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Jeez guys, I know I said this fic isn't for the faint hearted, but so much of you were worried about Bella being gang raped! Who do you think these people are? I think we've discovered by now that Mike is pretty harmless and though the boys can be douchebags, it's a huge leap to turn them into closet rapists.

To reiterate - THERE WILL BE NO NON-CONSENSUAL SEX IN THIS FIC.

But there will be plenty of dirty, rough sex of the consensual variety.

Thanks, as always, to Jemster23 for traveling this bumpy road with me. She drives, I pick the tunes and choose the direction.

And to you guys, for reading, reviewing and recc'ing on Facebook.

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Mike moves to stand in front of me, protectively. Edward watches, throwing his head back and laughing at the gesture.

"Cute," he seethes in Mike's direction.

"It's okay," I tell Mike, placing my hand on his forearm, knowing Edward's watching my every move. "Let's just go." I look at Edward, narrowing my eyes. "My buzz is wearing off."

"Hell, honey," one of Edward's friends chimes in. "You can stay."

"No thanks," I scoff, glaring at the tall, tanned guy with teeth so white they glow in our dark surroundings. I'm almost surprised to see Edward's doing the same, though I choose to ignore that.

Grabbing Mike's hand, I make the first move, dragging him behind me as we pass the group intruding on our fun. Edward makes a move to block our exit, looking down at me, his eyes gleaming with mirth, as smug as ever.

"You sure you want to go?" he asks me, ignoring Mike completely.

A short burst of air escapes my nose as I laugh under my breath. I nod, never breaking eye contact with Edward. "Mike and I can have fun anywhere. You're welcome to the remnants of our night."

I don't miss the blazing inferno in his eyes as I push past, taking Mike with me, the rest of our group following closely behind.

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Mike drops me off, neither of us in the mood to get hot and heavy any more. It's almost a shame, but I don't push.

Knowing it's still relatively early, I decide to shower, pampering myself from head to toe, washing away the disappointment of the night.

Turning my light off, I crawl into bed, curling on my side, smiling to myself in the darkness when Edward's bedroom light turns on. From here, our houses don't seem as far apart; I can see him move around, focusing my eyes harder when he pulls his hoodie off over his head, revealing the side of his toned torso. I bite into my bottom lip when his long fingers move down to his belt, unbuckling it slowly and pushing his jeans down his strong thighs, exposing inch upon inch of glorious skin to me.

As though he knows I'm watching, he turns to his window, dressed only in his tight, black boxer-briefs and leans over, resting his hands on either side of the window pane, staring blankly for a long time. I lay there, in the dark, watching his every move, taking in every detail of his body -his strong tensed arms, his broad shoulders, the rippling muscles of his stomach, his narrow waist, those sinful thighs ...

I can't see any details of his face -he's too far away, but I imagine his expression is smug, fierce. Mine is too as I look at him under the veil of darkness, knowing he can't be certain that I'm aware of his presence at the window. My hand glides down my body, into my damp panties, as my eyes stay locked on his body.

He's like Peter fucking Pan, and any time now, I'll be flying.

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