A/N: Happy Friday ladies! (and gents? Don't think there are any but I'll cover my bases.) I'm a slacker and didn't respond to any of the handful of reviews I received. I did read them all and am thrilled that you all are enjoying this little ditty. Keep em coming and I'll get better at it with this update.

This story has an M rating for foul language and dirty deeds.

Stephenie Meyer is the Queen of the Twilight world and I'm just having some harmless fun with her characters.

Thanks to my ladies, LovinRob and DannysMom for doing what you do. Mwah!


Chapter 6 – Shake That!

Party Rock Anthem
by LMFAO

Yoooo!
I'm runnin through these hoes like Drano
I got that devilish flow rock and roll no halo
We party rock yea! That's the crew that I'm reppin
On the rise to the top no led in our zeppelin
Hey!


Friday 8-9pm

I was grinning like a fool as I walked up to the doors. Tyler and Felix are bouncing tonight. Tyler is cool in a nerdy kind of way. He plays lots of Halo and works out, and that's pretty much it. He is 21 and still lives at home. Bouncing here on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights and going to ASU Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. He's studying to be a video game programmer. Go figure. He himself isn't very intimidating once you get to know him, but his sheer size in and of itself is a great deterrent for stupid motherfuckers to keep themselves in check.

Felix on the other hand is scary as fuck. He is most definitely in the right field, security, because he doesn't even need to speak to get his point across. Just one look and you'll crumble. He also works here Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights, but his day job is collecting money for an armored car service. That job always freaks me out because it would be so easy for some brazen idiot to try to rob you while traveling between getting the money and returning to the truck. It's happened before, here in Ahwatukee no less, and they never caught the guy. He was on a motherfucking bike! How can half of the Phoenix PD not catch a guy on a damn bike? But if you're smart you'd steer clear of Felix, especially when he has a gun strapped to his hip. Not that he needs it because he'll fuck some shit up with his bare hands.

"Hey Edward!" Tyler squeaks out, trying entirely too hard to look cool. He really wants to be my friend.

"What's up Ty?" I respond. He really is a cool guy, just a bit socially awkward.

"Not much yet. It's still early though. Is Emmett with you tonight? What about Jasp...?" he trails off and I notice him looking behind me with a glazed look on his face.

I turn to see what he's looking at and it's none other than the brunette Vixen and her blonde devilish sidekick. They are sashaying towards us, with Emmett trailing right up on Rosalie's heels. She keeps rolling her eyes at him, but she's giggling. Oh boy, Emmett is in trouble. Subtlety was never his strong suit.

Bella has her chocolate covered coffee bean eyes trained on me with a wicked smirk on her face. She walks right by me and her hand not so subtly grazes the general area of my dick. I was already semi hard before but that little pinky skim has me at full mast now. Devil woman! I repress the groan that is trying to escape from my chest. She winks at me and turns her attention to Tyler, who might as well be drooling. She runs her hand up his arm and splays her fingers over his shoulder. I have the sudden urge to growl and pounce on the motherfucker. What the fuck?

"You gonna let me and my girl here in sweets?" she asks Tyler all sugary sweet with a nod in Rosalie's direction.

He swallows hard and disengages the velvet rope from the stanchion and nods dumbly. She reaches up on her tip toes and plants a kiss on his cheek, "Thanks doll face. Maybe I can get a dance later?"

"Ma-maybe." Tyler stutters out. I want to laugh at the guy.

"Thanks sugar." Rosalie says and places another kiss on his cheek. I think the poor dude is going to pass out.

"Breathe my man!" Emmett says to Tyler with a hearty laugh and a not so light punch to the shoulder, then he looks to Felix who still hasn't said anything but has watched the whole thing unfold with an amused look on his face. "Felix, my brotha from another motha! How ya been?"

Felix just sort of grunts and fist bumps Emmett. He's an odd dude.

"You know those girls Edward?" Tyler asks me, still dazed and confused.

"Yup, they are an evil duo of femme fatales, sent here to tempt us with their feminine wiles and sexual allure. Beware of their trickery my friend." I say with a smile. I just pat him on the shoulder and head inside. I need a fucking drink. I don't know where Bella and Rosalie went but I head straight upstairs to find Riley. He's behind the bar; no shirt, black jeans, mirrored aviator glasses on his face and a Panama hat on his head. I just shake my head and smile as I walk up to him.

"Hey stud." I say in my best velvet voice. He shrieks and smoothly leaps over the damn bar like it's nothing and jumps into my arms. He plants a wet kiss on my cheek.

"Eddie baby! I've missed you." he says as he runs his hand through my hair and pinches my cheek that he just kissed. I roll my eyes at his dramatics because we just saw each other on Tuesday morning when we went to play golf at the Foothills where I laid a beat down on him. I pry him off me and wipe my cheek off and try to tame my hair down that he just fucked up.

"I missed you too Ri!" and then, just because I can, I slap his ass, hard. He likes it. I then hear a throat clearing behind me.

"Something you wanna tell me Eddie?" Bella asks with one eyebrow raised in question when I turn around to face the two of them. Rosalie is trying desperately not to laugh behind her. I just shake my head at her antics.

"Riley, this is Bella and Rosalie. They are friends of Alizé's and the 3 of them surprised us for mine and Jasper's birthday. Ladies, this is Riley." I introduce them all. I smirk as I see Riley eyeing Bella up and down and sideways. He knows already that I'm quite taken with her and he's trying to see if she is legit. He thinks I require his tramp stamp of approval but I don't care what he thinks about this one, she is fucking legit in my book. Bella stares right back and in the process she crosses her arms over her chest, which only causes her breasts to push up and out more than they already were. I can't help but to stare. I swear I hear her growl out "mine". Riley scoffs and then pouts, murmuring "not fair" under his breath. I just laugh at him.

"I suppose she'll do Eddie." he bites my shoulder as he walks by to head back behind the bar. Bella gives me the eyebrow again and I just shrug.

"RRRRIIIIIIILLLLLLLEEYYYYY!" Alice screams and I swear some of the glasses cracked at the sheer volume of her voice.

"AAAAALLLLIIIIZZZZÉ!" Riley screams and they run to each other doing what can only be described as 'jumpy hugs'.

I see the other bartender, Mike I think, shaking his head at his flamboyant co-worker. Then his eyes lock on Bella whose now standing in front of him at the bar. He gives her a disgusting smile and says, "What's your poison beautiful?"

Lame.

"Bomb pop, frozen, please." she replies. What the fuck is a bomb pop? Isn't that one of those red, white and blue Popsicles that is kind of shaped like a rocket?

Rose orders a Watermelon Mojito and I just get a plain ole manly beer. Chicks and their fancy drinks. Whatever, but fuck me, this girl and her god damn straws are going to fucking kill me.

Bella is sucking a bluish purple frozen concoction out of a hurricane glass and I'm instantly hard again. She knows what she's fucking doing too because she's giving me these "I wish this was your cock I was sucking on instead" eyes. Assssss yooooooou wiiiiiiiish. I freaking love The Princess Bride!

"Wanna taste Wardo?" she purrs. Hell yes, but not of the damn fruity beverage in front of her.

"Sure" is what I end up saying instead. Bella walks up and stands right in front of me, really fucking close. I can feel her tits rub on my stomach every time she takes a breath, which seems pretty heavy for some reason.

I smirk and take a drink, yes, through the straw and, HOLY SHIT, that's fucking good! My eyes must widen in surprise because Bella gets an excited look in her eyes and grabs onto my forearm with her free hand. Tingles.

"Good, right?" she asks me and squeezes my arm a little. Tingly tingles.

"Good is an understatement woman, more like fucking awesome!" I say as I lean in to take another pull of the fruity deliciousness. I wrap my left arm around Bella's waist in the process, pulling her closer, flush with my body. We both freeze when I do this and just stare at each other for a minute. Damn, I really want to kiss her. Bella laughs at me then.

"What?" I ask, wondering why she's laughing at me.

"You said that out loud lover boy." she tells me. SHIT! Maybe I should lay off the booze for a bit if I've already lost my verbal filter. I lean down towards Bella and her eyes darken and her breath hitches. I lay my lopsided grin on her before I move off to the right a bit and take a big pull off her Bomb Pop. Then I kiss the corner of her mouth before I pull away. She huffs petulantly and storms off towards Rosalie and Emmett.

"It's good to see you smile again Bro, like really smile." Jasper tells me when he joins me at the bar. "Yo Mikey, beer me dude." he then says to the other bartender whose name apparently is Mike.

"Right away, Jasper." Mike says, star struck. Figures.

"So I'm kinda annoyed with you Jizz." I state.

"Me? Why?" he wonders.

"Cause I should have met Bella waaaaaay before tonight, dude. That girl is my dream come to life, perfect for me in every way I've seen so far. I could have perhaps saved myself some heartache from HER." I frown at the thought of Tanya. I refuse to let her taint my night, perhaps the only one, with Bella. I'd like to think this won't be the last time I'll see her, in fact I'm certain it won't be.

"I agree on all counts Wardo. Alice has even said on several occasions that you two are perfect for each other. It just wasn't time yet bro." Jasper tells me.

I turn around and lean back on the bar and stare out into the club. I see Bella and Alice sitting in the booth talking to Riley, laughing at who knows what. Emmett and Rosalie are standing close to each other, chest to chest, with their faces tilted towards one another intimately carrying on a quiet conversation between just them. Rosalie is fingering Emmett's scarf and Emmett's twirling a lock of her blonde hair around his fingers. I feel like I'm intruding so I look back to Bella and see that she's watching me now. A beautiful smile lights up her face and my heart skips a beat. At this moment I know that I want this girl in every way imaginable. I know that our circle has been completed with the addition of Bella and Rosalie in our lives.

I push off the bar towards her at the same time that she starts walking towards me. We meet on the edge of the currently empty dance floor and just look at each other. She really is otherworldly, like a mythical creature. I reach my right hand up and sweep some of her hair behind her ear. She shivers at my touch and her eyes close and she lets out a small, breathy moan that goes straight to my dick, which has not been completely flaccid since she has entered my life less than two short hours ago.

"You're fucking beautiful Honey Bee." I whisper to her and she fucking blushes. How can this girl blatantly brush her fingers against my cock with no qualms but I compliment her beauty and she turns into a self-conscious teenager? I don't get it; don't get girls at all really.

"Thanks" she says in response and shyly looks down. I tilt her chin up so she's looking in my eyes again.

"It's true and I want to spend every second of this time that you're here with me learning everything there is to know about you and I want you to know me as well. Is that ok with you?" I ask her.

"Please yes, yes." she says as she starts to rise up on her toes closer to my face. I grab her hip with my left hand and start leaning down to meet her. Our lips are a mere inch or two away when the music changes and she pulls away suddenly, with wide eyes and a child like grin on her face.

Party rock is in the house tonight

Everybody just have a good time

And we gonna make you lose your mind

Everybody just have a good time

"This is my fucking jam!" simultaneously comes out her and Riley's mouths. Then they both scream, "Ahhhh! Jinx!" Riley has made his way over to us by this point and they each reach for each other's arm, "Pinch, poke, you owe me a coke." Then they both bend over in a fit of laughter and I just watch on, amused at the pair of them. On the other hand, being cockblocked by LMFAO is not at all amusing. Damn it!

"She's a keeper Wardo." he says to me with a wink. Oh I know Riley, I most definitely know. The question is; does she think so as well?

Party rock is in the house tonight

Everybody just have a good time

And we gonna make you lose your mind

We just wanna see ya shake that

"Let's dance sugar lips." Riley says linking his arm through Bella's, pulling her away from me. They make their way to the middle of the dance floor and start to move with the beat.

One more shot for us

Another round

Please fill up my cup

Don't mess around

We just wanna see

You shake it now

Now you wanna be

You're naked now

Riley is standing behind Bella and has his hands up over her shoulders. Bella has her hands resting on his thighs and they're moving their hips in time with the music and the fact that Bella's pert little ass is rubbing up on Riley's junk is a little disheartening. Good thing I love him or I'd be channeling my inner cave man complete with grunting and an upside down shoulder ride back to my man cave. The fact that he is not even remotely interested in what Bella is barely hiding in her little shorts doesn't hurt his case either.

Get up, get down, put your hands up to the sound

Get up, get down, put your hands up to the sound

Get up, get down, put your hands up to the sound

Put your hands up to the sound, put your hands up to the sound

She's got some moves, that's for damn sure, not that I'm at all surprised. The chick oozes sex and sensuality. No wonder the music speaks to her body. I watch, mesmerized, as the muscles in her legs flex and release, flex and release, as she moves up and down in synchronization with Riley who is a phenomenal dancer. Her hair is soft and shiny and floats in rhythm with her body around her face. Her skin has a luminescent glow to it, whether it's the lighting or just her, I'm not sure, but I can't pull my eyes away from her. They look fucking good moving together and honestly they're making me a little hot, and hard, although that shouldn't be a surprise, and a little jealous. I'm not a bad dancer but in comparison to Riley, I'm shit.

Put your hands up

Put your hands up

Put your hands up

Shake that!

Everyday I'm shufflin'

That song fades out and when I hear the new song fade in, I know that I will be the only one dancing with her to this song. I think she knows it too based on the look she's giving me as I stalk towards her.

I grab her around her waist and pull her hips towards me, sliding one of my legs between her legs before leaning in to whisper, "My turn, HB." Fuck she smells good, totally edible.

She gasps and shivers and slides her fingers into the hair at the nape of my neck and moans out a breathy, sexy as fuck, "Please" into my neck.

Jesus!


A/N: Sooooo, umm, yeah… Is it hot in here?

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