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Bella Swan/one of the guys
Titties.
Everywhere.
All shapes and sizes.
In boyfriend's face, in mine. Definitely in the bachelors.
I should have invited Alice because I know she'd love something like this.
We're all wasted, and I am so glad I left my debit card at home because drunk Bella is a very generous tipper.
I shove a handful of ones in a redhead's G-string and turn to Edward.
"You're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" he asks.
I wanna lick his smirk.
So, I do.
"Who doesn't love boobs?" I laugh. "Wanna get a couple's lap dance?"
He shakes his head.
I called ahead, so the girls have a special surprise planned for Emmett.
They call his name over the loudspeaker, and he skips onto the stage.
I wish I would have brought my phone.
There's no way he's going to remember this.
Half-naked chicks dancing around and gyrating against him to a song about milkshakes.
It's going to take us years to wash off all of the glitter we've accumulated tonight.
Totally worth it.