Early... since I'm going to be out all day looking for houses... again. Sheesh.

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Finding The Perfect Man

Chapter 10: Cherry Hookers and Dirty Dancing

EPOV

Did I just invite Bella on a date? Did she just say yes? I mean, there will be other people there so it won't necessarily be considered a date, but I might have a chance to talk to her, right?

I hope so.

I've been trying to find a way to talk to Bella for days now. I hate being so cold with her, but I just couldn't help it. Lauren was still bothering me. She gave me a couple of days with no contact, then all of a sudden, she was trying to push herself back into my life full force.

I came home a couple of days ago from work, it was pouring rain outside, and as I pulled up outside of my house, I saw Lauren's Mazda parked outside. I groaned out loud, in the small confines of my car, and gripped at my steering wheel, pissed that she would even think it'd be ok for her to come here. I press the button on my garage door opener, and I drive up past her car and into the garage, pushing the button once more as soon as my car is all the way in. I shut off my car, and grab my keys, ready to walk into my house and ignore Lauren all night. She can stay in her car for all I care.

I shut the door of my car, and start to walk to the door leading into my house when I hear the clearing of a throat. I turn around quickly and in the dark corner near the back of my car, I spot Lauren, standing there drenched, looking like a wet rat.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Lauren?" I ask, as I cross my arms over my chest.

"I want to talk to you. Please, Edward." she says, and as much as I'd like to toss her over my shoulder and throw her back out into the rain, I decide not to. I flick on the light in the garage and stare her down.

"Go ahead. Speak." I say. I have no intention of letting her into my house. She can say what she needs to say right here, in the garage.

"I miss you." she says, and I huff and raise my hand to my hair, pulling at the roots in my frustration.

"I'm going to be honest with you, Lauren. Nothing you say will make me take you back. You ruined my life. I was without a job, and instead of you going out, and helping me like I did for you, you went out and spent money I didn't have, on yourself. I'm getting bills, Lauren. I got one for seven grand the other day, and then just yesterday I got one for 4.

"I busted my ass, going out there everyday, looking for a job so that we could be ok, and you waste all of my money, and put me into serious debt. I will never forgive you for that, and I don't even want to look at you for what you did.

"So, what you can do right now, is turn around and get the fuck out of my garage." I tell her. I turn around, and walk into my kitchen, flicking off the garage light, and closing and locking the door behind me.

I went up and took a shower after that, and by the time I got out and looked out the window, Lauren's car was gone.

But she didn't stop harassing me.

She called nonstop, left notes on my door. Things like 'I will never let you go' and 'you are mine forever' were written and left on my door and all I could do is laugh. I would have to tell the people at the gate not to let her in anymore.

Ever since that day, all I've been getting is calls, which are easy to ignore and she hasn't been able to get in since telling the guards at the gate of my subdivision that she was not allowed in anymore. My nights were easier and I was actually able to sleep without worrying that I'd wake up to see her standing over me, watching me sleep. I'd shut my phone off for the night and settle into my warm bed and sleep and when I slept, I dreamt.

My dreams were the best part of my day.

At first, I thought they were just dreams about some random girl I saw on the TV, or maybe a model I had been lusting after, but one night, I was actually able to get a glimpse of just who it was I was dreaming of, and it was all it took to make my days at work awkward.

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I pace around the shop, every so often looking up at the clock on the wall. One hour. Bella is one hour late, and it's unacceptable. I pick up my phone and try and call her once again for probably the tenth time in the past thirty minutes, but again it goes to voicemail.

'Leave a message…' Beep

"Bella. You are an hour late, and you better have a good reason for it." I say into the phone and snap it away, pressing end and shoving the damn thing into my pocket. She makes me furious. She's always doing this, always showing up late, but never this late. I decide to find something to keep me busy, something to take my mind off the yelling that's going to occur when she walks through that door. I walk behind the counter, and pull out the money from the cash register, making sure nothing is missing.

"Twenty; forty; sixty; eighty…" I say out loud, as I count the money in the register. I make it all the way to 167 by the time the door opens and Bella walks through that door. I look up and see her with an evil smirk on her face and my blood immediately starts to boil.

"You better have a damn good reason for being late, Isabella." I say, slamming the money back into the cash register and watching her as she moves closer to me. She's wearing a tight grey tank top with spaghetti straps and the smallest, ripped up jean shorts I've ever seen. She walks right past me and into the back room, throwing her things back there and I take in her form. I can see the swell of her ass cheeks peeking under the bottom of the shorts, and it's taking everything I have in me to keep from lunging forward and gripping onto to them.

She turns around then, eyes narrowed at me with the same smirk still on her face. She knows I was looking at her, I can see it in her face and what's sexy about it is that she looks like she liked it.

"I'm sorry for being late, Mr. Cullen. I'll have to find some way to make it up to you." she says, biting her lip as she walks closer to me. She tucks her thumbs into the waist of her shorts, making them dip deliciously , exposing about an inch of new skin. A half inch which I have been fantasizing about tasting for a while.

"How do you plan on doing that, Isabella?" I ask, leaning back against the edge of the counter. Her smile turns mischievous, and I gulp down the pool of saliva that's accumulated in my mouth as she crosses her arms in front of her and grabs the hem of her tank top. In one swift motion, the tank top is off, and she's left topless. I take in her perfect breasts, and before I can realize what the hell I'm doing, my hands are on them, tweaking her pebbled pink nipples before leaning down and sucking them into my mouth. She groans above me, digging her fingers into my hair and pulling me closer to her. After a couple of minutes of hearing her moan as I nibble on her, I wrap my arms around her, settling my hands on her ass, and I lift her and turn her around, sitting her on the counter as I resume my worship of her.

She lays back on the counter, and my lips roam downwards until I come to the waist of her shorts. I look up at her from in between her legs, silently asking if I can remove her shorts and continue on with what I've been wanting to do since I met her. She looks down at me, sucking her bottom lip into her mouth and chewing on it before nodding her head. Her eyes stay on mine as I bring my fingers up and pop the button on her shorts. I slide the zipper down, and grab the waist and slowly tug them down her body.

My mouth waters, and my pants suddenly gets even tighter in the front as I take in the view before me. Talking off Bella's shorts had left her completely naked, and as I look up, I come face to face with her glistening center.

I lost it there. I couldn't hold it back any longer. I needed to be inside her, I needed to be buried deep inside her. I wanted to make her scream my name and feel her clench around me as I take her to her release.

I stand up, settling myself in between her legs. I bite my lip as I grab my erection and bring it up to her entrance and as I look up at her, she smiles and continues to nibble on her lower lip. I grab onto her hips, anxious to get inside of her.

*Beep*Beep*Beep*

My alarm wakes me up from probably the best dream I've ever had and I grab onto it, ripping the cord from the wall and fling it across the room, smiling as I hear it smash into dozens of pieces as it hit's the wall.

I just had a dream about Bella…..

And I fucking want to go back to sleep and get back to it.

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That was the first time I actually knew it was Bella I was dreaming about, and even since then, she is all I've dreamt of. Every night it's different. Sometimes we're in the shop, sometimes we're in my house, sometimes we're in my car, and once we were in this meadow, surrounded by wildflowers as the sunlight covered us. All times are hot, and I wake up with a raging hard on that I have to take care of twice before I go into work, but, in the dreams, I never kiss her, and I never get inside of her. I wake up every time right before our lips are about to meet and right before I'm about to enter her. I've tried taking sleeping pills to keep myself asleep longer, I've tried going back to sleep after waking up suddenly, hoping maybe the dream would resume where it ended, but it never happens.

I actually had kept my alarm off, trying to not have anything disturb my dream, and I ended up being late to the interviews. I thought Bella would take that time to give me hell like I had given her for being late, but surprisingly, she didn't. I was embarrassed being in the same room with her, I though she might be able to sense I had been having sex dreams about her, and I thought she might be able to tell that I liked it, but I realized it was a crazy thought. I tried to act normal as we interviewed the people for the job.

Tanya was a freak. She was looking at me like she was a fat kid and I was a happy meal, and it made me feel dirty. My dick shriveled up and actually entered my body when she looked at me… poor little guy was frightened.

Well… not little… but… you know.

Paul was one of the most awkward people I've ever met. He reminded me of Napoleon Dynamite… you know, if he was middle aged and even more strange. When he first came in, he was looking around at all the merchandise and he was snickering. You know like when your 12, and your in the sex ed class, and every time the teacher says the word "Penis" or "Vagina", you would laugh? Yea, it was like that. I couldn't have him working here, selling things and laughing every time he rung something up, so he was a no go.

Then, like a ray of sunlight after a terrible storm, Angela came in. She came in, told us all about her and we were blown away. She had the same 'no nonsense' attitude that Bella had, and I knew they would be good together.

After the interviews were done, we put the chairs away and I just can't fight it anymore. She's on my mind all the time, and I've done nothing but treat her bad and act like a total ass to her, so I apologize.

I mean to only say I'm sorry, but I end up blurting out that we should go to club 313, even though I really had no intention of going there. She looks up at me, biting her lip before she tells me that her and her friends were heading over there anyway. I thought she was going to blow me off, maybe say 'yea, I'm going over there' and leave it at that, with me not knowing if that was an invite or whatever, but she tells me she'll meet me there, and I smile. And then I wonder if this is a date, or if her bringing her friends means that we're going on a group date, or whatever it's called.

After it's decided that we will meet we get back to work, and that's when Bella finds the DVD of 'Lotta Cox'. The image on the front of that damn movie will forever be ingrained in my thoughts, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to be scarred for the rest of my life. No one should have to be exposed to that image and I hope they burned those ping pong balls because after where they've been, there's no saving them.

We get to work after that, and even though for the past couple of weeks, I've been avoiding her as much as I can, I find myself smiling at her when our eyes meet, and I actually help her in the store instead of just hiding out in the bat cave while she does all the work. After a long day of smiles, and finding a reason to brush up against her or talk to her, it's time to close the shop. She tells me she'll see me there later on and I smile and walk to my car, watching her as she reaches hers and gets in.

I can't go to this place by myself, that would be awkward. I could see it right now, she shows up with her friends, and I come alone, and I end up being the 3rd wheel. I'll probably be drinking beers in the corner and talking to myself the whole night if I come alone, so that can't happen. Once she drives away, I grab my cell phone and press send when I get to the number of my friend, Garrett.

Garrett and I worked at the restaurant together. He was a server turned assistant manager who acted as if his shit didn't stink and although we didn't like each other at first, he quickly became one of my good friends.

"Hey Eddie!" he says into the phone after about 3 rings.

"Don't call me that shit. Listen, what are you doing tonight?" I ask him, cutting right to the chase.

"Um. Well, I just got these movies from Redbox, so I was going to watch them. Then maybe watch some porn as I cry and beat off using my tears as lubricant…. Why do you ask?" Garrett's really dramatic. He just broke up with his girlfriend of maybe 6 months, so he's going through his 'mourning' stage.

"Well. I told this girl I'd meet her at club 313, and she told me she would bring some friends… "

"What girl?" he asks, and I can sense the smile in his voice.

"Um. The assistant manager at my job…"

"The girl you've been talking about ? What was her name? Becca?"

"Bella!" I say, probably more forcefully than I meant to.

"Easy there… Of course I'll go. I need to catch a glimpse of this hottie. Let's take your car! I'll be there at 9." he says, and then hangs up the phone. I chuckle to myself as I shove my phone in my pocket and start off towards my house.

After watching a little TV, and then taking a hot shower, I slip into a pair of dark jeans and a white button up shirt, making sure to leave the top two buttons undone. I'm just sliding on my shoes when the doorbell rings and I rush down to get it. I open the door, and come face to face with Garrett.

"MmmMmm, Eddie. You are looking very fuckable tonight." he says, with a stupid look on his face. I punch him in the arm, and tell him I'm almost ready and then turn to start off up the stairs. I run my hands through my hair once I get back into my bedroom, and I look into my mirror as I try to get some of the unruly hairs to stay put, but then give up when I see they have a mind of their own. I pick up some cologne, spritzing myself quickly, and grab my keys as I head down the stairs.

When I reach the living room, I see Garrett sitting in my leather recliner, remote in hand as he flips through my HBO.

"I'm ready. Lets go" I say. The clock on the cable box says it's a little after 9:15, so we decide to just head out, even though I know Bella wont be there until 10. The drive over is quick and at 9:35 we're getting out of the car, just to wait in the massive line at the door. By the time it turns 10 o'clock, me and Garrett are in the middle of the line, and I'm worried. I don't want Bella to think maybe I stood her up. I take out my phone to call her, when I hear people walking past me, and laughing. I look up and see a tall blonde, wearing a leopard print dress and high heels, a short girl with short black hair, and a short fluffy dress, I guess you could call it? Even though these girls' dresses are so short, I think I can see their vag's, I just can't take my eyes off the brunette standing with them. She's wearing some of the tightest jeans with rips all over, and a black tank top and if that wasn't enough to make my mouth water, she has knee high leather boots with a spiked heel and I think it's about the sexiest thing I've ever seen. All three girls reach the bouncer in the front of the line and the blonde starts talking to him. I keep my eyes on the brunette, and when she turns around and I finally get a glimpse of her face, I feel as if my stomach just fell into my ass.

The beauty with the tight jeans, and boots is Bella, and I find myself adjusting the front of my pants to make room for the massive hard on that sprung up just by looking at her.

"Shit. Did you see those girls, Cullen?" Garrett says next to me, and I slowly nod my head, keeping my eyes on Bella.

"That's Bella." I say

"Which one?" he asks, and I tell him she's the one with the jeans.

"Holy shit, man. That girl is fucking hot." I nod my head, totally agreeing with him as I see the bouncer lift the rope for the girls to go in. I know It's probably going to be about 30 minutes before this line moves up and we can get in, so I start to text her.

"Hey. Bella! Edward's over here!" I hear Garrett yell out, and I don't know whether to kick him in the balls, or stomp on his damn foot to shut the hell up. I look up and see all three girls looking our way and Garrett is next to me, pointing over to me, like the jackass that he is.

Bella smiles when she sees me, and signals for me to go up there, and by the time I realize she's doing that, Garrett is already walking through the doors. I walk out of line, and up to her, and she smiles.

"Hey. How long have you been waiting?" she asks, and I shrug my shoulders as she starts off for the door.

"Uh, maybe a half hour." we walk into the club and the bass from the loud music booming in the club has my insides jumping. "How did you guys jump the line?" I lean down and ask into her ear.

"Rose knows the bouncer from a job she did a couple of years ago." she says, and I nod my head as she leads me to the bar. The bartender walks over to us and asks us what we'd like to drink. Bella looks at me, and tells me to go first, and I order a rum and coke while she orders something called a "Cherry Hooker" . The bartender nods and walks away to fill our drinks and I look at Bella.

"Cherry Hooker?" I ask her and she starts to laugh.

"It's really good. It's cherry brandy and orange juice."

"Sounds good" I say, smiling down at her. I look around, looking for Garrett and spot him talking to a group of girls in one of the tables in the corner. The bartender brings our drinks and I grab mine and take a sip.

"Here. Try it" I hear Bella say and I look down to see her holding up her drink to me. I laugh, but then lean down and take a sip from her glass.

"That is good." I say and she smirks up at me.

"Told you." she says, and starts to walk away. She's a couple of steps ahead of me and she turns around and motions for me to follow her, which I do quickly. She leads me to a corner booth where her two friends are sitting, sipping on champagne.

"Guys, this is Edward. Edward, these are my roommates, Rosalie Hale, and Alice Brandon." I hold my hand out and shake each of their hands. The look that the blonde gives me makes me shift in my seat. She's looking at me like she can read my mind and knows just what I'm thinking about her friend.

I hope that's not the case.

We sip our drinks silently, every so often looking at one another but sadly not saying anything. The songs changes a couple of times before I think of something to talk about and that's exactly the moment that Garrett decides to interrupt.

"Hey, Eddie. This is Sheryl. Sheryl this is my best friend, Eddie and Bella…. And- I'm sorry, I didn't catch you lovely ladies' names." he says, looking to Rose and Alice.

"Maybe you'd know it if you actually sat down at the table with us…." I say, then Rose and Alice bring their hands up and introduce themselves to my already drunk friend. The girl he is with is cute, but she's trying to hard to make herself look sexy… something that comes naturally to Bella. I look over at her, and catch her watching me. I smile and she mirrors my expression and out of nowhere, I actually start to speak to her.

We talk non-stop for a while, the rest of the world just blurring out, leaving only her and I.

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"No, really. You were an asshole to me… ask them! Rose, how many times did I come home complaining about what a jackass he was?" Bella asks. It's just after 1 in the morning, and we are still at the table, talking like we have been doing for the past couple of hours. Bella has been chugging down Cherry Hookers like they were the last coke's in the desert and she's a little tipsy, but I kind of like it.

Garrett is long gone. He took the girl, Sheryl I think her name was, and brought her back to his place, saying something about making sure she got to bed ok. I guess his mourning period is over.

Before Rose can answer, the song blaring in the club changes and Bella squeals as the beginning of 'OMG' by Usher starts to play.

"Edward, C'mon…." she says, and grabs my hand and gets up to run to the dance floor. I look back at Alice and Rose and see them snickering but waving me off. I gulp as I stand up and follow her to the dance floor, she leads us to the middle and lets go of my hand. She turns so her back is against my chest and starts to dance.

Bella dancing is an amazing thing. The way her body moves and her hips sway is enough to make me want to cum in my jeans. The beat starts, and she reaches behind me and grabs my arms and rests them on her hips and then lets go, raising her hands above her head and she continues to sway to the music.

The second verse starts and my cock is already at full attention, every so often hitting her ass as she moves against me. Just when I think I've seen all Bella can do, she bends over, fully pressing herself on me and I groan out loud as she gyrates her ass on me, every so often turning her head and smiling sexily back at me. I don't know what comes over me, but I grab her hips and press her harder against me, smiling when I hear her let out a moan of her own. I move with her as the songs ends and the next one comes on. Bella stands up and turns around to face me, and the look on her face is pure lust, and I know I need to kiss her right then. She moves closer to me and grabs onto the front of my shirt.

I'm about to kiss her when I hear something crash to the floor next to me, and look up to see the face of the one person I never wanted to see again.

"Well, what a surprise! Edward, I see you have a new little whore…" Lauren says. She's just dropped her glass of whatever drink she was sipping on and is now narrowing her eyes at Bella, but even though Bella is a bit intoxicated, she can still work her 'bitch face' better than anyone I know.

"Just get the fuck away from me. Go enjoy your night, find a rich man that you can drain or something." I say, and grab onto Bella and turn to walk away, but I feel a bit of resistance and turn to see Lauren with her hand around Bella's arm.

"Don't waste your time, Honey. He's broke and he works in a porn shop." she tells her and then begins laughing. Bella places her hands on her hips and stares Lauren down.

"I know. I work there too. Aren't you the bitch with the stick up your ass?" Bella says and I can't hold back the laugh that escapes through my mouth. Lauren's eyes are shooting daggers at Bella, but Bella is just smiling at her.

"You're the girl from the shop?" Lauren asks, and then her face relaxes, and she chuckles. "Well, I guess you two have more in common than I thought. When you get tired of hanging with the trash, you can call me, Edward." she says, and leans walks forward, as if to kiss me, only to have her head snap back as Bella grabs onto her hair and pulls her back. Lauren looses her balance and falls onto her back on the ground and the look on her face is priceless.

"If he's not with you, sweetie, then I think he already got tired of hanging with trash. Have a nice night."

Bella stands over her and smirks before turning and grabbing my hand. We make our way back to the table only to find that Rose and Alice are no longer there.

"Where did they go?" I ask, and Bella leans down, grabbing a napkin and bringing it up to her face. She huffs and then hands the napkin to me, and I see that it's a note, written in what looks to be lipstick.

Didn't want to cramp your style… see you later.. Much later hopefully. followed by a winky face and Rose's name.

I look over to Bella, whose eyes are on me and I smile. I can't believe our moment was ruined by bitch ass Lauren. I wonder if I'm going to get the chance to kiss her again or if this is just going to be one of those things that are forgotten and never talked about again.

If I didn't think so before, I now know that Bella is amazing. She's fierce, she's an amazing dancer and she is amazingly sexy. And she's perfect for me. I'm about to ask her if she wants to grab some breakfast, when I hear her make a noise and I look up just in time to see her grab her mouth and her stomach.

"Bella. Are you O-" I start, but before I can even finish me question, Bella heaves and spews vomit all over the table.

And me.

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