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Chapter 10

EPOV

After the Ellen show, Bella and I decided to each go back to our own places so we could unpack and settle in again. I wasn't going to lie, I'd missed my apartment terribly and it felt good to be home again.

I'd successfully managed to dodge all the paparazzi and the crazy screaming fans who had camped outside my apartment building. My bodyguard, Jack, was in his element fighting them off me and I told Lauren to remind me to give him a raise for all his hard work.

I entered my apartment and dropped my keys into the glass bowl by the door, it looked the same as I remembered it. A total bachelor pad. Dark granite kitchen counters with stainless steel appliances for the open plan kitchen and living room. The walls were a slate gray with black and white pictures of my family members and friends. The various awards I'd received had their own shelf on my bookcase filled with all my favorite books.

I walked into my bedroom and fell face down onto my bed. The black silk sheets almost engulfing my form as they flew up with the impact. I turned my head to the side and looked at the glass wall that overlooked the city, my apartment was high up enough that I still had privacy but there were electronically operated blinds if I ever felt paranoid.

I must have fallen asleep because when I looked around the room was suddenly very dark, the only source of light coming from the night life of the city. I groaned and stretched, suddenly cursing myself for wearing jeans, the worlds most uncomfortable invention to sleep in. I felt my phone buzz in my back pocket and flipped it open before I could read the caller ID.

"'lo?" I answered, still half-asleep.

There was a light laugh on the other end. "And here I was thinking you'd be happy to speak to me..." Bella teased and I was immediately awake, sitting upright in my bed.

"Sorry, I fell asleep face down on my bed as soon as I got here, otherwise I would've called."

"It's fine, I did exactly the same thing and I would probably still be asleep if Rose didn't show up and pummel me until I was awake." I heard Rose shouting something in the background that made her laugh.

I sighed, "No it's not fine, love. I wanted to invite you over for dinner..."

"You can cook?!"

I laughed, "Um, no. I was thinking Chinese."

She groaned. "God, you said the magic words, but Alice and Jasper are coming tonight and she wants to go to Pure, that's actually why I was phoning, to see if you wanted to come with?"

"Yeah, sure. What time?"

"Um, is half an hour good for you? Rose and I are almost ready."

"Perfect. I'll meet you there."

"I love you." she giggled.

"I love you, too." I smiled as I said the words and cut the call.

BPOV

I had to resist the urge to squee like a teenage girl as I held the phone to my chest, with no-doubt a faraway look and smile on my face. Rose noticed and smirked at me, I -very maturely- stuck my tongue out at her and went back to getting dressed.

I hadn't mentioned it to Edward, but when he said that he fell asleep on his bed and I said I'd done the same, I'd actually been talking about my closet. I'd basically collapsed onto the ottoman after just looking at some of my clothes, I'd missed them all terribly. Being in the modeling business really changed my outlook on fashion, I used to hate it and only wear my old sweats and tank tops but I actually enjoyed dressing up and looking pretty. It was all very vain of me, I know.

I took a step back from the mirror to admire my handiwork, my eyes had been smoked out with a purple and black combo and my lips had a light pink shimmery gloss. I wore a gray-purple strapless bubble dress that ended mid-thigh.

Rose, of course, looked like she was the supermodel here. Her dress was a strapless, dark pink and tiered and her ice blue eyes had the usual black smoky eye and her lips a dark red.

"B, stop checking yourself out, the faster you're done; the faster you'll see pretty boy." Rose reminded me, making disgusting kissy noises.

I swotted her arm as I passed her, "Shut up, you're just jealous."

She sighed, staring at the sequined red clutch in her hands. "I'm happy for you, Bella. I really am."

I cocked my head to the side, seeing this side of Rose was very rare. "You don't look that happy..."

She half-smiled, "I kinda-sorta-maybe miss...Emmett."

I squealed loudly and pulled her into a hug, "Aw, Rosie's in love!"

She groaned, "I knew you'd overreact, just because I miss him, doesn't mean I love him."

I tried to get rid of my grin, but was failing miserably. "Those Cullen men sure know how to charm a girl, right?"

She dropped her head into my shoulder, "God, you have no idea. I don't even know what I'm feeling. How am I supposed to know whether he feels the same way?! What if he wants one of those down-to-earth small-town girls? I can't be like that, Bella! But at the reunion we were both flirting, so that has to mean something, right? God, I'm so-"

That was when I slapped her.

She stared at me, dumbstruck. Her mouth hanging agape. "Bish, what the fuck was that for?"

I frowned at her, "I'm sorry, did you hear yourself? You were rambling."

She appeared to be re-playing her words over in her head before she grimaced, "Thanks."

I shrugged, "Eh, it's part of the job description as a best friend."

"It sucks that I can't slap you back, though." she admitted as we left my apartment.

Rick was waiting outside, dressed in his usual ear piece, black glasses and black outfit.

"Evening, Rick." I greeted him with a smile.

He simply nodded at Rose and I and shielded us from the stalkerazzi. The flashes always hurt my eyes and often left me with those annoying spots that float around your eyes the whole time, even when you close them. If someone asked me right now what I hated most in life, I'd reply with those annoying spots that flicker in front of your eyes. There was nothing more frustrating or disorientating as having a conversation with someone and all you can see is a brightly coloured dot covering their face.

Rose decided that she would drive tonight so we were going in her Red BMW convertible with her custom rims encrusted in Swarovski crystals. She pumped up the music, the bass making the car vibrate as we drove. As usual, the press were surrounding the car when we arrived at Pure, this time we had no Rick to help us.

We've arrived – B x. I texted Edward.

His reply was instant. In VIP area, Alice and Jasper here too (: - E x

We pushed past the paparazzi and breezed into the club. Ah, the lifestyles of the rich and famous, it certainly does have it's perks.

Then came the blasting music and the people trying to touch us as we headed upstairs. The VIP area at Pure was gorgeous.

I waved and winked at the various celebrities, pausing to talk to one of the new models, Kate, who had just done a small shoot for RS in Miami.

"It was just so amazing, I've never done anything like that before and now I'm in the VIP section at Pure! Pure! With Isabella Swan! OMG, I love this job!" she was practically shrieking.

I smiled and hugged her, which caused her to shriek louder. "I'm glad you're enjoying it, Katie."

Her boyfriend, Garrett, came up behind her. "Excuse me, ladies. I'm afraid I'm going to steal my girlfriend for a dance."

"Keep an eye on her, G." I warned him, teasingly.

He winked, "Oh, I will."

Rose grabbed my shoulder and pulled me towards our friends. "Stop making friends with all the new models, B. Next thing they're going to be wanting a raise because they're 'in' with the 'it' crowd."

I laughed at her and then my eyes locked with Edward's. He was seated in the far corner chatting animatedly with Alice and Jazz. Alice looked amazing in her short black dress and her new haircut which was a messy bob. Jazz looked the same as usual, only minus the cowboy hat. He was always laid back.

"Well, well, well." I called in my best impression of a Southern accent as we approached them. "If it isn't the Whitlock's, what are y'all doin' here?"

Alice squealed loudly, "Bella! Rose!" She hugged us both tightly. "OMG, I missed you both so much! How was Forks?! I saw you on Ellen, Bella." she slapped my arm. "Why couldn't you announce your relationship on my TV show?!"

"Alice, calm down." I pleaded. "I missed you, too. Forks was Forks, ya know? Pretty much the same – like a senior citizen in the shower; Wet, gray and boring." they all laughed at that. "Don't blame me for the Ellen thing, that was all Edward." I smiled at him as he stood up at my side.

He wrapped his arm around my waist, the electricity between us steadied into a flowing current with the contact. "I'm sorry, Ali. Next time we have news it'll be your show." he promised.

I grinned up at him and he pressed his lips to mine. It was a short, sweet kiss with no tongue. Completely opposite of what I wanted right now. I snuggled into his side as we sat down, inhaling his scent. He smelled so incredibly fresh and manly. If they ever asked him to make his own aftershave I'd buy 365 bottles of the stuff, one to use on everyday of the year.

"I missed you." his warm breath whispered into my ear. I could smell he'd started drinking already.

I bit down on my bottom lip and looked up at him through my eyelashes before speaking. "I missed you, too."

He brushed his thumb along my cheekbone, "God, you're beautiful."

"Are you two just gonna grope each other all night, or are you actually going to get drunk and dance your asses off?!" Rose crudely interrupted, giving us both no time to answer because she grabbed my arm and yanked me up to her.

I mouthed 'sorry' to Edward as her and Alice tugged me away and back downstairs to the dance floor. He waved me off, then motioned that he was going to get some drinks.

I caught sight of some A-list celebs dancing on tables and prayed that no matter how drunk I got tonight, hopefully I wouldn't end up in the tabloids for doing that...again.

Alice danced in front of me, my hands on her hips and Roses' on mine.

The song had an easy rhythm to dance to, our bodies moving in synch with each others. My hands tangled in my hair and Alice raised one hand above her head.

I caught a glimpse of a coppery mop of hair and saw Edward approaching with drinks in hand.

I thanked him and took a swig of the clear liquid, "You okay?" I asked him above the music.

He nodded and smiled, "I'm great, why wouldn't I be?"

"You've been a little quiet."

He grinned sheepishly, "I'm still tired,"

I laughed at him, "One dance and then you can get back to la la land."

EPOV

An hour, four drinks and several dances later and we were still at Pure.

I wasn't complaining, in fact I was enjoying the view and the feeling of Bella's hips as she ground into me. She'd had a lot more to drink than me and Jazz was taking Alice home while Rose went in her own car, she'd been responsible and only had one drink.

"You knows what I fink, Edwaaaard?" Bella slurred as I hoisted her up by her waist and dragged her out the club.

"What do you think, love?" I asked her, amused by this side of her.

She giggled loudly, "I think that yoooou are vewy pretty looking."

I laughed, "Thank you, you're not so bad yourself."

She managed to walk when we had to pass the paparazzi and just to be safe I had called Marcus, my driver, to drive us both back to my apartment.

She sighed contently as I placed her in the back seat, keeping her against my chest.

Her breathing slowed eventually after more amusing drunk comments, including one about how I smelled like happiness. Marcus laughed about that until we got home and wished us a good evening.

By now she was too tired to walk even with my assistance so I lifted her into my arms, bridal style and carried her inside.

I laid her down on my bed and after I'd changed into a pair of boxers I contemplated whether I should sleep in the guest room, we'd slept together before...well, on the same couch and we were dating. But this was my apartment, my bed...would she want to?

One of her eyelids opened, "Sleep with me?"

Thank God.

I needed no further encouragement as I slipped into my bed beside her. Her back to my chest and my arm draped over her.

She brought my hand to her lips and kissed it, "Love you." she sighed, sleepily.

"I love you, too, baby."

More than you'll ever know...

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