Give me a song to add to my running playlist.

Him

Crazy driving off in an epic of hissy fits basically makes my night. I can't tell Baby's feelings. I mean, obviously she's upset about the turn of events, but it means she's alone with me and that's always a good thing, right?

"You okay?" I ask her.

She nods her head, sending a soft smile my way. "Yeah. Just having a hard time believing how this night turned out."

Beer. Drink. More. "Know what you mean there."

She shrugs, looking down at her feet stretched across the stairs. "I'm sorry you got dragged into this. You didn't have to stick around. I'm sure girl from before would have taken you back."

I bump her shoulder with mine. "Hey. I wanted to come." Especially now that getting off seemed almost one hundred percent sure. I won't lie. Things were looking pretty bleak there, and I was afraid I'd made a mistake of ditching Jessica.

She goes to take a gulp, resting the can on her bottom lip, tilting her head toward me, sending me one of those smiles. "Well, I'm glad you did."

Totally getting laid tonight. I look down at the ground. "I like you, Bella."

She snorts. That get's my attention. "Save it. You don't need pretty words to get in my pants."

Girl knows the game. I like it, so I smirk instead. "Oh, yeah? So what do I need exactly?"

She smirks back and man if that doesn't turn me on. I can't help leaning in when she tilts closer to me. I can feel her beer-stained breath on my cheek and what I wouldn't do to feel it a bit lower…or a lot actually.

"Boy, all you've got to do is bat those green eyes at me and you can have your dirty way with my pussy." Her voice is low. Sexy. Tight just like her clothes, her body.

My hand finds her knee, sliding up, fingers wrapping around the meatiness of her thigh, in between her legs, roaming higher until she has to spread. "I like that idea."

Her hair falls forward, covering bits of her face, when she smiles at the ground before looking up at me through her eyelashes. "Are we going to fuck here on the stairs or are you going to take me somewhere private?"

If my dick wasn't ready before, he sure is now, and fuck me if the bedroom is too far away. I grab her hand, pulling her down the porch stairs. She giggles from behind me.

"This way." I stop when the walkway splits into two, one leading toward the driveway, the other toward the sidewalk.

"So…where are we going?" Baby tempts me with that low voice again.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." My eyes travel the darkness fas. Why can't a magical place to get it on just appear out of nowhere?

"That's what I'd like to do. Preferably soon." Baby isn't helping. She laughs, her hand wiggling around in my grip, but I hold on tight. There ain't no way I'm letting her go now.

"This way." The grass is dry under my feet, crunching with brown and neglect. The patch on the side of the house isn't any better, but it at least provides a little bit of cushion when I lay down, and the dead roses act as a sort of barrier between us and the crowd.

Baby looks around instead of joining me. "Seriously? Here?"

I look toward the lawn minglers. Most are standing around their cars, talking, drinking. No one gives a fuck. "It's okay."

"Someone will see."

"It's too dark." Which is kind of true. The shadows between the party house and its neighbor does a good job at hiding us.

"Someone will here us."

"Not if you're really quiet."

"Edward…"

"Come on, baby. My dick wants you to suck him." If you only judge by the tent he's pitching, you'd know that's the truth.