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Chapter 2- Bella

"I couldn't help but notice you, Seem a little down on your love too, So, Yeah, My heart might be breaking, But this seat ain't taken, And you got me thinking, We should be drinking alone together. Drowning the pain is better, With someone else who got problems, We ain't gonna solve 'em, But misery loves company." Drinking Alone- Carrie Underwood

"Esme are you sure you want to go to the dining room? I'd rather go eat at the small restaurant out by the ocean, it's casual and small so it won't have a ton of people." I'm all for having fun, but I sure am sick of being crammed into a small space with a ton of people I don't know. "I promise we'll go to the dining room tomorrow, but tonight I just need a more relaxed vibe, something small and intimate for us to just chill." I throw up my praying hands and make puppy dog eyes. She falls for it every time.

"Fine, but I better get hit on in your quaint restaurant." She makes the dreaded air quotes at me, and I pray, for my sake, her wish comes true.

"Yay, let's go, bitch." I grab her arm and run her out the cabana door before she can change her mind.

The atmosphere is exactly what I want, beautiful dark wood and lush padded booths. The further back you venture, the darker the lighting gets. We take a booth about midway back when our waitress appears.

"What can I get for you, Ladies?" She asks.

"Let's get some pasta to share and a few different appetizers, okay?" My stomach demanded real food, like stick to your ribs pasta.

"Okay, let's have this Lobster Mac N Cheese, and appetizer platter then." Esme suggests. When I nod my head the waitress writes it down for us.

"What about a signature cocktail?" She slides a folded menu towards us. My eyes light up, the drinks look delicious and they all have naughty names. The perfect vibe for us tonight.

Before Esme can respond, I order for both of us. "Pink Silk Panties for her and a Dick Sucker for me." I slam the menu back down on the table. Esme's eyes widen as our waitress smirks while she writes those down as well.

With our important issues taken care of, we get down to the real business of the evening. People watching. Or in Esme's case, man scouting.

We're enjoying our drinks and food when two guys approach our table. Both of them are medium height, fair amount of hair, they're both wearing linen shorts with silk shirts, and leather loafers with no socks. I can tell the minute Esme realizes they are heading our way, she snorts out a laugh and slaps my leg. I just nod, I've already seen them.

"Good evening, Ladies. Looks like you could use some company." The spokesman offers, he's not bad looking but he appears to have drowned in his baby oil in order to get his start on a tan, but he forgot to wash it off before he came down to dinner. It gives him a dirty porn star vibe.

"You're so sweet to worry about us, but we're good. Our guys will be down in a few, they ran up to shower, they still had their sun tan lotion on them and they felt that would be too greasy to eat dinner that way." Esme responds, then gives them a sugary sweet smile and takes a sip on her drink. When her straw makes that awkward sucking noise, she sits the drink back down on the table. "Thanks though, hope you boys enjoy your evening." She gives a wink and a wave. Thankfully they turn and leave.

"Oh my gosh, can you warn me next time, I almost snorted Dick Sucker out of my nose. Nobody wants dick in their nose, Esme, nobody." She shrugs and sips her drink, once again making the obnoxious noise no one likes.

A guy walking by stops at the edge of our table. "Ladies, you need another drink, I'm heading to the bar?" He's fairly tall, good head of hair, dressed and showered appropriately enough, and a beautiful set of teeth. Not bad, plus he's rocking one hell of an accent with just the right amount of drawl.

"Sure, I'll have a Sex In The Woods, and she's going to have to suck your dick." Esme answers as I pick up my drink to take a sip. When I hear her words, I suck too hard through my straw and apparently shoot my drink straight down my windpipe. I begin to choke, she calmly pats my back.

"I'm so sorry, that's not what she meant." I wheeze. Our drink Good Samaritan looks frozen in place, he's not sure what to say or do. I think Esme just broke him. She used to have this big fat assed cat who would just randomly stare off into space. She did it so often that we started saying, 'don't go all Fluffy on me'. Well he's just officially 'gone Fluffy' on us. Smile frozen in place, eyes darting back and forth.

"Oh, silly me, she'll have a Dick Sucker and I'll have a Sex In the Woods. Thanks!" She takes a chunk of her hair that's escaped the updo and twirls in between her finger and thumb, eyes rounded and blinking slightly more than normal.

What the hell is wrong with her, did she hit her head or something?

Drink bearer walks off with a slight smile, still looking bewildered. When he's out of ear shot, I slap her arm. Hard apparently because it hurts my hand.

"Ow, what the fuck, Bella?" She slaps my hand and rubs her arm.

"I should be asking you that, 'she's going to have to suck your dick', I can't believe you just said that. What the fuck?" Her eyes are filled with laughter. Very rarely do you see Esme somber and not joking. She's such a ray of sunshine, always looking to have a good time and make sure that everyone else does as well.

"I mean, hey, you never know, he might have said yes. We obviously could do worse, way worse." She sucks her straw again, this time her straw reverberations are so loud four people turn to look at our table. I snatch the drink from her.

"Well, you better hope he doesn't spike our drinks, dumbass." I watch him as he stands at the bar. Two other guys approach him and they do their man hug greetings. He keeps both hands on the bar at all times. The bartender sets three drinks on the bar and he signs the slip. He takes his beer and my drink, and hands Esme's drink to one of his friends. They all three make their way back to our table. It's obvious he's telling them about our previous conversation, because his two friends eyes bug at the same time and all three break out in laughter.

Esme is checking out his new friend, and I'm amazed at the multiplication of sexiness. Women and men alike turn to watch them walk back to our table. These are three men who are definitely used to getting plenty of looks, neither of the three of them acknowledge anyone else in the club, they focus on each other as they talk.

"Here you are, one Dick Sucker, though it's not my dick that is getting sucked." I laugh and reach for my drink. Handsome, nudges his friend's arm and motions to Esme. "And a Sex in the Woods. Can I get you anything else?" He rasps.

"I think we should at least know your names, especially if I wake up naked between the sheets tomorrow morning." Esme responds.

Raspy and his friend laugh, the tall sullen looking one who carried Esme's drink looks alarmed.

"She's just kidding. I'm Bella, she's Esme." Esme holds her hand out to Sullen first, even though he's the furthest from her.

"Esme." After a second or two of hesitation, he takes her hand.

"I'm Carlisle." She holds it a few seconds longer than acceptable. I turn to the other two as they hold out their hands.

"I'm Emmett and this is Edward." We all three shake hands while Carlisle and Esme are still eyeing each other up and down. "We have reservations in the dining room, but we could cancel and stay here. If that's okay?" Edward asks. Esme has finally pulled her hand back but she's looking at Carlisle like he's a piece of cheesecake and she just gave up on her diet.

"No, we're good. You guys go ahead and eat. We'll probably run into each other later on. Thanks for the offer, and the drinks, Emmett. We really appreciate it." I reach to shake their hands again and pull on Esme's arm to get her attention. "Right, Esme, we wouldn't want to keep them from anything they had planned."

Esme looks over at me and quickly does a double take. She mouths 'what?' at me. "Well, I mean...". I guess I have finally caught her speechless.

"Yeah, we'll catch up with them at another time. We were going to relax and drink alone for a little while and then head to our cabana's tonight. Remember?" I'm begging her to agree with me, at least my eyes are.

"Yeah, drinking alone tonight. She's right, boys, we'll catch up with you another night." She pats Carlisle's hand.

"Okay, we'll see you both soon then." Emmett,Edward, and Carlisle turn to leave.

Before they are gone from ear shot, she begins to slap my arm, hard! "Holy shit, what the hell?" I screech as I slap her arm back.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Three fine ass men, plopped in our laps, and you ran them off. We're on vacation, right? Not at a monastery, not a grave yard, but VACATION! We're supposed to get laid and make questionable decisions, Bella. Please promise me you'll let loose here. I need this. I want to have fun, sow my oats and then go home and settle down." She pulls me closer. "You need this, you're a free adult now, live a little. PLEASE."

I see tears well up in her eyes. And I feel guilty, I've hurt her. I didn't mean to do that, at all. I just meant that we should spend more time looking around before we slept with the second guys who speak to us. Not that I think we'll find anything better than the three that stood in front of us a few seconds ago. Maybe I was too hasty.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't want to give in. and appear too slutty." I whine. "The resort is not that big, maybe we'll see them tomorrow." I plead. I don't want her mad at me.

"You had better hope so." She sips on the drink that Emmett brought us. Internally I cross everything I can that I'm right, and that we see them tomorrow.

I'm fucked!

We have walked all over this resort and have not seen hide nor hair of any of the three. And now Esme's pissed at me. Great!

Songs- Drinking Alone- Carrie Underwood