from my chair.

We walked out to his car in complete silence and he drove me back to the apartment without speaking any further. I spent the entire car ride trying to fight back tears. I was frustrated and angry and I had no idea what had just happened between us. As soon as he pulled up in front of the apartment I rushed out the car and surprisingly he followed after me.

"Bella," he pleaded as he reached out and grabbed my arm before I could make a run for it. "I really am sorry about this. It's just... I thought I was ready for it, and I'm not."

"Ready for what, Edward?" I yelled. "You keep coming up with these weird excuses and I just don't get it. Just leave me alone! Stop talking to me and especially stop being nice to me for a few minutes and then go back to being a complete ass! I don't know what it is you're not ready for and I really don't care. Just leave me alone!" I tried to get away from him, wrestling my arm free of his grasp, but instead he tightened his grip and pulled me in closer to him. He spun me around so we were standing face to face and pulled me in even closer so my face was only inches away from his.

"Let me go," I mumbled. "Edward...." I didn't finish the sentence. I wanted to tell him that I had enough of him and his mood swings, that I just wanted him to leave me alone and that I didn't want anything more to do with him. Instead I looked up, right into his green eyes. I tried to look away but I was completely mesmerized by his eyes.

"Edward, I..." I tried again, but before I could get the rest of the words out he crashed his lips into mine. I wanted to pull away from him but my body betrayed me completely and instead of backing away I pressed my body further into his. I gave in to the kiss and parted my lips slightly, feeling his hot tongue enter my mouth. He let go of my arm and as our tongues were fighting for control, he let his hands slide down to my waist. He gently pushed my top up a little so his fingers were touching my bare skin and where his fingers touched it set my body on fire. He moved his mouth away from mine, placing soft butterfly kisses along my cheekbone and down my neck. My head fell back a little and I let out a small whimper at his actions. His mouth found mine again and he grabbed me firmly by the hips and pushed me up against his car, his lips never leaving mine. In one quick movement he pushed my top over my head and the contrast between the cold steel of the car and the warmth of Edward's body made me gasp out loud. He placed wet, open mouthed kisses all the way from my neck and down to my bellybutton and I moaned loudly at his touch. His lips met mine again and I let my hands trail down to his waist, fighting with his belt buckle and finally pulling his pants down.

"Are you sure?" he whispered softly in my ear and I nodded in response. Right then and there, I didn't care at all that he was an ass and I didn't like him. I didn't care that we were standing against his car in a parking lot in front of my apartment and that if any of my neighbors looked out the window they would see us. All I wanted was to feel him inside me. He lifted me up to the hood of the car and pushed my skirt up and my panties aside, I grabbed the waistline of his boxers and let them slowly slide down his legs taking in his erection with my eyes. I bit on my lower lip as I glanced up and down his body. I looked up to meet his eyes and saw he was looking at me with a large grin on his face. I blushed at the eye contact and looked down again. He leaned into me again and kissed me eagerly. He placed his hands on my knees and gently parted my legs aside and in one quick thrust he pushed inside me. I moaned into his mouth as I felt him filling up my body completely.

He flicked my clit with his thumb and the very movement was almost enough to send me over the edge.

"Cum for me Bella," he moaned in my ear. I could feel my walls starting to tighten around him and when he rubbed my clit again it was enough to make me come right there on the hood of his car. I bit down on his shoulder as I felt my orgasm take over. With one final thrust he released himself inside me and he came with a loud roar.

We were both gasping for air when he slowly pulled out of me and we both started locating out clothes.

"That was.... unexpected," I mumbled as I located my top.

"I'll say that," he laughed and buckled his belt again, "I should probably get going though." He pulled me back in for a quick kiss before he got in the car and drove off. I stood on the parking lot and watched him leave.

Maybe I hadn't had quite enough of Edward Cullen just yet.

A/N: Thoughts? Comments? Did you see this coming?