Author's note: Hey, guys. I'm back again to honor you all with another chapter. Yeah, okay that sounded a bit cheesy. Anyway, last time I forgot to say that a few of the jokes aren't mine. I never made them up and I mean the one where Bella said Renée's head was so narrow that her earrings knocked together or the highway accident one. Sorry if I totally grossed anyone out with the condom in hair bit. I just wanted it there... Now I hope that with the end of this chapter I'll get way more reviews... I'm counting on it because of what happens...-hint, hint- But if you think I'll update again before I leave for Latvia if I don't get enough reviews then I'll leave you with this; Not gonna happen.

Story:

I stepped inside the house and closed the door behind me. Renée already left seeing as she 'needed a lot of time to prepare for her showing'. Those poor men who were punished by seeing my mother like that...

But as I took off my jacket I smiled. I was happy only because I saw the Volvo outside as I drove into the drive in my truck. So, of course, this meant that Sex Inc. was here.

I walked into the kitchen and saw that he wasn't there. Good, he's not a pig who likes to eat everything he sees.

I skipped into the living room and was about to walk back out before I spotted him sitting in one of the two armchairs, readin a book.

"Well, hi there," I said in a sexy tone. I hoped he would see what I was hinting at.

Sex Inc. nearly jumped out of the armchair, so shocked to see me there. "What are you doing home already? It's not even three." He cleared his throat and closed his book after putting the bookmark in place.

"I got bored and there was nothing fun to do at that shit hole that's called school." I rolled my eyes for emphasize.

"You shouldn't skip school," he said quietly, like if he said it any louder it'd be a serious sin.

"Oh, c'mon. Don't tell me that you've never done it before." I moved forward so that I was a bit close to him.

"I did skip school when I was younger but it got me into serious trouble and I now wish that I never did so."

"What, they whipped you for bad behavior when you went to school? And how old are you?" I asked teasingly. I knew for starters that he wasn't over his twenties yet. He looked way too young. He looked like he was barely twenty-five.

"Of course they didn't whip us for bad behavior. They hand us out, ah, what is it called in this decade? Oh, right, a detention!" I smiled as I realized that he was joking with me also. At least he had somewhat of a humor.

"So what age are you?" I asked casually, sitting down in the other armchair, right across from Sex Inc.

"Not much older than you. Only twenty-three." So he was six years older than me. And ten years younger than Renée. It probably didn't sound as disgusting as it actually was because he was of legal age. And I wasn't... To bad.

"So what book is that?" He held up the book so I could see. In big letters it said 'Raise the Titanic'. "Ah, nothing I heard of."

"I'm sure that you'd like Cussler's books. They're amazing and you look like you need to read something good. Like say, when was the last time you read an actual book?" He raised an eyebrow and I nearly melted. With his eyebrow raised like that he looked even more sexy than usual. Is that even possible?

"Probably in English class. We were reading 'Pride and Prejudice'. Does that count?"

"Sure, if you enjoyed it." He let his eyebrow fall back down to it's original position and he opened his book again.

"But you know what you look like you need?" When he raised his head to look at me with a questioning look on his face I continued, "A drink."

"I hope you don't mean 'hard liqour'this time." After a second he went red in the face. I was about to ask what he was flushing at until I remembered that night. The one where I had nearly grinded against him. That was fun...

"No, of course not! What kind of girl do you take me for? I think there's peach schnapps somewhere in the kitchen." There was definitely some peach schnapps in the kitchen as Renée liked 'Sex in the Beach'. Personally, I never liked cranberry juice but from the way Renée always moaned like she was having an orgy made it seem that with the alcohol and other drinks it was heavenly. I decided to give it a go and after watching how Renée makes it I could easily do the same.

"Do you need any help looking for it?"

"No, I got it!" I called back as I went into the kitchen again. I crouched down to Renée's cupboard and opened it to see if there was any vodka left. There was five bottles so I knew that if one was gone Renée would barely notice.

I got out the blender and orange juice. I rummaged around the other cupboards for the cranberry juice and peach schnapps. I knew that they had to be around here somewhere. I grinned as I spotted the carton of cranberry juice. I set it on the counter and looked at the table to see if the peach schnapps was there. I sighed as I didn't see it.

I crouched back down to look through Renée's cupboard. As I pushed aside some of the bottles of vodka and other spirits I found a small glass bottle of peach schnapps. I smirked as I got back up. I didn't know about the cranberry juice but if Renée managed to moan like she would during sex then I was in. Though...a dog could probably get an orgasm out of her...

I poured in the liquids and put the cap on the blender before turning it on.

"Ah, a 'Sex on the Beach'. What an amazing drink. Though I'd like that physically..." As soon as I said those words out loud I heard the springs in the armchair Sex Inc. was sitting in squeak. I smirked as I got out a tall glass for the drink.

Sex Inc.'s footsteps stopped outside of the kitchen as he surveyed if I was actually drinking a 'Sex on the Beach'. His eyes found me and he came closer.

I poured the drink into the glass and took a gulp wihtout the straw. Immediately I screwed up my eyes from the lingering taste of vodka. I had never tried a drink like this before and so my tastebuds weren't accustomed to the flavors.

"What the hell, Bella!" Sex Inc. grabbed my wrist before I could take another gulp from the tall glass. I nearly cried out at how force he used to grab my wrist. I screwed my eyes shut again and willed the pain to go away.

"I just wanted to taste it!" I replied innocently. "Why don't you take a sip?" I asked just as innocently.

"No." His voice was hard and firm as if he thought that it was going to end at that.

"Please! For me. If you do it I promise not to do it again."

"Uh, yeah, you'll just do it again for the same purpose." Well, he caught on fast.

"Pretty please!" I pouted slightly and gave him my puppy dog eyes. It seemed to work a little bit when I put my hand lightly on his arm. I just left it like that and before long he rolled his eyes and brought the glass up to his lips.

He took a big gulp and put the glass down. "I'll give you credit; you make a better drink than your mother."

I beamed at him as if he had given me the best compliment in the world. "First time luck."

"Can't imagine this would be your first time. Making a drink, that is."

I rolled my eyes and pouted when I looked at him again. "That isn't a very nice comment." I sighed and shrugged. It wasn't in my plans to get nice compliments out of his mouth. No, I wanted to see how far I would be allowed to go this time.

The hand that I had put on Edward's arm quickly slid down to his hip. He wasn't fast enough and before he could register it I had placed my hand on his crotch.

I gave a quiet moan as I felt him shiver. It sent a thrill through my body and I thought that the closest flat surface that I'd be able to drag him over to would be the kitchen table. Before my idea could go very far Edward grabbed my hand roughly and threw it to my side.

I stepped back in shock, never having thought that he could do something like that especially to a girl.

"And what the hell was your intention? For me to take advantage of you? That is a ridiculosu thought." I was almost hurt by his angry voice and words. It doesn't have to be called taking 'advantage of'.

"I just wan-"

"Yes! It's always going to be a want for you!" I jumped at his exclamation. And what did he mean by that it was always going to be a want for me?

"Just stop acting like you don't want to do something. Like kiss me or something. There's no need to resist."

"Yes, there is a need to resist if such feelings are present. Bella, you are younger than me by six years and and a minor at that!" He put his hands on my shoulders and looked me level in the eyes. This was like getting an 'important speech' from a guidance councelors. Except, you know, Edward was sexy, with a husky voice and an amazing looking body to the naked eye. Rather his body naked.

"But for a moment forget about that! Just...just 'bite the forbidden fruit' and get a good taste!" I felt a funny feeling in my stomach like I was becoming nervous just from saying something like my last sentence.

"Bella, you cannot push this on me if I do not want it!"

Oh. Well. That does sound like a smart thing and something that would be said to a desperate person. Yet the look on his face said anything but that he didn't want this and that I was desperate and pushy.

"What would be the harm in trying?" I sighed sadly and moved back so that his hands fell from my shoulders and to his sides. I kept moving backwards so that I was soon backing out of the kitchen. This is some shitty kind of feeling... Being turned down for the first time in my life. I felt like Edward had hit me in the stomach and hadn't bothered to say sorry.

I turned around and moved towards my bedroom where I would process what I could possibly do tonight. Not much since not many students went out on school nights. Losers.

I heard Edward move, the shuffle of his socks on the linoleum and carpet a give away.

As soon as I felt his hands close around my upper arms and grip hard I let out a gasp. He definitely caught me off guard. And, yet, what he did next was even better.

He flipped me around, letting go of my left arm for a second, and roughly brought his lips down to mine. He moaned as I immediately responsed to his touch. His hair was just in my reach so I let my fingers roam through his locks of bronze colored hair.

One of his hands travelled down to my hip and I felt a funny feeling go through my leg, a tingly type. I moaned and as my mouth opened he continued on our kiss by biting down gently on my lower lip.

If he had wanted he could have gotten an orgasm out of me right then and there.