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53 – BPOV
Rose brings us our lunch as we all discuss this new plan that involves going bowling. I like it. I mean, yeah being alone in a house with Edward would have been really fucking nice, but even in my "drunk with lust-post phone-sex orgasmic state" I know it's a bad idea.
Edward and I share smiles and talk a bit. I deliberately touch his leg under the table as we chit-chat with our friends.
By the time we're done eating, Rose is done working so she changes into shorts and a t-shirt and joins us by the door.
I insisted on paying for my lunch but Edward, being all gentlemanly, pays for it anyways. I guess chivalry isn't dead after all.
Who knew?
We decide to meet up at the Bowlarama so I get into Edward's car as the rest of the gang pile into Emmett's jeep.
Honestly, I thought bowling didn't exist anymore but I find myself feeling a little giddy about doing it. Haven't been in years so, this should be interesting.
Oh, and I'm desperately trying to avoid the relationship subject, hence the word vomit I spewed over lunch. I'm not sure about the whole boyfriend thing. I'd like to try it and being with Edward surrounded by our friends feels natural, like we all belong together.
"I'm sorry about Rose." I say out of nowhere.
Edward fidgets with the radio. "What do you mean?"
"She's always asking about us but I haven't told her shit." I tell him while playing with the hem of my tank.
Apparently, I'm nervous.
"Oh, ehmm, yeah. The guys have sorta been asking too. Nosy fuckers." Edward says as we pull into the Bowlerama parking lot.
I want to say something about that but before I can, the passenger side door is open and Emmett is pulling me out of the car.
Apparently I don't fucking scare him very easily.
I might have to rectify that.
"Emmett, where the hell are you taking me?" He flips me over his shoulder and carries me like a sack of potatoes. I hit his back and try to jerk myself away as he carries me to the door. "Rose, do you want to be a widow? 'Cause this fucker is going down." I kick and scream to no avail.
Rose is laughing. Alice and Jazz look like... what the fuck? They look stoned out of their minds and... "Are you fuckers high?"
I join Edward who's nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "Ehmm, yeah, so Jazz has ehmm, connections?" He says and I'm like what? Dude, I got in the wrong car. Dammit.
"Oh my God. You mean those fuckers are high and I'm not? Well, this makes things interesting." I watch as Jasper opens the door and bursts out in a fit of giggles when Alice jumps on his back for a piggy back ride. Okay, so they're cute. Whatever. "Are you sure we can't just go have sex at your house?" I bat my lashes at him and hold his hand.
Funny how the thought of sex makes his ears pink. He's so fucking cute.
Maybe I'll have him show me how to bowl.
That'd be hot.
Yeah.
"I'm kidding, Edward. Let's go wear rented shoes and knock down some pins." I say enthusiastically as I pull him behind me toward the door where Jasper and Alice have just disappeared to.
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